In Zhizhu Alley, Li Xiuzhen listened quietly to Ye Yu's story about the past. He naturally knew the second half of the story. From the moment he came here, his eyes fell on this family.
The woman named Wang Wan seemed to be particularly different. The key point of the entire formation was actually her.
Before Li Xiuzhen and after Ye Qingfeng, there were two guardians between them. He didn't see many guardians when he went up to the Sword Mountain, so he didn't know what happened in the middle.
With one person as the hub of the formation, I really don’t know whether it’s bad luck or bad luck.
Ye Yu sat at the mouth of the well and slowly raised his head. Behind him, Wang Wan's spirit body emitted golden light. The dazzling light made Li Xiuzhen unable to look directly at him for a moment.
"For you, my mother is just a tool, a tool that allows you to release your regrets. You want to use the millions of people in Fengning City to grind this monster to death. No matter how bad it is, you can also wear away its two hundred years of Taoism."
Ye Yu smiled sadly, "Am I right?"
Li Xiuzhen looked around, and the powerful pressure turned all the houses in Zhizhu Lane into dust.
"It's time to say goodbye to the past. Let's leave the merits and demerits to future generations." Li Xiuzhen's face kept changing, gradually becoming what he looked like when he was young.
He tied up his long hair, stood in a pool of blood, and asked Ye Yu: "If 4 can restrain 3 and make 2 and 1 profit, then what should you do? Can you uphold fairness in this world?"
Ye Yu didn't answer the question: "The story hasn't been finished yet, why didn't you listen to the rest?"
Li Xiuzhen smiled softly, as if he had made up his mind: "It's okay, someone will tell the world."
Ye Yu looked around and his eyes fell on the ruined home. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"Mom." Ye Yu called softly.
"Xiao Yu, mom is here." Wang Wan's spirit body responded.
As long as the wanderer has not returned home, my mother will always hold her heart high and accompany the wanderer through the mountains and rivers to meet all kinds of people.
"Wind attribute cultivator Ye Yu, please enlighten me."
Ye Yu threw away the Immortal Sword, stood up and walked towards Li Xiuzhen with his bare hands.
Li Xiuzhen was stunned for a moment, then responded.
"Fire attribute cultivator Li Xiuzhen, please enlighten me."
Ye Yu passed by and was in front of Li Xiuzhen in the blink of an eye.
Li Xiuzhen didn't even try to hide. He suppressed Ye Yu to the ground with a flick of his fly whisk.
"No need for a fairy sword, it's such a big deal." Li Xiuzhen said.
Ye Yu didn't speak, but Wang Wan behind him conjured a long sword. The sword penetrated the ground, and the entire Zhizhu Lane was suddenly covered with a golden halo.
Li Xiuzhen watched Ye Yu, who had been suppressed just now, slowly stand up, and couldn't help but sigh at how powerful the Sword Immortal was.
How great it would be if this overwhelming power could be used to suppress demons.
While Li Xiuzhen was distracted, Ye Yu pushed him back with a positive kick. Regardless of whether the aftermath of the suppression was still raging in his body, Ye Yu stood on the spot and took a breath, then chased Li Xiuzhen from close range and fired more than a hundred punches.
Li Xiuzhen was puzzled by Ye Yu's tickling attack. Several spells were coming at him with the seal in his hand. Ye Yu did not dodge or retreat, allowing the spells to penetrate him.
Looking at Ye Yu with half of his body worn away, Li Xiuzhen sighed, turned around and was about to leave.
"Brother Ye Yu, I'm leaving."
As soon as Li Xiuzhen took a step, a voice that shouldn't have been heard came from behind him.
The next moment, before Li Xiuzhen could turn around, Ye Yu punched Li Xiuzhen in the face, followed by more than a hundred punches, and the two were temporarily separated.
"Just now, what was that?" Li Xiuzhen was a little annoyed. What those people said before was unclear, but Ye Yu didn't look any different from before. Except for the addition of his mother, wasn't she already dead just now? How did you come back to life again?
"You said you won't regret it, Immortal Li?" Ye Yu took a breath and grinned.
"What are you crazy about?" Li Xiuzhen frowned. This kid would cry and laugh at other times. He was really crazy.
Only then did Li Xiuzhen notice that Ye Yu's clothes had turned black at some point.
"That kid can't do anything, so let me be the main force."
Ye Yu bent down, his body shaking uncontrollably, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.
"I really want to laugh, Li Xiuzhen! You are talking high-sounding words for the sake of all people in the world. Are you cultivators so hypocritical?" Ye Yu laughed wildly, and pierced Li Xiuzhen's heart with every word: "We I don’t need your pity, I just think I’ll commit suicide if I do something wrong. I say I won’t regret it, but in fact I still want to say I didn’t do anything wrong.”
Ye Yu straightened up. Li Xiuzhen couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a corpse.
At that moment, Li Xiuzhen felt fear, not because of the opponent's strength, but because Li Xiuzhen realized that the opponent still hadn't said a word.
That was something he couldn't let him say.
"Shut up!" Li Xiuzhen said angrily.
Ye Yu sneered and said word by word.
"Are you doing it for others or for your own regrets?"
Li Xiuzhen stayed where he was. He was suddenly choked. The talkative Taoist priest in the eyes of the monks and the old boy in the eyes of the world finally collapsed at this moment.
"You don't understand anything at all, just like you don't understand your father!" Li Xiuzhen retorted with all his strength. His emotions became excited and spittle flew everywhere, but it seemed that he could never convince the young man in front of him. The man just stood there, looking at himself with a pity look at the beggar.
"We are all the biggest criminals in the world, Li Xiuzhen." Ye Yu smiled, and Wang Wan behind him gradually merged with him. At this point, Ye Yu has fully mastered the power of victory, and his body is shining with light. This kind of light has appeared countless times, and every time it appears, it has brought heavy pain to the world.
People had no clue about the battle in Zhizhu Lane. From the perspective of hindsight, Ye Yu could have completely avoided this battle. Maybe it was to vent their anger, maybe it was for selfish desires. In short, a fight broke out between the two for righteousness and personal reasons.
But only Li Xiuzhen understood that the trial had begun. It was a trial that used the world as a whetstone to polish the most possible sword embryo.
Li Xiuzhen attacked Ye Yu like crazy. Every time Ye Yu died, he always stood up again with a different voice.
"Li Xiuzhen, you're old. Come on, let me see your arrogance again, and come and fuck me to death." Ye Yu approached Li Xiuzhen step by step. In the struggle just now, he hit Li Xiuzhen with more than 100 hits. fist.
Li Xiuzhen was unscathed, but he still didn't understand these more than 300 punches. The more he used the techniques he had used countless times, the more emptiness he felt in his heart became clearer.
After dying for the hundredth time, Ye Yu finally returned to the wellhead. This time he picked up the fairy sword, as if he had become the arrogant wolf king again.
"We all deserve to die, Li Xiuzhen. It's a pity that I'm lucky and can't die." Ye Yu curled his lips, as if he had had enough of this game. He looked at the panting Li Xiuzhen, and in an instant he used dozens of Sword moves.
The two of them fought hand to hand, and the entire Zhizhu Alley was covered with Li Xiuzhen's fire spells. Ye Yu's figure would often die just once he appeared in Li Xiuzhen's sight. Even with Wang Wan's cover, he still couldn't survive any longer. Count seconds.
Li Xiuzhen killed Ye Yu again. He suddenly found that the light on Ye Yu's body was getting darker and darker. He seemed to have thought of something. When Ye Yu stood in front of him again, he did not make a move.
"The overwhelming power is the souls of the three hundred and twelve undead, right?"
Ye Yu smiled but said nothing.
"Using their souls to make you come back to life again and again?! You have 313 lives?!" Li Xiuzhen frowned. He was really afraid. His spiritual power was not inexhaustible. , I have been fighting for so long, and my spiritual power has long since bottomed out.
"Wrong." Ye Yu shook his head, "It's three hundred and twelve lives. My life doesn't count."
Ye Yu's sword fell, and Li Xiuzhen had no time to release the spell. This was the first time that he received Ye Yu's sword.
Blood spurted out, and when Li Xiuzhen came to his senses, he had broken his left arm.
This is the shortcoming of spiritual mages. Even high-level spiritual mages are more likely to be exhausted and die when facing wheel battles. High-level defensive techniques are often not permanent, which has a negative impact on the user's spiritual power. Reserves are a great test.
The human body is different from the divine body. Without defensive surgery, the physique of most cultivators is almost the same as that of ordinary people.
"My life is gone, Li Xiuzhen. Now you just need to stand up and give me a moment, and I will be finished." Ye Yu approached Li Xiuzhen, and he understood that the man in front of him had no chance to kill him.
Li Xiuzhen coughed up a mouthful of blood. He wanted to use his last bit of strength to inflict another heavy blow on Ye Yu, but unfortunately, he could no longer do it.
On an unknown hilltop, an old man leaned on a bamboo and rattan chair, looked at the stars in the sky, nodded and said: "That's almost it."
In Fengning City, the beggar looked at the ancient bell on the top of the church, wondering if he was finally going to the next step.
In the six-pointed star, Qi Sheng was watching "My Unruly Young Lady and Me" when his eyelids suddenly twitched. Qi Sheng quickly sat up and made a prediction. The result directly frightened Qi Sheng. This man had no time to follow soap operas anymore. The clothes have entered their own secret base.
Li Xiuzhen knelt on the ground. He had figured it out now, but he did not regret what he had done. He just raised his head and looked at this so-called genius and asked with a smile: "4 coercion, 3 gain, 2 gain, causing 1 to become In the future, 2, this thing is right or wrong, what if 5 appears, Ye Yu, are you fair?"
Ye Yu still didn't answer, so he asked, "Do you remember how many times I punched you?"
"A few hundred punches, what's wrong?"
"Do you remember how many people there are in Zhizhu Lane?"
"Three hundred and sixteen."
"very good."
Ye Yu punched Li Xiuzhen hard and said coldly: "This is the 315th punch, for my sister Ye Yuxin, there are 316 people in Zhizhu Lane, except me, everyone Whatever you owe, I will pay you back with punch after punch."
Li Xiuzhen was beaten so hard that he didn't say anything for a long time.
"You asked me about 54321? That's the no regrets you pursue, the fairness you want. I don't have fairness, I am fairness." Ye Yu dropped an answer that disappointed Li Xiuzhen so much that he couldn't turn around in disappointment. leave.
Seeing Ye Yu walking further and further away, Li Xiuzhen stood up tremblingly and used up the last of his spiritual energy to summon the heart-quenching fire. He stared at the back of the figure and said in a trembling voice but with incomparable determination: "You let you Shame on your parents! Let your master’s efforts be in vain! Let the souls of the 312 people who died for you become a joke!!!”
"Shamed?" Ye Yu turned sideways, and Li Xiuzhen suddenly discovered that Ye Yu's clothes had turned white again at some point.
At this moment, Ye Yu's seven orifices were bleeding with black blood, and his entire body began to shatter.
"My name is Ye Yu, self-evident Yu."
After Ye Qingfeng left, Wang Wan still washed her clothes every morning. One day, she walked up the embankment as usual, and heard a slight cry.
In a grass area, Wang Wan found Ye Yu who was cut by sharp grass and cried loudly.
"What a pitiful baby." Wang Wan picked up Ye Yu, and the fate of the two became entangled.
Wang Wan decided to adopt this poor child and named him Ye Yu, following his father's surname Ye. The single word is Yu, which is self-evident.
Many nights, Ye Yuhui and his sister secretly saw their mother holding the old copy of "Hundred Swords Manual", crying and saying: "How could I not know your thoughts? I know everything... Qingfeng , I know it all. Maybe Ye Yu is the third child you left for me. The first time I saw this child, I seemed to see myself. I really love you, but I also love Zhizhu. Everyone in the lane, Bodhisattva, I am guilty, please let me be punished, and don’t involve my poor children..."
Li Xiuzhen's eyes widened, his body trembled, and he said in disbelief: "You!"
Lord Sword Immortal, the silly boy is leaving first.
In the heart lake, Ye Yu in white appeared again. This time he did not accuse Ye Yu, but let out a long breath.
When I was a child, I felt that the world was unfair, so I was trapped in it and could never get out. I could only live with the guilt for my family.
When I grew up, I wandered in the dark forest. I should have killed decisively, but because I was often emotionally moved by the scene as a child, I didn't dare to think about whether what I was killing was someone from my past.
Although there were many ideas, they were of no use. It could be said that Ye Yu himself contributed to the deaths of Xiaoyao and Roland.
Being good or evil is the way to survive, taking half of each is the way to death.
Ye Yu, who was dressed in white, looked up with a smile, as if to see through the thick body, "I told you a long time ago, I am not Ye Yu."
"I can't bear to leave everyone in Zhizhu Lane." Ye Yu shed tears, and suddenly the figures of Xiao Ye Yu and black-clothed Ye Yu appeared next to him. They represent the good and evil themselves, or in other words, both of them. It is good.
Li Xiuzhen was stunned. He watched the two people, one big and one small, holding hands together and disappearing with a dazzling light.
On this day, Ye Yu finally completed his reconciliation with himself.
For a period of time in later generations, Ye Yu's methods of good and evil were often imitated by others, but they could not reach Ye Yu's state at that time. After this incident troubled the cultivator world for more than twenty years, a man from Falling Star City finally came to the rescue. The mystery was revealed by the survivors of Ye Yu's drinking.
It turned out that Ye Yu at that time did not understand the difference between black and white clothes and the changes between good and evil. It was not until he obtained the nine fairy swords that Ye Yu suddenly discovered that there were actually three selves wrestling with each other in his body. Both belong to their own good side, and the black-clothed night metaphor and the white-clothed night metaphor are similar to gray areas. They can be converted into black and white at will, but the two cannot be the same color at the same time, that is, there must be someone between the three. Represents the evil side.
That was the only time Ye Yu mentioned the details of the battle with Li Xiuzhen. Unfortunately, the man drank too much that day and only remembered a few words in the end.
The general meaning is that Ye Yu had already let the three of him decide the outcome before getting off the car. The black-clad Ye Yu, who represented both evil and good, finally reconciled with Xiao Ye Yu, giving up the idea of opening the seal and seriously injuring Li Xiuzhen, and chose to face it calmly. Li Xiuzhen, so after getting off the car, Ye Yu in white became a show-off.
And because there must be an evil side among the three to maintain balance, the disappearance of Xiao Yeyu makes the balance extremely easy. "Yeyu" who was originally a gray area in white clothes became black, and the two people swapped colors.
As for why there was another switch between white and black during the fight with Li Xiuzhen, the man didn't ask, and Ye Yu didn't say anything.
This mystery was not revealed until much later.
After the light dissipated, Ye Yu sat on the ground with his back against the well. There were obvious signs of cracking on his face, like a piece of porcelain that was beginning to crack inch by inch.
"Why are you doing this? Don't you want to live or take revenge?" Tears filled Li Xiuzhen's eyes, and the old Taoist couldn't help but blush at this moment.
"Forget it, I'm tired, let's just survive...that's fine..." Ye Yu's voice became lower and lower as he spoke. Behind him, the dead souls stood one after another, and the light of more than 300 people shone all around. , Ye Yu, who was hiding behind the well, couldn't see any light.
There is a secret method on the parchment scroll that can transfer the damage of others to oneself, but the actual damage after transfer will often be doubled. Ye Yu burst into laughter when he first read this secret technique. What does this mean? The secret of suicide?
However, after studying it with Qi Sheng, Ye Yu discovered that if this effect was applied to the spirit body, the damage he would suffer would only be one ten thousandth of the original damage.
"Oh my god, if you were a summoner that would be a killer, but..."
Ye Yu rolled his eyes at Qi Sheng, who was eccentric. Yes, there is no restriction on the school among cultivators. There are many geniuses among the cultivators who are sword masters and formation masters at the same time. But Ye Yu had no ferry to gather spiritual energy for him, which left him without the capital to learn magic.
So Ye Yu activated this secret technique from the beginning, because the spiritual energy at the beginning was relatively abundant and could maintain the operation of the secret technique. He could not rush to attack prematurely and consume his power to avoid the secret technique ending prematurely.
Therefore, the magic that was enough to kill 312 souls hit Ye Yu firmly. Even a damage of one ten thousandth was enough to kill Ye Yu ten times.
Ye Yu suddenly spit out blood. When he tried to breathe again, he could only breathe out but not in.
The dead gradually ascended to their next life, and Wang Wan's spirit enveloped Ye Yu's body, accompanying Ye Yu until the last moment of his life.
"Yu'er, go home."
Ye Yu slowly closed his eyes, he was really too tired.
Is this the answer you want, Mr. Lu?
The beggar rarely smoked a cigarette, which he had just dug out of the trash can. This move was too big, it was a huge gamble.
Of course, because he is Ye Yu and because he is my disciple, this answer is inevitable.
Lu Yu, who was far away from home, gently shook the cattail leaf fan, but his heart was as painful as a knife. Xiao Yu, don't blame the master for being ruthless. If you want Li Xiuzhen to lose completely, this is the only way to do it.
Thinking like this, Lu Yu couldn't help crying and laughing at the same time. Yes, yes, only such a person, only such a descendant can shoulder hope and become that person.
Every monk who ascended to heaven had vowed to perform a great feat, but in the past ten thousand years only the Sword Immortal has entered the mortal world.
This is the subject left to us by Master Sword Immortal!
Do you want to be a human being or a god?
"You kid... actually let them reincarnate and die in this mess."
Li Xiuzhen burst into tears. He scolded Ye Yu, who had long been out of hearing, and stumbled closer. In Zhizhu Alley, Li Xiuzhen left the heart-quenching fire in Ye Yu's body forever, and walked towards the exit to the audience as a complete loser. Perhaps for Li Xiuzhen, his so-called lack of regrets in his life was shattered by Ye Yu's behavior at this moment.
Yes, the addition of 5 can force 4, and 321 will also change. Everyone is changing. There will always be someone stronger than us, so why not do something fair?
What I said is meaningless. A gentleman's opinions are based on his deeds but not his heart.
Li Xiuzhen's tears couldn't stop flowing. He was so tired physically and mentally that he was very happy that he had done something he would never regret, which was to leave the Heart-Quenching Fire to Ye Yu.
The disciples of the ancestors of the previous generation were unworthy and left the treasure to others. The disciples knew that what they had done could never be washed away. Please allow me, as the leader of Fengming Sect, to pass on this flame of hope to the next child with a fiery heart.
The moment he saw Ye Yu's broken body, Li Xiuzhen understood everything. At that moment, he seemed to see the scene where the master and his uncles and uncles led him to the counterattack battlefield a long time ago. The figures of the demons, the harassment of the prison bombs, and the despicability of the Sun Flag strangers were all engraved in my mind.
One by one, his elders died tragically in front of his eyes, and the demon's figure intruded on his dreams every night. When Li Xiuzhen took over the Heart Tempering Fire from the dying leader and returned to Fengming Sect alone, he grew up.
Perhaps this is also the reason why Li Xiuzhen's hatred for monsters is greater than that of a guardian, whose duty is to protect the common people.
At the entrance of Zhizhu Alley, the Langya Team, a group of monks, Tang Yifeng, Cao Tianzhi, Liu Cong and Chen Zheng were all anxiously waiting for that person to appear.
Finally, when Li Xiuzhen appeared with a broken arm, some people breathed a sigh of relief, while others felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Ye Ziyu had never felt that the alley was so long. She ran all the way and finally stood at the top of the alley and saw Ye Yu next to the well.
She jumped down from a high place and came to Ye Yu's side in two or three steps.
Following closely behind, Tang Yifeng and Cao Tianzhi also appeared at a high place. Cao Tianzhi wanted to run down anxiously but was stopped by Tang Yifeng.
"What are you doing?" Cao Tianzhi glared at Tang Yifeng while blowing his beard.
"Forget it, let them be together, we are outsiders after all."
Tang Yifeng took a breath, sat down and said.
Cao Tianzhi was anxious, but he still thought carefully and sat next to Tang Yifeng.
As soon as he sat down, Tang Yifeng stretched out his hand.
"What?"
"Come on, I know you're going to smoke."
Cao Tianzhi lit up a cigarette, then threw the cigarette case and lighter to Tang Yifeng: "You don't smoke, don't you?"
In the firelight, Tang Yifeng smoked a cigarette for the first time. This person who always made people feel warm and calm said the three words "pressing and frightening" for the first time.
Cao Tianzhi laughed and said nothing.
"What about you, what were you thinking about just now?" Tang Yifeng asked seemingly casually.
"I was wondering how big a coffin would be for Li Xiuzhen if my eldest brother dies," Cao Tianzhi replied.
Tang Yifeng glanced at Cao Tianzhi, not pretending.
The two were speechless and turned their attention to the two people below.
Ye Ziyu hugged Ye Yu and cried loudly. She kept calling Ye Yu's name, but Ye Yu seemed unable to hear. The cracks in her body were getting bigger and bigger.
"Mom, are you here? Mom, Ye Yu is going to die, please save him, Mom." Ye Ziyu burst into tears, her body was shaking uncontrollably, and even her voice became distorted.
"Little girl, stop crying, it's so noisy."
Hui climbed out of the well and said impatiently: "What's the use of just crying? You don't know how to heal? If your mother had helped, Ye Yu would have been alive long ago."
Ye Ziyu couldn't care less about who the other person was when he was in a mood, and yelled at the other person: "What sarcastic words did you say? Come and save him. If you can't save anyone, get back!"
You Nunuuzui is ready to crawl back, little thief, I really don’t want to serve you anymore.
"Get out, don't go back."
A sword was placed on Hui's neck. The person who came was none other than Liu Cong. He was holding Ye Yu's fairy sword to hold Hui down, and the murderous intent could no longer be hidden in his eyes.
"No, Uncle Liu, how can I do what you monks can't do?" Xixi said with a smile.
"If we help you, you can do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man appeared out of nowhere, wearing the clothes of a migrant worker and dragging Chen Zheng to stand by the well. He also imitated regret and said with a playful smile.
"Assistant demon, are you crazy Xu Chuan?"
Chen Zheng frowned. Is this Uncle Xu sent by the stranger so unreliable?
"Shh." Xu Chuan signaled the other party to speak less, and then said to Xiui: "Don't hide it from us. Your ability is to turn back time, so even if your strength ranks last among the seventy-two demons, He’s still a very powerful demon, isn’t he?”
"Hey, boy, it sounds like you know me very well." Xiu climbed up and sat on the mouth of the well and corrected: "It's not a countdown. I am the upright number one among the seventy-two demons. How could those big and thick fools know how awesome I am?" Wherever you are, tell me how to trade."
Xu Chuan rubbed his hands: "In this way, the next guardian will be me. During the period of my guardianship, I will not suppress you in any way. Not only that, I also have some treasures of heaven and earth. If you take a look, I guarantee that your Taoism will skyrocket for a hundred years." "
"Huh?! Is this such a good thing?" Xiang touched his chin: "You kid, don't try to block me. Are you a guardian?"
"Oh, it's true, sir."
"Okay, depending on your sincerity, those two, help me." Hui commanded Liu Cong and Chen Zheng arrogantly.
Liu Cong snorted coldly, but still sent his spiritual power to Hui without any reservation. Chen Zheng on the other side struggled for a while before slowly instilling spiritual power into Xiu.
"bring it on."
Xu Chuan slapped Ye Yu's Tianling Cap. Without waiting for Ye Ziyu, who was crying into tears, to react, Wang Wan's spiritual body, which was integrated with Ye Yu, was pulled out.
"Okay, keep an eye on mortals, this is technical power that you can't see."
Xiang clasped Wang Wan's abdomen with his hand, thought for a while and asked: "Little girl, after saving your son, you will never be reincarnated again."
Wang Wan smiled and said, "It's okay."
Even a cold-blooded devil like Shihui couldn't help but sigh at this moment. After much thought, he started to turn the button. Wang Wan's body changed from a spirit body to a pile of golden powder, which was then poured into Ye Yu's body by Xu Chuan. Repair the broken body.
Wang Wan was a winner, and she could not escape the fate of making wedding clothes for others throughout her life. Fortunately, that person was Ye Yu, and fortunately Ye Yu was that person.
Seeing that Ye Yu was fine, everyone left Zhizhu Lane with Ye Yu. After they left, Zhizhu Lane continued to collapse, and Zhizhu Lane would no longer exist in Fengning in the future.
Sitting on the wellhead, Hui didn't go back for a long time. Instead, he stared at the ruins around him and watched them gradually turn into nothingness.
Unlike humans, demons have an almost unlimited lifespan, but demons are also afraid of loneliness. They still prefer to wear human clothes, occasionally eat what humans eat, and see how humans live.
Xiang opened his hand, and there was some gold powder secretly hidden in his palm.
Regret molded the gold powder into a small paper crane, lifted it up and let it fly wherever it went.
Little girl, I will be reborn into a good family in my next life. It’s so hard here.
Regret held her chin and smiled foolishly.
Among the seventy-two demons, Hui is the one who has been suppressed the least often. In fact, not every demon has been suppressed. As Hui said, there are also demons among the demons who like to experience the human world.
Perhaps it was just after decades of repression that Ling Hui still had some good intentions, which prompted it to hide some of Wang Wan's spirit body so that Wang Wan could be reincarnated.
I hope you won’t meet a child like me in your next life, mother.
Ye Yu, who was sleeping, shed tears and said unconsciously.
