After shrinking, I bent my foe [Cultivation]

Father, like son.

Yan Zhiyi watched some things coldly, but Xie Yunyi saw them more clearly than Xie Yunyi.

but……

so what?

"It's unlucky not to mention her."

Xie Yunyi raised her head and took a sip of wine, and rolled her eyes lazily.

"I called you here, there is one more thing."

"What?"

"Sacrifice to the demon god."

Yan Zhiyi was startled, and then remembered what it was.

The sacrifice to the demon gods is actually a day when all races in the demon realm gather together.

"...Why do these adults like to spend their days together?"

Yan Zhiyi clicked her tongue lightly.

There was a feast of asking questions before, and now a demon god sacrifice came.

"Who knows, maybe it's a hobby."

Xie Yunyi shrugged, and slowly stood up with the jug in hand.

"I called you here because I wanted to go and see the priests of the demon gods together."

Revenge is always worse than having fun.

If it wasn't for the smell of the man's breath during the big banquet that made her a little impatient, she wouldn't be able to seek revenge when her strength was not yet reached.

When her cultivation level improves in the future, she will have the opportunity to go to that woman and ask about what happened back then.

Xie Yunyi lowered her eyes and sipped her drink, her brows and eyes were sharp and cold.

"Do you really want to take a look? Are the wounds okay?"

"How much does it hurt? It's okay."

Xie Yunyi snorted lightly, but immediately, she turned her eyes, and suddenly covered her lips with her fists and coughed softly.

"I have prepared the identity cards for entering the altar."

"only……"

Xie Yunyi took out two signs and casually threw one to Yan Zhiyi.

"...Look for yourself."

What the hell is so mysterious?

Yan Zhiyi raised her eyebrows, looked down, her expression changed instantly, it was green and black, as if she had eaten a fly.

"This is a couple?"

The information on these two ID cards is clearly a pair of Taoist couples!

Xie Yunyi winked at her shyly, and covered her face with her sleeves: "I didn't notice it for a while~~"

She met two guys blocking the way on the road, and she was torn off from those two.

Those two were men, and she didn't think much of it at the time.

"No! I already have a daughter-in-law, so I can't be sorry for her!"

Qiuqiu's attitude is very firm.

"Who told you to feel sorry for her? Just pretend to be, and you'll be fine after you go in!"

Xie Yunyi was speechless.

"...That's not okay, if my wife sees it, she will be jealous again..."

Qiuqiu was shaken for a moment, but when he thought about Pei Qingyan's awkward look after being jealous, he felt a little bit reluctant.

Yan Zhiyi is also afraid!

Her aunt Pei is very jealous, if she really sees it... then it won't be able to be coaxed with a few words of love.

"Tsk, coward."

Xie Yunyi hugged her chest and snorted disdainfully.

"There are rewards for participating in the sacrifice. It is the unique Thousand Soul Flower of the Yaozu. Your wife has definitely never seen it. When you take it back to coax her, will she not be happy?"

Yan Zhiyi's expression moved slightly.

Xie Yunyi took advantage of the fire and added one last sentence:

"The moment you give flowers to your daughter-in-law is the first step for you to get rid of the soft rice demon!"

Ruan Fanqiu's eyes lit up.

"How long is the sacrifice?"

"Not much, maybe three or four days, there is a place to live there."

"Can!"

The sacrifice to the demon gods was held at the very center of the demon tribes. When Yan Zhiyi and the others arrived, the place was already crowded with demon tribes everywhere.

The demon at the side suddenly spread its wings and flew away, the wind brought by those wings directly covered Yan Zhiyi's face, and all the dust brought up fell on the pastry in her hand.

Yan Zhiyi: ...

Yan Zhiyi was expressionless.

Xie Yunyi covered her face and pouted.

Destroy it.

Yan Zhiyi rolled her eyes and threw away the snacks. When she looked up again, she looked at the enchantment of the square in the middle of the criss-crossing long street. There was the faint sound of drums and the strange music of the Yaozu.

All the way along the street are Yaozu wearing sacrificial robes with long feathers on their heads, barefoot, dancing the ancient dance music of Yaozu, and the golden bells on their ankles shake and vibrate accordingly, making a crisp sound.

Demon god sacrifice.

Yan Zhiyi's eyes were dark, she lowered her eyelids lightly, feeling a little uneasy in her heart for some reason.

Like a light feather brushing water, there are still ripples though slight.

She felt that a coercion from the soul spread like a wave from the central sacrificial square, causing the Golden Crow Flame and the White Tiger Black Ice hidden in her consciousness to be touched by it, faintly wanting to rush out of the bondage.

"What's the matter? Let's go."

Xie Yunyi felt something was wrong after walking a few steps, and turned to the side, but she didn't see anyone.She twitched her brows slightly, glanced back, and sure enough saw the little girl who was stunned in place.

"I'm coming."

Yan Zhiyi let out a low breath, and responded lightly.

Relying on the identity cards they got, the road for the two of them to enter the sacrificial square was considered smooth.During the three days of sacrifice, the inns all over the street near the square were prepared for those who participated in the sacrifice.

The scenery in the demon domain is quite different from that in the human domain, and every inch here has a strange style.Unrestrained, enthusiastic, not bound by ethics.

This square is another large space folding formation, the space inside is much wider than what you see, almost as big as a city.The altar was set up in the center of the square, and there were already many people standing on it. The coercion of the cultivation base emanating from their bodies was far from what Yan Zhiyi and the other two could match.

Yan Zhiyi looked from a distance, and saw his mother and mother, standing side by side solemnly on the left side, both wearing the most solemn and gorgeous long skirts of the clan, and wearing hair crowns.

This is called Qiuqiu can't help but look solemn.

They are just ordinary monster races participating in the sacrifice, and they are arranged on one side of the square.

People were coming and going, Qiuqiu was squeezed by people passing by, she couldn't help frowning, her body was crooked, and Xie Yunyi next to her was not much better.

Yan Zhiyi was frowning, but her arm was suddenly supported by someone.

"Thank you."

Qiuqiu looked back, and it turned out that a girl in a green skirt was holding her up.

"you are welcome."

The breath on the girl was somewhat familiar.

Yan Zhiyi thought about it silently in her heart, but because there was a formation to shield the breath here, the crowd was chaotic, which confused her senses and made her unable to distinguish it for a while.

It's just... Qiuqiu doesn't hate it.

"How is it? Are you all right?"

Xie Yunyi struggled out from the crowd, and when she turned her head, she saw this guy staring straight at a strange girl, feeling a little speechless, so she hurried over to ask a question, and brought the little boy over.

What they are holding now is the token of the Taoist Companion, and they have just spent a little effort to get past the guards at the door. There is a lot of fish and dragons in the surrounding area, I don't know how many eyeliners are inside, and there are monster guards patrolling around.Don't let this guy lose the chain just because of his temporary beauty, it would be embarrassing if he was kicked out!

"It's all right."

Yan Zhiyi looked away from the girl, raised her eyebrows, and glanced at Xie Yunyi.

After all, she has been a bad friend for so long, but she still understands what Xie Yunyi means.

"Don't be afraid, Yi'er, I'm here~"

Xie Yunyi grasped Yan Zhiyi's hand, ignoring the disgusted and hideous expression on her face for a moment.

Your mother's memory.

Yan Zhiyi looked at her emotionally, and held her wrist instead: "Yun'er, you are so kind~~"

The sweetness of his voice and the twists and turns in his tone successfully made Xie Yunyi's fingertips tremble.

"You're welcome, we are Taoist couples after all~"

Xie Yunyi went back with sweet nausea.

The corners of Yan Zhiyi's lips twitched, and she glanced at her speechlessly, but because of the people around her, she didn't refute for a while, and just rolled her eyes helplessly.

This is the default.

The two of them finished fighting each other, and they were in a good mood, so they prepared to walk along the crowd to the sacrificial altar together.

However, when Yan Zhiyi turned around, his wrist was suddenly clenched.

"what are you doing?!"

The force was so strong that Yan Zhiyi frowned in pain without realizing it for a moment.

"...you... are Taoist companions?"

The woman in the green dress had a condensed expression, tightly clutching her wrist, and asked in a deep voice.

Are you sick? !

Yan Zhiyi looked at her with a frown, and flicked her wrist impatiently. The stranger's sudden questioning only made her very annoyed, so Dang even went back with a sneer.

"So what? It's none of your business!"

Xie Yunyi frowned, and held the handle of the knife behind her with her fingertips, her voice was cold: "Girl, please let go."

"What if I don't let go?"

The woman in the green skirt stared straight at Yan Zhiyi and asked expressionlessly.

Yan Zhiyi pursed her lips tightly, frowned and struggled with her wrist, but it was getting tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to crush her wrist with such force.

It hurts a little.

With so many people, it's hard for Yan Zhiyi to make a fuss. Her cultivation has been suppressed by the woman, and now she can't break free no matter what. On the contrary, it makes her fingertips tremble with pain.

The fingertips pinching her wrist stiffened and slowly loosened.

Xie Yunyi immediately pulled Yan Zhiyi aside, slightly blocked her, and stared at the woman vigilantly.

The woman in the green skirt watched their movements, her lips were pursed tighter, and her pupils had a gloomy look.

She seemed to want to open her lips to say something, but her pupils shrank suddenly, and her expression changed instantly.

"Get out of the way!"

The woman stretched out her hand subconsciously and said in a low voice.

The terrifying coercion condensed into a shield, blocking in front of the white-robed girl, but failed to block the thing that shot like a flash.

In just a split second, the thing shot from the altar into Yan Zhiyi's chest.

The little girl's stunned expression before she even opened her eyes became the last photo.

The surrounding voices fell silent at that moment.

Yan Zhiyi opened his eyes wide, but his eyes were dim and black. With the explosion of this thing in the depths of his consciousness, countless images flooded out in an instant.

It was as if someone was calling her name in her ear.

Yan Zhiyi.

balls.

again and again.

The demon god on the altar opened her vertical pupils and looked straight in this direction.

The scarlet lips curved slightly strangely.

With the sarcasm and pride of a winner.

However, in the burst of golden light, the girl whose chest was pierced suddenly raised her eyes, passed through time and space and the crowd, and slowly raised the corners of her lips towards her.

Those eyes, one golden and one blue, were cold vertical pupils staring at the prey indifferently.

Contemptuous and arrogant.

Calm and deep.

【idiot. 】

The Demon Emperor opened his lips, and silently uttered the word.

【caught you. 】

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She has walked through the frost and snow in the mountains, walked through the scorching sun and yellow sand, seen the misty rain in the south, tasted the mellow bitter tea in the palm of the old man, and drank the strongest wine in the world.

She once traveled all over the world alone with a sword, full of vigor and pride, met her companions in chance encounters, walked in danger, refused to accept the darkness of the world, and devoted herself to killing all evil spirits, vowing to pay back those who have encountered injustice a justice.

The innocent heart of a young man, childish and fearless, sees it without crying and bears it, despises the ugliness of human nature, and can't help but seek justice for those who have never met before.

However, time has changed, and all living beings under the Dao of Heaven are ants.

The monster race suffered a catastrophe, and the human race was overwhelmed.

The former friend was struggling in the fog, and she gradually understood what it means to be heartbroken and resentful.

In order to preserve their blood lineage and avoid being chased and killed by the avatars of the Heavenly Dao, the older Yaozu venerables sacrificed themselves and fell into a deep sleep.

Grandmother.

Auntie.

Brothers.

Sisters.

One after another, they sacrificed their own lives and strength to save the future of the Yaozu.

And she, ignorant of pen and ink documents, ignorant of strategies, and even her proud fighting ability, has no power to resist under absolute oppression.

It was the first time for Yan Zhiyi to understand so clearly.

In fact, without the blood and background of the Yaozu, without the paving the way calculated step by step by the elders, only relying on brute force.

After all... she doesn't have much ability.

Everyone in Qian Lan had eagerly hoped that she would grow up quickly, but they never told her that the price of growing up is so desperate.

The enchantment trapped her, and she knelt inside, watching the sacrifice with the blood in the sky.

People always have to pay for their mistakes.

Her retribution came quickly, just two days before her 50th birthday.

There's nothing left.

In the mountains of the White Tiger Clan, there is no scene of a group of white tigers running and roaring with a cub on their backs.

The eldest brother who taught her how to practice swordsmanship and reading, the second brother who secretly brought her a storybook to amuse her, and the shy third brother who would stuff her with candies...

It's all gone.

There was emptiness in the valley.

In the Tanggu Fusang Forest, there will no longer be a golden crow leading the little golden crow to soar, leading her to recognize the way home over and over again.

No one will make a soft nest for the little Golden Crow with their own hands, and teach the little Golden Crow to control the sun flame.

No one would buy beautiful clothes and jewelry for little Jinwu, and secretly fly down the mountain with Xiaotuanzi to play.

Fusang withered and withered, leaving no trace in the sky.

Yan Zhiyi sat on the highest edge of the cliff, quietly and almost numbly looking at the clouds that were within reach, her feet swayed slightly, and she hummed the ancient tune of the White Tiger Clan taught to her by her mother.

This time, no one worriedly called her down, fearing that the naughty little tiger cub would accidentally fall off the cliff.

Position, morality, bondage.

Responsibility, helplessness, forbearance.

Pain, loneliness, numbness.

She now understands things that she didn't understand before.

She can read the books she once disdained and hated.

But no one would tug her ear angrily to make her recite a book.

No one will be happy and proud because of her small progress.

Not to mention that no one would look at Qiuqiu shrunk into a ball, feel distressed and soft-hearted, fly to the human race domain, just to buy bunches of sweet red candied haws to coax Qiuqiu.

Young and frivolous, flamboyant, and a little innocent and innocent after being pampered.

All disappeared.

When Yan Zhiyi slowly got up from the ground, turned around and walked back step by step, she was not a little ball with the love and protection of her elders, but the next patriarch of the two clans.

At a banquet, she met her friends.

They were sitting on the seats of various ethnic groups, and their brows had lost the vigor and freshness of the past.

It's like a group of puppets that have been smashed and glued together according to the template.

Yan Zhiyi was a little funny at the time, so she couldn't help but curl her lips.

The person on the opposite side seemed to have noticed her too, and when she saw her curl her lips into a smile, she smiled too.

It was the expression they hated the most in the past.

It often appears on the faces of elders.

Polite, bland, fake and weak.

Travel thousands of roads, draw your sword and cut all injustices.

The justice of one suffering person after another has been returned, and now this bad luck has finally fallen on them.

This time, who will return their justice?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-1319:22:33~2021-06-1423:51:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 return;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1061810 bottles; 7 bottles of Yin Qingyu; 476542112 bottles; 1 bottle of panda eating bamboo;

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