sword pointing heart possession

Even if the consciousness is closed, Ye Wuhen is not unaware.

Although his Jiange can block the investigation of Dao, as long as there is a past self in this time and space, he can also have a vague sense, like a layer of heavy nets to suppress his consciousness and prevent him from waking up accidentally.

He also felt the changes in the outside world.Gently closing his eyes, Ye Wuhen counted the passage of time, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Standing up, drawing the sword, and swinging the sword without muddling, as the golden sword light slashed down, the space in front of him was shattered, and what was exposed was not a black and purple void, but a sea of ​​golden flames!

The scorching wind blew Ye Wuhen's black hair without a trace of variegation at all. He put the long sword back into its sheath, and walked into the realm with terrifying heat.

Unhindered and at ease.

The heat of the Golden Crow's fire was astonishingly high, even the oxygen was burned out, and the air was distorted out of shape. If you look around, all you see is dazzling gold, and where the flames pass, dry and cracked soil is exposed.Ye Wuhen stepped on the ground that could instantly boil any creature, and silently looked at the golden bird with four arrows that had changed back to its original form under his feet.

Ye Wuhen squinted his eyes when he looked up again at Houyi who had passed out and the sky where there was no Luohu aura at all.

At the same time, it is not what it used to be.

Turning his hands back to put the long sword back on his back, Ye Wuhen bent down and hugged the body that was still a little angry, being careful not to affect the terrible wound.He raised his head and looked at Di Jun who had stopped suddenly in mid-air, smiled slightly, parted his thin lips, and spoke slowly and firmly:

"Don't ask right and wrong, don't ask wrong and right, start with heart, never regret."

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward and returned to the Jiange through the crack in time and space.

The crack closed suddenly, leaving only Di Jun standing in the air with a shocked expression on his face, and the surroundings were extremely quiet for a while.

The Golden Crow Yang Yan was still burning, making bursting noises from time to time, proving that everything just now was definitely not an illusion.

"Owner!"

After returning to Jiange, Hong Lian, who had integrated into Jinwu's body, immediately let go of her voice: "Master, are you in the lower realm!!"

A golden crow has exactly the same soul fluctuation as its master. Is this a coincidence or did the master run off to play in the lower realm behind his back?

But if this Golden Crow is really the owner, why would he be killed by Luo Hu's tricks without knowing anything?

If not... why did the master bring him back the first time he left the customs?And why, do you want to drive yourself to the lower realm to retreat?

The most important thing is that each spiritual creature can only recognize one master, but he can still bind this Golden Crow while binding his own master—this is absolutely abnormal!

Ye Wuhen smiled slightly, and kept on stepping: "Didn't you have the answer?"

Of course they can be bound - after all, they are the same soul.

Honglian fell silent, until Ye Wuhen carefully removed all the arrows from Jinwu's body, and then burst into a scream: "Master! You're playing with me again!!"

That is the master at all!Yes, yes! !

"Hahahahaha..." Ye Wuhen comforted the red lotus, while immersing the Golden Crow's body in the rippling water pool, seeing a layer of green light wrapping the golden figure, and the wound gradually healed. Stop bleeding, can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The peach tree in front of Tianze Tower has the power of endless life, and the liquid in the pool is poured from the jade bottle, which also has extremely strong life force.Even if it is soaked by the sword in the sword washing pool, it only increases the killing power, and it is still a rare spiritual material in terms of healing.

At least in this way, there is no need to worry about the safety of my own body.

After all, it is still a necessity for him to travel in the wilderness in the future, so he must take good care of it╭(╯^╰)╮

However, just after drying his hands, Ye Wuhen received an invitation from Hongjun.

"...Li Tianting?" Ye Wuhen frowned and looked at the lavender invitation in front of him, then turned to Zhihong and asked, "Hongjun's boy has already established a sect, when are you going to create one for fun?"

"Master, don't make fun of me!" The red eyes stared angrily, could it be the same?

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. The boy who followed Hongjun also learned some ability to manage rules.And Honglian has followed Ye Wuhen who doesn't care about everything all the year round. Apart from the best way to use various treasures, what Honglian has learned is that carefree temper _(:зゝ∠)_

manage?nonexistent.

Regarding this, Ye Wuhen said: "..." Bah, bah, bah, I'm not black!

In fact, Hongjun's meaning is very simple. Ye Wuhen has been in seclusion for too long, and Luo Hu fled early to find no one. The two boys under his command don't know who can't be offended except his master, a saint, and they don't know who they are. Who to turn to for help.Therefore, this invitation is just to let the two boys recognize their faces, and to make a relationship.

For this, Ye Wuhen would naturally not refuse.

Entrusting the Jiange to Zhihong, Ye Wuhen came to Hongjun's Zixiao Palace, which is still a simple and heavy building, and still has a silent atmosphere.Stepping through the thick fog, as soon as Ye Wuhenpu entered the door, he was hit by a smear of blackness——

"Rahu!?"

"Yo," Luo Hu, who was supposed to continue missing, suddenly appeared in the reception room of Zixiao Palace, and greeted him with great interest.

Glancing around, I saw Master Mo Zu, who was still dressed in black, reclining lazily on the cushion, his collar in front of him was in a mess, and in front of him were two well-behaved boys, and Hongjun was sitting upright. On the side of the cushion, slender fingers brushed against Luo Hu's long hair from time to time...

Ye Wuhen remained expressionless, "I'm sorry I didn't see anything."

The strength to close the door was blocked by a gust of wind, and Hongjun's voice was indifferent: "Come in."

"Really tender." Luo Hu also responded with a mockery in the style of a demon ancestor.

So, after another armed conflict almost broke out in Zixiao Palace, the three big bosses present finally calmed down.

Ye Wuhen was sitting at the farthest end from Luo Hu, with Hong Jun in the middle, and Luo Hu was still winking behind Hong Jun.

Hongjun sighed, he was well aware of the relationship between the two, now that he was calm, he might fight as soon as he went out.With a touch of his hand in the void, a golden rule came out, and he said: "This is the outline of the rules for establishing the heavenly court, just wait and see if it makes sense."

"You called me here just for this?" Luo Hu was very dissatisfied, and glanced perfunctorily: "You know that I can't bear to watch this all the time... Hey dear, just lighten up!"

Hongjun grabbed the soft flesh around his waist and twisted it hard.

Ye Wuhen turned his head away uncomfortably, oh, what should I do if I miss the wolf cub again...

The two Taoist boys on the opposite side bowed their heads deeply, and carefully moved to Ye Wuhen's side, trying to reduce their sense of existence.

This redundant feeling ah QWQ

Ye Wuhen looked at the rules one by one, while still thinking wildly, Luo Hu can appear here in a big way, it is obvious that Hongjun can't suppress him or doesn't want to suppress him, so the magic way will develop soon, as long as If the two sides are not out of balance, I can always relax...

Ok?

In an instant, two fingers that looked completely different pointed at the same place, Ye Wuhen turned his head in astonishment, only to see the owner of the other finger looking at him with an unchanging evil smile.

"Yeheng...we really look alike."

The two were referring to the same rule, which clearly stated that "immortals should not be given to each other in private, and they should not be married."

Neither Demon Ancestor nor Martial Ancestor are mild-tempered, especially when they hit the breaking point.Maybe Luo Hu simply didn't want to see the fairy family grow up, but Ye Wuhen... he is also considered a fairy now, let this rule stay, how can he marry a wolf cub =A=

So a sword qi and a devil qi, two attacks were sent out from the fingertips at the same time, and the rules of that part were smashed!

Luo Hu turned around and slapped Ye Wuhen again, and said with a sneer, "That Golden Crow is still alive?"

Ye Wuhen exploded in an instant!

Once he makes a move, he no longer has any scruples, not even Hongjun can stop him.Ye Wuhen and Luo Hu rushed into the chaos one after the other in an instant, the magic energy and sword energy mixed together, splashing sparks in the void.

Hongjun looked back at the two boys who were bewildered, and said earnestly: "Haotian Yaochi, remember, never put Martial Ancestor and Demon Ancestor in the same place, especially Luo Hu."

The two boys nodded deeply.

-----

Ye Wuhen returned to Jiange with injuries.

Even if he is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, it is quite difficult to face the devil ancestor who is famous for his treachery.But where the attack power is, Luo Hu was injured a lot more than him, and was taken away by the angry Hongjun, so he won't come out to be a demon in a short time.

However, he originally thought he could have a good rest, but bumped into the Yaohuang father and son who came to 'visit relatives'.

Ye Wuhen thought about it, he went back and forth to Zixiao Palace, at least 20 years have passed since the prehistoric period, judging from the current chaotic situation of the Yaozu, it is already a very fast speed.

It's just a pity for his recovery time.

Seeing Ye Wuhen come back, Di Jun immediately stepped forward, bowed and saluted: "My lord, Martial Ancestor."

"Excuse me." Ye Wuhen stretched out his hand to stop Di Jun's movement, and said lightly, "To see him?"

"Yes." Di Jun pursed his lips, "Master Wu Zu rescued him, and Di Jun is very grateful. I don't know if you can tell me..."

"Still recovering, you can't move casually for a short period of time, but your life is safe." Unaccustomed to his father's attitude, Ye Wuhen interrupted him, "Of course he will return to the sun when his injuries are healed, and so will I." Help a little, don't worry."

There was a smile on Di Jun's face, and he understood that Brother Ye hadn't completely cut boundaries with them, but he couldn't be the same as before due to some reasons... He nodded, "Thank you, Lord Wuzu. "

Ye Wuhen felt that he lost a few more hairs in the future.

Di Jun has several jobs, so naturally he can't stay longer.But when he was about to leave with the Taihe, the eldest prince who had never spoken suddenly said:

"Master Wuzu," he said, "Taihe dares to take a step to speak?"

These words are really a bit impolite.Di Jun's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly covered Taihe's mouth, but Ye Wuhen's face was indifferent. He and Taihe looked at each other for a while, finally sighed resignedly, and nodded slightly.

"good."

After seeing off Dijun who turned his head three times a step away, Ye Wuhen took Taihe to the edge of the Sword Washing Pool, so that he could just see the body of the Golden Crow soaked in the water.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Xiaoer." Taihe was silent for a while, and called softly, but it was not the figure in the water that he was facing.

Ye Wuhen paused, looked sideways, and saw the big golden crow staring at him fixedly, without a trace of dodge in his eyes, the golden eyes danced and danced, and the fine light was full of seriousness.

"Little Er." He called out again, his voice was very soft, but extremely firm.

Not to the Golden Crow in the water, but to the sage Martial Ancestor.

Knew it.

Ye Wuhen suddenly felt a little funny.

As the father and emperor, he couldn't recognize his son. On the contrary, the brothers who got along day and night could tell his real body in one go.

Taihe took a few steps forward and grabbed Ye Wuhen's cuff, and called out again:

"Little two."

Really good.

Looking at his elder brother who was slightly shorter than himself in front of him, Ye Wuhen's heart trembled, and the little nervousness of being stripped of his vest turned into relief.

He opened his mouth, and the last thing he said was a smile—

"Um."

The author has something to say:

After thinking about it for a long time, I still chose Jiageng in Jiageng and short stories. I know you guys want to hack me to death 23333, this place is stuck~

Please keep your claws~~