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

On the slightly sloppy yellow paper head, the little boy who has been scribbled with a few strokes has distinct features.

If it’s not that it’s not homeless, but who is it?

Oriole Bird: [Believe it or not, I feel creepy now. 】

[Slip away, this cultivation world is so scary. 】

Even if he kills this bird, he absolutely does not believe that Xiao Bugui is the old woman's child.

Although the old lady was a little crazy, she was a simple and unpretentious person, without the slightest evil intentions.

As soon as Yan Zizhi stepped back, she knew that it was the noble man in front of her who didn't want her to touch her, so she didn't move forward.

Such an old woman who knows how to measure and how to behave.

How could it be possible to give birth to a child like Xiaobugui, who looked eerie and terrifying at first glance.

Yan Zizhi: "There must be something wrong with it."

It is true that the little Bugui they met could not be the child of the old woman in front of them.

But Xiaobugui is so similar to the portrait in the old woman's hand.

Yan Zizhi had to think of a terrible possibility.

Just like what he once wanted to do to Lin Yuan.

Take home.

But it is impossible for a normal cultivator to plunder the body of an ordinary person.

Not to mention that performing this technique is against the sky, and it will suffer retribution and affect the ascension.

Even if it is possible to ignore the cycle of heaven, a cultivator can plunder the skin of an ordinary person.

This is of no benefit at all, and may even lose one's own cultivation and fall into the realm.

Who will do things that are harmful but not beneficial.

unless……

Demons have a secret technique...

The old woman was still crying in front of her face: "Have you seen my child? My child is only four years old. He suddenly disappeared half a month ago. I have been looking for him for a long time, but I can't find him anywhere." he……"

Yan Zizhi just stood in the middle of the road with people coming and going with the old lady.

A young guy from the nearby restaurant couldn't see it, so he threw the towel over his shoulder, ran over with his short legs and said, "This guest officer, don't listen to her nonsense."

"This old woman has been crazy for many years. She does have a young son, but this boy has not had enough food and clothing since he was a child. Because the family is poor, he often does some sneaky work."

"More than half a month ago, I saw him sneakily stealing a purse from an official's family. He was caught at the door of my restaurant, and he was beaten to death. It was a tragedy... I haven't seen him since then He died. Some passers-by said that the kid didn’t make it through that night and died in the alley next to him. Later, the people living in the alley thought it was bad luck, so they rolled up the straw mat and threw it to the mass grave.”

The guy in the restaurant took off the towel and wiped the sweat off his face: "You look like an unusual person, so don't bother with this old lady, tell her to leave without seeing her, she will go crazy for a while, look for a while If I couldn’t find it, I just let him go. How do you think this person can come back to life after death? He’s all dead, and it’s very pitiful to leave a widowed old man..."

Huang Liniao: 【It sounds really pitiful. 】

[It's just that since Xiao Bugui is dead, how did he appear beside us? 】

Yan Zizhi squinted his eyes, but did not ignore the old woman and walked away.

Because Linyuan's Aipo took a step forward, as if he wanted to take some money from the purse at his waist to give to the old lady.

It's a pity that he took out his loneliness, and there was nothing but a small piece of his own broken soul.

Don't say that he is just a ghost now and has no money.

Even if Lin Yuan himself is here, he can only take out the spirit stones, not the silver.

Yan Zizhi supported his forehead, and looked at each other with a white soul who found that he couldn't get anything out.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan doesn't have facial features now.

Otherwise, he must have seen him staring at him pitifully like a puppy.

Not to mention, there is only one Ai Po left, and it is really infinitely magnifying Lin Yuan's love.

Whatever you see, you have to see injustice.

Why didn't he find out that when he was an immortal, he was so nosy?

In such a comparison, Yan Zizhi still feels that Aipo is more humane.

There's no way, my own fairy said to give money.

Yan Zizhi lowered his head and took out a large handful of scattered silver from his storage ring, and handed it to the old woman.

"I saw the little boy you mentioned. I came down from the Xianmen Taiwei sect to practice. Half a month ago, the elders of my sect brought a little boy in black clothes back to the sect, saying that he had clear bones. Qi, talented and savvy, took him to practice immortality. If you are his mother, please rest assured, he is doing well."

This set of rhetoric is more than enough to deceive ordinary people.

After all, mortals long for longevity, and when they hear that a cultivator takes them to practice, they will not have any other thoughts except to be grateful.

The old woman took the money with some trepidation, and raised her head tremblingly.

The chapped lips trembled up and down for a long time, but in the end he couldn't utter a word.

Just old tears.

Tears rolled down her wrinkled cheeks, fell into the creases, and were buried deep.

Like the truth.

If you don't mention it, everyone will be like this.

The old woman remained silent, as if she had accepted the argument.

He just held the silver in both hands and kept bowing to Yan Zizhi.

The sorrows and joys of the world are not interlinked.

Yan Zizhi can only do this.

In fact, he hesitated for a moment when he handed out the money.

At that moment, he told himself that Lin Yuan's Ai Po couldn't see it, so he did this.

But when he really took this step, the barrier in his heart suddenly loosened.

As if everything is as it should be.

A heartless and ruthless villain.

It seems to be a little different from myself.

After doing all this, Yan Zizhi looked up and found that Lin Yuan's Aipo was staring at him in a daze.

"?"

The white soul stretched out a hand and pointed to the storage ring in Yan Zizhi's hand through the void.

And the silver in the hands of the old woman.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Oh, I see.

What he meant was that he clearly had silver in his storage ring, but he lied to him that there was only Lingshi in the fantasy world, causing him to wear a wedding dress in vain and go on the catwalk at the door of the shop.

Although he understood Lin Yuan's love for soul, Yan Zizhi chose to ignore it.

What a joke, let's settle accounts with him.

Can it be calculated?

Yan Zizhi shifted his gaze to the boy from the restaurant just now: "Is there anything delicious in your restaurant?"

"Of course there are. Our restaurant has the best taste in the entire Wangshan Town. Would you like to try it, guest officer?"

Yan Zizhi nodded, and walked towards the restaurant.

Oriole Bird: [Is this the rhythm of eating?But aren't we rushing to the Netherworld? "]

Yan Zizhi: "Didn't you see it? Lin Yuan's Ai Po wants to eat, otherwise why would he stand there and watch me?"

Oriole Bird: 【Are you sure he meant that? 】

A touch of soul froze there:?

Are you sure this soul means to eat?

Does this soul look like it can eat?

Yan Zizhi will also do things like throwing the pot away.

Leaving behind a bird and a ghost, he walked into the restaurant on his own.

Not far away, at the corner of the street, two furtive figures looked at each other, and also secretly followed in the direction of the restaurant.

"Are you sure this is the person who followed our young master just now?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, of course it's for sure. How many big men can come to our small town of Wangshan Town? This is the junction between the human race and the monster race. How can ordinary cultivators come here? They are not afraid of being taught by our monster race. .Besides, you see, this person is so beautiful, with a fluttering purple dress, isn't he the legendary No. [-] beauty in the Three Realms, Ji Yunzhi?"

"That's fine, let's hurry up!"

When Yan Zizhi walked into the restaurant, the first thing he did was to choose a private private room to sit down.

Not for the sake of being arty.

It was because he was afraid that the two idiots who followed him outside would not find a chance to do something, so he specially reserved a favorable time, place and people for the two of them.

With his spiritual consciousness in the stage of transforming into a god.

Not to mention the entire Wangshan Town.

Even if it is the whole monster clan, he can clearly understand the movement of some cats and dogs.

Of course, he only has [-]% of his cultivation left now.

It is more than enough to spy on the entire Wangshan Town.

In order to prevent those two idiots from admitting the wrong person, Yan Zizhi specially ordered countless dishes after sitting down.

Every time the waiter opened the door of the box, Yan Zizhi would deliberately grab the tail feather that Xiang Jiurong had mortgaged to him before, and use it as a fan to fan the wind.

It can be said to be extremely ostentatious.

There is no way, it must be confirmed by the two idiots outside.

This is the tail hair of the young master of the Yaozu.

He has an ulterior relationship with the young master of the Yaozu.

This trick really worked.

"Did you see that? Did you see that? Isn't that the young master's tail hair in his hand? I heard that the young master plucked all his tail hairs to Ji Yunzhi as a token of love. We appointed the right person! "

Another Yaozu young general clenched the hammer in his hand, with a righteous face: "Then let's go, we will go now!"

As soon as he took a step forward, the teenager stepped back again: "Are you sure Ji Yunzhi is just a waste?"

"Nonsense, who in the Three Realms doesn't know that Ji Yunzhi is a waste of immortal cultivation who doesn't even have a foundation. Otherwise, why would he be sent to the Yaozu for marriage. Hurry up, don't delay the important event of the master!"

Two young generals from the monster tribe slammed into the restaurant arbitrarily with their weapons in hand.

The little guys have long been used to the monsters often coming to make trouble, and are familiar with this set of procedures.

They all pretended not to be able to see, and did their own thing, treating the goblin who made trouble in the future as a transparent person.

They want to make trouble with them, and the restaurant has to run its own business.

Nothing to do with each other, nor will it prevent it.

Seeing the cooperation of the people in the restaurant, Yan Zizhi naturally had to cooperate.

After all, he already knew the identities of the two people in front of him.

It happened that he originally wanted to go to Yaozu, but now they came here uninvited and tied him in.

It's better than Xiang Jiurong taking him in and being condemned by everyone.

The two little demons who came to stealthily kidnap people are fully prepared.

Cooperating with the opponent's actions, Yan Zizhi, who was ready to be kidnapped, was also full of confidence.

Of course, within this period of time, he still ordered all the signature dishes in the restaurant.

Every dish is carefully tasted.

After all, today's wave of dishes definitely doesn't cost a penny.

He just needs to eat and drink enough, then pretend to be kidnapped, and leave the restaurant graciously.

Sure enough, after he ate all the delicacies to his heart's content, the two demon generals took action.

The little demons self-righteously released their magic tricks, and Yan Zizhi cooperated very well, pretending to faint.

A ghost and a bird next to each other were stunned.

Everything went smoothly.

The kidnapper was very happy. Before he left, he even threw the money to the waiter and counted it as the meal expenses.

The owner of the restaurant is also very happy, after all, he has not lost anything and has earned a lot.

Only two monsters spend money to get injured in the world.

It has to be said that although Yaozu only sent two young generals, their handling skills are much better than Lin Jiran's.

The silent mist surrounded Yan Zizhi, and he seemed to be lying in a ball of cotton, just like that, drifting into the secret room of the demon clan.

It is said that it is a secret room, and the treatment is several times better than that of Taiwei School.

Not only soft couch tables and chairs are complete.

There are also all kinds of weird snacks for entertainment.

It's just that Yan Zizhi didn't dare to touch it.

It's all bloody after all.

If you are playing barbecue in the secret room of the monster clan, you may not behave like a victim.

The Chamber of Secrets sits on a large dead tree branch.

It was about the same size as the room where he had bridal chamber flowers and candles when he woke up.

It seems that this is the unified style of Yaozu building houses.

Without exception, no, withered vines and old tree houses.

It looks very scary.

But the dead tree in the secret room where Yan Zizhi was held was a bit towering into the sky.

Standing on the tree house, you can even overlook the situation of the entire monster race.

The huge palace in the center is brightly lit and full of people, it looks like they are discussing business.

From time to time, a few little demon generals would run out and come in, holding all kinds of things.

Yan Zizhi emptied his consciousness, listening to every move in the huge palace.

Obviously, Xiang Jiurong was among them.

Through spiritual consciousness, one can see that although Xiang Jiurong is sitting on the position of the demon master, the people below are not convinced by him, and the faces of all parties are red-faced when they are arguing.

"I don't agree with the young master's succession to the throne. The young master has always been out of touch with the world and acted recklessly. Take a look at the battle flags he strung outside. There are at least three to five hundred of them. They are all the facial features and limbs of immortal cultivators. If he succeeds Didn't you directly declare that you are the enemy of the world of cultivating immortals?"

The other one looks like a red peacock, with its flamboyant crown and feathers standing on top of its head, it took two steps but stood by Xiang Jiurong's side: "I don't agree with what you said. For the demon clan, isn’t it just against the world of cultivating immortals? Although the young master is self-willed, but he has the demeanor of a demon king, don’t worry about anything, just do it!”

Speaking of this sentence.

Xiang Jiurong patted the armrest of the chair to show his agreement.

Yan Zizhi in the distance supported his forehead.

Xiang Jiurong sighed.

Can you have a little city government, don't express your position so quickly.

It seems that although the leader of the Yaozu is dead, there is no chaos within the Yaozu.

It's just that people from all sides have launched a fierce debate in order to fight for power.

So who killed the leader of the demon clan?

Could it be...

Huang Liniao: [I've been with you for so long, I can answer this question!It must be the little guy who doesn't return, he has always done this kind of thing. 】

[It’s just that this bird can’t figure out how to kill the leader of the demon clan and not care about the affairs of the demon clan, so why is he doing this? 】

Yan Zizhi didn't speak.

But seeing Linyuan's Aipo looked up at the sky, and then pulled himself back to the bed by his sleeve.

Almost compulsively pushed himself down on the bed, and gently covered the quilt.

Then he walked to the only window and closed it tightly, so as not to catch himself cold when the night wind came in.

Looking at the soul who is like a good wife and mother, she vividly shows her emotions belonging to the aspect of love.

They are completely indifferent to other things happening outside.

It seems that Yan Zizhi is the only one in the eyes and heart of this ray of soul.

Yan Zizhi suddenly had an epiphany.

Although Xiaobugui and Linyuan's Aipo seem to be two completely different people.

But actually they behave in the same way.

Use a single action to express your thoughts and feelings.

If the lord of the monster clan was the one who didn't return to kill, then the reason for the murder was very simple.

He just wanted to follow Xiang Jiurong to the Taiwei Sect, get close to him, and get something from himself.

If you don't choose to kill people, but just find a disciple to pass the order, you will definitely not believe it if you want to be safe and fearless, and you won't bring him here obediently.

Only by borrowing the order from the master of the monster clan can Xiang Jiurong be unable to refuse.

Moreover, the simplest thing to order from the master of the monster clan is to kill him and replace him.

After all, knowing Xiaobugui in the realm of demons and ghosts made Yan Zizhi understand that this little ghost is so cruel and inhuman.

In his eyes, human life is nothing more than worthless.

The only thing that Yan Zizhi can't figure out is, who is Xiaobugui?

In other words, borrowing the shell of Xiao Bugui, who is the person hiding in the shell?

Unexpectedly, he was able to kill the leader of the monster clan without any effort.

This is not something that ordinary people can do.

Even Yan Zizhi at his peak had to pay the price of losing both sides.

Such terrifying strength reminded Yan Zizhi of a person.

A person who only appeared in illusions and has been dead for more than 300 years.

----Xiao Huan.

But in the realm of Wuwang, he clearly saw Xiao Wan's corpse sitting on the dragon chair with his own eyes.

Wasn't that ancestor named Everlasting Hate already sealed by Xiao Duan?

A generation of demon gods died for more than 300 years.

Is it really possible to resurrect...

If he is really resurrected, then what is his purpose...

Too many questions.

With Yan Zizhi's character, he was naturally too lazy to think about it.

It's better to lie down and rest, enjoy Linyuan's love soul, and the all-round service without dead ends brought to you.

Pity.

Too bad it's just a ghost.

A full range of services is still not available...

There is nothing in the name of husband and wife, but they can't do anything about husband and wife.

Gee.

Huang Liniao: [I always feel that you are thinking about something important. 】

Yan Zizhi simply blocked the bird's head and forced it to turn around.

At the same time, Lin Yuan's Ai Po also slowly made a movement of taking off his boots.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Is this the reality of being a couple?

kinda... kinda...

Suddenly.

Not mentally prepared.

But uneasy, and even a little anticipation.

Yan Zizhi forced himself to calm down, and threw Oriole back into the storage ring with a wave of his hand.

few!Son!No!Yes, the system sighed.

Then, Lin Yuan took off his unneeded outer robe and inner garment little by little, and put them on the unneeded hanger.

Then the whole person, ah no, the whole soul slowly moved to the side of Yan Zizhi's bed.

Lie down calmly with your palms folded on your chest.

A look of abstinence.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Immortal Venerable is really pure and incomparable.

What's the matter with a little loss in my heart?

Lying on the bed each with their own thoughts.

To be honest, this is the first time that Lin Yuan and Lin Yuan have shared the same bed.

Yan Zizhi's heart rate always felt like a wild horse running wild.

For a while, the hooves were running very happily, and for a while, it was very dull. Every hoof of the horse seemed to be stepping on the chest.

Sonorous and powerful.

Uneasy.

Different dreams in the same bed between husband and wife probably refers to the current situation.

Yan Zizhi was lying on his back, ready to turn over and turn his back to Linyuan.

But found that the other party did not know when to catch a illusory arm.

Another long leg was wound up.

Hold your waist tightly.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Seeing that Lin Yuan was pulling himself tightly like a koala, and rubbing his transparent head on his shoulder back and forth a few times.

A very attached look.

Ai Po's way of expressing his feelings is indeed very special.

Being entangled in this way, Yan Zizhi has no mood to sleep.

Continuing to put the divine sense outside, drifting across the noisy hall.

Skimming through the terrifying dark forest of the monster race, it floated into a spooky swamp.

Above the swamp, there is a mist, full of miasma and poisonous insects.

What is incompatible with the dark black is a white soul.

Look at that height and figure, why does it look more and more familiar?

Yan Zizhi withdrew his consciousness, turned his head to look at the person next to his pillow.

It just so happened that the person next to the pillow also moved forward.

One person, one soul, two thin lips accidentally met together.

Obviously the soul in front of him was nothingness, but at the moment of touching, Yan Zizhi felt a warm touch.

Familiar, yet thrilling.

Just like that night under the willow tree by the lake, he touched the thin lips under Lin Yuan's cold mask.

The breezy water surface was a mood he could no longer calm down.

The waves suddenly rose.

This kiss is like a dragonfly touching water, touching quickly, and then leaving quickly.

Yan Zizhi sat up unconsciously, only feeling that there was no place to put his hands, and they didn't feel right where they were placed.

But what's even more wrong is Lin Yuan's love soul.

The soul that was originally snow-white began to turn pink little by little.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

It's amazing.

In the past, Lin Yuan blushed, at most it was red ears.

If you don't look carefully or the candlelight is too dim, you can't see it.

But this time.

There is absolutely nothing to hide.

Unexpectedly, Aipo has such a function.

Yan Zizhi wanted to laugh but held it back abruptly.

He could only look at the pink soul in front of him, and forcibly judge from his general outline whether it was the same as the soul he saw in the swamp just now.

The pink soul didn't know what he was thinking.

But it can be seen that his body is getting more and more pink.

I had no choice but to lie on the bed helplessly.

Ai Po: Does a kiss turn pink?

I like the feeling of turning pink...

After comparing the figures of the two souls, Yan Zizhi has no time to care about the fan's bubbling love soul.

Exactly the same body shape, exactly the same ghost.

can only prove one thing.

The soul that was wandering in the swamp was also one of Linyuan's seven souls.

It turned out to be in the Yaozu!

But how could it fall into the Yaozu...

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Lin Yuan: Can I touch you?Didn't I touch you to feel lonely? ? ?

Yan Zizhi: It's not that you can't do it...