"Master, this is the deer platform you built for Master? Tsk tsk, it doesn't look very tall!" Standing on the high platform, with a panoramic view of the entire Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom, Ouyang looked around curiously, and smacked his lips and said.

"If you can't speak, I'll cut off your tongue for you!" Chang Suzhen said with a shake of the wine glass in her hand, and gave Ouyang a hard look.

Ouyang shrank his neck, raised his glass and drank it on his own, watching the distant scenery, humming a little song leisurely.

"Are you going to take her back to Qing Yunzong?" Chang Suzhen asked, looking at Ouyang, who was half lying there, looking dissolute.

"Where else can I go if I don't go back to the sect? Tutu is so small, I don't feel relieved to put it outside!" Ouyang said naturally.

"Leave me here!"

Ouyang paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at Chang Suzhen who was expressionless, and said with a sneer: "Master, why don't you treat her like a fart?"

"Why? Don't you believe me? Do you think I'm not as good as those human monks above Qing Yunzong teaching her?" Chang Suzhen glanced at Ouyang and asked back.

Ouyang organized his language and said cautiously: "That's not the case, but you have so many things to do every day, I'm afraid you don't have much time to educate her! After all, Tutu's way of rhythm is taught by the master of Penglai Xianshan---"

"Leave her! Can that slut in Penglai Xianshan be taught by me? There is no one in the world who understands monster cultivation better than me!" Chang Suzhen raised her eyebrows when she heard Ouyang talking about Penglai Xianshan, and clapped her hands The wine table shouted angrily.

Well, this mistress really knows the existence of another mistress!

Ouyang rolled his eyes and could only raise the wine glass in his hand to express his agreement.

Compared to Mu Yunge, who only has the sixth level of tribulation, Chang Suzhen, who has passed the ninth level of tribulation, can still teach Tu Tu.

A great monk like this can know the way a low-level monk is going by just looking at it.

So it doesn't matter who it is. I still have a lot of things to do, so it's not convenient to take Tutu with me.

Chang Suzhen looked at Ouyang who was putting on a mess, but a trace of sadness flashed between his brows. This kid Ouyang looked out of tune and was laughing and joking all day long.

But Chang Suzhen, who knew Ouyang's physical condition, knew very well that under Ouyang's laughing appearance, there was an extremely patient and tenacious heart hidden.

She kept Hututu by her side so that Ouyang would not sacrifice herself because of Hututu again.

He has done enough.

As a senior brother, Ouyang is indeed qualified!

It is a cruel thing for a young man of eighteen or nineteen to compete with an old monster that has lived for tens of millions of years.

Thinking of this, Chang Suzhen couldn't help being taken aback, and looked at the green shirt.

Only then did she remember that Ouyang in front of her was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

But even Chang Suzhen, who has lived for countless years, was shocked by what he was going to do.

Hu Yun bet all on a group of teenagers, but the teenager in front of him put all the pressure on his shoulders...

"Don't worry, within a hundred years, I'll give you back the Empress of the Tribulation Period!" Chang Suzhen seriously promised to Ouyang.

Ouyang raised his wine glass and took a sip of wine. Looking at the distance, he shook his head and said softly: "Empress, Du Jie, in fact, I don't have too much expectation for Tu Tu, as long as she can be happy Just grow up happy, this is not only my hope, but also the hope of the old man!"

After saying these words, Ouyang's will was a little depressed, and when he looked at this magnificent city of ten thousand monsters, his eyes were a little dim.

Tutu's future destiny will be the future Wan Yao Empress, but is that really what Tutu wants?

Obviously what Hu Yun gave her was to live happily, and she thought so too.

To become the so-called empress and take over the burden of the entire demon clan would run counter to the expectations of myself and the old man.

After going to that pure white space, when I pressed my hand on the tombstone in that space.

His biggest idea is not how to break the situation, but to drag the old man out of his mind, and then give two big competitions.

Hu Yun has been planning for so long, it can be said that there are no omissions, and the ending is also considered satisfactory, but this kind of practice of using his closest people as pawns and betting his life until now, Ouyang can't agree with it.

If, even if there was any mistake that caused Tu Tu to disappear, how would Ouyang deal with Tu Yun, his titular mistress?

Ouyang didn't want to think about it, or even dared to think about it.

Although Hu Yun couldn't agree with what he did, Ouyang found it sad that he seemed to be following the old path of his master.

From the day when the foundation was established, he took over the baton from Hu Yun's hand and became another Hu Yun himself.

This world seems to need constant sacrifices in order to be saved, so there is no need for this world to exist.

That's what I said, but when things happened to me, even Ouyang, who thought he was sober in the world, still made the same choice as Hu Yun.

The chessboard of heaven and earth, immortals, monks, living beings, the dead, all things, and even demons from outside the territory are all on this chessboard, which is indeed a bit small.

Speaking of it, I still blame that damned fellow, the damned old man made me live so tired!

Ouyang took a big gulp of wine, thinking about when he would be able to pull that old boy Hu Yun out of his mind, and then beat him up violently.

The hatred in my heart has been eliminated!

If you drink a lot, you will get drunk, not to mention that you don't drink very well. When Fu Guang disappeared and the city was brightly lit, Ouyang was already drunk and confused.

But behind him is his own elders, so it's not a problem to do some things like unrestrained behavior today.

Tsing Yi flipped over, dancing on the deer platform like a drunkard, singing loudly under the stars all over the sky.

Behind her, Chang Suzhen rested her chin with one hand, looked at Ouyang, who was crazy about drinking, but thought of another person in her mind.

Everyone has their own thoughts, and everyone has their own worries.

Chang Suzhen looked at Ouyang who was lying down suddenly, couldn't help but chuckled, raised her wine glass to Ouyang, and respected him from a distance.

For those who are at the forefront, no matter who they are, they will respect them.

Ouyang lifted his robe and lay down on the deer platform with big characters, looking at the sky full of stars.

The sea of ​​stars is vast, and the Milky Way is like a belt.

This kind of dreamy starry sky is something that I have never seen in my previous life.

In the eyes of Ouyang, who was already drinking a little bit of his brain, the stars in the sky began to move slowly.

Familiar faces passed before his eyes slowly, and Ouyang muttered drunkenly: "Three thousand miles of road dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of road clouds and moons, they are all people who want to do great things, kid Let's go!"

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