The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

Zhi Zhi never forgets.

Of course I never forget.

Ever since Yue Feng allowed himself to fall into a demon, since he fell into the demon world, there hasn't been a day when he hasn't missed him.

Ever since he took shape, he has not been separated from Yue Feng for a day. Even when he ascended, the two were at the same time—but a hundred years passed, and they were already enemies.

The Tianhe divides the border, and each fights.

One is the heavens, and the other is the demons.

Between these two people, from now on, I'm afraid I can never say miss again.

"I..." Yu Sheng was about to say something, but Yue Feng in front of him interrupted him with a smile.

"If God Lord Yuyun misses me, he can come to the Demon Realm. Let's make a pair of happy mandarin ducks, just to avoid those troublesome precepts in the heaven realm."

"I miss the taste of Yuyun Shenjun very much."

There was an instant scene behind him.

In just a split second, Yu Sheng felt chills all over his body, as if the weather in the twelfth lunar month had thrown him into an ice cave.

The voices of discussion around him seemed to be very close to him for a moment, and then far away to the horizon for a moment.

Sometimes blurry, sometimes clear.

"Yuefeng, you are presumptuous one by one" He had never heard his own voice, trembling like this.

How can this kind of thing, how can it be treated as a joke in the public?

"fraud."

Yu Sheng gritted his teeth and paused every word.

Yue Feng told him.

He said he loved him, wishing he could hide him and leave him alone.

But today, is this person who speaks frivolously in public today and tells everyone about the affairs of the house, really Yuefeng?

He is not Yuefeng.

He can't be Yuefeng.

Yu Sheng fully drew the bow and arrow in his hand, a golden-red streamer flashed quickly, and rushed fiercely towards the heart of the person opposite him one by one "Yu Yun, don't!" Heng Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly and wanted to stop him, but it was too late up.

It's too late.

Puff.

He didn't hide.

Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't dodge, sure enough, it really wasn't Yuefeng.

But the next moment, Yu Sheng froze in place.

There were no tears or laments in those eyes, they just looked at him calmly, the pale golden pupils were like a calm lake, reflecting his stunned shadow.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and that arc had been traced thousands of times even in his dreams. He would not admit it, it was impossible to admit it. All the sounds in his ears went away, and it was faintly the sound of roaring, the sound of horns, gongs and drums. The sound of the sound, the sound of clanging steel, the sound of horseshoes, and someone knocked a bell, like a mourning song.

Yue Feng closed his eyes and fell in front of him.

There were no more waves on the pale golden lake.

"Yuyun, don't stand still!" Heng Yuan pulled him away from the edge of the battlefield with red eyes, then turned and entered the battlefield.

Yu Sheng stood there for a long time, his hands and feet felt numb.

"Yue, Feng."

at last.

Finally, the crowd calmed down, and then boiled again.

"Shenjun Yuyun!"

"Shenjun Yuyun killed that demon!"

"Shenjun Yuyun killed him!"

"This time the Heavenly Emperor confers the reward, the credit must be the Divine Lord Yuyun!"

"That's right, we said before that Lord Yujun had an affair with that demon, it seems to be true, but God Lord Yuyun killed his relatives righteously today, such a feat of bullshit!

Yu Sheng rushed forward suddenly, some people surrounded him and he pushed him away, and some people tried to pull him, but he pushed him away.

Under his feet was the corpse of an unknown person, and a long sword of an unknown person staggered and fell to the ground, and the blade sank into his palm.

Don't, don't... don't let him die!

Yu Sheng's eyes were blurred by tears, but he still gritted his teeth and stumbled towards Yuefeng.

The last thing he touched was Yue Feng's cold corpse.

He got it.

Why did Yuefeng fall into the devil? He was born with the body of a devil, and he fought against the power of heaven with his own power to wash away the devil's energy in his body and ascend to the heaven.

But the heavens still didn't allow it, and they forced him to the point where he fell into the devil world.

But as long as the demon seed is alive, everything will not stop.

The next spearhead in the heavens is the god Yuyun, who has a close relationship with the demons.

The demon seed never dies for a day, and the doubts of the Emperor of Heaven will never end.

"Yue Feng..." Yu Sheng trembled his hands, tears fell on Yue Feng's face.

A lovesickness red hairpin was given to Yuefeng by himself on the eve of leaving the heaven.

May Jun pick more, this thing is the most acacia.

...Ben is the most lovesick, but He Lun personally punishes him.

"I am willing, Yuefeng, I am willing..." As long as you ask me if I would like to go with you.

I will definitely say yes.

why you never asked me

Why do you take everything by yourself and even trade your life for it? Have you ever thought about what would be the point of doing this without you?

Without you, what would be the point of my pursuit of eternal life and ascension to the heavens?

If—Yuefeng, if we still have a future.

I'm here to watch over you.

On that day, the heavens fought against the demons.

Yujun Shenjun personally killed the demon species Yuefeng.

Yujun Shenjun, the last line of defense in the heavens, the Tianhe battlefield.

Everyone.

Everyone witnessed with their own eyes that with trembling hands, God Jun stabbed his heart with the red bean hairpin.

According to the Tianjielu, in the 410 and [-] years of the Dao of Heaven, the god Yujun and the demon Yuefeng fought on the Tianhe battlefield for three days and three nights.

Hengyuan Shenjun has made meritorious assistance, awarded hundreds of millions of sacred stones, and confiscated ten thousand mu of land.

Yujun Shenjun bestowed the name of God of War.

The demon seed Yuefeng and the god Yujun's original soul are lingering, and they are reincarnated from the mortal world.

Specially dispatched Hengyuan Shenjun to hunt down the reincarnation of the demon species for ten lifetimes.

"Yu Sheng! Yu Sheng, what are you doing, get out of here!"

Matsuma Zhao yelled desperately on the ground, several veins popped up on his neck, and his face was flushed due to lack of oxygen.

Yu Sheng floated in mid-air, his pupils were dyed red, and the corners of his clothes were flying, without saying a word.

"Damn it!" Teru Matsuma jumped on the ground in a hurry: "How can a good person become a demon if he says he is a demon?"

"How do I know!" Hua Wendao exclaimed angrily, "Sui Yi has played off this time, it's over!"

Ye Wuqing didn't speak, holding the Wuqing sword in his hand, his lips were tightly pursed.

Xiao Qing stood opposite several people, with fierce eyes, as if he would kill anyone who dared to come over.

Although it is said that Xiaobizi's cultivation is not deterrent at ordinary times, but who the hell can provoke them at this time?

The golden light was shining out of his whole body, Ye Wuqing, a swordsman known for his fighting ability, even had a headache when he saw it.

Song Jianzhao called Yu Sheng over there, Hua Wendao had to take care of Xiao Qing here.

"Xiao Qing, hurry up and get the hell out of here! It's okay to take your master back to the Qianshan sect now, and when those bastards from the Xuantian sect find out, your master won't let you down!"

Xiao Qing's tightly pursed lips finally loosened, but his attitude did not change at all: "I don't believe it."

How could he believe that even though Lan Wuqi stood opposite and didn't speak, the dangerous aura coming from his body was enough to make Xiao Qing full of vigilance.

Xiao Qing didn't know why these uncles were so afraid of him now.

But that's a good thing.

Xiao Qing was sure that once his attitude loosened, once he got out of the way—these uncles would probably rush up immediately and capture his master back.

life or death.

Isn't it the same with the uncle Xuanyan mentioned in the shadow puppet show before?

After falling from the demon, he was directly suppressed by the Demon Suppressing Formation in the back mountain of Qianshanzong.

He didn't want Master to become like that, being suppressed under the big formation, and seeing the sun all year round.

He doesn't want it, what he wants is a teacher who can laugh at him, hug him, and have warmth.

The master said that even if he became a demon, the master would not kill him.

Now that Master has fallen into a demon, in turn, he came to protect Master.

Xiao Qing gritted her teeth, her heart beat so violently that it almost burst out of her chest.

My heart hurts inexplicably.

But he had to stand here and never take a step back—he didn't want to, and he didn't want to.

Don't let anyone hurt Master.

Hua Wendao on the opposite side was about to collapse.

These people are stalemate here, what the hell is it?

One person flies in the sky, and a group of people shout on the ground.

Fortunately, the group of disciples were knocked out by them and blocked their hearing. If this matter is reported to Qianshan Sect, they will all die in chaos.

At the same time, Ye Wuqing held the sword tightly and transmitted the sound to Lan Wuqi.

"Xiao Qing."

Lan Wuqi replied with an "um".

Followed by.

Ye Wuqing suddenly rushed towards Xiao Qing's direction with his sword, Lan Wuqi put his feet on the ground, jumped up suddenly, and ran towards Yu Sheng's direction.

"Don't come here!" Xiao Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he jumped up, without any hesitation, directly bumped into Lan Wuqi's figure.

boom!loudly.

It was obviously a physical collision, but there was the sound of a military encounter, and in the blink of an eye, Lan Wuqi flew towards the rear like a kite with a broken string.

A mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly, mixed with strands of viscous, broken internal organs.

"Qiqi!" Matsumazhao jumped forward suddenly, and after catching Lan Wuqi's landing, he retreated more than dozens of steps before barely stopping.

Yu Sheng in the sky still didn't respond, his eyes were scarlet, and he watched all this indifferently.

"Xiao Qing, you are fucking insane, attacking the master, you know that you are going to be expelled from the sect in Qianshan Sect?!" "What's the difference!" Xiao Qing raised his long bow to block the ruthless sword in Ye Wuqing's hand : "Anyway, my master is like this, can he still live well in Qianshan Sect?"

"Could it be like that Xuan Yan, who was sealed in the formation and lived a life of neither human nor ghost!"

"Who the hell told you that!"

"It has nothing to do with you!" When the longbow touched the ruthless sword, sparks splashed and clangs rang out.

"Bizai, your master is also my fellow disciple!"

"Isn't Xuanyan from your same sect!"

"I fucking use you here to complain to Xuan Yan!" Hua Wendao yelled angrily: "Brother, scratch him for me!"

As soon as Hua Wendao's words fell, the younger brother, who could still sit safely in his arms under such a riot, meowed, and then landed lightly.

A white light flashed, and the younger brother's figure had soared more than ten times that of a fat cat with the length of his forearm, and he was as tall as two people standing on top of each other. "D Miao?", a cry that should have been soft and waxy shook the surrounding leaves trembling.

The huge pink foot pad hit the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A paw scratched towards Xiao Qing like covering the sky and covering the earth, and Xiao Qing's whole body was suddenly covered with golden light, protecting him airtightly.

"Zi la one by one" the ear-piercing sound of fingernails scratching the ironware sounded, Xiao Qing was unscathed, a few white marks faintly appeared on the golden light around his body, and then disappeared quickly.

"Meowing?" The younger brother tilted his head, as if he had found some interesting toy, and scratched towards Xiao Qing with one paw after another.

"Broken cat, I'll fuck you up!" Xiao Qing yelled angrily, waved a golden light and flew out, the animal's keen sense of danger made his younger brother bow his head.

"Fuck!" Hua Wendao couldn't help cursing, and this time he shaved off a large piece of hair on the top of his brother's head, turning the good cat into a bald cat.

at the same time.

Coming from the west, several powerful auras rushed here.

"Don't beat your mother, you can't beat anyone to death like this!" Song Jianzhao hugged the unconscious Lan Wuqi: "Xuantianzong is here, so fucking stop beating!"

"Xiao Qing, hurry up and run with Yu Sheng!"

Ye Wuqing retracted his sword and flew back without saying a word, Hua Wendao whistled, and his younger brother ran towards Hua Wendao bouncing around.

"I didn't fucking let you come here!" Hua Wendao patted his thigh anxiously: "Go over and run with them!"

The younger brother turned around on the spot, turned around and ran in Xiao Qing's direction again.

Xiao Qing had already subconsciously listened to Matsumazhao's words, and flew to hug Yu Sheng, but Yu Sheng didn't respond.

When it fell, it was soft and fluffy. It was my brother's furry back.

Then there was the sound of rapid wind in my ears, my younger brother ran unsteadily, Xiao Qing hugged the unresponsive master with one hand, and grabbed his younger brother's hair with the other.

I was at a loss.

Looking back, Hua Wendao and the others had already mingled with a group of people who didn't know where they came from.