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"Well……"

After a hangover, his head was abnormally dizzy, Ye Wuhen raised his hand and put it on his forehead, not surprisingly, he found that his whole body was soft.

"woke up?"

Following the sound, elder brother Taihe was sitting by the bed.The eyes that just woke up were sore, Ye Wuhen closed them, "Brother?"

"You have been sleeping for half a month." Taihe said.

"...Really." No wonder the eyes are swollen... Ye Wuhen nodded as expected.

Ordinary people will never have a situation where the body and soul cultivation bases do not match. I am a special case. I didn’t expect to hit the wrong side... Finally, I grabbed the collar of Tiandao and asked the cause and effect. Ye Wuhen shook his head helplessly. The higher the cultivation base, the easier it is for this wine Drunk, and it corresponds to the cultivation of the soul... Even Luo Hu doesn't know this.How could Jin Wu's body be able to withstand the alcohol concentration induced by Martial Ancestor's cultivation?

The alcohol didn't recede much, but Ye Wuhen felt that he couldn't lie down anymore.Sitting up with the edge of the bed, Ye Wuhen said, "Why am I here...Brother, who sent me back?"

Taihe twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his hand as if he wanted to beat him up, but seeing Ye Wuhen was really uncomfortable, the hand froze in the air for a while, and finally resigned to his fate, it landed on Ye Wuhen's forehead and rubbed it up for him. Temple, with a helpless sigh: "You..."

So what if he is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, but he is not the younger brother who needs his care.

"Xiao Liu brought you back, and we were all taken aback." Pulling Ye Wuhen down to the ground, Taihe picked up the sober soup on the bedside: "Fortunately, the imperial doctor said that we were just too drunk. We It took a lot of effort to appease the royal father, he was about to pluck your Concubine Yang's hair... How much did you drink?"

"Cough cough cough... not much, it was plotted against by the Demon Ancestor." Ye Wuhen shook his head in embarrassment, Concubine Yang or something always reminded him of Concubine Yang Guifei, but this is not wrong according to etiquette. The partner is indeed called Concubine... "After all, he is a man, so I'd better just call him by his first name."

Although his body is a quasi-sage, his soul is a real Martial Ancestor. Even with half a month's buffer, he is still dizzy now.He raised his hand to take the soup cup and drank it down, Ye Wuhen stood up, looked at Taihe who seemed to be in a daze, "Brother?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Taihe suddenly came back to his senses, but he was still terrified in his heart-it's not a day or two since the feud between the demon ancestor and the martial ancestor. Followed him to go out: "It's really time for you to wake up, in a few days it will be the canonization ceremony of the gods."

Knowing that his elder brother was thinking about something else, Ye Wuhen sighed and didn't intend to point it out. He followed Taihe's words and continued: "The canonization ceremony of the gods? Brother, are they finished?"

"One day at a time, one year at a time, you should be hatching eggs." Taihe laughed, and smoothed Ye Wuhen's loose hair, "Are you going? If you do, I'll arrange a seat for you."

After rubbing his temples hard a few times, Ye Wuhen said with a smile: "I may leave the table at any time."

"It's okay." Taihe nodded, "I'll prepare a hangover soup for you."

"Then thank you, brother."

Seven days later.

The so-called canonization ceremony is more like a handover meeting for new and old employees.After all, Tianting was just short of manpower, and most of them were borrowed from the Yaozu. After many years, although he had no intention of controlling Tianting, Haotian would not feel relieved.Now that most of them have been replaced by human races, no matter what aspect it is, it will be better.

Ye Wuhen sat at Taihe's side, indifferently watching the dead or alive people walking by one by one in Fengshen.Taihe originally attended in place of the demon emperor Jun, so even though he did not hold any position in the heavenly court, his seat was still very close to the front.And as the person in charge of force of the monster clan and the "chief disciple" of the martial ancestor, Ye Wuhen naturally no one dares to neglect.

Ye Wuhen held his forehead and frowned slightly. He knew that the wine power was overbearing, but he didn't expect it to be so overbearing. These days, he used demon power to dissolve the alcohol every day. He didn't want to be fine a few days ago, but today he suddenly counterattacked. They are all double images one by one, but because they want to see Yang Jian's appearance and don't want to leave the table, they are really entangled.

"Xiaoer..." Taihe looked at Ye Wuhen worriedly, "Are you okay, do you want to go back and rest?"

"Hmm..." Ye Wuhen shook his head, "Brother, I'll wait."

As the ceremony progressed, gods were canonized one by one, the wine glass in front of Ye Wuhen was filled again and again, but his head became more and more dizzy.

Finally, after another person went out, Ye Wuhen stood up, and said to Taihe via voice transmission: "Brother, I'm not feeling well, I'm leaving first."

Taihe was taken aback for a moment, "Xiaoer?...that person is coming soon."

"No... stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll faint in the venue." Ye Wuhen smiled, "This alcohol won't dissipate for a while, I'll go back to Jiange."

"Do you want me to take you?"

"It's okay, Zhi Hong will take me back."

"...Then you go." Taihe nodded, "Be careful."

"Ah."

Meanwhile, outside the door.

"Brother Yang," Nezha who just came out grabbed Yang Jian's sleeve, "I saw Brother Ye."

"Really?" Yang Jian smiled, "That's right, as the prince of the demon clan, he should be present."

Even though he said so, Yang Jian didn't know what to do.He also saw the way Ye Wuhen was drunk back then, especially since there was no news of Ye Hen after the conferring of the gods, and the answer from the Yaozu was only 'The Second Highness is still sleeping', he couldn't stop it no matter what Worry.

I really fell into it.Yang Jian smiled wryly, although he still couldn't tell what kind of emotion this worry was based on, but... just treat it as a partner.

Now that he heard that Ye Wuhen was indeed here, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"However..." Nezha changed the subject, "Brother Ye has been rubbing his eyes, looking very uncomfortable."

... Nezha, are you trying to choke me to death?

Half relieved, he immediately raised his breath again, and Yang Jian sighed, just as the ritual officer was summoning him, he should go and see for himself.

However, when Yang Jian came in, he didn't see the person he wanted to see at the seat designated by Nezha, no, there was no one there.

The tea on the table is still steaming, it looks like the owner left not long ago... Yang Jian's eyes darkened, is Ye Hen avoiding him?

Wait, this smell?

Sensitively smelling the remaining breath in the air, Yang Jian was stunned, that is... hangover soup?

It's been so long, and I still want to drink... Could it hurt him so much?

Surprised, the ceremonial officer had already begun to announce his duties.Yang Jian made up his mind, and chose to complete the current task between doubts and work.

It's all over.

When Yang Jian was about to leave the hall, Taihe stopped him.

"Second brother has returned to the Jiange, Daluo Jinxian and above can go to pay a visit." Taihe said, "With your cultivation base, you still need to work hard."

Yang Jian raised his head, "Dare to ask when he will come back?"

"I don't know." Taihe shook his head and said no more.

Yang Jian stood there for a moment, then bowed his hands and retreated.

Yang Jian was not unaware of Ye Wuhen's abnormality.

But from the few words that were revealed, it was difficult for him to get any useful information.

In the hundreds of years of working in the Heavenly Court, he also asked the Yaozu about the 'Master Li Shaofu', but without exception, there was no such person.

Not to mention the wolf monster clan, among all the monsters, although there are quite a few monsters surnamed Li, none of them have ever intersected with Ye Wuhen... Even if there were a few suspicious ones, they were all proven wrong in the end.As for the palace master, there is no one.

Yang Jian frowned even deeper.He still remembered that Ye Wuhen told him that he was looking for him from the sky, but he didn't expect that the "sky" was not the sun, but the territory of the Martial Ancestor - Jiange.

His cultivation is far from enough to pass through the turbulence in the chaos, so he has no other way but to practice and wait.

Only occasionally, he would guess another person's identity.

Palace Master Li Shao... is he dead?But Ye Hen didn't look sad at all; did he disappear?But Ye Hen was not in a hurry either.

His attitude is more like waiting for something.

And the last sentence, "He is you, and you are not him"... What does it mean?If the person surnamed Li is his previous life, shouldn't it be the other way around?

Puzzled, Yang Jian shook his head.

In the blink of an eye, another century has passed.

Yang Jian still goes to the Demon Palace to report every day, but...

He apotheosis, he is not there.

He's promoted, he's not around.

The play where he accompanied the monkey for thousands of miles was over, but he was still not here.

Holding the pitiful Jade Rabbit who was almost beaten to death by Monkey Sun for acting, Yang Jian frowned at the bright red sun.

This will have to wait until the year of the monkey... However, my cultivation is stuck at the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Taihe said that if there is a warrant from the Martial Ancestor, he can go there if he is not enough, but he doesn't have it, and neither does Taihe.

As for entrusting others to take him there?The Yaozu didn't agree anymore, and others don't want to touch Martial Ancestor's bad luck, okay?Not to mention that the Judiciary God is busy with official duties...

Suddenly, a very ominous feeling rose from his back, Yang Jian turned his head immediately, and saw the man in black who appeared behind him at some point.

Yang Jian immediately became vigilant.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Yaozu guard who seemed unaware, "Who are you?"

The visitor smiled charmingly: "The ancestor of the devil, Luo Hu."

Demon ancestor!Yang Jian held the jade rabbit behind him: "What are you doing here again?"

He didn't forget about the pot of wine!

"If you want to find him, go to Chaos." Luo Hu turned a blind eye to Yang Jian's hostility, he waved his hand, and a little black light quietly gathered: "The relationship between the little prince and Wu Zu is not as simple as it seems on the surface. When you see him, remember Say hello to this seat, and ask him by the way—"

Luo Hu made a sudden attack, launching an attack with a lot of magic energy!

"Does he like my gift?"

The author has something to say:

Young owner: Luo Hu, I will definitely kill you next time!

Luo Hu: Cut, can you catch me →_→

Please keep your claws~~ I will return to Datang soon!