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The breeze brought up two or three wisps of silver sand and blew onto the young man's clean pale blue robe, and the young man was sitting quietly cross-legged, when suddenly his eyes opened slightly, and the pale blue pupils appeared, like the most immaculate gems in the moonlight.

"Ahh This scared guy is gone. It really made this seat breathe a sigh of relief. "The crisp sound is like flowing water, pleasant and gentle.

The young man got up slowly, patted off the sand particles floating on his clothes, and his eyes seemed to flash with some expectation, "You and Song Yixian are gone, the next target of the 'Nine Absolute Mysterious Demon Jade' is this seat, you have left it all gone, thrown such a big burden to this seat, and let this seat guard you for hundreds of thousands of years." This seat is really a bit unexpected, you who have fallen into reincarnation, how can you lose everything like before? ”

He said in his mouth, but there was no trace of blame, but the expectation in his eyes was even greater, a white jade bottle appeared out of thin air in his white hand, he shook it gently, and the liquid inside shook and made a sound of water hitting the wall of the bottle and slapping back.

He sighed, but smiled, "It's really nerve-wracking, you ran to play again, and took away the toy that Honza wanted to use as a stand-in, you really want Honza to exhaust his life's work and do everything yourself?" ”

A silver shadow fell, kneeling respectfully in front of him, "Daoist, the Holy Seat has left the Celestial Pole Star, do you need to bring her back?" ”

"Of course not."

The boy uncorked the bottle, and the white bottle oozed blood-red gas, and the moonlight could not dye it, and he elegantly leaned over to the mouth of the bottle and sniffed it, his brow furrowed.

Obviously, the smell of the liquid in this bottle made him feel uncomfortable, but he didn't deviate from the beginning, "This smell is really easy to make people dizzy, but there is no way, it is you who personally ordered this seat to keep the demon jade for you, and this seat must obey no matter how reluctant he is." ”

With that, he drank the viscous and cold liquid inside without hesitation, and he casually dropped the bottle, which turned into white ash and dust before it hit the ground, blending with the silver grains of sand in the breeze.

He let out a long sigh of relief, exhaled a breath of bright red gas, and his brow stretched slightly.

"Daoist, the Holy See has already left, and besides, the aura on her body is far from enough to threaten you, why are you still desperately obeying her orders?" The kneeling man lowered his head and asked.

The Taoist looked at the dazzling moon in the sky, and his hand was half-covered with his eyes, "This seat can only know everything on this celestial pole star, but the Holy Seat can know anything in this whole world, her eyes are everywhere, and the breath she exhales is everywhere......"

The liquid he drank seemed to be starting to work, and wisps of reddish air that could not be seen to the naked eye were wafting from his body, and a faint smell of blood emanated from all over his body, and his brows deepened a little, and then gradually flattened again.

Turning his gaze away at the subservient man at his feet, he smiled and said, "The Holy See is the greatest and kindest Sage in the world, even if you treat her as the object of ridicule after dinner. But if she disobeyed her will, she was the most terrible executioner in hell. Your soul will be a wisp of aura that will never escape the glass bottle in her hand, and will cry out in Chesdi. ”

The man raised his head and looked at the Taoist he admired, the Taoist was smiling, but the smile was very evil, as if there was a murderous aura bursting out of his eyes that wanted to break free, which was too inconsistent with the righteous image of the Taoist.

The pale red floating around the light blue pupils instantly collapsed, and a bit of black emerged from the bottom of the pupils, spreading little by little, until the entire pupil was jet black, and then, the blue hair that was mopping the floor began to be gradually swallowed by black from top to bottom.

The pale blue hair on the silver sand spread like a smooth carpet, and the black that poured down finally burned the carpet to blackness, and there was no other color.

The Taoist gently pulled up his hair and tied it in a bun on his head.

"No one can escape the control of the Holy See, and what the Holy See loves most is acting."