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The night was quiet outside the window, Meng Huaize had already fallen asleep, his brows were stretched, and his breathing was shallow, Wu Yue opened his eyes and looked at him for a while, then looked away and closed his eyes after a long time.

Back then, after his inner alchemy was crushed by Hu Lao's claws, according to the demon's unrelenting ruthlessness, Hu Lao must have completely pinched his last breath before giving up, and Wu Yue had completely lost the ability to fight back at that time. Without strength, he can almost only wait for death, and that god appeared at this time.

He was not very strong. Whether it was Wu Yue, who had just grown up at that time, or Hu Lao, who had cultivated for a thousand years, if his demon power was at its peak, he would not necessarily fall to his disadvantage. But at that time, Wu Yue was dying and Hu Lao was seriously injured. When they are holding their breath and are dying, some random force from the outside world is enough to kill them.

Hu Lao guessed the current situation, felt that Wu Yue's inner alchemy was broken, and letting him go would be a dead end, so the moment the god appeared, he immediately stopped and ran away with injuries, so Wu Yue didn't kill him immediately.

In the dark, Wu Yue closed his eyes, his face was expressionless, but his hands covered his chest.The feeling of the inner alchemy being crushed was really uncomfortable, and it was still fresh in his memory after hundreds of years.

At that time, in the excruciating pain, Wu Yue's demonic power quickly disappeared, and he was helpless to avoid it. He passed out in pain and anger, and it took an unknown amount of time before his consciousness emerged from the darkness.

Wu Yue opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was that god.

"You're awake." This was the first sentence Wu Yue heard him say, his voice was hoarse and dry, but there was a hint of fresh surprise.

"Who are you?" Wu Yue looked at him vigilantly, trying to stand up, but unfortunately his limbs were so stiff that they seemed to be completely shattered, and he managed to hold up a little bit, but there was a bone-piercing pain in his chest.

Wu Yue lowered his head, the first thing he saw was a soft light, and then his blood dripping chest.A bead was slowly floating in the flesh and blood on his chest, and the soft light penetrated into the flesh and poured into his body, relieving some of the dryness of the demon power.

Wu Yue's first reaction was to reach out and pick out the unknown bead.

As soon as he moved his hand, he was held down by the god.

"Don't move," said the god, "your inner alchemy is broken, if you take it out, you will die immediately."

At that time, Wu Yue's spikes were even more sharp than now, and even if he was at a disadvantage, he was still unruly. He frowned and looked at the god, and said bluntly: "What's the matter with you?"

Under the mask, Wu Yue couldn't see the god's expression, he just heard him patiently say: "Don't worry, I won't harm you, I just don't want to watch you die."

Wu Yue felt even more strange. What does the life and death of a goblin have to do with a god?

"You can try to mobilize the demon power in your body to see if you can turn it into your inner alchemy." That god said.

Although there are many rare and precious treasures on Jiuyi Mountain, most of them are the objects of the transformation of heaven and earth. At that time, Wu Yue seldom went out of the mountain.He tried to mobilize the remaining demon power, and was surprised to find that the bead seemed to be integrated with him, and the demon power gathered and expanded from it, and then scattered into his limbs and bones, and the bloody wound healed quickly elephant.

"What is this?" Wu Yue asked.

"Since it is useful to you, don't worry about its previous name," said the god, "it will be your inner alchemy from now on."

Wu Yue looked at him, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you help me?"

"I said, I just don't want to watch you die." The god stood up, and following his movements, there was a clattering sound in the dim marshes, and Wu Yue saw the chains that bound his hands and feet.

"And," he said, "it's of no use to me."

Wu Yue frowned and thought for a while, his inner alchemy was broken, this bead was indeed the best for him, but he didn't want to accept anyone's kindness, so he asked, "How do you want me to repay you?"

The god was a little surprised at first, then laughed: "No need."

Wu Yue's brows frowned even tighter. He sized up the god in front of him. There was mist over the swamp, and the god in front of him was dressed in a white robe. Many places were tattered and old, and black chains lined it. It looked extremely dazzling.

"Well," Wu Yue said, "I'll help you break this broken chain."

"No..." Before the god's refusal was finished, Wu Yue had already grasped the chain nimbly. He poured all the demon power into his hand and pulled it with all his strength, but there was no response.

"You can't break this chain," said the god.

Wu Yue did not believe in evil, he turned into his original body, his sharp claws smashed on the chain, splashing a piece of golden light, and the buzzing sound swayed in the black feather lake, the chain was still intact, but Wu Yue was the one who received the reaction. Eclipsed, dizzy for a moment.

The god said helplessly, "I told you..."

Wu Yue continued to groan in silence. I don't know what the chain was made of. He tossed it for a long time without leaving any traces on it.Wu Yue couldn't hold back his face, he forced himself to hum and said, "You wait, I'm not strong enough now, I'll recover my demon power after a while, and I'll definitely break it for you."

The inner marshland of Wuyu Ze was overgrown, dark and chaotic all the year round, and day and night could not be distinguished. Wu Yue stayed in it for a few days. He fused with the bead very quickly, and his demon power also recovered quickly. During that time, he only focused on his work. One thing is to grind the chain.

The demonic power is useless to the chain, but the stronger the demonic power is put on it, the more severe the backlash will be.Wu Yue then turned into his original body, laying down beside the god, without any demonic power, he only used his claws to grind them, the claws were almost worn out, but the chain still remained motionless.

Wu Yue is not An Sheng's temperament, he was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't help but began to bite his teeth, and he bit them a few times, but it was still in vain. He ran back and forth in the swamp for a few laps, the water splashed all over the swamp, vented some of his anger, and then came back wet, jumped onto the boulder, lay down on the side of the god, grabbed the chain and continued to grind furiously.

The god followed him to toss, and seeing his fuming fur, he even reached out and smoothed his wet hair.

Wu Yue didn't like to be touched by others, so he shook his head to avoid his hand, the god withdrew his hand, and said with a soft smile: "Well, if you insist on doing something for me, then live well and become a good person soon. Get stronger, protect the inner alchemy, and don't be pushed to the ground by other monsters again."

"Who was pushed to the ground and beaten?" Wu Yue retorted unconvinced. He turned into a human body and sat side by side with the god, his feet hanging under the stone, and the soles of his shoes lightly tapped water. He turned his head to look at his side and asked again said, "That's all?"

"That's all." The god said.

Wu Yue's gaze fell on the hand by his side. It was rough and cracked, and there were countless small wounds superimposed on it. The god noticed Wu Yue's gaze, curled up his fingers as if nothing had happened, and covered his hand in his sleeve .

Wuyu Ze is not a good place, the mist in it is very erosive, and other chaotic places other than Wu Yu Ze are similar. He wanders in these places all year round, and he will inevitably be hurt.

He said to Wu Yue: "Since your injury is almost healed, you should leave here quickly."

"What about you?" Wu Yue asked.

He shook his head.

"Come with me to Jiuyi Mountain," Wu Yue said, "There's no sunshine here, it's not good at all, I can give you half of the cave, and I also have a big blanket made of fox fur, which is soft. "

"I have no way to leave these chaotic lands."

"Why?" Wu Yue frowned, "What did you do wrong? Who punished you?"

The god looked at the drowsy and boundless marshes and remained silent.

Wu Yue scratched his head with some annoyance, thought for a while and said, "Then where are you going, I will accompany you, anyway, I have nothing else to do."

"No. The reason why these lands are dead is because it is not suitable for living beings to stay longer. It will cause great harm over time. You have to leave quickly."

"I don't care," Wu Yue said disdainfully, "You can stay in these places, why can't I? Besides, my demon power is not weaker than yours."

"I didn't mean that," the god paused, and said bluntly, "I don't like people following me."

Being disgusted so clearly, Wu Yue was dumb, and then turned back into his original body in shame, turned his back and sulked.

The god explained behind him: "I don't dislike you, but I have my own things to do, and you..."

"Understood!" Wu Yue interrupted him angrily, "Let's go now!"

Even though he said so, when it was time to leave, he couldn't help but turn his head back. Through the floating and surging mist, the god was hidden in it, surrounded by boundless darkness, and he was the only one with a touch of thin white.

Wu Yue couldn't help but take two steps back, and said to him, "I'll come to you later."

"The place of death is vast, and I won't stay in Wuyu Ze for a long time, and these places are not good for demons, so don't come again." The god said.

Wu Yue was rejected one after another, turned around angrily and left.

After that, he went to Wuyu Ze a few times, and he could only see the endless swamp and mist in it, and the rest was empty.During these years, he traveled to many deserted places, but he never saw that god again.

Just like what he said to Meng Huaize, I don't know if he is still wandering somewhere dead, or he is already dead.