Qi Yao followed the direction in which the barrier disappeared, trying to find out who shot the barrier, and there was a man in white standing at the end of the barrier, looking down at the lifeless scorched earth below.

Every time he saw the white-clothed figure, Qi Yao's heart always had an unexplained hatred surging, and he immediately said, "Don't go!"

With this roar, he suddenly woke up from the bed, panting for unsteady breath, and reached out to wipe away the fine beads of sweat on his head.

I didn't expect that after all these years, I would still dream about the past.

After the man in white disappeared in front of him, he was distressed for a while, and finally he dragged his scarred body and built a mound for the boy on the land of the original tribe.

Since then, he has cultivated more diligently, and finally spent two hundred years cultivating the Nine-Tails to transform into a human form, sitting in the position of the demon king, and painstakingly searching for the man in white who disappeared.

But God did not fulfill people's wishes, when he found the man in white and thought that he could finally take revenge, the man in white had already ascended to immortality, and the only thing he left in the world, the only way to pull him back to hell from the altar, was the priest who turned into his spiritual power - Chu Zui!

"Are you awake?!"

A gentle voice came, and the frightened Qi Yao looked at the source of the sound vigilantly, and when he saw the person coming, he reluctantly made a smile and said, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Emperor Tianqi sat at the head of his bed and said, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and all the civil and military officials, concubines, and princes will gather together in the imperial garden, I come to ask, do you want to come?"

Qi Yao looked at the sky outside the window, it was already twilight drooping, but he didn't expect to be haunted by nightmares for so long after taking a break in the middle of the sound.

He smiled and said, "No, I don't like to be noisy, Your Majesty will go first......! I also want to go home. ”

"Okay, you haven't been back for more than two years, have you?"

"No need, Your Majesty, I'll just go back by myself!" Qi Yao said goodbye to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and according to the desire of his heart to absorb people's yang energy, he went to the General's Mansion to end the life of the third aunt, collected her soul that had not yet dispersed, and went to the Qingchen Palace to take a look at Chu Zui.

Sure enough, as he expected, Chu Zui was struggling in his own hall, Chu Zui's eyes were red, and he stared at the few maids around him who were serving her with great eagerness, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled a maid into her hand out of thin air.

Chu was drunk and clasped the maid's neck, and the legs of the people around him were weak, but no one dared to make a noise in front of the crazy priest, let alone make a small move.

Chu Zui saw that the maid's neck was about to bite down, but the only little consciousness he had stopped her movements.

As if she was frightened by something, she stretched out her hand to shake off the maid she had just grabbed, and struggled to restrain herself from squeezing out a sentence from between her teeth: "Get out, get out of here!"

As soon as they heard that they could leave, everyone rushed to the door, but just after opening the door, they heard Chu drunk and said, "Come back!"

Everyone turned around like a catastrophe again, and looked at Chu Zui with the eyes of survival.

Chu drunk didn't look at them, and said: "Stay with him, don't let him come to me, and don't tell him what I look like!"

"Lord Priest, Commander Priest, he has gone to the palace to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"Yes, let's go!"

When the people heard this, they crawled away, and now the priest seemed to be crazy, and hid as far away as possible.

Chu drunk's eyes became more and more cloudy, and her whole body strength was uncontrollable, she struggled to go back to bed and meditate, but she still couldn't suppress the desire in her heart to suck the souls of the living.

If it was in the past, she could still endure it, but today this feeling is so menacing that it wants to devour her only remaining consciousness.

"Twitter, twitter!"

A few birdsongs unfortunately came into Chu Zui's ears, she reached out and grabbed the bird in the tree into her hand, she wanted to swallow the bird's soul, but out of nowhere, another spell flew and knocked the bird in her hand away.

Chu Zui, who had lost the last ray of hope, suddenly grabbed the neck of the person who had beaten her bird and pressed the person to the ground.

Qi Yao smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to show the soul of the third aunt, and said, "For you!

Chu Zui immediately took a few steps back like a snake and scorpion, fell on the bed, and said, "I don't like it, get out, you hurry up and get out of my !!."

"Don't like it?" Qi Yao stood up and patted the dust on his body, and walked to the head of Chu Zui's bed with the soul, and said leisurely: "I really don't like it?

Chu Zuishi shrank in the corner of the wall, trembling and said: "I don't need it, you get out, I, no, I need it!" The last four words roared hoarsely, and it was extremely difficult, and in the end, he could only cast a spell to stun himself, and let his body fall weightless on the bed.

Qi Yao lowered his eyes and looked at the stunning woman with closed eyes, shook his head, and said, "It's a pity! Such a loyal beauty was harmed like this by Mo Fan!"

Saying that, the soul of the third aunt was instilled into Chu Zui's body, Chu Zui's frowning brows were eased, and his breathing gradually became even and he fell asleep peacefully.

Qi Yao was satisfied with the quilt for her and left, went to the grave of the former young man, turned into a fox, guarded in front of the young man's grave, and let the moonlight cage around him, like a tulle, bright and moving in the hazy and hazy.

The former tribe has become a desolate mountain range, no longer prosperous, and the bright smile of the young man has never appeared in front of him again.

Qi Yao closed his eyes slightly, in his dream, he carried Mu Yu on his back, running on the boundless green wilderness, he asked: "I'm a demon, aren't you afraid?"

The young man's laughter was as beautiful as a silver bell, "Don't be afraid, Qiyao won't hurt me, Qiyao will always be with me!"

Qi Yao smiled: "I will accompany you forever!"

Mu Yu carefully looked at the road running ahead, saw the top of the mountain, and said, "Okay, let's be here! The sunrise here is very beautiful! Do you like it?"

Qi Yao looked at the rising red sun, and looked at the young man's face reflected in the red sun, which was the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen beyond the prosperity of the world.

He said lightly: "I like it!" Qi Yao said leisurely: "I like to watch the red sun here, and I prefer the people who accompany me to watch the red sun!"

Every year, the most restful sleep of Qi Yao is in front of this young man's tombstone, and only here can he be regarded as guarding him.

Qi Yao suddenly felt a chill behind him, the fox's perception of danger was much sharper than that of ordinary animals, Qi Yao immediately got up, turned into a human form and pressed the thing that was attacking him to the ground.

The pink ball that was pressed by Qi Yao was still chirping, and two tears were moved.

If it weren't for Qi Yao's sight of the Soul Eater in the ancient books, he would have almost been blinded by the cute appearance of this thing.