After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

What is Apo?

Melon-eating oriole bird is online.

He once stayed in Yan Zizhi's soul, so he can see what Yan Zizhi can see.

Of all the living creatures standing here at this moment, there is only one Xiang Jiurong with a dazed expression on his face.

"What are you two talking dumb?"

As soon as Xiang Jiurong's words came out, the love soul belonging to Linyuan floated slowly between Xiang Jiurong and Yan Zizhi, separated from Yan Zizhi's sight.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Judging from this situation, it really is Lin Yuan's love soul.

So possessive.

Unexpectedly, after Lin Yuan's death, his love soul could let himself go so freely.

Let go of all the burdens of Immortal Venerable.

It's a pity that Ai Po can't speak, and can only express his thoughts with body movements.

And Ai Po can't represent Lin Yuan.

It can only represent the emotion of love in him.

So he can express his love unscrupulously at this time.

Yan Zizhi: It sounds quite interesting. I want to know what will happen to the fairy after only love is left.

As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent arm grabbed the hem of his sleeve.

Pulling the hem of his clothes, he walked back.

In Xiang Jiurong's eyes, a scene of confusion appeared.

The sleeves of his ex-wife's purple shirt were pulled forward by an invisible hand.

No matter how you look at it, this feels like a ghost hitting a wall.

Xiang Jiurong looked back again, at Linyuan lying in the sea of ​​chrysanthemums.

shivered.

"Xianzun, I was wrong, I shouldn't have robbed your wife, I have now fully realized..."

What kind of world is this?

Why can you be everywhere even if you become a ghost as a fairy.

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Lin Yuan's Ai Po didn't pay attention to what others said, and led his Yan Zizhi back.

Before leaving, Yan Zizhi also put the two life lamps into the storage ring.

I have to hold the life lamp to find the remaining six souls.

Of course there was another shadow who was a head shorter, although Yan Zizhi thought it was strange, he also took it away.

Why is there another soul beside him who obviously does not belong to Lin Yuan.

Whose soul is this?

Yan Zizhi suddenly thinks of Xiaobugui who snatched his storage ring.

Shouldn't it?

It must be this soul that Xiao Bugui is looking for.

The big joke of slipping the world.

A group of people returned to Bishan.

Linyuan's love soul floated back and forth for a few laps, and finally stood in front of Fat Ju, stretched out his hand and rubbed Fat Ju's ears.

It's a pity that Fat Ju couldn't see him, he just felt a gust of wind blowing by, stretched himself, and fell asleep holding his tail again.

After expressing his love for the pet, the love soul belonging to Lin Yuan led Yan Zizhi into his room.

Seeing that Xiang Jiurong was also ready to follow.

Lin Yuan's Ai Po fluttered over the threshold, motionless.

Although Xiang Jiurong couldn't see it.

But as soon as I stepped into the house, I felt cold.

As soon as I leave the house, I feel the warmth returning to the world.

He shivered.

What the hell is this weather.

Yan Zizhi: "I really saw a ghost, you can wait for me outside."

Look at Lin Yuan's appearance.

Most likely he just wanted to go back to the room with the two of him.

Could it be that just after the dark marriage ended, you just want the bridal chamber?

Lin Yuan's love soul is too impatient.

It's just, how does he have a wedding with a soul?

This question is worth pondering.

Yan Zizhi was pulled by Linyuan's Aipo to sit on the soft couch.

I don't know if it's because of the dark marriage.

Lin Yuan's love soul can touch Yan Zizhi.

He took Yan Zizhi's hand and placed him on the soft couch.

Then he turned around and poured a cup of tea from the table and handed it to Yan Zizhi.

After seeing Yan Zizhi take the teacup with a dazed expression.

Turning around again, I somehow found a few small medicine bottles from the cabinet.

The small medicine bottle was held in Lin Yuan's hand, probably because the power of the soul is relatively weak, it dangled on the tray and jingled.

The sound is crisp and pleasant.

A white and transparent soul floated lightly in front of Yan Zizhi like this, and squatted down holding the tray.

Although the shadow was blurry, he could feel the bony hand lift his foot.

Yan Zizhi: "?"

What is this going to do?

"You want to give me medicine?"

Yan Zizhi guessed all possible situations and found the most interesting one.

After all, it's impossible to really take off your boots, let's say it's wedding candles in the bridal chamber.

He wasn't doubting Lin Yuan's ability, he was just doubting the ability of a soul.

The white shadow connected a small medicine bottle, with the other hand holding the small wooden stick for medicine, and nodded inaudibly.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

People are dead and still thinking about giving him medicine.

This is such a persistent obsession.

Remembering that in the carousel, he coquettishly wanted Lin Yuan to change his medicine, but Lin Yuan didn't agree to it because of face.

This probably really became the obsession of a certain immortal.

He said, how can anyone escape the deity's trick?

It must have been because the Immortal Venerable was shy at that time, but he secretly remembered it in his heart.

Thinking of this, Yan Zizhi stretched out her feet obediently.

Forget it, this can be regarded as Lin Yuan's last wish.

I can't help but satisfy him.

Let the white soul take off his boots shallowly, and then take off his socks.

On the smooth soles of the feet, although the stone has been removed, a small triangle-shaped dent is very obvious.

There was chafed skin along the edge of the dent, which had just scabbed over.

It doesn't hurt to touch anymore.

The soul will be distressed.

The small wooden branches, which are neatly cut without a trace of burrs, are scraped with a cool ointment.

Little by little, in the trembling hands of the soul, slowly smear on the soles of the feet.

The cold ointment was embedded in the soles of the feet, and the refreshing feeling spread along the soles of the feet to the body.

For some reason, Yan Zizhi squatted on the ground in front of his eyes, with an unusually gentle soul, he saw Lin Yuan's face.

Lin Yuan was serious about administering the medicine.

It was as if he was holding a peerless treasure in his hands.

This was a side of him that had never been shown to Yan Zizhi before he died.

There is a place in my heart that is soft, itchy, and collapses inadvertently.

After Linyuan's Aipo carefully applied the medicine, she put on the boots for him very gently.

Everything was well prepared, and Yan Zizhi didn't need a little effort.

After finishing, with a faint touch of soul, he just stood opposite Yan Zizhi.

Accompanied quietly.

A look of good times.

If the one standing there is not a touch of soul...

For a moment, Yan Zizhi felt that this was the life she wanted.

But what was his life like?

It seems to have been forgotten, and there is no memory at all.

His only memory is the day he stayed in Yaozu, waking up from the flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.

It seems that something important has been forgotten.

Does he really have a past?

"Did you finish the medicine?"

Yan Zizhi looked towards Linyuan.

The white soul nodded without a trace.

"Okay, let's go find your other partners now."

The white soul stood where it was, with a slight hesitation.

In fact, Yan Zizhi was also quite hesitant.

If it is love soul, it is pure love, which is the most vivid expression of it that has never been shown.

What about other souls?

Seven bitterness.

Resentment and hatred will meet, love will part, and you can't ask for it.

If it is a meeting of resentment and hatred, will the emotions be extreme and terrifying, and it will be difficult to win.

This is indeed a very headache.

It's just that you have to finish it no matter how painful you are.

Yan Zizhi just took a step outside when he suddenly felt a pair of hands on his hands.

The hand stretched out by the white soul naturally grabbed his sleeve.

No step forward and no step back.

The etiquette is just right.

It seemed that the immortal did not dare to hold his hand directly and express his fervent love.

It also seems that he can't control his love for him in his heart, and must cling to him, like a child who is afraid of being abandoned by him and abandoning him.

Yan Zizhi felt for a moment that Lin Yuan like this was extremely cute.

Cute is cute, but the business still needs to be done.

If the realm of demons and ghosts has been broken, the only way to find the three souls is to go to the place where the realm of demons and ghosts was originally moved.

The place where it was moved should be the mountain outside Wangyue Palace.

Yan Zizhi only had three levels of skill left, so it was obviously unrealistic to transfer to that mountain by himself.

At this time, Xiang Jiurong reflected its importance and continued to serve as a mount.

The nine-tailed black phoenix can travel thousands of miles a day, and it only takes a quarter of an hour to reach that mountain.

The elders of the Taiwei Sect still keep their promises.

I agreed to return the mountain after borrowing it, and I really returned it.

Because of the influence of the realm of demons and ghosts, the mountain that was originally used for the training of the disciples of Wangyue Palace has now become a scenic spot for tourists to check in.

Especially the "game" of the monster bird has been spread from top to bottom in Mochizuki Palace.

From time to time, there will be high-level elders who bring their disciples to fight in the wild with the fame of their experience.

In fact, go back and have a good meal.

For a while, Huashi powder was almost out of stock, and the Dan Xius made a lot of money.

Because everyone is a group of foundation builders, if they eat ordinary food, the cultivation energy in the body will become muddy and chaotic.

Only Huashi Powder can bring the chaotic vitality back on track.

When Yan Zizhi landed on the mountain peak with a ray of soul and a bird, he passed by a food stall in three or two steps. signage.)

The lonely mountain in the past is now bustling with noise.

Everyone is not here to practice.

Everyone is here for an outing.

Xiang Jiurong sighed while flying.

No wonder Xiaobugui wants to steal his ex-wife's storage ring, now it seems that the business opportunities are boundless.

Yan Zizhi sat on Xiang Jiurong's back without even lifting his eyelids.

It's not that he doesn't want to see it.

Instead, when he opened his eyes, there was that white and transparent soul sitting opposite him.

He stared at himself intently.

As if I couldn't get enough of it.

Although he can't see where the eyes of the soul body are, if there is a person looking at you like this all the time, everywhere.

Even the Demon Lord would feel uncomfortable.

Lin Yuan's love for soul is a little too much.

Dotes on his wife too much. ?

After finally arriving in front of the small mountain in the depths of the forest, Yan Zizhi was freed from that look in his eyes.

One jumped off the mount, and Xiang Jiurong returned to his human form.

Two souls stood in front of a dark pit.

Three faces are stunned.

What about such a big mountain in the realm of demons and ghosts before? ?

How could it become a hole after not seeing it for a day or two?

"I guess, it may have been chopped to death by Lin Yuan's sword."

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Makes sense.

Although the mountain is gone, the soul should still be there.

Yan Zizhi took out Linyuan's life lamp from the storage ring, held it with one hand, and walked half a circle around the deep pit.

The faint blue candlelight did not change in the slightest.

Looking around, I still can only see Na Mo Ai Po standing in place.

What about the three souls?

The old man at the oracle was determined not to lie to him.

This is also the place where Linyuan was buried.

If the three souls were not here, where would they be?

Xiang Jiurong originally hid behind, so as not to see something unclean again.

Seeing his ex-wife holding the lamp in place, Xiaoniao finally opened his head, "Could it be that the three souls are still in the realm of innocence?"

Yan Zizhi paused with the hand holding the life lamp.

Nowhere.

Lin Yuan's body was trapped in the realm of innocence, and it was only his own shadow that accompanied him into the realm of demons and ghosts.

If the shadow dies outside, it will affect his body.

It is indeed possible that the three souls are still in the realm of innocence.

"It's a pity that Lin Yuan died. We don't know if we can enter the realm of innocence this time. After all, he split it with Eternal Silence last time."

Thinking of the relationship between Xiang Jiurong and his ex-wife last time in the Mirror of Wuwang.

It just feels like a lifetime away.

"You can try it."

Although Yan Zizhi couldn't control Eternal Silence, he still had the World Tracing Mirror in his hand.

He just took a step back, but Linyuan's Aipo stood in front of him and stopped him.

It seems that because he remembered that there would be danger in the realm of Wuwang, he was ready to stop it.

Although there are no facial features, the concern is palpable.

Ai Po is really...very caring.

"Don't worry, if the three souls are in the realm of innocence, don't rush there now, let's find the other six souls first."

To retrieve the three souls and seven souls, Yan Zizhi only has seven or seventy-nine days.

If after 49 days, all three souls and seven souls cannot be found.

Lin Yuan was hopelessly resurrected.

If he can't enter the realm of innocence, presumably others can't enter either.

So the three souls are not in a hurry at all.

What is anxious is the other six souls.

Just when the three of them were hesitating, a trembling voice came from behind.

"Don't say it, the taste of this monster bird is really good."

"That's right, the elder kisses it, the meat is definitely delicious, and it's the best in the world."

"And the fat-headed fish in the temple is really delicious..."

A few young disciples wearing moon-watching palace uniforms were chatting and walking forward while holding demon bird skewers in their hands.

"I didn't expect the food from the monster clan to be so delicious. Now the world eats these things wantonly, and the monster king doesn't care."

"Don't you know? The demon king has passed away, and now the demon clan is in chaos, how can anyone care if you eat or not eat their clansmen?"

Xiang Jiurong: "!!!"

A black shadow blew past, and Xiang Jiurong, who had just been standing beside Yan Zizhi, suddenly rushed to the disciples of Wangyue Palace, knocked off the skewers in their hands, grabbed one of the disciples by the neck and lifted him up.

The little disciple kicked twice in the air wearing black boots, his face flushed.

"What did you just say? Say it again?"

Xiang Jiurong's voice was like the frost in March.

"Ahem, cough, didn't you say anything?"

"Just... just said that the Yaozu can't control our affairs now."

"Demon King, what happened to him?"

Xiang Jiurong gritted his teeth and questioned each word.

The disciple who was being held up by him was almost out of breath, struggling but unable to speak a word.

Then the body was thrown heavily on the ground, with a dull groan like a sack falling to the ground.

The two disciples next to him were so frightened that they recognized the black wings on Xiang Jiurong's body with sharp eyes, and said tremblingly: "You...you are the young master of the demon clan, you have the skills to interrogate us, why don't you hurry back to the demon clan? Let's go and see!"

"Exactly! Who doesn't know that half a month ago, the Lord of the Monster Race died. After several days, no one dared to step forward to take it off."

"..."

Xiang Jiurong clenched his fists, and veins swelled along his arms.

half a month ago.

It was after he had just set off from the Yaozu and came to the Taiwei Sect.

how come? ? ?

Obviously when he left, Yaozu still looked calm.

This must be a rumor!

He doesn't believe it.

but.

He suddenly remembered the few feathers that had been sent out on Bishan before.

quietly.

Did not get any reply.

Is it.

It was at that time that something happened.

After hearing the news, Yan Zizhi and Lin Yuan's Ai Po looked at each other.

Sure enough.

At that time, in the realm of demons and ghosts, he once asked Xiang Jiurong.

Did you see with your own eyes that the lord of the monster clan will not be handed over to him.

At that time, Xiang Jiurong's answer was no.

Suddenly, the truth gradually surfaced.

If it is said that everyone has not seen the Lord of the Monster Race with their own eyes.

So who gave the order to let Xiang Jiurong bring Xiaobu back to Taiwei faction?

A terrible guess flashed across Yan Zizhi's mind.

It was so frightening that even he, as a mighty devil, did not dare to prove it.

After a long time, he took two steps forward and stood behind Xiang Jiurong.

"Let's go, first go back to Yaozu to have a look."

Despite the strange anger and reluctance to believe it, Xiang Jiurong still held back his temper and said to Yan Zizhi: "It's more important to find Linyuan's soul first, I can go back and deal with the Yaozu's affairs by myself, but I can't accompany you gone."

"The Netherworld and the Realm of Wuxu are both near the Yaozu, and I will go there with you."

If what the disciples of Wangyue Palace said is true, then the Yaozu must be in chaos right now.

Rushing to return to the Yaozu with Xiang Jiurong may cause even bigger disturbances.

After all, Yan Zizhi's current identity is Ji Yunzhi, a disciple of Taiwei Sect.

But if Xiang Xiang Jiurong goes back alone, even the leader of the monster clan is dead, this stupid bird may not be able to retreat unscathed.

So the best way for now is to walk with him.

Xiang Jiurong returned to the Yaozu, while Yan Zizhi stayed in the Yaozu territory, looking for the other six souls while taking care of each other.

I didn't expect that my ex-wife would go back with me when I was alone and helpless.

The little bird's nose is a little sour.

After turning around and taking two deep breaths, he transformed into a mount again and carried Yan Zizhi to the Yaozu.

Within the realm of the Yaozu.

It is indeed different from the past.

In the past, if Xiang Jiurong returned to the realm of the monster clan, there would definitely be monster generals coming out to meet him.

Flocks of monster birds were still in the sky welcoming Xiang Jiurong back to the palace.

The scene is not without grandeur.

This is Xiang Jiurong's favorite scene.

But now, he has flown within ten miles of the monster tribe's territory, but there is no trace of other monsters at all.

The more Xiang Jiurong flies inward, the colder his heart becomes.

When passing by Wangshan Town on the way, he put Yan Zizhi down.

"I'll go back to the Demon Palace to take a look first. The entrance to the Netherworld is at the Jiuyou after exiting Wangshan Town. Turn right from the exit of Wangshan Town and go all the way to the depths of the swamp."

"Don't act rashly."

Yan Zizhi was a little worried.

Xiang Jiurong has an impulsive and willful character, and if he disagrees with him or kills the leader of the monster clan, he will really fight.

There may not be a chance of winning.

"I will go back secretly. Don't worry, my young master is not so stupid. Besides, you are the wife I am married to in name, so I won't let you become a widow so early."

Xiang Jiurong finished speaking pretending to be relaxed, then turned and left.

Fortunately, he walked fast, and didn't see Lin Yuan's Ai Po suddenly use his soul power to conjure a long sword.

The sword pointed at his vest.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Sure enough, the Immortal Venerable was still that Immortal Venerable.

If there is a disagreement, "eternal silence" is invoked.

Yan Zizhi was a little worried, and was still looking in the direction where Xiang Jiurong was leaving.

But he didn't want to suddenly hold his face with both hands, with the weak strength belonging to the soul, he persistently pushed his face back.

Until it was straightened, it was confirmed that Yan Zizhi's eyes only fell on himself.

Lin Yuan's Ai Po let go of his hand.

Satisfied.

"..."

This is jealousy, you are not allowed to see your old lover?

The jealousy is a little bit strong.

People come and go in Wangshan Town, but it is still the hustle and bustle of the past.

After Yan Zizhi bid farewell to Xiang Jiurong, he wandered down the street with Linyuan's love soul.

After only two steps, an old woman suddenly rushed out from the slant, grabbed the sleeve of the passerby, and held up the picture scroll in her hand while crying.

"Excuse me, have you seen my child? Can you help me find the child?"

The old woman was crazy, her hair was as scrawled as a bird's nest, and her face was covered in black and gray mottled with mud. It must have been a long time since she had dressed herself up.

Holding the portrait, he did not forget to gesture in the air: "He looks like five or six years old, thin and small, and he is still wearing his father's clothes, which are black coarse cloth and don't fit very well. You saw him ?"

The passers-by were frightened by this move, hurriedly waved their hands and left quickly.

For a moment, only Yan Zizhi was left in front of the old woman.

Seeing that the old woman was about to come up to grab Yan Zizhi's hand, Lin Yuan's Aipo took a step forward and lay between them.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Doesn't even the old lady spare this vinegar essence?

After all, people and ghosts go their own way.

Xiang Jiurong is the body of the demon clan, and being shuttled back and forth by Lin Yuan's soul, after all, it can't hurt the root.

But in front of him is just an ordinary human being.

If you get too close to Linyuan's love soul, it may damage Yangshou.

Thinking of this, Yan Zizhi took a step back consciously.

Keep a distance of three feet from the old woman.

"Don't come close to me, but you can speak slowly."

The old lady raised her cloudy eyes and stared blankly for a while.

The clothes and temperament of the people in front of them are completely different from those who just passed by.

The old woman also seemed to understand that he was not an ordinary person.

She frantically raised the portrait in her hand. She was originally very short, but now she was desperately standing on tiptoe to lift the portrait to Yan Zizhi's eyes.

"Have you seen my child?"

On the rough yellow paper, the artist drew a five or six-year-old boy.

Although the painter's craftsmanship is not one of the best, Yan Zizhi still recognized the boy through his facial features.

this is not……

Missing? !

The author has something to say:

Lin Yuan: I really want the wedding ceremony, damn it, why can't the soul body not use the wedding ceremony.

Yan Zizhi:? ?You think too much, what kind of bridal chamber?Let me feel the general feeling of air?

Came in and didn't seem to come in. (no)

Lin Yuan:. . .Write it down in the notebook, when I return, you are finished.