The look in Wen Jie's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at the seriously injured young man lying on the ground, not knowing whether to call him a priest or a god of Jiuli, and she didn't know how to bring up the topic reasonably.

She looked at his originally clean and somewhat looking face, which was so pale that there was no blood at this time, and then looked at the clenched palms, sometimes red and sometimes purple, and the skin was trembling, and soon blood could seep out.

It's a pitiful look.

Wen Jie is a god who has not experienced the flood and war, and he has a light temperament, and there are only one or two people who can make friends. She wondered, if this friend really became a demon, would she be able to put the principle of heaven and earth first, and ignore him? sighed slightly in my heart, Father God is right, the world is complicated, and the original intention is really difficult.

"You ......" only spit out one word, didn't ask for a while, and glanced at Si Ming, or should be called Jiuli's waist Xuanjian, and suddenly remembered that thing seemed to have seen it when he was flipping through the book in what year and month, and his heart was shocked.

"You're holding the Nanlun Divine Sword in your hand?"

Jiuli was stunned for a moment, did not make a sound, but forcibly stood up.

Wen Jie hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, he already knew it in his heart, shook his head and smiled, "I have long seen that you are not ordinary, it turns out that you are really the god of Jiuli." ”

As he spoke, he generously moved some chaotic qi over.

Looking closer, Jiuli's thin lips looked even paler. At this time, he was suddenly impacted by the chaotic qi, and suddenly squirted out another mouthful of dirty blood.

Wen Jie looked at the hair in his heart, although he could still be as usual when he was surrounded by green light before, but now, after all, he provoked it himself, and he was very unhappy: "You bear with it, I will give you a smooth breath, I estimate that you have been dead for too long, and it is not suitable to come back to life all of a sudden." ”

The Bai Yue girl, who woke up on the side and was already half awake at this time, her face twitched, sure enough, her family god has become a little stupid since she came into contact with these nine-day chaotic immortals, Si Ming Shenjun has obviously been alive, and how can it be related to being dead for too long if she doesn't breathe well.

After the red clouds dissipated, the sky of the Eight Desolations gradually continued as usual.

Following the trajectory of the sundial, the twilight gradually climbed into the sky, and the great Brahma was cool.

After all, the chaotic qi still had some effect, and after a while, Jiu Li's face finally had a little vitality, he coughed a few times, and all the blood on his chest was spit on the ground, which looked a little weird in the warm red sky.

Wen Jie breathed a sigh of relief, it looks good, it's very good, as for curing the root cause and the like, it's up to him, the god, to solve it himself.

Jiuli closed his eyes and meditated, adjusted smoothly for a while, and slowly opened his eyes: "Thank you Wengu for this help." ”

Wen Jie stood up and rubbed his kneeling numb legs a few times: "You're welcome, saving people and saving God, it's always wrong to save half, and after all, I'm almost saved, so I'm embarrassed to accept your words of thanks......"

Before the word "words" fell, Jiuli Shangshen coughed up blood again without giving face.

Seeing that Wen Jie was so good, he could also be called a god, and his heart was furious, and he turned his face to the side, and glanced at Bai Yue, who had already dragged the fainting rabbit cub back to a certain place in the palace to rest, and pointed to a puddle on the ground.

Miss Bai Yue, who was not very good-looking, was stunned for a moment, her mouth opened into a circle, and she finally understood, and immediately walked away to the backyard.

Wen Jie, who was very satisfied, turned his head and looked at Jiuli Shangshen, who was coughing with blood at the corners of his mouth, and handed over a lake-colored handkerchief very caresively.

"You rub."

Jiuli thanked him in a low voice, took the square handkerchief and wiped it on his mouth.

Wen Jie pointed to the pavilion on the side, strode over first, and his tone returned to some seriousness: "Speaking of which, I saw that the return of the gods should be blessed, why ......" He glanced back at Jiuli, who had already followed, and continued: "Is it such an embarrassed look?" ”

Jiuxi walked into the pavilion, sat down, and said with a half-minute smile: "It's been nearly 100,000 years, and Benjun didn't expect that he would come back." ”

Although it was an incredibly blank tone, it was sincere.

In the court, Bai Yue came over with a basin of water and carefully cleaned the bloodstains. Wen Jie propped himself up on the table with one hand, was silent for a while, and said thoughtfully: "In the year of the great famine, Wen Jie was still practicing in the mountains, but in the book, the pattern of the four seas today is very different from that time......

Jiu Li shook his head: "Si Ming's memory has not disappeared, except for some entanglements between the Upper God Realm and the Demon Dao, I know all this. Looking at Wen Jie and smiling again: "Otherwise, this gentleman doesn't know that the Shinto Dao now has a god like you with the power of thick chaos." ”

"Hmm." Wen Jie was a little surprised, it turned out that Si Ming still existed, and suddenly thought of something, and poked his eyes into the Jiuli Shangshen who was also looking at her on the other side: "Then speaking, this monarch should call you ......"

Jiuli was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the sky outside the pavilion that had sunk, and said lightly: "Call this Jun Jiuli." A chuckle on his lips gradually crept into his eyes: "Si Ming can't even be named, but he is directly called because he knows that his father is too lazy to take it, and now that Benjun has recovered his true god, he wants to call his name back." ”

Wen Jie nodded as if he was clear, and called out briskly: "Hello Jiuli God." ”

At this time, Bai Yue, who had cleaned up the courtyard, had already come over with a pot of tea, and very thoughtfully filled the cup for the two gods who were discussing some things, but they had not yet discussed them.

Wen Jie secretly thought that he would definitely give Bai Yue a raise when he turned around, and by the way, he would demote and punish Instant Sakura's dog. The jade hand had already picked up the teacup very elegantly, and took a sip of water with her eyebrows down.

When he raised his eyes, Jiuli Shangshen had already stretched out one hand in front of him, staring at him with burning eyes.

Wen Jie was stared at for a while, and swallowed his saliva: "What else does the god of Jiuli do?" He pointed to the teacup in front of Jiuli and said, "After drinking this cup of tea, go home, there is no place to stay in the palace." ”

If it was someone else, Wen Jie at this time, I was afraid that it was a gust of wind that swept over, but Jiuli's expression was too serious and a little empty, which made her heart hairy in addition to hair. Shaking his head and thinking about it, in order to avoid trouble, it is better not to offend. What's more, this is still a god of war who is too wild, she has no interest in the god of literature and the like, but for the hot-blooded and very powerful general, she really has a respect from the bottom of her heart.

After staring at Jiuli Shangshen on the opposite side for a while, a faint word "Chuan" appeared between his eyebrows, and he seemed to hesitate for a long time, and finally spoke.

In the cool evening, Jiuli said: "Wengu, my little Jiu...... Heh, what's wrong with that little fox? ”

Wen Jie thought about it for a while in his mind, and finally remembered that not long ago, this good friend seemed to have entrusted himself to go to the world to give his little pet fox Shun Shun Destiny, think about it, that trip...... To this day, there is a deep mystery in her heart.

"Uh......" Wen Jie said in a lengthy monosyllabic.

Jiu Li's hand holding the cup suddenly tightened: "What is your reaction?" ”

Under the valley fog tree, the cold wind is forested, at night, the white moon hangs high on the head of the great Brahma, the figure of the thick tree falls to the ground, and the green phoenix Ah Xi continues his own walk in mid-air, and comes to the pavilion, screaming a few times.

Wen Jie stood up and stood in front of the pavilion with his hands in his hands: "A very strange situation has happened, I haven't been able to understand it very much, so ...... I don't dare to take care of myself. ”

"Say it."

Wen Jie looked back and hesitated for a moment in great confusion: "The Demon Lord Zhenyi intervened in it and took your fox's life...... It's a mess. ”

Jiuli's grip involuntarily tightened, and there was a crisp sound when it rubbed against the body of the teacup, and it actually slid straight out of his hand. As if reacting to the unusual look of his own expression, he asked with a smile: "What's the confusion?" ”

"The Baili family has fallen miserably, and since then, your little fox has been a killer of your brother who has been through the calamities."

Jiuli stood up suddenly: "What did you say?" ”

Wen Jie was stunned by Jiuli's reaction, and said sincerely: "What Benjun sees is the truth. ”

Jiu Li's originally embarrassed figure suddenly became a little sluggish, he sat back and muttered, "The situation is so troublesome, it has become ......"

Wen Jie touched his nose, thinking that the relationship between the fox and Si Ming for hundreds of years was indeed good, and he felt that Jiu Li's reaction could be understood, so he said kindly: "I don't know much about Wen Jie, Jiu Li, you can go to the mortal world and take your fox out of the reincarnation tribulation." ”

Jiuli was still in his own shock and hesitation, and did not make a sound.

Wen Jie sat down again, Bai Yue had already poured new hot tea in the cup, she raised her sleeves and raised her hand to hold it slowly, seeing that Si Ming had become Jiuli's complicated mood has calmed down a lot since then.

Only then did he put the edge of the teacup to his mouth, and heard Jiu Li call in a low voice: "Wengu." ”

Wen Jie took a sip, raised his eyes and said, "Benjun is here." ”

As the night rose, Wen Jie looked at Jiu Li with a calm face and said to himself, "Can I ask you for something." ”

Gently put the teacup down, and after a little thought, he replied: "You might as well talk about it first, I'll think about it." ”

"Demon Lord Zhenyi's spiritual power comes from the Suyu Mountain, and you must have been somewhat familiar with him in the past. In this world, his life is about to be smoothed by only your divine power. Jiuli's voice sounded slowly in the silent night.

Wen Jie played with the tea lid leisurely, raised his eyebrows and said, "So? ”

Jiuli looked at Wen Jie very sincerely: "After I return, I will need at least a hundred years to breathe, and as for my fox, I want to hand her over to you." ”

Wen Jie shook his head and chuckled: "Lord Jiuli, you really have a deep affection for that girl, and when you first woke up, you actually read it." Leaning on the stone table with his cheeks propped up, he continued: "It's just that there is no benefit, I am too lazy to do these errands." ”

Jiuli smiled suddenly, and his face softened a little: "I caught a snake in the immeasurable heaven and came back, you can take it to alchemy." ”

"Snakes?" Wen Jie was surprised, so shocked that he leaned sideways and almost didn't sit in the chair. In her mind, she was looking back at the memory, it was not that she had not been to that place in the Infinite Heaven, since she had to go down the mountain for a while, even if she passed by, she had to pass by for a moment. In my impression, that shabby place, as far as the eye can see, is barren, except for an old naughty boy Zhuhuai beast, where there will be any divine beasts next to it, let alone what kind of little snake.

There was a sudden movement in his eyes, could it be that the beasts......

Wen Jie's eyes widened, and he looked at Jiuli again, this time he was impartial, and he saw a small snake with a slippery white body being pulled out of Jiuli's burned yellow and black sleeves, the little snake looked at Wen Jie, I don't know if it was an illusion or something, there were tears in those eyes, and it looked very pitiful.

Wen Jie exerted a little divine power, and he clearly saw that the true soul of the little snake that had always belonged to the cool family lived in a group of burning fires.

Feeling cold, Wen Jie felt that the environment he was in was very dangerous, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you so cruel to your mother?" ”

Jiuli looked at Wen Jie very seriously, and raised his eyes slightly: "Wengu, what did you say?" ”

Wen Jie paused, picked up the teacup to cover his face, and smiled dryly: "Ahem, this gentleman just promises, Jiuli, you have a good rest, you should keep the little snake by yourself." ”

Jiuli looked at Wen Jie again with great satisfaction, and hid the little snake in his sleeve very casually: "There is Lao Wengu." ”