The Demon Venerable laughed softly in his ear and asked, "What do you mean by returning together?"
He got too close. Ye Yunlan's ears went numb, and a blush appeared on his face. He was silent for a moment, and then answered in a low voice: "The Great Dao is three thousand and one thousand, the same destination by different paths. Regardless of whether it is the right way or the devil's way, I hope you can go smoothly and safely, and one day, you will see the end of the Dao."
Demon Venerable said: "Oh? I thought that Master meant to return hand in hand with me."
Ye Yunlan's face was even more red. He was born white, and a little bit of color on his cheeks was particularly conspicuous, like peach blossoms falling on his face, and like just ripe pink peach, people couldn't help but want to take a bite.
For a long time, he did not argue.
The Demon Venerable took his hand, intertwined his fingers with him, and pushed him against the stone pillar, kissing and biting him, as if he really regarded himself as a hairy boy who had just been crowned adult, and the excitement was still alive. Haven't been there.
The two of them played all the way, and fell into the grass next to them, with grass and flower petals on the front of their clothes, and the drizzle wet their cheeks between their hair.
Demon Venerable hugged him and smiled like an innocent child.
"Master, I am very happy today."
Ye Yunlan looked at his face with the fresh breath of a living person. The sullen anger entangled in his eyebrows seemed to dissipate a lot, and a little bright light appeared in his bloody eyes.
Ye Yunlan's golden eyes also seemed to be enveloped by a little mist and rain, and he softly said "um".
Demon Venerable's brows and eyes curved, and he picked up his whole body.
"Let's go to the woods to hide from the rain," he said.
Ye Yunlan frowned slightly, a little wary.
To hide from the rain, you only need to go back to the palace, but Mozun insisted on going to the woods to hide from the rain.
Again, I remembered last night, the Demon Venerable invited him to the high pavilion, and he also excused himself to watch the stars.
"Even if the exercises are beneficial to your cultivation, you shouldn't practice too much and be impatient," he said.
Demon Venerable kissed his cheek and said.
"I don't practice today, I just relax. I'm finally crowned as an adult, and the reward from my master, okay?"
Ye Yunlan said expressionlessly: "You are nearly half a hundred years old." The passage of time in the fairy boat is not the same as the outside world. If it was just based on his physical age, the Demon Venerable was already older than his current physical age.
Demon Venerable said seriously: "I'm only an adult, just now."
So this young man hurriedly carried him into the woods to hide from the rain.
The air in the woods is very humid, his back is against a tree, the bark is a little rough, rubbing against his back, it hurts a little.
But not unbearable.
He exhaled softly.
Unable to touch the ground, he kept sliding down.
There is a sense of weightlessness falling into the clouds.
Again? Was thrown into the sky by the huge waves.
Among the waves, he heard the sound of rain, the gentle wind, and the chirping of birds.
The sticky water dripped on a white anemone next to the tree trunk.
The sweet scent of flowers spreads out.
They seemed to fly over the mountains together, cross the ocean, and stop at the place where the flowers were blooming.
Mozun asked him, "Xianchang, are you happy?"
He closed his eyes and was speechless.
Demon Venerable: "Xianchang, come down from the clouds and come with me."
He still didn't speak, just clenched his shoulders.
The red dust is like a net.
He was already in it.
Demon Venerable let out a deep breath.
Then he buried his head beside his neck.
"This world is so filthy, fortunately, I have the Immortal Chief to accompany me."
He took Ye Yunlan back to the magic palace, changed into clean clothes, and wiped Ye Yunlan's slightly damp hair.
Ye Yunlan held a teacup with hot water in both hands and drank it slowly.
Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt across the sky.
Downpours washed down
Thunder roared.
Ye Yunlan's body trembled.
The Demon Venerable noticed and said, "Master is afraid of thunder?"
Ye Yunlan's rosy complexion had turned pale. He was silent for a while, and said, "Close the window."
Demon Venerable went to close the window.
When I came back, I found that my master was sitting on the head of the bed, looking down at the teacup in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.
The Demon Venerable sat by the bed, leaned over and kissed his forehead.
"I am by the side of Master, just a little thunderstorm, nothing to fear."
Ye Yunlan gave a soft "um".
It was raining a little when he came back, and his lips were a little pale.
The Demon Venerable bowed his head and kissed him gently.
It wasn't until his lips showed a bright red color that he released him.
Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps from outside.
Elder Xue's voice sounded: "Honorable Lord, the big thing is bad, the Taoist sect has gathered countless soldiers and horses, and they have already attacked the Demon Territory!"
Demon Venerable didn't look at all, but just stretched out his hand to tidy up Ye Yunlan's clothes.
Ye Yunlan's brows were already condensed.
"What's the matter?" he said.
Demon Venerable hooked his lips, and his eyes overflowed a little blood red and deep.
He whispered, "It's not a big deal. I'll fix it soon."
Ye Yunlan was not easily fooled by him.
"What happened, why? The righteous path will come to the Demon Domain to encircle and suppress you at this time."
Mozun was silent for a moment, then chuckled: "It seems that Master really doesn't know anything about his own charm."
"In the name of righteousness and demons, they are actually here for you."
Ye Yunlan wondered, "For me?"
The Demon Venerable raised his hand and stroked his face, "I've been looking for you for the past thirty or ten years, and I'm not the only one." As if remembering something, his bloody eyes showed a little contempt, "It's just that I finally found yours. , but I am the only one."
Demon Venerable stared at him, "Master, you are mine, and it will be the same from now on."
That sense of madness with paranoia was revealed in his words, but now Ye Yunlan has become accustomed to him, he let the Demon Venerable stroke his cheek, and gently touch his eyelashes like a butterfly. Asked, "Who are the people who came here?"
"A lot," Demon Venerable said casually, "but they're just a bunch of people."
Dark shadows swirled around the room.
The Demon said: "If they can't get you, they will try their best to smear and insult you. Just like they can't get rid of the demon, they call me the most evil monster in the world, as if all the sins in the world are born because of me, Start with me."
Ye Yunlan looked at his indifferent expression, and suddenly did not know how many scoldings and curses he had endured over the years. Back then, Shen Shu, who went to the Xianzhou alone and disappeared, and then fell into a demon, how would he be treated by the world
Elder Xue's anxious shouts kept ringing outside the door.
The thunderstorm sounded outside the window.
The Demon Lord stood up and said to him.
"Master and take a good rest here, I will be back soon."
He picked up the Shura sword by the table.
The dark red blade seemed to flow with blood, and countless resentments were deposited.
Ye Yunlan suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.
But the door was open and the wind was howling.
Demon Venerable has disappeared.
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Lumen Mountain.
"You're finally here." Chen Weiyuan smiled and looked at the person in front of him. The other person's golden eyes taught him a little bit of focus that was hard to shift.
Ye Yunlan, who got the Nirvana of the Phoenix Bone, might be what he looks like.
Maybe stronger and more perfect than him.
Ye Xuanguang stood on the edge of the cliff with the Demon Emperor Sword. He was still wearing the royal uniform of the prince, clearly arriving in a hurry. The fierce golden eyes stared at the distant magic palace, and a blood aura from the same source made his blood flow.
Ever since Ye Yunlan was drained of his blood, he has never felt such an aura from his own brother.
As if feeling the breath of closeness, the Demon Emperor Sword also made a few low sounds.
Ye Xuanguang said: "My brother... How is Fellow Daoist Ye now?"
He was seriously injured in the battle for the unification of the Western Continent ten years ago, and his injuries are still unhealed in the retreat. However, he received news from Chen Weiyuan at the retreat place. Instead, he was hidden in the magic palace by the devil, and now he is married as a Taoist companion.
So he hurried out of the customs and asked Yujian to come.
Ye Di was furious at this.
The Sun Palace formation was opened to him, but he was no longer the self who had been forcibly promoted to Mortal Transformation back then and had an unstable foundation. Even if the injury hadn't healed, he had forcibly broken the formation and came here.
Because of this, he and Ye Di have completely torn their faces.
Chen Weiyuan said: "What exactly happened in the magic palace, hasn't it been rumored in this world? What? I need to say more."
There is a little iron-blue color on Ye Xuanguang's surface.
Chen Weiyuan sighed.
"We're all late."
Ye Xuanguang: "I didn't come to listen to your nonsense. I want to rescue him."
"The magic palace is protected by nine major formations, and the devil is immortal. How can you be rescued by yourself?" Chen Weiyuan smiled faintly.
Ye Xuanguang: "What do you need me to do, just say it."
Chen Weiyuan said: "I need the ancient demon bone to set up a formation method, but the injustice on the demon bone is deep, if there is no strong blood to protect it, it will be infected and lose my mind. If it was before, I can still take on this task. I can, but now I can't."
Ye Xuanguang looked at his broken body and frowned slightly, "You want me to be the leader of the formation?"
Chen Weiyuan took out the black box in his hand.
"Only you can do this now."
Ye Xuanguang: "Then who will break the magic palace?"
Chen Weiyuan glanced over at him, looking east.
"People have come."
Then I saw several huge flying boats flying from the drowsy sky of the Demon Domain.
Faster than the flying boat, it is a figure in white.
A piercing sword light slashed on the magic palace formation.
Boom!
The huge sound drowned out the four fields, and the terrifying power spread out, blowing the sleeves of the two of them.
"Sect Master of Tianzong?" Ye Xuanguang said.
Chen Weiyuan supported his chin with his hand, half-closed his eyelids, and nodded with a light smile.
This is this expression, which looked quite pleasing to the eyes on his handsome face back then, but now, with his yellow face and thin skin, it only makes people feel slippery and wretched.
And those few flying boats were intercepted by flying boats coming from the disciples of the Demon Sect who also arrived at a distance of dozens of miles from the magic palace.
From the sight of Luming Mountain, you can see countless Taoist monks swarming out of the flying boat and colliding with the coming demon disciples.
For a while, the sound of shouting and killing vibrated, and all kinds of magic weapons and auras flickered.
The two wars of righteousness and demons have begun.
Blood light spread all over the sky.
And the sword intent that was slashing the magic palace array did not stop, the sand swept wild, and the gravel splashed.
The disciples of the Demon Domain came to organize in a hurry, and there was no leader to preside over them.
The Taoist disciples chased after the victory, approaching ten miles away from the magic palace.
Someone hid in the crowd and roared.
"What is the Supreme Being of the Demon Realm, but? The tortoise that shrinks its head will only shrink in the formation and dare not come out! First, it is ungrateful to betray the sect, and then? Forced marriage to force your master, how can the world allow a beast like you to be free!"
The disciples of the Demon Realm who opposed them listened to these words and sweated coldly. Most of the rumors of Demon Venerable circulating in other parts of the world were false, but only they in the Demon Realm had truly felt the horror of that figure.
Give them a hundred courage, and they don't dare to offend the Demon Venerable so much.
Suddenly, the cultivator who was hiding in the crowd and roaring disappeared, like the strings of a piano that stopped abruptly.
Everyone looked at him in horror, and found that the cultivator was strangled by his own shadow, and a cultivator next to him tried to save him, but he did not expect that even his own shadow had changed, wrapping his neck around him. live.
Seeing this, everyone did not dare to move.
Seeing the cultivator's face turning blue, but for a moment, he was actually strangled to death in front of everyone.
After his death, his shadow has not disappeared, but wrapped his body, squirmed and chewed his flesh and blood, and then devoured it inch by inch.
This scene was truly terrifying, and many young monks who had seen such a terrifying scene for the first time only felt their stomachs churn and their legs trembled.
Suddenly there was a deep and eerie chill in the wind.
And the mad sand flying all over the sky suddenly stopped.
The gate of the magic palace that was closed has been silently opened.
Someone came out with a magic sword.
The man was dressed in a mysterious robe, his eyes were as red as blood, and looking at it was like falling into purgatory.
He stood there like a thrilling thick ink, all the darkness around him condensed on him, in the sword in his hand.
"It's too noisy," he said.