After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

Feng Yan failed to get an answer.

Because Xie Qingyun couldn't explain it either.

She had countless famous quotes, poems and even examples related to love in her mind, but she couldn't tell the true meaning if she had never loved someone before.

For example, between Sang Jin and Ling Yu, those who have loved each other can only describe the sweetness of getting along.

"Do you feel sorry?"

When the man's soul began to dissipate, Xie Qingyun asked.

He still has that arrogant attitude of playing games with the world.

"Why would you regret something you haven't got? Do you feel sorry for... losing the position of Demon Lord...?"

"I'm not the Demon Lord, so why are you regretting it?"

"Ye...ran..."

Feng Yan died and his soul was scattered.

This demon king, who has lived from more than ten thousand years ago to the present, has been in power for eight thousand years, and has killed countless demons, has finally withdrawn from the historical stage of the demon world.

Sang Jin's people are empty, I still can't believe it.

The most respected adoptive father was an enemy who had wiped out his entire clan, and his enemy's soul was gone.

"Shall I take you back now?"

Xie Qingyun glanced at the two of them, and finally laid his eyes on Ling Yu's face.

His face was pale, his breath was weak, and he needed to be nursed back to health.

He looked at Sang Jin, who was also seriously injured beside him, "What are your plans? Are you willing to leave with me?"

Sang Jin looked confused.

She fought one against a hundred, swept through tens of millions, and killed seven in and out out of tens of thousands of demon soldiers without even frowning. But now she is bald because of a choice.

Xie Qingyun said at the right time:

“His master, senior fellow apprentice, and junior fellow apprentice all know of your existence.

If you really want to be together, we, the elders, should prepare for the marriage ceremony and make sure you live up to your expectations in this life after signing the marriage contract.

If you don't want to be together, I respect your choice. I Wentianzong is extremely open-minded. but……"

She changed her words and her eyes fell on Ling Yu's face again.

"After you two get married, you will have no choice but to move out of Wentian Sect and live outside the sect's jurisdiction. You won't even be able to live in Wentian City for a long time.

After all, the purpose of Wentian Sect is to send monks to support justice, eliminate demons and protect the Tao, and kill the demons in the hearts of the world.

What Sang Jin has done over the years..."

She paused, "My heart is really no different from a demon. Keeping her in the sect is contrary to the purpose of our sect and will easily cause criticism."

However, it is difficult for monks and demons to be together. Compared with the examples of loyalty and filial piety dilemmas in history, it is much better for them with the support of their elders.

Ling Yu grabbed Sang Jin's hand and said sincerely:

"Uncle, I promise to move out with Sang Jin. Please forgive me for the marriage ceremony."

When he was searching in the world, he accidentally heard the saying "If you hire someone, you will be a wife, if you run, you will become a concubine". He didn't know what it meant at the time, but now...

He wanted Sang Jin to stay by his side openly.

She is a wife, not a concubine, and no one can look down on her.

After taking the two men back and throwing them on the hilltop of Ling Yu, Xie Qingyun went to call his senior brother and nephew.

Jiang Weimian and the other three were all very curious about what the wood that had been opened looked like, so they hid in the dark and observed from a short distance away.

The family had to get together, so Xie Qingyun naturally joined in the fun.

Ling Yun: "Why aren't they sticky?"

Ling Xiao: "Being ordinary is the truth."

Jiang Weimian: "Why do you look so polite? We've all lived and died together, and you don't even want to make out when no one is around?"

Xie Qingyun: "I am a spiritual companion!"

Ling Yun: "Their love is so strange~"

Ling Xiao: "You haven't talked about it, what do you know?"

Ling Yun: "Who has talked about it?"

Jiang Weimian: "Your uncle."

Ling Yun/Xiao: Stare——

Xie Qingyun: "..."

Jiang Weimian: "Love can be called lingering, heartbreaking, bloody, and life is worse than death..."

Ling Yun/Xiao: "Uncle Master, please tell me!"

Xie Qingyun: "!!!"

She escaped decisively.

*

It's late summer already.

The snakes that were rampant near Leng Palace began to die down.

Shen Junlin reduced his meals from three meals a day to two.

Before the sun rises every day, he would go to a high place to meditate and practice. After completing his task, he began to look forward to the arrival of his master.

One day and two days, one month and two months...

The high expectations were gradually overshadowed by disappointment.

At the same time, I felt uneasy inside.

He began to find ways to find out about the unpopular concubine.

Even if he revealed the characteristics of silver hair and silver eyes, most of Gein's harem was controlled by the imperial concubine, and no one dared to reveal the identity of the national master.

Su Cixue became angry because of this, believing that Shen Junlin wanted to cling to the imperial master to seize the throne.

It was difficult for her to take action, but the fight between the children would not arouse Shen Qian's suspicion.

Even if something happened to Shen Junlin during the process, according to Shen Qian's partiality, it would not be her child who would be punished.

So, she told the eldest prince Shen Jiarong in a cryptic way, implying that Shen Junlin was restless again and wanted to snatch everything he deserved.

The eldest prince took his two younger brothers and companions to the cold palace that day, hung Shen Junlin on a branch, and shook the snake-attracting powder all over his body.

A group of people were hiding in the distance, laughing loudly as they watched Shen Junlin being entangled by colorful snakes.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be so many venomous snakes in the palace.

But I can't handle the "accident". Someone wants to facilitate this. What does a few venomous snakes mean?

Shen Junlin has been hanging for three days.

The sun was shining brightly in summer, and he was already unconscious after not drinking water for a long time. He had many wounds from snake bites on his body, and there were black, purple and purple marks everywhere.

"Master, Master..."

He repeated the two words mechanically, but no sound came out.

Shen Junlin is afraid of two things, one is ghosts, and the other is snakes.

I am afraid of ghosts because when I was very young, I was frightened by the late emperor's concubines who were imprisoned near the cold palace.

They were disheveled and crazy, grabbing him in their arms and snatching him back and forth.

One moment she called out "my child" in distress, holding the young boy in her arms and rocking him; the next moment she shouted "bitch" and lifted him up and threw him to death.

After being rescued by the patrolling Imperial Guards, he had nightmares for a long time.

As for the snake, it was stuffed into clothes.

Xie Qingyun came straight to Leng Gong when she returned to the sun. When she reached out to take off Shen Junlin, the snake wrapped around him instantly turned into powder.

After she held her in her arms, her blue hands suddenly grabbed her collar tightly. The child's whole body trembled, and the words on her lips could be vaguely discerned from her squirming lips.

"Master, save me! Master, don't leave!"

Xie Qingyun lowered his eyes.

With every step he took, Shen Junlin changed.

When she returned to the residence of the Imperial Master's Palace, the child's clothes were clean and he was fast asleep, and all the injuries on his body had disappeared.

Most of her elixirs are very powerful and cannot be tolerated by children who are new to cultivation.

She replaced the soothing elixir with the tower incense with corresponding medicinal effects, lit it and placed it on a small stand in mid-air.

The gentle curls of smoke melted into the air, and Shen Junlin, who smelled this smell, relaxed his eyebrows and fell into a deep sleep.

She sat next to her with her chin propped up, no one knew what she was thinking about, or maybe she was thinking about nothing at all.