The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

The courtyard was quiet, and the people under the shade of the trees did not move for a long time.

"What? Regret it?"

Shen Yuyan smiled at Yanyan, just as elegant as when they first met.

Qu Zhao lowered his head, "No, it's because the Xu family doesn't know what's good."

Shen Yu saw her thoughts clearly, and it was because of the clarity that she was more happy.

The transformation that she couldn't complete by herself was done by her.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind them, and the two approached with a dead body.

"Young priest, Bai Lingzhi, a thousand-year-old Buddha, was eaten by this man."

The smell of soul medicine still remained in the man's mouth, his face was flushed, and his abdomen glowed faintly.

The Xu family is really hardworking.

Shen Yu glanced at it lightly, turned around and walked out, and said very calmly: "Then take it back and feed it to Xiaobai."

The subordinates knew that what she was talking about was the corpse, and Xiao Bai was the scary spider.

Black shadows came out of the house one after another without moving anything.

"Move the storeroom too." Qu Zhao ordered according to the usual practice.

"Commander Qu, the Xu family has nothing left."

"Huh? Why?"

"Earlier, the young priest said that he wanted to pass the robbery through the nine orifices, so the Holy Son led people to search Xu's house."

Qu Zhao suddenly remembered what Xu Guan said. It turned out that the Xu family had no way out.

If this is the case, why do you want to keep a thousand-year-old Buddha Bai Lingzhi in Xu's house...

She closed her eyes and raised them to look at the woman walking in front.

Her waist is like a bundle of plain clothes, graceful and graceful, and every step she takes is extremely tender and graceful.

It was an exceptionally beautiful gesture, but she saw a trace of evil in it.

"Then go back."

A gust of wind blew in the desolate courtyard, and the shadows of the trees on the ground swayed endlessly, sometimes showing a little blood, and sometimes showing a few pale faces.

.........

Ye Family——

Ye Yunshan and Ye Chen sat face to face, and there was an unsolvable chess game in front of them.

"Do you know where Shen Yu has gone?"

Ye Chen's chess hand paused slightly.

"Fall off the Three-day Cliff."

"She's in Xuan Cang Palace."

Ye Chen's gaze didn't change much.

After so many years, in fact, he has gradually forgotten about this person.

The undead tribe, the black market, Shenshui, the reincarnated golden lotus... For him, everything is more important than this person.

"The owner wants me to persuade her?"

"You don't have the ability."

Ye Yunshan smiled lightly, what he didn't say was that Shen Yu's absolute status in Xuancang Palace was not as simple as Ye Chen thought.

Xuancang Palace is too strict in control. Although he didn't get reliable inside information, he can guess that all the actions of Xuancang Palace are her masterpieces, but he doesn't know how she persuaded Gu Ming to trust her.

The conversation turned.

"If you really want to solve Shenshui, go ahead and do it boldly."

The expression on Ye Yunshan's face was extremely peaceful, as if he was not worried that Ye Chen would harm the Ye family because of this.

Ye Chen got up and saluted respectfully.

His cooperation with Bai Jiu naturally cannot escape Ye Yunshan's eyes.

"Shenshui is Ye Chen's confidant's big trouble, but now I'm afraid it will fall short."

"Do your best, don't need to trap yourself, first protect yourself, and then save the world."

Ye Yunshan is a good elder, and he is also a qualified patriarch.

"Ye Chen understands—"

Ye Chen got up to leave, and walked forward without stopping, until he came to the familiar courtyard before returning to his senses.

Maybe he did remember that there was such a person who gave him different feelings and made him see all kinds of people in the world.

But Shen Yu's appearance was a little blurry to him, and the Ye family had always been indifferent, let alone nostalgic for it.

Ye Chen, the most outstanding successor of the Ye family for thousands of years, he has learned everything about the ancestors of the Ye family.

Forget about the world of mortals, self-cultivation is natural.

"Ye Chen, will the cooperation continue?"

A male voice came from behind.

Ye Chen turned sideways slightly, and was a little surprised after seeing the person clearly.

He thought that he also... But thinking about it, how could such a genius disappear so easily.

Gu Jun is dressed in purple, which is really not neat. Although she still looks the same, her eyebrows and eyes have changed after all.

"Of course, as long as Bai Jiu is willing."

"She's dead." The man's voice was much lower and his expression was indifferent.

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Really...then how should we cooperate?"

"Your cooperation with Bai Jiu has continued to me."

According to Ye Chen's understanding, people like Gu Jun are not suitable for cooperation.

Xu was afraid that he would refuse, so Gu Jun said quickly: "I have the antidote, all you need is to gather monks from all over the world. If you are still not at ease, we can sign a soul contract."

When Ye Chen heard the antidote, he couldn't help feeling emotional, and said clearly: "No, I believe you."

I didn't want to say it, but when Gu Jun turned around, he still couldn't help saying: "What about Qingyun Palace..."

After he helped Bai Jiu fulfill his unfulfilled wish, how could he deal with such a behemoth as Xuancang Palace by himself.

Gu Jun's back suddenly became a little weaker, a little lonely for no reason.

"not my business."

Ye Chen stared at the empty ground and couldn't help sighing.

How could it have nothing to do with him? For so many days and nights, he also worked hard for Qingyun Palace.

It's just that things are unpredictable.

House seemingly endless rain.

Gu Jun left Ye's house and walked on the street.

The crowd was bustling and noisy, and the fragrance of divine water permeated the air, making people throb.

Broken bowls, water-soaked soil, howling people, monks who were slaughtered...everything seems so mundane.

He often thought that Ajiu was killed by himself, so during these lonely days, he sometimes fell into guilt and sometimes into pain.

Without him, Bai Jiu's journey might have been much easier.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was really an accident that someone like Ajiu appeared.

In such a chaotic and twisted world, why did such a Bai Jiu appear?

As he was walking, he was bumped into by someone behind him and staggered.

Instead, the man cursed a few times.

Strangely, Gu Jun didn't show any hostility, but felt that they were pathetic.

As he walked towards the Changsheng Pavilion faster and faster, he seemed to be concentrating on solving the divine water, just like Bai Jiu back then.

Maybe Bai Jiu's thoughts at the beginning were the same as his now, except for Shenshui, everything can be tolerated.

Even the grievances with Shen Yu seemed unimportant.

"Ancient Sacred Son—"

In front of you is the gate of Changsheng Pavilion, solemn and serious.

"I am no longer the Son of God." Gu Jun's expression was very indifferent.

Qingyun Palace has been destroyed.

The man smiled shyly, "The pavilion master is waiting for you upstairs."

The owner of the pavilion seemed to have anticipated everything about him, when Gu Jun arrived, he happened to look out the door.

"Come in and sit—"

Gu Jun paused, closed the door, stood in front of the old man, and bowed slightly.

"Gu Jun has something to ask for, and I hope the Pavilion Master will fulfill it."

"Shenshui has been a disaster for too long, and it should be cleaned up. Although my Changsheng Pavilion can't be as righteous as Bai Jiu, it is also a serious family of soul doctors."

"It's you, you have changed a lot after going out."

Gu Jun narrowed her eyes, "What is alive is just a body."

He died a long time ago, under Shen Yu's hands, at the moment Qingyun Palace was destroyed, in the sunlight on the top of Qutian Mountain.

The one alive is another Bai Jiu.

A person lives for a person, this is why the world exists forever.

It's just a pity that his passing will eventually disappoint other people.