sword pointing heart possession

"Hey——" Little Yutu stared at the person in front of him and trembled, what a, what a scary person!The sister-in-law was beaten away!father...

Luo Hu glanced at Jade Rabbit with a half-smile, but didn't do anything else, turned around and fled away in a cloud of demonic energy.

After all, that boy Yang Jian can be said to be giving Yeheng a gift. With the protective formation made of golden black hair, he will not die so easily.But if he attacked Jade Rabbit again, there was no guarantee that this kid would not directly bring his sword to the Demon Realm.

A fight is a small matter, but if he refuses to repair the God Killing Spear, or simply breaks the gun, the loss will be great.

It wasn't until Luo Hu left that Yutu came back to her senses, rubbed her eyes vigorously, and ran to the Demon Palace: "Father!!"

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The sword pavilion.

"Master, Nuwa asks to see you." Honglian, who was still in lotus clothes, stood at the gate of the Jiange, and while greeting Nuwa, she sent a voice transmission to Ye Wuhen.

After all, it is a twelfth-grade lotus in the chaotic period, and it is still possible to sit on an equal footing with those saints who opened the sky, let alone the red lotus of Martial Ancestor.

"Yeah." Wearing half of the silver-white mask, Ye Wuhen's hand holding the sword slightly tightened: "Zhihong, what will happen today...I always feel restless."

"Maybe the master is nervous, isn't it coming to the 'that time' you said?" Honglian smiled gracefully, it has been like this for the past few days, and he couldn't help but feel the "that time" in Ye Wuhen's mouth. Strong curiosity, "I just brought Nuwa here, or is it still in the building outside the building?"

"Yeah." Ye Wuhen stood up and walked out, "It looks like we're going to talk for a long time."

It stands to reason that the time for him to seal the Jiange has not yet passed, so no one should come to the door, right?

Honglian shrugged, "After all, she came... ah!"

Ye Wuhen raised his head suddenly, and disappeared with a flick of the corner of his clothes.

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The reason why Nuwa came to visit was ultimately because of Ye Wuhen.

After all, Ye Wuhen's actions are too big, and almost everyone in the Three Realms knows that the second prince of the Demon Royal Palace is chasing the rookie Yang Jian of the human race. Her cultivation level has not yet reached, and women have such a bit of gossip, after hearing that Ye Wuhen returned to the Jiange, Nu Wa came quietly to ask to understand.

Master Wu Zu has a good temper, so he probably wouldn't throw her out =W=

As she expected, the attendants here did not refuse her visit.just now...

A person suddenly flew out of the tumbling chaos, and smashed hard at the door of Jiange!And that face, damn familiar.

"Hey...!" The incident happened so suddenly that Zhihong didn't have time to pay attention to Nuwa. He turned over and knelt down in front of the visitor, but just as he wanted to touch her, he was bounced back by a puff of black air.Zhi Hong opened her mouth: "Yang, you!"

Being suddenly attacked by the Demon Ancestor, even with protection, Yang Jian almost didn't come up, but at least he didn't pass out.He looked up at the familiar red dress, and forced a smile: "Cough...it's you..."

The magic energy brought about extreme weakness and weakness when bending over. Yang Jian couldn't move by himself, but he could still see Nvwa beside him: "See your mother..."

Nuwa also hurriedly squatted down, but unfortunately, she couldn't get rid of the demonic energy on Yang Jian's body, her eyes were filled with surprise: "This... the demonic energy of Lord Demon Ancestor...?"

Boom!

Following the loud noise of the door being knocked open, Nu Wa and Zhi Hong looked back, and sure enough, they saw the silver-faced and gold-clothed man striding forward.Nu Wa immediately stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen Master Wu Zu! Please save this child!"

Master Wuzu?Even Martial Ancestor was startled... What about Ye Hen?Because of the angle, he couldn't see anyone coming, Yang Jian frowned and wanted to get up, but in the end he just coughed a few more times.

Ye Wuhen ignored Nuwa at all, and rushed past her.Kneeling down on one knee beside Yang Jian, Ye Wuhen bent down, tested his divine sense a few times, and frowned even tighter—the protective barrier made by the golden crow's tail was completely destroyed by the demonic energy, and part of the magical energy had already soaked into his meridians... …damn it!

Pursing his lips, Ye Wuhen stretched out his hand, and the golden light quietly condensed in his palm, which was the purest source of his sword intent.The sword originally represented uprightness, and the sword intent he practiced was even more so, and the devilish energy tended to be cold and cold. As long as he controlled the yin well, he should not be able to hurt him.

The hand exuding golden light wandered over Yang Jian's body, and all the magic energy disappeared wherever it passed.Yang Jian coughed twice, the power of the Martial Ancestor drove away the coldness of the demonic energy, which made him feel better.

Feeling that his body had regained some strength, he struggled to stand up: "Junior Yang Jian, see Lord Martial Ancestor... eh?"

When he looked up, he froze.

The person in front of him was dressed in gold and had black hair, holding a sheath sword in his hand. Although his face was half covered by a silver mask, his figure, his feeling...how could they be so familiar?

Ye Wuhen didn't change his face, and stretched out his hand to support him, "Can I go?"

Even the voice... almost leaning all his weight on Ye Wuhen, Yang Jian looked up at the silver face, "Ye Hen? Is that you?"

Ye Wuhen tried to support Yang Jian from different angles, but found that none of the movements were easy to use. Hearing the other party's question again, his voice was a little cold under the irritability: "I am Martial Ancestor."

Nu Wa hurriedly wanted to go forward but was blocked by Zhi Hong, she could only hurriedly say: "I'm sorry, Martial Ancestor, the younger generation doesn't understand the rules..."

If Master Martial Ancestor is offended, Xiaochan will be sad, right?

Ye Wuhen simply ignored Nuwa's words, changed a few more movements and found that it didn't work, so he simply hung the sheath sword behind his back, put one hand through Yang Jian's back, and scooped the other hand in the bend of his knee——

"Ah!" Nuwa exclaimed in a low voice, what did she see?Master Wu Zu actually hugged Yang Jianheng?

This is a precedent that the Demon Emperor's family has never had!

Yang Jian was also amazed, but this confirmed his guess even more.Seeing Ye Wuhen walking towards the Jiange, Yang Jian thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Thank you, Lord Wuzu, I don't know where Ye Hen is? I'm here to look for him."

"I drank too much, and fell asleep in the room." Ye Wuhen said lightly, he didn't cover up too much, and those who knew the second prince of Jinwu would naturally recognize him.Although he has long been prepared to fall off the horse, it's okay to play with Qingyuan, "What's so good about a drunk chicken."

Describing myself as a drunk chicken, really... Yang Jian laughed, "Okay then, where is Master Martial Ancestor planning to take me?"

"Xianjian Pond." Ye Wuhen shook his head, "The demonic aura of the Demon Ancestor is too domineering, and it cannot be completely expelled by this alone. It will take years and months to gradually figure it out."

"How long will that take?"

"At least a hundred years."

Unknowingly, I have passed through the vast front yard and came to the front of Tianze Building.I saw a towering tree rising from the ground in an open space in front of the building. At this time, there were no flowers blooming, only green leaves swaying with the wind, sometimes falling in the green waves under the tree roots.The light sprinkled dots of white spots through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and swayed with the pool water. Dozens of long swords of various colors were inserted in the water in the pool, and they glowed not cold under the sunlight.

"It's a beautiful place." Yang Jian exclaimed.There is no sunshine in the chaos, whether it is the Jiange or the Zixiao Palace, all the light and all the scenery are transformed by their masters.And the place that can produce such beauty must be the favorite in Ye Hen's memory, but there is still something missing... "If the flowers bloom, it must be more beautiful."

Ye Wuhen pursed his lips, looked up at the peach tree, "Chirp—"

As if receiving a signal, pink and tender flower buds popped out from the thick branches in an instant, the green leaves withered one after another, and the flower buds became bigger and bigger, and in an instant, they all bloomed!

The language of flowers flowed down, sprinkled into the Sword Washing Pond, and also watered the two people's bodies.

This is not the first time Yang Jian has seen Huayu, but he has never felt such a shock.After a while, he smiled: "Thank you, Ye Hen."

The corner of Ye Wuhen's mouth curled slightly: "I am Martial Ancestor."

"Then what's your name?" Yang Jian frowned, "Ye Hen always refuses to say your name, saying that it will disturb you, so you say it's okay?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or small." Ye Wuhen shook his head, "Forget it, Ye Heng——Ye Heng is the result, Ye Heng."

Playing should be enough——

Yang Jian laughed out loud now, he stretched out his hand to hold the edge of Ye Wuhen's mask, the tears of laughter came out and he didn't know how to wipe it off: "Ye Hen, Ye Hen, what should I say about you?"

"I should have thought of that long ago."

It's just a disciple of Martial Ancestor, how could he not have half awe of those great powers?

Hongjun and Luohu came here as soon as they opened their mouths, except Wuzu didn't think about it.

No wonder Ye Hen refused to say the real name of Martial Ancestor at the beginning, can you also get some distraction in your vest?

He exerted a little force with his hands, and heard a crisp sound of clicking.

The black hair slid down along with the mask. Under the mask, there was a red lotus blooming recklessly. There was a shimmer in the jet-black pupils, and the stars were full of smiles.

"You are the first person to take off my mask." Ye Wuhen said with a smile, "You are also the second person who believes in me after seeing me."

Knowing what Ye Wuhen was referring to, Yang Jian shook his silver face: "You plan to let me lie in the pool for 100 years? What about my business?"

"Don't do it, there is nothing to do." Ye Wuhen smiled and shook his head, "The Jiange will be closed soon, and I will continue to retreat. If you have the heart, you can take the opportunity to reincarnate in the mortal world." He paused , "The world... is about to usher in an interesting dynasty."

After finishing the words, he walked towards the sword pool, slight ripples spread out from under his golden heels, calm and peaceful.

It was really more beautiful under the peach blossom tree, the petals swirled and fell, brushing past the two of them, the trajectories seemed to have endless rules.

"A veritable petal bath." Putting his arms around Ye Wuhen's neck and adjusting his body, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, "Interesting dynasty? I seem to understand something."

"If you understand, then understand." Ye Wuhen bent down and dipped Yang Jian in the place closest to the root of the tree, "Whether your guess is right or wrong, all your doubts will be answered there."

After a cup of tea, Wu Zu came out alone, holding a small white light ball in his hand.

"Master Wuzu!" Nuwa saluted again, but couldn't hide the turmoil in her heart.

Martial Ancestor = Second Prince of the Demon Emperor? ?

It turned out that this way, the Martial Ancestor took such care of the Yaozu also explained.

Just now, it is not an illusion to see Master Martial Ancestor rushing like that =-=

Zhi Hong shrugged her shoulders, she obviously had the same body, appearance and voice, so why couldn't so many people see it?

"No need to be polite." Ye Wuhen finally returned to Nuwa this time, and he walked out the door, followed by Nuwa and Zhihong.

Looking at the tumbling chaos below, and the noisy underworld after looking through the chaos, Ye Wuhen laughed at himself.

The current dynasty is almost coming to the Tang Dynasty, and counting the time when Yang Jian reincarnated, it is just a few rounds younger than Li Chengen.

All causes and effects are finally entangled together, like an endless loop, inseparable and unbreakable.

Who made who?

Sighing softly, Ye Wuhen didn't look back: "Nuwa, you can also go down to the lower realm to have a look."

He smiled lightly: "That is really a prosperous dynasty."

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, but before she said anything, she saw Ye Wuhen holding the little ball of light in his hand and turning his arm...

She hurriedly stopped: "Master Wu Zu! This is Yang Jian's soul, isn't it..."

Whoosh - a stream of light rushed straight down.

"...Sandbag." Nuwa spit out two words in a daze, the villain in her heart just wanted to cover her face, from Jiange to the underworld, the acceleration is not small, Martial Ancestor, what should you do if you knocked your partner stupid...

After Nuwa left, Ye Wuhen turned to Honglian: "Zhi Hong, how are you doing?"

"I will follow Master wherever he goes." Honglian nodded, "Is it the same as last time?"

"Yeah, the same." Ye Wuhen smiled slightly, with endless nostalgia in his eyes: "It's just that you have to worry more this time."

"Yes, Master."

A few days later, the Jiange disappeared into the void again, and Ye Wuhen sat under the peach blossom tree and quietly closed his eyes.

The soul and the body are said to be compatible.

Although Jinwu and Martial Ancestor are also his bodies, only Ye Wuhen can fit him perfectly.

Therefore, during Jinwu's time, he needed to hide himself and wake up in time, but during Ye Wuhen's time, he didn't have to.

After that body completely shed the magic pattern, his soul will return by itself.

I am back.

Leaving aside Ye Wuhen's retreat, the Three Realms at this moment have become a mess.

With Ye Wuhen's permission, Nuwa quickly shared the shocking gossip, including the "interesting dynasty" mentioned by Wuzu. Therefore, except for Dijun who turned his back in anger and Taihe's mouth twitched to sell his younger brother, almost Everyone is ready to go to the next world to see and see.

As a result, the underworld is overcrowded.

"I'll go too." Lu Ya, who was a step ahead, pursed his lips tightly, "Please, Yan Luo."

Yan Luo Wang turned the book of life and death in his hand, inexplicably thought of the judiciary god who fell all over the place a few days ago, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You don't mind?"

"What do you mind?" Lu Ya smiled, "The number of poles in the sky is nine, but there are ten Golden Crows. It is not surprising that the extra one is Martial Ancestor."

"If Martial Ancestor seized the house halfway, of course I would be sad and angry, but the first person I met was the second brother."

"It was he who brought us up who knew nothing, it was he who taught us to do what we wanted, and it was he who... blocked nine arrows for us."

"He's my second brother, no matter what."

After Lu Ya left, Yan Luo wiped his sweat with the sound transmission from the Western Peacock Mingzun, and continued to receive Shangqing and Yuqing with a headache.

heaven.

Old Yue chatted with Taibai Jinxing boredly: "Look, look, old man, how many great talents have gone to hell? We still have to work overtime, getting old, getting old~"

Taibai Jinxing also had a headache when he thought of the judicial god who ran away first and the mountain of official affairs, "Isn't it, old man, do you think we should go to the lower realm to hide from the limelight?"

"Young people can still make a living on their own, you and I don't know anything, why join in the fun." Yue Lao shook his head, and suddenly stood up: "Hey, I sensed a red line again, just wait."

"Hey, I just said that I found a stone called the Five Elements Stone that can be sold, so why worry..." Taibai followed slowly, but when he saw the red line in Yuelao's hand, his jaw almost dropped : "Yang, boy Yang's red line?"

"Hey...that's not bad." Yuelao looked at the sword on the other side of the red line and smiled, "I said, why can't I always get the little prince's clay figurine? How about I go to divination for the children?"

"Go to hell……"

The author has something to say:

Small theater, if Luo Hu still comes to repair the gun:

Ye Wuhen took the gun and looked at it, "Aren't you afraid that I'll snatch this off?"

"Shen Shen is just a child, can you bear it!! Hey, stop! You're so frustrating!"

The number of words is exploding~

Please keep your claws~~The next one will be back to Datang! (Finally wrote to the point where I was exhausted)

Chicken fly dog ​​jump