The most immortal valley has been peaceful for thousands of years, Ah Mao sat on the bluestone, quietly looked at the cat and chicken butt who was competing with a dogtail grass, and secretly laughed at this guy who has only grown in age and not IQ over the years, and he is still so stupid.

She had been here for more than ten days, and she had also met her master. Hongjun saw that she was in good spirits, and he didn't say much, but told her about her being pardoned by the Emperor of Heaven, and confessed his true identity to her.

It's a lie to say that she's not surprised, she has also heard of the legend of the god of creation, but after the battle of immortals and demons, almost all the gods have been wiped out, and even a few gods who have only survived have lived in seclusion and no longer care about the world. She vaguely understands that her status is not what it used to be, she is the nine-tailed fox of Qingqiu, and she is also the disciple of Hongjun Patriarch, and she is also a divine monarch with profound mana.

Mao snapped his fingers, and was taken aback by his identity as a burner, but it was nothing to think about. She finally came to the end, although I don't know how long it will last......

Mao shook his head, not wanting to dwell on those unknown troubles, remembering that it was time for him to drink medicine, so he obediently got up and walked towards the side room.

Picking up the already cold medicinal soup on the table, Ah Mao subconsciously pinched his nose and took a few sips of the porcelain bowl to drink. She made up her mind to take good care of her body, drink medicine on time, and rest on time, so that she could live longer and have more time to do what she had to do.

His hand habitually reached out to the candied fruit in the porcelain jar, and suddenly stopped. A trace of bitterness poured into his heart, and it seemed to be more difficult to swallow than the medicinal soup.

People who have long lost their sense of taste and smell still eat preserves? Hehe, it's so stupid~

She wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, and unconsciously remembered Chang Ya in her mind.

At that time, in the underworld, because she had a keen sense of smell and couldn't stand the pungent bloody breath, she was sealed by Chang Ya's sense of smell and taste. And now, her sense of smell and taste is still closed, she can't smell anything, she can't taste anything. For a veteran foodie, this blow is fatal, but at this point, she has nothing to do.

"It's okay, at least you don't have to put up with this disgusting medicinal soup." Shigeru comforted himself. Pick up the porcelain bowl with the dregs on it and walk out of the room.

Suddenly, the light in front of her dimmed, and a figure blocked her way.

"Shigeru, you're really here!"

The warm voice came into his ears, and Mao looked up at the man in the moon-white robe in front of him. The surprise in her eyes converged little by little, her eyes widened, and she lost her voice: "No thoughts? You, how did you get in? ”

Thoughtless eyes stared at Shigeru's slightly pale face, and his heart mourned. He grabbed Shigeru and pressed her head against his chest. Unable to control his excitement, he folded his arms tightly and wrapped Amao in his arms as if he had found some lost treasure.

"I knew you were going to be safe."

Wunian hugged him too tightly, Ah Mao pushed him hard twice to no avail, and said helplessly: "Wunian, you let go!" There's something to say, what is this for? ”

For the rest of her life now, she can't be killed by thunder, but she was strangled to death by Wunian, uh...... It's a shame to think about.

Wu Nian realized his gaffe, Jun blushed, and let go of Ah Mao.

Ah Mao straightened his hair and asked, "You asked the Emperor for the most immortal order?" ”

Wu Nian replied: "Exactly." Your identity is not as good as before, I told the Emperor of Heaven that I wanted to find you back to the Heavenly Realm, and of course the Emperor of Heaven would not refuse. ”

After hearing this, Mao sneered: "Hmph! Identity is really useful, I don't know that the Emperor of Heaven is so snobbish! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Amao, your identity is different from the past, and you have to think twice about many things."

Shigeru snorted disdainfully, staring away and no longer speaking.

Wu Nian Zhengse said: "Let's not talk about this first, I just want to tell you one thing, Chang Ya and his ......"

Ah Mao quickly lowered his head, and a trace of uneasiness flashed across his face: "Wu Nian, you haven't eaten for a long time, haven't you?" I finally came here, and I personally cooked some food for you. Shigeru avoided his thoughtless gaze, trying to divert the unpleasant topic.

"Shigeru! Don't do this! Wu Nian vigorously grabbed Ah Mao's shoulders and said urgently.

Mao's reaction made Wu Nian anxious, judging by her reaction, she should not have come out of the shadow of that incident, and she seemed to have a deep misunderstanding of Chang Ya. He didn't know how she would react if he told her the facts, but the facts were the facts, and he couldn't hide the facts forever, let alone want her to learn about it from others, so he looked around for Shigeru and wanted to tell her the truth clearly.

Ah Mao's hand suddenly covered his ears, and he squatted down weakly, "Please don't say it!" I don't want to hear it! ”

Wu Nian frowned, reached out and took her hands away, clenching them tightly in his big hands. The two thick eyebrows seemed to be wrinkled together, staring at the helpless Amao with a solemn expression.

"I don't want to say anything else, but I have to say it!" Seeing that Ah Mao was still resistant, he simply said straightforwardly, "Chang Ya is not an ordinary immortal, he is Lu Zhudao Jun, the god of the heavenly realm, and the junior brother of your master Hongjun!" ”

Wu Nian's words were like thunder, and Ageru's confused consciousness instantly returned to its place.

"No, it can't be! You must be lying to me! He, the way he looks, how can it be land pressure? Something suddenly occurred to her, chewing back and forth on the familiar name.

Land pressure ...... Land pressure ......

Isn't that the benefactor who saved her life in her mother's mouth?

Chang Ya is Lu Zhuan Daojun? Dog blood doesn't need money, does it? God is really going to play tricks on her.

She suddenly remembered that when she and Chang Ya first met in Zhaoyao Mountain, he had a confused look on his face. She was so focused on filling her stomach that she forgot such an important clue.

Chang Ya, an immortal who has no record in the heavenly realm, why did he appear in the desolate Zhaoyao Mountain for no reason? His expression at that time was clearly looking for something, what was he looking for?

If Changya is land pressure, then everything has a reasonable explanation. Ah Mao could be sure that Chang Ya was looking for something at that time, she turned her palm up, white light flashed, and she had held a wooden box with a simple pattern in her hand, she looked at the box carefully, except that it could not be opened, and did not find anything very outstanding.

Mo Xue said that this box was called the Moonlight Treasure Box, and she asked Mao to hand over the box to her benefactor.

Ah Mao casually threw the moonlight treasure box to Wu Nian, Wu Nian didn't expect Ah Mao's sudden little movements, and caught it dangerously, he held the box suspiciously, studied it for a moment, and said in surprise: "Is this ...... Moonlight treasure box? ”

"Yes, this thing is his, and now it should be returned to its rightful owner." Ah Mao seems to have become uninterested and spiritless when he mentions the words "Lu Jian Daojun". "Wu Nian, help me give it back to him."