cute fox arrives

Jisang finally left, but he had already been severely injured by the second thunder.

I don't know what to do, and things around me are messy.

He has always been lazy, so he simply went back to Yukun Mountain to isolate those messy things.

Xiao Ao has already cultivated into an extremely handsome human figure, and is in Yukun Mountain with Xuan Heng.

"God, what's wrong with you? Where's the God of Qingming?"

Jisang's eyes were blank, "I'm going to retreat, and the barrier of Yukun Mountain will be thickened. If you and Xiao Ao want to stay in Yukun Mountain, you won't be able to get out for hundreds of years. Not coming."

Xuan Huan and Xiao Ao were worried about Ji Sang, but Ji Sang acted like he didn't want to say anything.

"God..."

Jisang waved his hand, "Let's go, you don't belong to Yukun Mountain." That person doesn't belong either, it's me who kept him with Yukun Mountain for so many years.

From beginning to end, only I should guard Yukun Mountain.

Xuan Heng and Xiao Ao also knew that they would not be of much help if they stayed, so they naturally chose to leave.

Jisang fell into a long sleep in the dormitory. He is the spirit fox of heaven and earth, and Yukun Mountain has a lot of spiritual power. He can recover after a hundred years of cultivation here.

It's just that this time I went to sleep, but I didn't have a warm embrace anymore.

300 years later.

Jisang woke up faintly, stretched out her hand to be hugged, and held her hand in the air for a long time before realizing that she was the only one in Yukun Mountain again.

The injuries on his body have already healed, presumably because he has slept for a long time.

Jisang thought for a while, let's go out to the mountains to have a look, I don't know how the world is turned upside down now.

After leaving Yukun Mountain, Jisang was very surprised. He thought that this world should already be the world of demons, but he didn't expect it to be so peaceful, even more peaceful than before.

"Osmanthus cake."

Jisang smelled a very fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus cake, bought some to try, um, it was not tasty, not sweet enough, nor glutinous enough.

After wandering around in the human world, he wandered around in the demon world, and even came to the ghost world without letting go, and saw Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan has long since lost the handsome appearance of Fengshen in the past, and is very depressed.

However, he did not go to the fairy world, nor did he go to the devil world.

The fairy world is because they don't like it, and the demon world is because of something.

In the end, Jisang wandered to the Demon Realm. He couldn't explain why, but he just wanted to have a look.

In fact, it is the demon world, which is no different from the human world. There are taverns and teahouses as well, but the people walking or flying on the streets are not humans, but demons. The taverns may not buy wine. Of course, you can also have them, but more Many demons just like to eat aura.

Jisang found a restaurant on the second floor. He was going to go back to Yukun Mountain after sitting down. He didn't want to stay in the Demon Realm for too long.

Jisang ordered the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but it wasn't tasty. It seemed that the little devil downstairs was holding a sweet-scented osmanthus cake that looked pretty good.

It also smells good.

Jisang thought about the possibility of him snatching the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and then running away. This monster doesn't seem to be very big, at most it's only a monster that has only become a monster in the past hundred years, and it must not be able to beat him.

However, when Jisang was about to strike, he froze. There was a bell hanging around the little devil's waist. It was very familiar, very familiar bell.

It used to hang on Jisang's waist for hundreds of years, can you not be familiar with it?

Ji Sangzai took a big look at the young man carefully. Before he became a demon, he was a fox demon, wearing red and bright clothes, holding an osmanthus cake in his hand. The smell was very familiar. teenager.

When Shaoze sat across from him, Jisang still hadn't recovered.

"Send mulberry to God, send mulberry to God".

Jisang glanced at Shaoze, he was already a complete adult.

"Why are you here."

Shaoze carefully introduced to him what happened when he was recuperating from his coma.

Zi Zhan woke up, but instead of launching an attack on the fairy world, he restrained the demon world. Therefore, the Heavenly Emperor intends to make friends with the demon world, and today is the 300th anniversary of Zi Zhan's rebirth, so he was sent to congratulate him.

Jisang listened calmly, without expression.

Shaoze also saw the young man downstairs, "He is Zi Zhan's pet. Zi Zhan has many pets. Now, he is the most favored one."

Shaoze looked at the two of them, and even a blind man could tell that they were following the same path.

"Ji Sang, what happened to you and Zi Zhan back then."

At the beginning, he couldn't persuade the Emperor of Heaven, that the Emperor of Heaven must kill Qingming, Jisang stood in front of Qingming dressed in red, resisting tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, he thought they would return to the Demon Realm together, but later he heard about Zizhan's side There are many things, but only, there is no Jisang.

Jisang shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just that there is nothing to do with it."

How should I put it, did Zi Zhan point his sword at his heart after he fought hard for him and was almost hacked to death by God Father?

In other words, from the beginning to the end, Zi Zhan regarded the years when he was Qingming as a humiliation, and the aloof Zi Zhan Mojun was actually playing around with the disciples of the Father God in Yukun Mountain.

It’s all in the past, Jisang knows that he will live for a long time, a long time, vicissitudes, sooner or later, he will get used to being alone in Yukun Mountain again, he will get used to sleeping alone, and he will get used to the days without sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Jisang took off the soul-fixing pearl on his ankle and handed it to Shaoze, "Give it back to him for me."

Shaoze couldn't bear it, he liked Jisang very much when he was a child, because Jisang was always soft and sticky, a little alienated and cute, but he was always sweet and soft in front of Qingming.

"Actually, there is no need."

Jisang didn't say anything else, but just floated in front of the boy who had walked a little far away, and handed him the things.

The man glanced at Jisang's ears, he was also a fox, so he naturally knew that Jisang's identity was extraordinary, and also recognized that the bead in the jade was not ordinary.

Then he took it in a daze.

Jisang didn't care so much and left by himself.

The juvenile's osmanthus cake is still in his hand, and he didn't eat it at all. He actually doesn't like osmanthus cake, especially this osmanthus cake is very sweet and sticky, just like he doesn't like the bell around his waist either. Same, too cold.

But his master just told him softly, "You don't need to wear it or eat it, but, then I won't like you."

He had no choice but to wear it, because his master is a demon king, and because he has the soul of a god, he should be a demon god, even if he never has intercourse with them, but as long as he stays by his side, he will have a steady stream of spiritual power. One's cultivation level can be improved very well, and, in the demon world where the weak eat the strong, it is self-evident how important it is to have the protection of the demon king.

However, when his master finished his work that night and went to find him and saw the bead, he suddenly took away the bell and the bead from his waist, and never came again.

Probably don't like him.

Jisang returned to Yukun Mountain, still the same, and Yukun Mountain will never change.

Jisang fell in love with sleeping again, he also liked it before, because there is really nothing to do, and it is the same now.

The peach grove in the south of the mountain has grown well, and they can grow well in Yukun Mountain without taking care of it.

He can't sleep a little. He was able to sleep 300 years ago because of a serious injury. Now that he is in good spirits, it seems that the habit has come again. He can't fall asleep without holding him.

Jisang lay down on the bed with her eyes closed, hugging a corner of a big quilt, annoyed with herself, she was a worthless kid.

However, if you can't sleep, you can't sleep, and your mind is full of things, those pets, those hugs, those kisses, and those other things.

There is a slight familiar feeling, like Qingming, but it is impossible, the enchanted monsters of Yukun Mountain cannot enter.

Jisang suddenly felt a little sleepy, his mind was fuzzy, it was good, he could fall asleep even without Qingming.

Qingming, no, Zizhan was a little annoyed that he came, but Jisang's reaction was to fall asleep.

In the past 300 years, he has mastered his father's cultivation base and his own, and the small Jade Kunshan enchantment is nothing to him.

Zi Zhan reached out and touched Jisang's face, Jisang not only did not wake up, but rubbed his palms, and fell into a deeper sleep.

Jisang's soul has actually been unstable, not stable since his resurrection, so Qingming is almost always the same. Almost killed him, but still relying on the soul-fixing orb to stabilize the soul.

After sleeping for 300 years, I can barely maintain it, but it is still not very stable.

Zi Zhan checked Jisang's soul, and found that there was no Dinghun Orb, but fortunately, it was nothing serious.

"Hmm~"

As if feeling a hand touching his body all the time, Jisang let out a comfortable snort.

With the familiar support, Jisang said in a daze, "Qingming, I'm in so much pain."

It must have been a dream about something bad.

"Where does it hurt?"

Zizhan himself never thought that he would talk to Jisang in such an absurd way, with a coaxing tone.

Jisang didn't speak any more, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zizhan thought in his heart, where does it hurt? Jisang is very delicate, but he never deliberately acted like a baby, and what he said was the truth.

The pain from the shock of the soul, the pain from the lightning strike, or, the pain in my heart, the long sword that did not stab through.

Zi Zhan is very familiar with Yukun Mountain, so he stayed in Yukun Mountain by himself.

He couldn't tell why, but, it seemed, only when Jisang was by his side would he feel at ease.

300 years ago, when he first recovered, his mind was very messed up, and his body was not under his control. The memories of the two lives were mixed together, and the deep-seated hatred for God Father was lingering in his mind in a mess, so he did that. move.

Later, he also gradually controlled the fusion of the body.

However, Jisang was no longer with him at that time, and he couldn't open the barrier of Yukun Mountain at that time.

He thought, it doesn't matter, he is Zi Zhan now, not Qingming, the number one devil Zi Zhan, he has no love, no liking.However, demon pets appeared one after another beside him, each of them was a replica of Jisang, whoever resembled Jisang the most would get his favor.

After 300 years like this, he has never been able to regard any magic pet as a Jisang, and Jisang is unique.