Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

"Then how about Li Yi?" Wen Ruyu asked again.

After swallowing the pill, he felt much better, and the excitement in his moist eyes became even stronger! That was a Spiritual Severing Realm! The four of them defeated a Spiritual Severing Realm person!

“If he doesn’t have some skills, he won’t be able to reach the level of a spiritual master in this demonic realm.” Yu Mu was also lying on his back with his arms and legs spread out.

Wen Ruyu, on the other hand, was very excited: "It was a great fight today! If you hadn't handed over the follow-up matters to Li Yi, I would really like to fight him a few more times!"

"What are you so excited about?"

Mo glanced at Wen Ruyu, who seemed to be full of energy, and sneered, "As for Li Yi, if I fight to the death, I can defeat her myself. With four against one, do you think I can give you confidence?"

"Oh, you are so arrogant. Look at yourself, you are as tired as a dog." Wen Ruyu sneered, and Mo got angry instantly!

With a vicious pounce, the two of them started fighting! Pulling hair, ears, kicking crotch, rolling on the ground, etc., how could they still be described as strong and proud...

Lu Xinghe swallowed his saliva and smiled awkwardly: "They are really energetic."

"Isn't it?" Yu Mu climbed onto the stone bench, took out the wine utensils, and pulled Lu Xinghe up.

"Xinghe, your physical strength has also increased very quickly. That sword strike you made earlier was truly powerful and truly amazing."

As he spoke, Yu Mu filled Lu Xinghe's glass with wine.

"I was just forced into a corner. When it comes to killing, although I am a sword cultivator, I am far inferior to you and Fellow Daoist Mo." Seeing that the wine was full, Lu Xinghe couldn't wait to drink a glass.

He came to the Demon Realm with Yu Mu without knowing why, and they had been together for such a long time, so how could he not know Yu Mu?

"If you have something to say, just tell me. Do you want to return the 100,000 spirit stones to me?"

"Oh, what spirit stone?"

Yu Mu spread his hands. Lu Xinghe! After coming to Jiuya Mountain, he didn't lack any food, drink or other necessities. He didn't know how many spirit stones and resources were lying in his storage ring.

Are you still thinking about those 100,000 spirit stones?

"I know what you fear in your heart, and I understand that this fear is different from that fear, but this fear will eventually bury the edge of your sword."

After hearing what Yu Mu said, the timidity on Lu Xinghe's face seemed to be diluted by the alcohol.

He looked at Yu Mu and said, "Yu Mu, you are my brother, Lu Xinghe. I have acknowledged this since the second time we met. I don't know why, but I just inexplicably acknowledged it and believed it inexplicably."

"You are my brother too." Yu Mu raised his glass and it touched the glass in Lu Xinghe's hand, making a crisp sound.

Not far away, Mo and Wen Ruyu were still fighting. Neither of them was willing to give in. Their heads and faces were covered in dirt.

After another glass of strong liquor, Lu Xinghe smiled and said, "I have my own way of swordsmanship. I know that being a brother is for the good of my younger brother, but as a younger brother I just want to stick to it."

As he spoke, a trace of bitterness flashed across his face: "Perhaps the sword in my heart has died since we parted at Jianmen, but I think I will let it slowly come back to life with your company."

"This is my sword, and mine alone.

Yu Mu, you know what I mean."

"Okay, I understand. I won't say anything more. I will always be with you." Yu Mu raised his glass again. Lu Xinghe smiled happily, and the jade cups made a crisp sound when they touched each other.

The setting sun cast a beautiful blood-red light on the horizon. The blood-red light was cast on the jade cup, making the wine in the cup look particularly tempting.

It was just two natives fighting each other...it was quite indecent.

The two were tired of fighting, and there was no clear winner, so they both sat down on the stone chairs, and Mo took out a few jars of good wine.

For some reason, Wen Ruyu's storage ring contained so many delicious and large dishes. She placed them on the table while crying...

The beautiful scene of the two drinking together is no longer there, but there is more of the flavor of life, more... just like a family, full of joy.

Strong liquor is intoxicating!

Especially when Wen Ruyu and Mo were fighting, Xiao Jiji had to carry them back in the end. Wen Ruyu had planned this all along! He had already packed up his own room, but he really lived in the Seven Killings Palace...

As for Lu Xinghe, he returned to his training room with a confused look on his face, looking drunk.

On the contrary, after these people left, Yu Mu's eyes, which were originally filled with drunkenness, became clear almost instantly. Want to refuse to drink under Mo's nose? It's almost impossible!

However, as Yu Mu was cleaning up the mess, he sighed, he never expected that the leaves of the Tiandao Tree could have such an effect?

Put one tablet under your tongue, and you will never get drunk even if you drink a thousand cups! Moreover... this thing seems to be very effective in detoxification.

There is no way, I am already in my twenties and can’t drink as much as the young ones~

Yu Mu smiled complacently.

He casually picked up a ripe spiritual fruit from the nearby medicinal field and took a bite. He used the Tiandao tree leaves that were still under his tongue to dissolve the power of the medicine, and then climbed onto the roof in a daze.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the slender hands stroke the strings of the zither. The tune is melodious yet resonant, and the night breeze blows across the handsome face.

Who would have known that the hand that touched the strings so clean was stained with blood.

When the song ended, Yu Mu frowned slightly.

It was not until Li Daoji, dressed in a white Taoist robe, appeared beside him that Yu Mu spoke calmly, "I thought you wanted me to kick that tree again before you came out. You're already playing the piano on your roof. How tactless."

"It's not that I came late, it's just that the Emperor's music was so pleasant that I was intoxicated for a moment."

Li Dao Ji looked up at the bright moon, and Yu Mu finally understood why this man had such an outstanding temperament despite his ordinary appearance.

There seems to be a kind of Tao rhyme surrounding him. This may be Li Dao Ji's Tao, or perhaps it is the Tao of the Spirit of Heaven.

That kind of Tao rhyme encompasses all living things in this world.

His equally ordinary eyes were filled with endless compassion and love for this world.

The former spirit of heaven, after looking back, has completely transformed into a real living being.

Perhaps the only thing he lacked at this moment was the tree deep in his sea of ​​consciousness that was supposed to transform into his physical body.

"Yu Mu, are you worried?"

Li Daoji was still looking at the bright moon, but suddenly he looked at Yu Mu: "I didn't create you, and I never expected that this world would have such changes."

"Or maybe, as the inner demon said, your background is not ordinary? It is still unknown, but now I am unable to trace it back."

"Who thinks of this?" Yu Mu smiled helplessly.

“I’m thinking about the road ahead.”

"The road ahead? Just think about it. After all, we can only take one step at a time." Li Dao Ji stretched like Yu Mu, and a trace of laziness flashed across his face.

But after all, this plain white Taoist robe is somewhat out of place with his current appearance.

"You played the piano on my rooftop and waited for Yu Mu to come. If it wasn't for my background, I'm afraid you wanted me to help you, right?"