The Three Realms and Kyushu have spent a thousand years of peace.

There are no gods and no demons.

The three races of humans, demons and ghosts live in harmony under the governance of Xianjun.

Therefore, suddenly feeling the demonic energy, the Heavenly Injury Patriarch of Yushenzong woke up from the retreat, carefully felt the wind blowing from the southwest, and seemed to smell a dead bird.

Tianshang wrinkled his nose, this bird is a demon cultivator after foundation establishment, his cultivation level is average, but a choking stench goes straight to the fontanelle, which is impressive.

It should be his delusion, the Three Realms have been peaceful for so long, and when the yang energy is at its peak, how could there be a demon lord descending?

After thinking about it, the patriarch lowered his head again and fell into a drowsy state.

Thousands of miles away, on the Huangquan River.

The child hugged the boy and stood on the crumbling suspension bridge, looking indifferently at the demon cultivator who fell into the river.

If it wasn't for this demon cultivator blocking the way, he wouldn't have to use his true energy, and his wife wouldn't have been poisoned into a coma in order to heal his wounds, and almost lost her life.

Yes, Suye is not dead.

Just now, Ming Xuanyou was pleasantly surprised to find that the boy in his arms miraculously regained his body temperature, and his face became rosy, as if he had fallen asleep. His pulse was a little weak, but not dead.Even the fierce poisonous gas in his body has disappeared.

The moment he found out that Suye was not dead, all the black shadows behind Ming Xuanyou dissipated, his empty eyes were filled with hope again, and his whole person became lively and lively.

"Xiao Ye..." Ming Xuanyou hugged Su Ye tightly, "It's okay even if you hate me, don't leave me..."

The rain cleared and the clouds cleared, and the brilliant afternoon sun shone down on the wet suspension bridge, making the iron chains on the edge of the bridge slab black and bright.

The child hugged the boy, turned around, and walked briskly towards the human world.

When Suye woke up, he felt a faint orange-red light on his eyelids. He rubbed the mattress comfortably and opened his eyes.

But he saw a big fat cat with a snow-white body squatting on the bedside, looking at him with a suffocated face, as if he owed it 1 taels of silver.

"Dabai, don't run around." A pair of small hands picked up the big fat cat and moved it aside.

This time, Su Ye and Ming Xuanyou met each other's eyes.

When Ming Xuanyou saw that Suye had woken up, he immediately stood up, wanted to say something, but tightly squeezed his mouth.

Suye watched Ming Xuanyou vigilantly, pushed up the quilt to cover her nose, only showing two dark eyes, staring at Ming Xuanyou.

Because he felt something was wrong.

After gradually recalling what happened before he fell into a coma, he found that Ming Xuanyou was very likely to be reborn, or he carried the memories of his previous life. Anyway, it was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

As the person in charge of wisdom and force in Renmo Street, after Suye's rebirth, the force is gone, but the brain is still there.

If he was really reborn and was played around by that little brat Ming Xuanyou, it would be a shame to the little devil in Other Demon Street.

"you……"

"you……"

The two spoke at the same time, Ming Xuanyou's voice was clear and sweet, and Su Ye's voice was like a broken gong.

Ming Xuanyou stopped and asked Suye to speak first.

Suye opened her mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.

[Simulating a weak state! 】The baritone couldn't bear to see the master so stupid, and reminded him.

Suye coughed twice, and tried to speak again, but could only make some unpleasant sounds like wiping the bottom of a pot.

He heaved a long sigh, forget it, even if he directly asked Ming Xuanyou whether you were born again, Ming Xuanyou was so thoughtful, how could he answer him honestly, so it was the same as not asking.

Moreover, he has already made up his mind that after he succeeds in attracting fans of Ming Xuanyou, he will part ways with him and never see him again.

Seeing that Su Ye was speechless, Ming Xuanyou comforted him: "Xiao Ye, don't worry, your body will recover soon, I'll go find Senior Brother Qinghao." Then he walked outside.

As soon as Ming Xuanyou left, Suye called Xianzi out.

"Sucking...fans...success...success..." Suye asked in a broken voice.

For the first time ever, the baritone did not answer immediately.

[Uh, something happened. 】

"What……?"

The baritone said sullenly: [I don't know why, although you succeeded in attracting fans, Ming Xuanyou's favorability for you can only reach the level of loyal dog fans. 】"ah……?"

Su Ye was stunned, a little puzzled, logically speaking, he "sacrificed" for Ming Xuanyou, Ming Xuanyou should become his level 6 follower, why is he a level 4 loyal dog fan?

Could it be that Ming Xuanyou didn't like him as much as he showed?

Forget it, whether he likes it or not, anyway, he succeeded in attracting fans, and he can start running.

Run - can't run.

"Junior brother, you fed him so many golden elixirs, even if he was a dead man, you brought him back to life, why did you come to me..." A muffled voice came from outside the door.

Suye immediately pushed up the quilt to cover her face, leaving only a pair of dark eyes peeking at the situation outside.

After a while, an old man with white beard and hair and wearing a blue Taoist robe came in, reluctantly came to Su Ye's bed, asked without looking at him, "Little friend, how do you feel when you woke up? Don't you have any strength?"

Before Suye could react, the old man pressed his hand on the quilt, a ray of blue light faintly floated above the quilt, the old man closed his eyes, as if he was listening for something, after a while, he opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Morning I just said it’s okay, and you still come to bother me, and it’s not too late to find me when he’s about to die.”

Ming Xuanyou said: "He is my savior."

The old man curled his lips: "Who can kill you, let me introduce you to the senior brother? Wash the ribs and cut them into sections, pat the lotus root with a knife and then cut the hob. First remove the ribs and then the lotus root. The seasoning should not be too salty, and it will nourish his body. "

Ming Xuanyou thanked him and said, "Thank you, Brother Qinghao."

The old man Shi Shiran left, Ming Xuanyou sent him out, when he reached the door, the old man came back again and said: "Bring me a pot too."

"Yes." Ming Xuanyou sent the old man away, put away his unhurried attitude, and returned to the bed in three steps at a time. He couldn't wait to push away the big white cat that was trying to sit on Suye's face, and carefully Looking at Su Ye's face, he asked, "How do you feel?"

Su Ye didn't speak, his stomach growled for him.

Just now, when he heard the old man order Ming Xuanyou to make lotus root and ribs, saliva involuntarily secreted from his cheeks.

Anyway, his body is still weak, and he has to lie down for three days, so it's better to have fun in time and have a good time first.

As for Brother Zicheng...

Suye could already imagine how anxious Big Brother Zicheng was, looking for him everywhere...

There was really no other way but to wait three days before going back, Suye felt guilty.

But after thinking about it, after getting Ming Xuanyou's property, the sword spike that Brother Zicheng has always wanted is at his fingertips. He took the sword spike and went back to make an apology. Brother Zicheng, he should forgive him, right?

"Mi—" the big white cat let out an unhappy cry, and then paced back.

Ming Xuanyou picked up the big white cat and put it on the ground.

"I forgot that you can't talk... It will take three days to recover," Ming Xuanyou said, "Just wait a moment, I will come soon."

"Mi woo—me woo—" the big white cat kept grabbing Ming Xuanyou's belt.

Ming Xuanyou turned around, picked up the big white cat, and walked out of the house.

I must be making lotus root pork rib soup, it's great!

Suye watched off his former enemy with fiery eyes.

The house faces south and has good lighting. The evening sun slanted through the windows, drawing warm orange-yellow grids on the ground.

The strangest thing is that a white cloud occasionally floats into the room outside the window, covering the sunlight for a while, and then floats out of the door soon.

Could it be that this house was actually built in the sky?

While waiting for Ming Xuanyou, Suye felt that his imagination had risen to another level.

However, there is one spot that is really high.

That is where the main altar of Yushenzong is located: Siji Peak.

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