God has been dead for 300 years

Yili stood in the snow, with snow on her eyebrows and shoulders.

He stretched out his hand to Yuan Wei.

Yuan Wei sneered and overturned the desk with his palm.

He said, "Father, I want to enter the demon way."

Yili moved her hand, which was frozen in mid-air, retracted it, and said, "Why?"

Yuan Wei quietly looked at the word "囍" on the red lantern, and said softly, "One step closer to him."

Yili let out a "huh", "Are you crazy?"

"Do you think that if you are like this, he will look at you high? You hate your 'blood of a fairy', maybe he also hates yourself as a 'monster'! You are so blind, yes, immortal It is easy to be a demon, but it is as difficult as ascending to heaven if you want to return from a demon to an immortal!"

Yuan Wei turned his head to look at him, his eyes filled with dead water.

Yili took a deep breath.

What kind of look is that——

Disdainful hate.

It seemed that he didn't need any emotional sustenance for the word "father".Every sentence of "father" or "father" before is just because he is Yili and is an object that can be used.

He seems to be in love now, but Yili doesn't understand love.

Yili couldn't understand.

I don't know what position I should stand to stop his madness.

Yuan Wei took off the wedding dress, leaving only the white inner garment, he kissed the fine threads on the wedding dress, his eyes were tender like water.

When he looked up again, facing Yili, he smiled and said, "I'm not discussing with you, I'm just letting you know."

"Father."

After he finished speaking, tens of thousands of puppet threads burst out from the palm of his hand.

The extremely thin silver-white silk runs along the bend of the arm, penetrates into the elbow, and shoots from the joint to the ears, the gap between the lips, and the pair of smiling eyes.

Immortal bodies that are allowed to be done by puppets are regarded as fertile ground.

Germinate, grow, reap.

A quarter of an hour later, Yuan Wei melted into silk, his facial features were dripping with blood, and he flew to the red lantern that he had looked at several times before.

On the word "囍", hangs a very thin strand of soul.

Yuan Wei said happily, "I caught you."

The soul was ignorant and looked into his eyes curiously.

The smile on the corner of Yuan Wei's mouth slowly pressed down, and he said to himself, "So, it's just the soul of 'pain'."

Three souls and six souls.

Only the soul of "pain" will miss the world.

Yuan Wei twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling a little ugly, but he held the strand of soul to the side of the puppy's skeleton, and coaxed softly, "Go in."

Tremblingly, the wisp of soul walked slowly towards a handful of white filaments inside the skeleton.

As soon as he approached, he was frightened by a strong coercion and fell to the ground, knelt and crawled all the way to the yard.

Yuan Wei coaxed him patiently several times.

He said, "Don't be afraid! That's you too, you are one. You go in first, and we will summon your remaining soul together after the fusion, okay? Be good."

"Little darling, go quickly. When you wake up, I will accompany you to do everything you want to do. Let's forget about the past and fight for justice in the world together, helping all people, okay?"

"Go in! Why don't you go! Will he eat you!"

A very thin moaning sound came from that soul——

"He, he will eat me, he always wants to eat me, ah, he is not me, he is not me, woo woo woo."

There was silence in the yard.

The soul of "pain" does not have "wisdom", full of love, hatred and sentimentality, like a bard, who can only read words and sentences that mourn the spring and the autumn.

It doesn't lie.

He said that a handful of white filaments were not him, then, it really wasn't.

Yuan Wei was furious, and struck at the puppy's skeleton with a palm, trying to turn the handful of white filaments into ashes.

Yili stopped him.

Yuanwei turned his head, only to see Yili's pale face.

"do not move."

Yuan Wei pointed at the skeleton of the puppy, his eyes were tearing open, "That's mine!"

Yili didn't blink, staring straight at the handful of filaments, "Half of it is the song of 'Evil Zun', and the other half is other things."

"Inseparable."

"The venerable 'Ge Yi' can't get in either."

Yuan Wei hugged Ge Yi's only remaining soul, his eyes were full of disbelief, but his heart was utterly chilled.

"What's the other half?"

"I don't know."

"I really don't know?"

Yili kept silent.

Yuan Wei said sharply and bitterly, "You know what that is! You are afraid of him, even if you are a majestic fairy, you will be afraid too?"

Yuan Wei drew tens of thousands of puppet threads from his body like crazy, and fiercely attacked the puppy's skeleton.

Yili stood where she was, not moving at all.

A handful of filaments in the puppy's skeleton swayed, bursting out with bloodlust.An extremely thin millimeter jumped into the air, forming a crescent shape, shooting out tens of thousands of silver needles at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Yuan Wei turned the puppet silk into a shield and stood in front of him and Yili.

The silver needle was not afraid at all, it quickly passed through the puppet shield and reached Yuan Wei's face.

In the nick of time, Yili flashed forward and used his hand to draw a circle, using spiritual power as a shield, to block the silver needle back.

Shield broken.

On the way back from the journey, the silver needle turns back into a tiny bit and is buried in the handful of filaments.

Yili took two steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yuan Wei moved his foot, raised his hand, but put it down heavily.

He watched with his own eyes that the puppy's skeleton slowly gave birth to new flesh and blood, and continued to elongate into a human shape.

at half-growth.

Just listen to "bang".

Fragmented corpses everywhere.

A handful of filaments flew out amidst the dust flying all over the sky, and smuggled to the bottom of the incense table that had collapsed on the ground inside the courtyard.

The desk legs pressed the rice paper.

The clouds inside the rice paper flickered, then faded away.

A voice of indecipherable emotion came from inside the room, "Do you think that this 500-year-old substitute can withstand your demon power?"

boom--

The Dongfu shattered at the sound.

Rolling down among the rocks, a white robe staggered out from the spiritual light.

The remnants of clothes are rotten, and the black hair is messy.

A glaring red gurgled from the white wrist, and spiritual power continuously shot out from the gap and scattered with the wind.

Yihan paled his face.

Looking at the dazzling light above the clouds.

He squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then tore a rag from the hem of his clothes, and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Rubbing the silk cloth, it was crumpled into a ball and thrown down, when it touched the fairy jade steps, it lay flat obediently and neatly, just like new silk.

Only the blood on it is brighter.

Yihan glanced down, frowned, raised his left hand again, tapped his two fingers three times from his forearm to his wrist, and stopped the bleeding.In a flash of inspiration, the tattered clothes were replaced by white silk with cloud patterns.

He was more than satisfied.

Walking leisurely towards the cave of Huaying Shenjun.

But for a moment.

The cave of Huaying Shenjun came into view.

The fairyland is spotless all year round.

Immortal mist floats around, surrounded by colorful clouds, especially from Yuxian Mansion, thousands of jade tea flowers bloom, and the fragrance is overwhelming.

Except for this exception——

The entrance of the cave of Huaying Shenjun.

The rocks on the left are filled with pastry boxes like colorful butterflies, and the flower trees on the right are also hung with many, overlapping, almost bending the old tree.

The most unspeakable thing is the smell coming out of the pastry box.

Sour, bitter, astringent, foul smell.

Many small mortal things danced wildly on the pastry box, what's more, occupying a small body, they poked in with their thin-skinned stomachs, and then came out with a full belly after being full.

Buzz, buzz.

Yihan's hard-won smile froze on his face.

Before going to UFO Capital, he would use his spiritual power to keep the pastry fresh every time he returned to the fairy world, but this time he went down to the mortal world, it really took a little longer... um.

But how did these little things come to the fairy world?

Yi Han couldn't believe it.

With a flick of the long sleeve, not only the annoying voice disappeared, but also the pastry boxes disappeared.

A cold cough cough.

He frowned and stroked his right wrist.

Just at this time, the kind-hearted Xian'e came again with a food box.

Yihan stopped her, and said with a clever smile, "Little Xian'e, have you delivered it every day for the past four or five years?"

Seeing him, Xian'e said in surprise, "Yes, Yihan Shenjun. You have left the customs! But Huaying Shenjun hasn't left the customs yet."

Yihan smiled, "Seeing you who are familiar, I know he hasn't left the customs yet. But...that mortal, um, is the one who's "hardened bones" for him, um, my future little teacher Nephew, have you never come out?"

Xian'e nodded.

Yihan took a deep breath.

"Then you, did you hear any strange noises at the entrance of the cave when the food was delivered?"

Xian'e looked blank, "?"

Yihan blinked, "For example, when you kicked an iron plate, you screamed in pain; or when you were scalded by hot soup, you screamed loudly; ah, there is another kind, you hit a swollen sac on your hand, you Your friend wants to rub it for you, you feel pain, and then keep telling her to slow down, it hurts a little... that kind?"

Xian'e faltered, and a cloud of clouds floated on her face.

Then he threw the food box into Yihan Shenjun's hands, and ran away covering his blushing cheeks.

Yihan froze on the spot, with a displeased expression on his face, he shook his hands and shouted, "You run so fast, is there such an unsightly thing happening?"

The food box fell to the ground.

It shattered with a clang.

Xian'e's footsteps paused, and she slid even faster.

Yihan bit his lips, and cursed secretly, "My motherfucker spent half my life in the mortal world just to buy you delicious food, but you are lucky, the beauty is in my arms, we live together in the same room, love and concubine love, come out Double entry, Qingqing, me, me..."

Yihan sighed, picked up the food box from the ground, made a formula casually, and sent the food box to the cave.

The restriction of the cave was much stronger, and the pear-yellow sandalwood rubbed a spark at the restriction, and then fell straight down.

torn apart.

Yi Han swallowed his saliva.

Hmm...he only had half his life left, and he managed to find it. If he fought with Hua Ying for a while, he would inevitably suffer a disadvantage.

Yihan lowered his eyes.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that the senior brother did not try his best every time he made a move.

Either he didn't draw his gun, or he let him stalk him like an octopus, arrogant and angry.

The hook is tight.

No wonder that whore-in-a-bitch Qi Yun threw himself on him.

Yihan sighed.

With a move in my heart, I decided to go to the master to discuss the UFO capital first.

It's better not to bother my senior brother who is dedicated to accepting apprentices, but actually doesn't know what he has in mind.

Yihan took a few steps outside.

After turning around twice in the same place, I felt a little reconciled.

But he broke a food box and asked that Xian'e to mend it, why is he guilty?

Shouldn't it be Huaying Shenjun who is guilty?

There is such a truth in the world that there is such a reason in the world that there is an apprentice who forgets the master?

What happened to him before, was it not his Huaying Shenjun who rushed forward and carried him through the storm, it didn't make sense this time he was designed to lose half of his life and half of his cultivation base, so he had to go find him Master's old and frail body, help us to seek justice.

I still have to find my brother.

Yi Han said so in his heart.