After reconciliation with Jianzun

Both of them are already fasted monks, basically they have no need for food, but Lu Juchen likes to eat what Ye Zhili makes, and Ye Zhili wants to do something to divert his attention. It was night after it was over.

Lu Huangchen originally wanted to sleep in the vacant room in the small courtyard, but Ye Zhili drove him back, so he was the only one left in the huge residence.

The window of the bedroom was opened wide by him. Today's night sky is very similar to yesterday's. There is only a pinch of the moon left, and the stars can be counted on one hand. The night is gloomy, as if it will rain at any time.

He was lying on his side on the bed, thinking about things in a mess.

At Shengjian's speed, if I use a little more force, I guess the distance has already been reduced by half...

I don't know what will happen to Pavilion Master Ji and the others after they know the news.

Did Mozun appear in Xushuizhou to find that thing, or was it related to him.

Will his trip down the mountain tomorrow go well?

There were too many distracting thoughts in his mind, and he didn't fall asleep peacefully until the middle of the night.

A while after Ye Zhili closed his eyes, a figure came through the night and landed on the door of his room silently.

The visitor's face was pale, with bright red blood on his lips, as if he had just suffered some serious injury.

However, the visitor didn't care about it at all, he stretched out his hand out of thin air, and the door hinge moved away with a "squeak".

A large piece of dark cloud drifted across the sky, completely covering the already dim light, and the visitor was plunged into darkness, walking towards Ye Zhili with elegant and dignified steps.

Liuxian by the pillow was the first to sense the danger, and began to shake in the scabbard.

The visitor didn't panic, and continued to walk forward. Black air emerged from the void, condensed into thorny vines, and firmly locked Liuxian in place.

In the blink of an eye, the visitor had arrived at Ye Zhili's bedside.

Even though the night was as dark as ink, the person who came here was cultivated enough to see every inch of Ye Zhili's eyelashes clearly. The already warm and comfortable face was even more harmless after falling asleep, as if it could be pinched and rounded by others. He won't be angry, and he can't see how stubborn he is inside.

Two fingers were erected leisurely, touching Ye Zhili's eyebrows in a gentle manner. The fingertips were icy cold, like ice that hadn't been warmed for thousands of years.

The black energy surged from the man, and poured into Ye Zhili's body violently.

Even though he was deeply asleep, Ye Zhili still felt the pain, he hummed unconsciously, and his breathing became short of breath.

The black air paused for a moment, but still forcefully got in as many as possible.

After the spell was cast, someone gently wiped the sweat off Ye Zhili's forehead, and pulled up the quilt for him, before turning around and stepping outside.

The wooden door closed automatically, and the hinges returned to their original positions. The dark clouds finally dissipated, and the dim light shined on Ye Zhili's flushed face again.

Like nothing ever happened.

Ye Zhili didn't know anything about the house.

He is in a dream.

In the dream, fireworks are in full bloom in the sky, and the bright colors shine on the deserted ancient city wall, as well as Shengma's profile face and shoulders.

Leaning happily in Sheng Jian's arms, he raised his face and said that the blue fireworks were the most beautiful.

Sheng Jian responded in a low voice: "Buy more next time."

Ye Zhili pointed to the exploded yellow fireworks and said, "This is also pretty."

Sheng Jian continued to respond, "I'll buy it too."

Ye Zhili couldn't help laughing and got out of Sheng Jian's arms, pressed Sheng Jian's shoulders and turned the person around, and said with satisfaction: "This is the best looking."

The corner of Sheng Jian's lips raised indistinctly, and he also fixedly looked at him: "Your."

Ye Zhili rolled his eyes with a smile, almost overflowing with joy.

At this moment, Sheng Jian said without beginning or end: "Let's go back to Xuanjian Pavilion tomorrow."

Xuanjian Pavilion?

It seemed to be the name of a sect of self-cultivation. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. Just as he was about to ask, he heard his own voice from his throat: "I don't want to go back."

The broken walls and ruins under their feet gradually faded away, and their surroundings turned into a desolate mountaintop, but neither of them felt that something was wrong.

Being rejected by him, Sheng Jian was not annoyed, and his voice calmly analyzed: "The situation in Xianmeng is complicated, so let's stay away, okay?"

Ye Zhili wanted to nod in a daze.

After he went there, everything would be fine, and he no longer had to worry all day long about when the monsters would kill him and make his hard-won new life fall into silence again.

The moment before he nodded, he suddenly noticed something strange.

No, he's not like that.What should he be thinking?

What was he thinking at that time, at that time?Why "then", not now?

Before he could figure out why, something seemed to pop out from the center of the fireworks that had just exploded behind Sheng Jian, flying straight towards this side.

The body of that thing was slender, decorated with a strange red light, and its speed was extremely fast, as soon as it saw it, it was about to pass through the heart from the back of Sheng Jian.

He didn't care too much, and exclaimed in his mouth: "Be careful!"

At the same time, he yanked Sheng Jian behind him, grabbed Liu Xian with his right hand, and chopped Hong Guang in half.

One of them was swung by his strength on the side stone, and it missed more than half an inch.

It was a long arrow.

His eyes turned cold, and when Sheng Jian uttered the first syllable, he quickly turned around, pressed Liu Xian against the other's neck, and made a cold sound.

"who are you?"

"Sheng Jian" turned a blind eye to Liu Xian who could take his life at any time, just looked at him in confusion and asked, "Zhili, what are you talking about?"

Ye Zhili bit the tip of his tongue, just as he expected, he was in a very real dream and couldn't wake up on his own.

He tentatively guessed, "Dream Demon?"

"Sheng Jian" still pretended to be stupid: "What succubus?"

Ye Zhili's memory has completely recovered, and he has no interest in making false claims with it here, so he directly dispels it: "It is impossible for Sheng Jian not to be aware of the danger behind him."

It is also impossible to keep him in the front when faced with danger.

With an unintelligible snort, "Sheng Jian" began to melt into black air, and when the black air dissipated, a man in black with a cloak and a mask on his head was revealed.

In the center of the mask is still a butterfly constantly spreading its wings with the shaking of the mud, fresh and agile.

It's really a succubus.

Ye Zhili was startled, he was still in the territory of Xianmeng, how could the dream demon enter his dream?

It seems that the dirty things in Xianmeng haven't been cleaned up yet.

He exerted spiritual power on Liuxian, intending to kill the dream demon on the spot.

As if aware of his intentions, Dream Demon hid his hand under the robe, and pushed Liu Xian aside: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm risking my life to come here because I have something to tell."

Ye Zhili did not withdraw his sword: "Who is your fellow Taoist?"

The Dream Demon was afraid that he would make trouble at any time, so he took a few steps back: "Young Master Ye, Master Ye, listen to what I have to say first, I have come here with great sincerity this time."

Ye Zhili: "Sincerity?"

The Dream Demon secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and straightened his back again: "That's right. Immortal Ye already knew that after death, demons will eventually turn into death energy, and the death energy will corrode the foundation of the heaven and earth. If the demon world collapses, the human world cannot survive.

"In desperation, His Majesty turned the death energy into a rift, allowing demons to come to the human world through this, so as to maintain balance and stabilize the two worlds of humans and demons.

"Your Majesty, Ye Xianchang has amazing talents in magic circles, so I ordered you to come here to invite me. If Ye Xianchang is willing to contribute to the reincarnation of demons and demons, it will be the luck of the two realms of humans and demons. The Lord will not treat Immortal Ye badly."

Dream Demon's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, as if Mozun was some kind of rescuer.

But if the Demon Lord is really so kind, how could he implicate so many innocent lives.

It is true that the Demon Lord wants to maintain the stability of the demon world, and it is also true that he takes the opportunity to occupy the human world.

Ye Zhili laughed sarcastically: "The sincerity of the Demon Lord is really unique. He killed me 20 years ago, and he is also hiding in hiding 20 years later."

The Dream Demon clasped his hands and said: "The accident 20 years ago was not what I intended. My Lord was also heartbroken when Immortal Ye was in trouble. For the past 20 years, My Lord has been hesitating whether to involve Immortal Ye in it, but now it's time to die." At this critical moment, I had no choice but to look for Immortal Ye.

"Your Majesty said that as long as Immortal Ye is willing to come, you can raise any conditions. In addition, Your Majesty also said... and said..."

Ye Zhili: "What else?"

The butterfly tentacles on the Dream Demon's mask swayed twice, and when he spoke again, there was an imperceptible weirdness: "My lord knows that there is a rift between Immortal Ye and Sword Master Yuan Heng. The sword master cut off the meridian, tied up five flowers and locked it in the courtyard for you to play with."

Ye Zhili Liuxian trembled and almost missed it.

What kind of words are these tigers and wolves!

He snapped, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Mengmo smiled apologetically: "Prince Ye Xian, don't get angry, you can discuss things if you have something to discuss, as your lord has said, just ask if you have any requests."

Ye Zhili sternly refused: "Go back and tell the Demon Lord that Ye is a human being, and he only believes in people who are not my race, so his heart must be different."

The Dream Demon didn't seem surprised by his answer, but still dutifully said: "Immortal Ye, Your Majesty has sent you a gift, I hope you will like it."

Regarding Mozun's gift, Ye Zhili's first reaction was not to: "No need."

The dream began to shatter, the mountain collapsed under his feet, and the fireworks in the sky slid down like brightly colored pus.

The moment Ye Zhili woke up, the voice of the succubus came into his mind.

"The gift is ready, Immortal Ye will see you soon."

Ye Zhili suddenly sat up from the couch, and grasped the Liuxian sword next to the pillow, perhaps because he stayed in the dream for too long, and his head was a little dizzy.

But he didn't care about this discomfort, shook his head, and went to find Xia Xingchui after a brief wash.

The fact that the Dream Demon was able to sneak into the Immortal League meant that there was something wrong with the defensive magic circle. At that time, he only participated in the strengthening of the magic circle. After all, he didn't plan to stay in the Immortal League, so he respectfully didn't go into other aspects.

Now it seems that Zhongxi must have left a back door for the demon!

However, as soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, he was kicked in the chest.

He reacted very quickly, he dodged and dodged, and Liu Xian got out of the sheath immediately.

Who gets up so early, who will find him unlucky!

He dodged back without stopping, and took a few steps back. After stabilizing his figure, he put Liu Xian across his chest, and was about to fight back, but he was stunned for a moment when he saw the man.

Xu Mingxi's robe was covered with blood, his eyes were red, and he yelled at him with hatred: "Huan Xiangling's life!"

The author has something to say: The plot point of this chapter is decided to leave hands!

感谢在2021-05-2818:21:37~2021-05-2917:04:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 480005302;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4800053073 bottles; 2 bottles of Xiaofan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!