Rebirth of the Gravekeeper's Counterattack

The celebration feast of the victory in the war is grand and lively.Dongduhuan no longer restricted the entry of magic cultivators. Many people who heard the news tried their best to come here to participate in this rare prosperity.

He He also wanted to join the carnival.It's a pity that Maochen took him very firmly and didn't let him join it at all.

"Why can't I go?" He He kept asking and entangled, and finally asked Mao Chen.

Maochen held up a jade mirror and said to him expressionlessly: "Look at your own face? Are you recovering from your injury?"

In the jade mirror, He He's little white face was still a little listless, pale and pale, and looked seriously ill.

He He pressed down his hand: "My injury won't heal for a while, but this prosperous age is rare. When I recover from this injury, this prosperous age will be missed."

He He is a cultivator with the soul sacrifice.Such monks want to heal their wounds, one is to devour other people's souls like cultivation, and the other is to use exercises to cultivate their own souls to slowly repair the wounds.

Soul Sacrifice and Blood Alchemy, the two kinds of magic arts, were originally created by monks to accumulate their own soul and blood by themselves, which is no different from ordinary cultivation methods.But I was too slow to accumulate, so I came up with a shortcut. In the end, there were many people who took the wrong way, and these two kinds of exercises were completely reduced to magic skills.

He He was seriously injured, and he didn't go to the battlefield for the last period of time. He didn't have to replenish the consumed soul, so he could only heal his wounds by himself.Even He He himself doesn't know how long it will take to cultivate his soul in this way.He really didn't want to miss this excitement.

He He almost knelt down and begged him, his pitiful appearance was really unbearable.

But Mao Chen remained unmoved.He really didn't think there was any fun in eating, drinking, talking and laughing loudly at the banquet.

Maybe it was because Maochen was too strict. Seeing that it was useless to pretend to be pitiful, He He straightened his face and said sternly: "I know my injury myself, so it is absolutely no problem to attend such a banquet. Are you not interested? You can go, but you shouldn’t stop me.”

Mao Chen fixedly looked at He He's face, and said in an emotionless voice: "If this is the case, then I don't care about you." He turned and walked out.

He He couldn't believe that Mao Chen left so happily. He waited for a while and didn't see Mao Chen coming back, so he jumped out of the place where he lived and went straight to the place where the banquet was held.

Once here, He He became excited, the scene was so lively.

During the Dongduhuan War, all the shops were demolished, and two-thirds of the entire ring platform was empty, and all the wine tables were filled by demon cultivators.

Demon cultivators like to have fun the most. They not only eat delicious food and drink fine wine, but also people who are proficient in rhythm and dance sing and dance.

They not only entertain others, but also vent their own happiness.

He He is a casual cultivator, he left his master when he was very young to wander alone.Loose cultivators are generally wild and loose, and He He is the extreme among them. Not only is he wild and loose, he also runs around and has no fixed place.

He is alert, cunning and cunning.Even if you offend someone, you can't catch him and you can't take revenge.It is because of this vigilance and tact that he has a few enemies, a few casual acquaintances, but no real friends.

He He was like a boy from the village who had never entered the capital, standing on the edge of the banquet venue and giggling. He was infected by the lively atmosphere just by looking at it.

"I should really ask Maochen to take a look." He He muttered, wondering why Maochen didn't like such a lively and grand scene.

He He was still very conspicuous. A Mahayana monk stood aside and soon attracted the attention of nearby demon cultivators.Now his appearance and image as the demon cultivator of Dongduhuan are well known to everyone, and he has reached the point where he will directly brush his face when he goes out in the future. There are not too many people waiting to curry favor with him and get in touch with him.

Moxiu next to him got up first and rushed to his side to show his courtesy.He He puts on a high airs in front of others, and he also wants face.

Holding Fan'er coldly, he couldn't drive away the endless stream of monks who came to talk to him.

There were more people in the distance who wanted to come here, and soon he was surrounded by people in all directions. If they were not afraid of being disrespectful to him, these people would like to fill up the space above his head.

He He's complexion is getting worse and worse, he understands why Mao Chen strongly opposes letting him attend this event.

He He's status is too high, and he is not as imposing as Qi Shifei, who can release the aura that people who are born should not enter, and now that he is seriously injured, even if he suppresses it with cultivation base, he cannot do it.He could only stare at the people around him.

In the end, He He had no choice but to squeeze out from the crowd, using the pretext of going to Qi Shifei to get rid of these people.

He He was far away, and when he looked back, he could still see someone looking at him, and he was waiting for another chance to get close.There was no other way, He He had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​joining in the fun, and walked away in despair.

He He lingered in front of the door of his residence, feeling that it would be embarrassing to go back like this, and he would definitely be ridiculed by Maochen.After thinking about it, Qi Shifei hadn't paid him yet, so he really went to find Qi Shifei.

While rushing to Qi Shifei's residence, He He was still complaining about Qi Shifei in his heart.

If Qi Shifei was also at that banquet, He He would not be alone and helpless, unable to resist being surrounded by inhumane crowds.

He He entered the building where Qi Shifei was, and Qi Shifei raised his eyes to look at him and said, "You came just in time, I have something to find you."

This is the most inconvenient point in Dongduhuan, and it is impossible to use divine thoughts.In normal times, He He would have to come if Qi Shifei gave a notification from his divine sense.

Now it can only be sent by people or send a message.

At this moment, people were celebrating, and there was no one waiting at Qi Shifei's door to give his orders, so they all ran to play.Seeing He He coming, Qi Shifei just saved his time.

"I just came here to get it." He He thought that Qi Shifei was telling him the same thing, so he walked over and stretched out his hand consciously.

Sometimes he really wanted someone to slap him, Qi Shifei lowered his eyes to look at his palm, and swept him aside as soon as he raised his sleeve.

"I didn't bring the Resurrection Pill with me, you just go back to the Prison Tianzong and find Tiangan to get it, and I will give you a handbook at that time." Qi Shifei said helplessly.

He He was not angry when he was swept aside, anyway, he was already used to being called around.

"I asked you to come because I have something to tell you. During this period of time, you will stay in Dongduhuan to heal your wounds, and stick to it for a while. Wait until the magic circle of Dongduhuan is restored, and then return to Prison Tianzong."

When He He heard that this was the case, the boss was immediately unwilling. He He didn't like to stay in one place all the time, let alone Dongduhuan, a place with so many people now: "Too many people are not conducive to my recovery. .” He clutched his chest and looked at Lord Mozun with accusing eyes of “I am a wounded patient, you have the heart to handle me with such a serious injury”.

Qi Shifei said very calmly: "I don't think you are too serious to move. Didn't you still participate in the celebration outside?"

He He was surprised, God's thoughts cannot be used here, how did Qi Shifei know?

Even if Qi Shifei couldn't use his divine sense to read, he knew He He and Mao Chen very well.

Maochen would never let He He go out and walk around, he wished he could put He He in a cage and not release him until he recovered from his injuries.

He He is a person who can't hold back, and it's not in his nature not to watch the excitement.Maybe the two of them will have another fight.

In Qi Shifei's opinion, Mao Chen was a little too cautious, and He He was not a fragile baby, so he didn't need such careful supervision.

Dongduhuan's truncated magic circle was destroyed and needed to be rebuilt. He He only used it here to watch, and he didn't need to do it himself.Naturally, there were those who Qi Shifei had selected to build the magic circle to work.What He He has to do is to let those who have different cultivation methods and sects work honestly, and don't delay the progress because of disagreements.

The sooner you finish it, the sooner you can leave.

He He walked out of Qi Shifei's residence listlessly, but he didn't get the Resurrection Pill, and he also took an errand that he didn't like. He He felt that he was really miserable.

Without Fusheng Pill to please Maochen, He He felt guilty.He was quite stubborn just now, but now that his anger has subsided, He He is a little timid.

In fact, Maochen is more capable of cold war than him, and he is not easy to please.

It was not easy for him to get such a partner as Maochen who was not a friend but was closer than a friend. He didn't want to go back to the cold and cold relationship between the two of them before.

He He bit the bullet and entered the room, but Mao Chen was not there.

He He lost his mind, he turned around and finally found Maochen behind him.

While he was packing his things, He He was surprised: "Where are you going?"

Maochen looked back at him, didn't speak, and continued to pack his things.

He He became anxious for a moment, he rushed over and held down the things to prevent Maochen from cleaning them up.

Maochen said coldly: "What are you doing?"

He He's face turned pale: "Tell me where you are going first?!"