After reconciliation with Jianzun

The matter of the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle seemed to come to an end with Zhongxi's death, but Ye Zhili knew clearly that this was just an inconspicuous turning point.

It might even be just the beginning.

The powers in the Xianmeng overlap, Xia Xingchui has a lot of things to do, and Wen Mo is also stepping up to investigate the details of the alliance.

To Ye Zhili's surprise, Sheng Jian also reported to him in advance, and did not stay by his side all day as usual.

Sudden breaking of habits will bring some discomfort to people, but in his subconscious mind, it seems that he will part ways with Sheng Jian after all, so he doesn't take this discomfort to heart.

He set up a low table on the wooden board under the eaves, put a few soft cushions, and made a pot of clear tea. He just sat there in a down-to-earth manner, facing the gentle wind, and reviewed the matter of the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle.

Every time a demon dies, it will be divided into many lower-level demons, and the human world will eventually become demonic.

The magic energy and the spiritual power will cancel each other out, and then affect the foundation of the world.

What about the devil world?

Since the birth of the demon world, it has been closed to the long years of the gap and the human world a hundred years ago. How much demon energy has it accumulated?

Does the Demon Lord want to occupy the human world, does this have anything to do with it?

How did the cracks appear?

Before he could figure out why, his wrist sank suddenly, and his hand holding the tea bowl was pressed down.

Lu Juchen helplessly picked up the teapot and poured it into his tea bowl: "Little Ye Zi, why are you so engrossed in your thoughts? It's getting dark today."

He had been thinking about monsters for too long, and the sky had already darkened, only the night pearl on the low railing next to him that Lu Juanchen had let go was glowing purple.

The bead is different from the common ones on the market. It is called Ziyaozhu, and it is taken from the Lieyan Mountain in the far east. It may not be able to produce the amount of a hand for thousands of years. Such a precious thing, but Lu Juchen Don't even bother with a base.

Ye Zhili smiled apologetically: "I'm wondering what other plans the Demon Lord has."

Lu Juchen groaned: "I miss him so much, I finally solved the matter of the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle, at least give yourself a vacation, right?"

Ye Zhili rubbed his temples, thinking about a problem all the time tends to get stuck in limitations, and it's okay to change his mind at the right time: "You're right, don't think about it anymore. Luchen, what are you going to do next?"

"Next?" Lu Juchen said as a matter of course, "I haven't made up my mind yet, what is your plan?"

Ye Zhili didn't hide anything: "I plan to leave Xianmeng and wander around."

The relationship between him and Sheng Jian in the past would bring him many privileges, and it would also bring Xia Xingchui a lot of trouble.

He had been under the protection of Sheng Jian in his previous life, and after decades of almost losing himself, he was reborn again, and he didn't want to be any special as the former Taoist companion of Yuan Heng Sword Master.

"Didn't you still apprentice before? Why didn't you stay in Xianmeng?" Lu Huanchen was stunned by his words of leaving, his purple eyes blinked, and he was very confused inside.

However, if you were confused, Lu Juchen accepted it very quickly, "Then we will go around and kill demons. Or you can follow me to refine mountains, and what is mine is yours."

Ye Zhi moved in his heart.

Sheng Jian's reminder and Lu Juchen's previous unfinished words resurfaced in his mind.

He seemed to smile unintentionally: "I am a practitioner of the magic circle. I want you to do mountain refining. It's you. If you don't go back, be careful that the fire in the Xiachi Kiln will be extinguished."

Lu Juchen said dissatisfiedly: "Now the demons are rampant, how insecure are you?"

The emotion in Ye Zhili's eyes finally sank.

The purple obsidian pearl is really worthy of its price, illuminating the land under the eaves brightly and ambiguously, and even infusing the air with an intoxicating fragrance of flowers. Zhang Jinyao's face will definitely not return empty-handed.

At the beginning when Lu Juchen said that he would accompany him to the Xianmeng, he thought it was a friendship between friends, but he didn't persuade Lu Juchen like he did when he persuaded Shengjian. It was because of the discovery of the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle, and Lu Juchen was also involved in the situation .

Mozun designed him to come to Xianmeng to steal the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle with the help of Sheng Jian, and Lu Juchen was pushed to Xianmeng to stimulate Xia Xingchui to open Mo Zhaofeng's enchantment.

Now that the matter is over, since he has no intention, it is not easy to owe favors.

He looked at Lu Juchen for a while, and finally said: "Instead of worrying about me, why don't you go back and figure out how to make another sword spirit companion, so that I can spend the rest of my life with you."

If Lu Juchen had no intentions, then his words were a harmless joke.

If Lu Juchen had the heart, he could tell that he was refusing.

However, Lu Juchen didn't hesitate at all, and fixedly looked at him: "What kind of sword spirit is not sword spirit, how can there be little leaves."

The floral fragrance from the purple obsidian beads is getting heavier and heavier, making people dizzy. Ye Zhili tasted something from Lu Juchen's eyes, and wanted to move back unconsciously, but stopped rationally .

"I am your friend, if you have a friend, you should also have a Taoist companion."

Speaking of this level, it is enough to show what he means.

And Lu Juchen glanced at his knuckles pressed on the ground with a half-smile, obviously aware of the half-inch that was just moved away.

The two of them were sitting together on the cushion on the porch, the distance was like that purple obsidian bead that lit up at an unknown time, and at an unknown time they got closer.

The air began to be cloyingly sweet.

Ye Zhili was used to the cool sandalwood, so he didn't like the smell of the purple obsidian beads, so he wanted to go to the courtyard to refresh himself.

As a result, he sat for too long, his legs were soft and his feet were numb, and he fell back before standing still.

"Be careful!"

Lu Juchen leaned over to catch him, and the distance suddenly became closer.

Ye Zhili's eyes were filled with shades of purple, such as the fluorescence from the purple obsidian beads, and Lu Juchen's clear pupils.

"Whether it's a friend or a Taoist companion, I hope it's Xiao Yezi."

Lu Juchen didn't walk away from the steps he deliberately set up, but climbed up the stairs, piercing the fragile window paper.

He secretly sighed, and pushed the other person away with his hands: "Langchen, I have never been able to understand why you treat me..."

Lu Juchen let go of his arms obediently, with a gentle look on his face: "When you were refining the mountain, you stood on the top of the mountain, facing the red sun, smiling beautifully."

Ye Zhili laughed: "Just because of this?"

Lu Juchen shook his head slightly, and straightened a strand of black hair that fell off his chest because of the action just now: "I still remember the movement of your sword practice and the taste of the food very clearly, especially when you dealt with Sheng Jian. Can't tolerate the appearance of others.

"I used to think you never had to know that when you loved someone with all your heart, there was someone who was secretly in love with you.

"I never thought that fate is impermanent, you and Sheng Jian are reconciled, and I will meet you again."

Ye Zhili lowered his eyelids and fell into silence.

As Lu Juchen said, he was only concerned about Sheng Jian at that time, how could he think that Lu Juchen, who was still a child in appearance and body at that time, would have any strange thoughts about him.

He said in harmony: "Wangchen, maybe you don't love me, but you just hope that someone will treat you like that."

It was Lu Juchen who answered him with a chuckle.

He didn't know, so he raised his eyes to look, but suddenly he felt the world spinning.

He was thrown against the wall by Lu Juchen, the broad palm of the sword spirit still rested on the back of his head, and that handsome face was also buried in his shoulder and neck, and the warm breath hit him without hindrance. item.

Then, he felt a sting.

Lu Juchen bit him.

He pressed his hands on Lu Juchen's shoulders, but he couldn't push no matter how hard he tried. Not only did he look not strong, but the person with long legs, slender waist, and slender figure was like a hill, which made him almost out of breath.

"what are you doing!"

There was a warm, soft and moist touch from the stinging place, and when Ye Zhili realized what it was, the roots of his ears turned red immediately.

"Lu Juchen!"

Lu Juchen was finally willing to raise his head, and when he looked at Ye Zhili again, his eyes were full of possessiveness: "Little Ye Zi, this is what I want, do you understand?"

Ye Zhili was still pushing his hands outward, wanting to leave the oppressive embrace: "Stop making trouble..."

Lu Juanchen stroked the red mark on his neck, and whispered like coaxing a child: "I didn't make trouble. Little Yezi, Zhili, I know you won't be able to get out of the past for a while, but I'm serious. I hope you can also seriously consider it."

Ye Zhili couldn't push it away no matter what, so he had to compromise: "Well, well, think about it, you let go first."

Lu Juchen raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Ye Zhili: "Really, you died again."

The moment Lu Huanchen moved away, Ye Zhili hurriedly got up from the ground and took a few steps outside. While arranging the messy clothes on his chest, he didn't forget to kick the man who was laughing wantonly: "You Bring me back to the Alchemy Mountain tomorrow!"

Lu Juchen stood up and hugged him from behind: "I don't want it."

Ye Zhili lost his temper after being tortured, but the matter of feelings is so simple, he has to reason with Lu Juchen!

And the moment he looked up, he saw a person standing at the gate of the courtyard.

The man stood at the end of the ambiguous light of the purple obsidian pearl, wearing a moon white robe with layers of clouds and waves embroidered with gold thread, when the wind blew from the side of the man, the chill gradually swayed.

His eyes quickly met Sheng Jian's.

He seemed to read extremely complex emotions, sadness, anger, frustration, and lingering pain.

It's like I haven't read anything.

Sheng Jian turned to him, his voice was like Shen Ye, and he couldn't hear the slightest clue: "I have something to tell you."

Ye Zhili patted Lu Juchen's arm around his waist: "You go back first."

As if provocative, Lu Juchen clasped his arms even tighter: "Why doesn't he leave?"

Not only did Sheng Jian not leave, but he also entered the yard with a low pressure that was almost visible to the naked eye, getting closer and closer to Ye Zhili.

Ye Zhili was afraid that Sheng Jian would really fight with Lu Juchen, not to mention that Sheng Jian would leave for a day during the day, and come to him at this point, maybe there is something serious, so he urged behind him: "I will talk to Sheng Jian about something serious, you Go back first."

Lu Juchen got off him reluctantly: "If he wants to bully you, just call me."

When passing by Sheng Jian, Lu Juchen still looked at Sheng Jian provocatively.

However, Sheng Jian didn't pay attention at all, and just went straight to Ye Zhili.

On that porcelain-white delicate neck, a red mark was particularly eye-catching.