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

"Why do you think of sending him off and can't bear to part with him?"

On the Enlightenment Platform not far from the mountain gate, men and women with their bodies covered up stood side by side, with a bunch of bamboo rustling next to them.

Jiang Weimian joked, while Xie Qingyun shook his head and sighed.

"I just think it's quite pitiful. If...he would have had a different life."

"Is it pitiful?"

Jiang Weimian put his hands behind his back and looked at her with raised eyebrows, as if he wanted to discuss things with her.

"The cause of the past life, the result of this life, and destiny have marked the price from the beginning. The monks use their talent and luck as their chess piece, and the way of heaven uses all living beings in the world as their chess piece. Isn't the word 'long-term' what they are fighting for?"

Cultivation pays attention to past and present lives, karma and retribution. This is understandable. What does the last sentence mean?

Xie Qingyun frowned and looked at the young man secretly. The senior brother's words were becoming more and more confusing.

Furthermore, does it have anything to do with her torturing Lou Xingzhou?

"Nothing to do, I just have time to express my feelings. It seems that I should read less miscellaneous books."

Jiang Weimian did not hide or evade, raised her lips and smiled, looking at the clear moon breeze, talking and laughing freely.

Jiang Weimian left many flaws, which Xie Qingyun never cared about before, because trust is a very precious thing in the world, especially in this fantasy world where the strong are respected.

She neither wants to look down at all sentient beings one day and sigh, "How lonely it is to be invincible", nor does she want to climb high at night and mutter, "It's too cold at high places!"

Borrowing a sentence from a poet from a previous life, "All the sages in ancient times were lonely." She could be the best in the world but could not be a sage, so she couldn't bear the loneliness of "everyone is drunk and I am awake alone."

It's just that she has severed all ties with the male protagonist. Only Yun Jiaojiao, the least important protagonist in the seven main worlds, still remains on the mountain.

It sounds like I have nothing to do and am very free.

So she stayed with Jiang Weimian, observing his every move, trying to figure out what was wrong with her senior brother?

Xie Qingyun: →_→Stare!

Jiang Weimian scratched his head: (=°Д°=) Pretending to be struck by lightning!

Not to mention the development of other male protagonists, Jiang Weimian is about to be driven crazy by his little junior sister who follows him everywhere.

At first, his mentality towards Xie Qingyun was——

"This is my sweetheart, sweet little girl, what will you do if you leave me? Why have you lost weight again? Whatever you want to eat, let your nephew do it for you! Oh, you are so filial! How do you look? You are handsome, don't I was deceived by the little bastard outside..."

now--

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

"Jun, do you see anything? Can you please let me go for a while?"

"What, do you still need convenience in Dongxu Realm?"

"It's inconvenient for you?"

"I am very convenient. Because I can run for 20,000 years without eating, drinking, sleeping or resting. Senior brother, do you have any questions?"

"What do you think is wrong with me?!!"

Jiang Weimian clutched her belly and her eyesight went dark. Someone, his ancestor's third aunt, should get rid of this thing!

And Ling Yun’s damn little thing, he dares to offer any rubbish elixirs. I am a master and a sect leader, not a medicine man who rides on horseback!

"Senior brother, the scolding was a bit dirty!"

Xie Qingyun was swinging out of thin air, and his consciousness shrouded Jiang Weimian at 360 degrees, making him afraid to fart.

Who would be so kind to do this?

Even my own father can't help being so harmful!

Jiang Weimian shouted with a dark face:

"How dirty do you think it is? The grain cycle is so dirty!"

Xie Qingyun choked, withdrew his consciousness, waved his hand and urged:

"Go, go, really, you are so grown up!"

Ling Xiao, who was handling government affairs, looked up at the sky and smiled knowingly:

"What a harmonious family!"

When he lowered his head and saw the mountains of official duties, his mood was brighter than ever before, and the smile finally moved to his face.

*

Spring flowers and autumn moon, summer flowers and winter snow.

After Xiao Yunyi returned and unified the demon world, in order to maintain his rule, he learned from the human dynasty system and vigorously carried out reforms.

On the basis of the original twenty-nine domains of the Demon Realm, lower-level regional units such as states, mountains/sea/forests are divided into lower-level regions, and the managers are appointed by the Demon Palace.

Then use the demonic three-province-six-ministry system to reward, check, balance, and divide the confidants who conquer the world.

After the demonic regime was initially stabilized, Xiao Yunyi began to retreat and pursue the supreme realm.

At this point, the demon world is silent.

Xie Changgeng returned to the ghost world to carry out construction projects and spent huge sums of money to build palaces in many states. It is said that the major palaces were modeled after the buildings related to Wentian Sect's invitation to Yuefeng.

The various tribes in the ghost world angrily accused Xie Changgeng of being a tyrant by wasting money, taxing people, and expropriating money.

In the 243rd year of the New Era of the Ghost Realm, the seventh year of the great unification, Xie Changgeng, then the Ghost Emperor, fainted for no reason in the main hall and fell into a coma.

Various ethnic groups took the opportunity to fight for power, and chaos returned to the ghost world. The guardian of the law turned the tide and saved the building from collapse. He transferred Xie Changgeng safely and rigorously investigated the cause.

After several investigations, they finally identified Xie Changgeng’s close relative, Xie Changlin, the leader of the Shenjian Sect, who was his compatriot’s brother.

The protector sneaked into Qixia Peak of the Divine Sword Sect. Xie Changlin, who was standing in the wind by the cliff pavilion, turned around, revealing a bloodless face.

He held the black and white raccoon flower in his arms, lowered his head and caressed the cat, and his thin chin made him look sinister.

"I wonder why you are visiting our Divine Sword Sect's inner sect, Lingfeng, late at night?"

The protector frowned, how could he be so calm?

The protector stepped into the shadow of the sycamore tree, turned over the seal with his hands, and countless dead souls screamed hoarse in the shadow.

"Of course I'm here to kill you!"

As soon as the words fell, the dead souls got into the ground and attacked from all directions.

Xie Changlin let go of his hand, and Cihua jumped out of his arms and stood on the ground with his back hunched over, turning into a monster with sharp mouth and fangs.

The eagle-like sharp claws were swung in the air, catching the dead souls who were about to kill all directions, and were sent into the drooling mouth like a piece of paper as lightly as a piece of paper.

Xie Changlin turned around and carried a kettle to water the flowers. There were many orchids planted around the pavilion, and there were springs dripping from the cliff on the other side, making the place extremely quiet.

A quarter of an hour later, the raccoon flower exploded into a hazy mist with a "pop" sound, and soon formed a black and white chimera cat rolling around at Xie Changlin's feet.

The breeze blows, and the protector has come behind him.

The extremely thin silver thread was tied in front of Xie Changlin's neck, and with just one force, his body and soul could be cut in half.

"It's almost dawn, it's time to collect the dew."

Xie Changlin seemed unaware and walked straight to the edge of the cliff.

"Thank you, Sect Master, aren't you afraid of death?"

The protector gritted his teeth and tightened half of the silver thread cruelly. Blood seeped out from his pale and thin neck, and it was so red that it was so coquettish.

"I'm not afraid of death. I just hate that Xie Changgeng is not dead yet."

"You! It was indeed you who did it!"

The protector held both ends of the silver wire. Before accumulating strength, he thought of his lord's strange coma and weakly let go.

He sighed and asked curiously:

"How did Sect Leader Xie do it?

With Lord Ghost Emperor's current cultivation level, almost no one can hurt him. And I am sure that the Ghost Emperor has not left the ghost world for decades. "