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The cold region is the place where the ancestor of the Tianyan Sect, Dao Shenzi, retreated. It was originally a forbidden area, but later the periphery gradually became a place to punish disciples who made mistakes.

Although this place is not as cold as Cangwu Peak's cold pool, it is also extremely cold. There is no wind here, and all the cold air sinks below. The sharp ice spikes hang down, and the chiseled ice steps are extremely rough.

Yin Lingxi walked out from the depths of the forbidden area covered in cold air, her hair was covered with a thin layer of frost.

The indecentness in his eyes and the pretended quietness of the sun turned into caution, and he carefully used talisman paper to set up a simple magic circle next to him.

Afterwards, he took out the demon clan's sound-transmission spirit jade from his bosom, and sent a faint trace of demon energy.

An empty mirror image appeared in front of him. The person in the mirror image had a deep scar on one side of his cheek, and his eyebrows were drawn into his temples. It was Osprey, the leader of one of the seven demon palaces. He bowed his head respectfully to Yin Lingxi. : "Your Highness Young Emperor."

"Well, what's going on in the ancient beam magic circle?"

"There was a small-scale turmoil some time ago, but then there was no movement."

The ancient magic circle is a magic circle used to imprison the ancient evil spirits, and the magic circle is within the domain of the demons.

The demon is the ancestor of the demon race, only knows how to kill and cannot be eliminated directly, but it can be trapped in the magic circle forever until it disappears completely.

With this magic array as the center, the demon race began to multiply and prosper gradually.

It's just that the demon ancestor is still alive, in order to keep himself alive, he must forcibly absorb 'nutrients' from the outside world every 1000 years.

These nutrients are nothing but the demon race that is in the same line as Zhisheng.

Every 1000 years, the demon royal family will lose a lot of strong people, and all of them will be eaten as nourishment by the dead.

At the beginning, many people regarded this as a supreme dedication, but later, the demons gradually realized that this was a kind of endless exploitation.

The demons began to resist this kind of unilateral exploitation, but since their birth, they have engraved absolute obedience to their ancestors in their bones.

The results of the resistance were minimal.

It wasn't until the 1000-year period was approaching that Yin Lingxi barely found a way to get rid of the shackles of this bloodline.

Osprey: "His Royal Highness, have you found the immortal bone in the forbidden area of ​​Tianyan Sect?"

Yin Lingxi: "No, that kind of thing is probably used by that old fellow Dao Shenzi to comprehend and break through. His strength is far above this emperor, so don't approach it rashly."

"Then what shall we do?" Osprey's face was obviously anxious, "There is no fairy bone to break the restriction, when the millennium comes, you..."

"There is no fairy bone, but the Emperor found the pure bone."

"You mean—you've found someone with a clean body?!"

Yin Lingxi interrupted him: "Before you officially get it, don't make any noise."

Osprey nodded hastily.

"there's one more thing……"

click-

The very soft sound of crushing ice.

Yin Lingxi's ear twitched.

He changed his voice: "I'll talk about it later, someone is here."

****

With Ah Ruan's help, Fuzhi watched the whole process of what happened in the cold area, and then walked in slowly.

A slender figure appeared in the cold area, the eyes covered with black silk and the complexion as cold as jade, Jian Zun was obviously not used to seeing things, but fortunately, his spiritual sense could still tell the direction.

He hadn't completely healed his backlash yet, and his strength had been reduced by seven points. After careful inspection, he was able to confirm the position of his apprentice, and immediately rushed over.

Yin Lingxi shattered the talisman paper formation to eliminate the traces before doing the cross-legged formation.

Soon, that familiar silver-white figure appeared in front of his eyes.

His eyes fell on the black silk on Fuzhi's eyes, he thought for a while, and came to some conclusions in his heart.

When Fuzhi went to Guishen and brought him back, it was the night of the full moon, and it was the critical juncture of the backlash. There was clearly not much left in his cultivation, but he was able to break through the prison jade with a single sword, and force back the ghost domain with great power. The master must be the result of forcibly using it to the bone.

but……

Yin Lingxi narrowed his eyes.

His master has always been known as a beauty, even though he is blind, with a black silk appearance, he is really attractive...

"Lingxi?"

Yin Lingxi put away the darkness in his eyes, put his palms on the ice beside him, and waited until his hands were numb from the cold, then said in a weak voice: "Master..."

Fuzhi listened to the sound and groped for it, just as he stretched out his hand, a cold hand was placed on the palm of his hand.

"Why are your hands so cold, your aura hasn't recovered yet?"

Yin Lingxi got up with Fuzhi's strength, "Cough... When I was imprisoned before, my injuries didn't heal, and I didn't save a lot of spiritual energy. It was all used to resist the cold..."

He just used magic energy, so naturally he can no longer use spiritual energy at this time, Yin Lingxi found a good reason for himself.

He asked with concern: "Ahem... Master, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Fuzhi rested one hand on his back, slowly channeling spiritual energy, while helping him to go out, heard the words and prevaricated casually.

"It's okay, old disease."

Yin Lingxi didn't ask any more questions, and kept looking at Fuzhi's side face.

Perhaps it was because the gaze was too intense, Fuzhi tilted his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay," Yin Lingxi said softly.

He stretched out his hand, and slowly brushed back Fuzhi's strand of black hair that fell on his forehead, ran across the black silk with his fingertips, and rubbed Fuzhi's side face again.

The coldness and warmth suddenly collided to produce fiery numbness, and the joyous emotion Gu reveled in the heart.

Yin Lingxi couldn't see clearly because of Fuzhi, and kissed him inch by inch with undisguised aggressive eyes, his voice contained dark malice, and seemed to be mixed with faint sincerity——

Like the murmur of a naughty lover.

"Master didn't tie up his hair, it's a little messy, my apprentice will help you tidy it up."

The touch left by the callused fingers was a little itchy.

Jian Zun obviously seldom gets so intimate with people, he was uncomfortably silent for a while, and then responded in a low voice.

******

After Fuzhi took Yin Lingxi away, the people in Law Enforcement Hall knew the inside story, so naturally they didn't say much.

The news of his injury was suppressed, but Tian Yanzong began to take action against the ghosts.

Fuzhi was forcefully ordered by Gu Mianliang to recuperate at Cangwu Peak, and was not allowed to leave the sect again until he recovered from his injury.This actually suits his wishes, originally he planned to use this period of time to take a good look at lust.

Ah Ruan digitized the fragments of lust during this period, and there are ten grids in total. The day when the grids are all lit is when the fragments are completely recovered.

But right now, the progress bar only lights up two times.

It means that the recovery progress of the strategy is only 20.00%.

When the data was just analyzed, Ah Ruan was shocked, and the blue dumpling floated out and circled around Fuzhi.

"Master, you have been backlashed because of him, why was he recovered by 20.00%?! Your soul fragment is too difficult to recover!"

Fuzhi let out an 'hmm', "20.00% is a pleasant surprise. I always thought it would be zero percent."

"So do you have any new plans?"

"My plan is...to follow Yin Lingxi's plan." Fuzhi smiled lightly and rubbed Lan Tuanzi, "He planted a joyous emotion Gu in my body, he wants me to be willing, not to mention it." Dig out your most pure bones and give them to him."

Ah Ruan said angrily: "Master, are you really planning to...? Even if I can help you relieve the pain, it will still be very painful!"

Hearing Ah Ruan's angry voice, Fu Zhi poked its belly, and continued: "If he wants to achieve his goal, he will take the initiative to attack me. Let's see, what he wants to do next..."

"Master..." Ah Ruan pursed his lips, before he could finish the rest of the sentence, he returned to Fuzhi's consciousness and reminded: "He's here."

The door of the cabin was opened.

Yin Lingxi stepped in, holding a wooden tray in his hand, and said loudly: "Master, your dinner is ready."

In the past few days, his 'injury' has almost healed, so he took on the responsibility of taking care of Fuzhi's daily life, eating three meals a day, saying hello twice in the morning and evening, being clingy and caring.

He arranged the wooden chopsticks, spoons and clear porridge, and the faint scent lingered on the tip of his nose, "Master, today is lighter." Fuzhi got used to his care, and sat down at the table.

He was dressed more casually than outside, with only a half-inch-wide belt wrapped around his supple waist. behind.

His face was still grim, but less impersonal and indifferent.

Yin Lingxi handed him a wooden spoon, which inadvertently brushed across Fuzhi's beautiful wrist bones.

Fuzhi paused, and said helplessly, "I'm blind, but my spiritual sense is still available." So there was no need to take care of him so meticulously, and he even took care of the spoon for him.

Yin Lingxi smiled and said: "Master, if the disciple is willing, you can try it."

Fuzhi was helpless, so he took a sip of the porridge with a spoon. The porridge contained a faint fragrance, and the sweetness melted away at the first entrance.The porridge was a little hot, and her light-colored thin lips were stained a little red.

"good."

"As long as the master likes it."

Yin Lingxi sat down beside him, watched the beauty eating, admired it for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Master, tomorrow is the [-]th lunar month again."

"Well," Fuzhi put down the wooden spoon, "what's the matter?"

"It's nothing... just thinking about leaving you for another day."

It sounds a little embarrassing.

Fuzhi picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped the corners of his mouth, feeling very funny.

If he hadn't known that the Lust guy would come to take advantage of him every time the moon was full, he would really believe it, and he would put on an air.

Yin Lingxi whispered: "Master, can you accompany me tomorrow night?"

"No."

Even if the night of the full moon’s backlash was not as serious as the previous one, he had to calmly suppress it in the cold pool, and he refused it straightforwardly.

And Yin Lingxi's voice sounded even lower, he circulated the devil energy in his body, and touched the joy Gu.

"Master, tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. I have no father or mother since I was a child, and I spend this day alone every year. Can you... can you accompany me for a day, just for a while..."

There was a sore feeling in Fuzhi's heart, a dull pain.

Huanqingzi Gu felt the need of the mother Gu, and responded immediately.

He raised his eyebrows indiscriminately, savoring the taste of pity and pity.

While pretending to be pitiful, Yin Lingxi tugged on Fuzhi's sleeve.

"Master..."

After a long while, Jian Zun, who knew that there would be backlash against the night of the full moon, sighed in compromise, his cold side face was a little helpless.For some reason, he couldn't see his apprentice being wronged.

"It should be you, but you have to come back before midnight."

The backlash officially started at midnight, as long as he returned to the cold pool before midnight, he wouldn't have much problem.

Yin Lingxi rolled his eyes, and hugged Fuzhi behind him like a baby.

There was a very faint cold fragrance on Fu Zhi's body, which made his eyes darken.

Yin Lingxi sniffed lightly, and said in a low voice, "Master is so kind..."

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Xixi: "Master is so kind."

Fuzhi smiled: "Master can do better."