The villain master dressed as a sick and charming male protagonist

After eating the noodles and chatting with Xun An'an for a while, Yan Cangming went back to Fulai Inn by himself in the dark.

The night light was bright and clear, pouring into the house, Yan Cangming did not light the lamp, and sat slumped by the window, holding the wine and began to pour himself again. He could only hear Xunli's voice when he was drunk. If he was lucky, Xunli could still Talk to him face to face.

Soon, a large pile of wine jars was piled up at Yan Cangming's feet, and his cheeks were burning badly.

Putting down the wine, he took out a knife and a small wooden figure from his pocket, and worked hard to carve under the moonlight.

Gradually, the shape of the little wooden figure became that of Xunli. Yan Cangming was not good at craftsmanship, so he could only carve the shape of Xunli from his memory. From being horrible at the beginning to being lifelike now, every movement and expression seemed to be like that of Xunli. I am average.

After carving one, Yan Cangming held it in both hands and kissed again and again, his eyes were full of fascination and nostalgia.

Master, soon... soon.When An An grows up and reaches the age of eighteen, the disciple can meet you.

Familiar footsteps sounded very lightly, but Yan Cangming could hear this sound almost every night, so Yan Cangming said softly: "Master, you are here again? This disciple is very good today. I participated in the wedding of Yuehua and Demon Blade , and carved a small Xunli. By the way... An An is also great, this year is ten years old, and this girl will talk about you every day, always saying, An An misses Daddy so much..."

Yan Cangming didn't dare to raise his head, he could only caress the little wooden figurine restlessly, his expression was as gentle as ever, but he was a little at a loss, cramped like a child.

"Master, can you stay a little longer, please? This disciple misses Master so much..." Yan Cangming raised his sleeves and picked up the knife in a daze, as if slashing his wrist. .

Yuehua was stunned, rushed over quickly, grabbed Yan Cangming's hand, and was terrified: "Yan Cangming! Yan Cangming! Be sober! Be sober!"

But Yan Cangming didn't seem to be able to hear it. He looked at Yuehua blankly, but in front of him was Xunli's appearance. He looked at it bewilderedly, and smiled foolishly: "Xunxun...you are here again? I know, as soon as I get drunk and hurt myself, you will come, after all, you still... love me..."

Tears rolled in Yuehua's eyes. In the past few years, in front of people, everyone in the world respected Yan Cangming and said that this guy may not be in the Emperor's Immortal Sect every day.Yuehua thought that after so many years, Yan Cangming should let go of it, but unexpectedly...

"Master, this disciple wants to hug you..." Yan Cangming's eyes were dazed, but he didn't get a response, but he didn't dare to move.

Yuehua lowered her head and said hoarsely, "Big devil, I am Yuehua, not the master."

This sentence hit Yan Cangming's heart like a dull hammer, and he suddenly woke up.

Dejected, he sat back down again, Yan Cangming pulled down his sleeves, picked up the wine jar and took another two sips before he said: "Tonight is the wedding ceremony for you and the magic blade, what are you doing here?"

Only then did Yan Cangming feel that the magic blade was also standing outside the door, and smiled self-deprecatingly. Is he so defenseless?

Yuehua wiped away tears, and said quickly: "I can feel the master's divine power fluctuate, although it's only for a short second, but I really..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Cangming's eyes burst out with strong surprise and anticipation. He grabbed Yuehua's hand and asked incoherently, "Are you serious? Did you feel him? Where? When?"

He couldn't even keep Xunli's soul, how could it be...

Yuehua quickly replied: "Just now, before a stick of incense, I will come to you soon."

Yuehua quickly grabbed Yan Cangming's hand and said, "Master, he will find a way to come back, Yan Cangming, you must live well!"

At this time, Thor also appeared at the door of Fulai Inn, confronting the magic blade.

"Heaven wants the little god to send documents and soul-gathering lamps, please have a look at the Demon Lord!"

Gathering lamp?The ancient artifact Gathering Soul Lamp?

Before Yuehua could react, Yan Cangming rushed out with lightning speed.

Yan Cangming's hair was messy, and he was in a bit of a panic, but the aura of a strong man was still frightening. He raised his eyes and looked fiercely at Leishen: "What document? What soul-focusing lamp?"

Thunder God quickly handed over the heavenly document, and said: "The begging of hundreds of millions of people in the mortal world has moved God, and the Lord God's incense is flourishing, and in just five years, he has gathered his soul again. It's a pity that the Lord God's soul is too powerful. Even the joint efforts of all the people in the heaven could not recall him from the Great Thousand World.

This document was written by the new Emperor Ren Tiandi himself, and it records the methods of gathering, attracting and combining souls. As long as you find the divine soul of the immortal, and then combine it with the soul-gathering lamp, then..."

"The Lord God has another chance to reshape the golden body."

The air was silent for a long time, and none of the four people present spoke.After a while, Yan Cangming knelt down on his knees and buried his head on the document.

Several people saw Yan Cangming's constantly shaking shoulders.

Yuehua's eyes were sore, and Moren felt uncomfortable.

Thunder God raised his head and held back his tears. For so many years, their God Realm has never given up on finding a way to regenerate Xunli.

Although the hope is slim, at least, there is a little hope.

This document will not only be sent to Yan Cangming, but all leaders who govern the Three Realms will receive it.

Lei Shen calmed down, and said: "Mozun, the gates of the three worlds will be opened for you, and it will take a long time to find the soul."

With that said, Thunder God handed the token of the Emperor of Heaven to Yuehua: "This is the pass order, take this, no matter whether you go to heaven or earth, no one will stop you. You can also mobilize all the heavenly soldiers and gods in the God Realm. "

"This is what the God Realm owes you."

Lei Shen took two steps back, knelt down and kowtowed three times, then turned and left.

Yan Cangming was holding the document and holding the soul-gathering lamp, and he was already weeping uncontrollably.

Yuehua held the token in her hand and wept with joy.

After so many years, there is finally a glimmer of hope.

The Soul Gathering Lamp is an ancient artifact, if Yuehua remembers correctly, it should have been broken a long time ago.

But now, the Soul Gathering Lamp is as flawless as before.Come to think of it, the gods in the God Realm should have exhausted their efforts, and if nothing unexpected happened, they should also have the help of the Buddhas to mend the Soul Concentrating Lamp.

For the first time, Yuehua knelt down and bowed to the sky convinced.They accepted this favor.

Without daring to delay, the three of Yan Cangming returned to Emperor Jue Xianzong without stopping.

Bai Nuo also rushed out in a hurry, his eyes were full of surprises, seeing Yan Cangming, he hurriedly said: "Fifth Junior Brother's life stone has re-lit!"

Yan Cangming was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly ran towards Ming Pavilion.

Sure enough, the life stone belonging to Xunli was emitting a faint light, flickering, flickering, on and off, but...

"Hahaha..." Yan Cangming suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes were full of madness, he smiled and burst into tears.