"Lord God, this little sapling is really strange. Why isn't she afraid of my fairy power at all?" Night Ji scratched her head, always feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't say why. I had to frown fiercely, and I formed a Sichuan character in the middle of my eyebrows.

If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, judging from the fact that it was able to absorb its own immortal power so smoothly and without the slightest repulsion, Ye Ji would have mistaken it for something from the Yang Realm. After thinking about it, Ye Ji couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it. Recognizing the sluggishness and stupidity of his own thinking, and accepting this tragic situation, it became much easier for the night season.

At least Kamagami and Yaro never expected him to come up with anything useful, and even showed a silent tolerance for a fool like him. The night season is not annoyed or noisy, you don't need to use your brain, and what you want to do is arranged by the gods, which is also a very happy thing.

"Let's go. Mu Bai didn't explain or answer, seeing that the little sapling began to sprout new leaves, his heart was secretly bright, his eyes flashed with instant softness, and he said coldly.

After all, before the night season could react, he only saw an empty forest, and occasionally a fresh breeze blew. Yeji scratched the back of his head depressedly and pursed his lips, as if he was a little aggrieved, and as if he had already adapted to the character and temperament of Lord God who came and went without a trace.

"Little sapling, you are lucky to meet Lord God today. Yeji squatted down, patiently teased the little sapling, and said with a grin.

"Remember to thank me, I'm the biggest contributor, and I've spent a lot of my immortal power. When he said a lot of fairy power, Yeji was obviously a little weak-hearted, Nunu nose, grinning.

A lot of immortal power is not enough, just a little bit. But just because it's a small amount doesn't mean you can't express your sincere gratitude. Thinking like this, Ye Ji felt a sense of peace of mind, and he didn't have to worry about this little lie.

"Cultivate well, since you are so related to the immortal family, maybe you can cultivate into an immortal in the future. In this way, we can play together, although there seems to be no precedent for monsters to cultivate into immortals, but that doesn't mean that it can't, right, anyway, cultivation, it seems to be like that, and the distance between the two worlds of yin and yang doesn't seem to be big. Ye Ji babbled for a while before slowly standing up and reluctantly saying goodbye.

Yuetang's body is in a state of extreme weakness, occasionally unconscious and occasionally awake for a moment, but in a daze, it seems to hear a few words from the person next to him, but what is said, Yuetangi never really listens, and can't remember what the other party said.

He seemed to have spoken a lot, and he seemed to have spoken very little, only a few words, but like a bright and warm light, shining into her dark and cold world, bringing light.

The rich and refreshing fragrance of the orchid flowers suddenly drifted into the nostrils of the moon orange, so that she didn't have time to think about it, and she wanted to desperately open her eyes to take a look at the appearance of the immortal family. It's just that Yuetang's body is too weak, and before he can open his eyes and see a glimmer of light, he faints again.

A few days later, Tsukibana finally woke up.

Looking up, the clear blue and cloudless sky stretched from a distant place, piercing through the thick leaves above the moon orange's head and breaking into her eyes. The bright sunlight seeped through the branches and leaves of the tall trees, shining on the body of the moon orange with a wistful spot of light, bringing a burst of comfortable warmth and life power.

Under his feet is the fertile and moist soil, soaked by the heavy rain of the previous days, exuding a sullen smell of damp heat, mixed with the faint smell of rotting leaves and dead branches, forming a familiar and intimate sense of reality, the feeling of stepping on the dirt in a real way, making the moon orange feel extremely relieved and steady.

It's all wonderful.

Tsukibana stretched comfortably, enjoying all the warmth and tranquility of the world wrapped in the woods.

It's just that Yuetang's body has not fully recovered yet, and he is still very weak, so he has to maintain the appearance of a small sapling. After all, the original form is the most relaxed posture for the demon. This is also the most conducive to cultivation, although Yuetang's current appearance cannot use demonic power to protect himself.

Ten days and a half have passed, and Yuetangi is still recovering very slowly and maintaining her original shape, but fortunately, Yuetangi is always surrounded by many friends, and she will not seem so lonely.

It's just that this mortal world is not like being in the Demon Lord's flower garden after all, there are many insects, insects and birds, and occasionally landing on the leaves of the moon orange, which is enough to make her frightened.

I'm Qili Xiang in the Netherworld, you can't eat me.

Eating it will cause indigestion.

Diarrhea, and then death.

Tsukibana folded her hands and thought in her heart, but helplessly, the insects were unceremonious, and could not hear her kind advice, so they resolutely landed on her leaves and began to attack violently.

The most terrifying thing is that this red spider crawls on the leaves of the moon orange with eight legs, adsorbs on the leaves and sucks the sap to harm the leaves, making the moon orange almost malnourished several degrees, causing the leaves to lose green and yellow, resulting in a large number of leaf loss.

just dodged Bai Lian's poisonous gas, and then this guy's attack was again.

Tsukiju burst into tears, gritting her teeth and thinking about what she should do.

Every time she encounters this red spider, Tsukibana can only widen her eyes and pray silently in her heart. When praying fails, Tsukiko can only start cursing. This red spider is really too much, specially picking her to eat, what is the situation? Could it be that this red spider has the talent of cultivating into an immortal, so it can detect the special nature of the moon orange?

The second is the hateful beetle, which eats on young leaves, reduces the leaves, weakens the tree, and seriously affects the normal growth of the moon orange.

Oh my God, I just want to live well. Is it that hard?

Yue Tang wanted to cry without tears, shouting that the earth should not be shouted every day, so she could only keep wailing in her heart and bear it silently.

"Hey, Red Spider, are you about to become an immortal? Are you already conscious?" Seeing that the midday sun was getting brighter and brighter, Yue Tang unconsciously stayed in this land for nearly a hundred years, and also figured out the temperament of this red spider.

tortured her for nearly a hundred years, this red spider did not become an immortal, and she didn't believe it when she was killed!

"Ah, did you find out?" was a male voice, with a thick banter and pretended surprise, which made Yuetang's heart itch, and he wanted to beat him up.

"It's been a hundred years since you died, so I can't do it, you haven't attained the Dao!So, how long are you left to become an immortal?" Yue Tang frowned and pursed her lips, praying that the red spider would hurry up and become an immortal, so that she would no longer have to endure being eaten by him. If it had been placed before, this red spider would not have been conscious, and for the moon orange, it would have been just a worm staring at itself and eating it.

But now, this insect can't help but realize that it's still a man. Even if Yuetang doesn't have any taboos about men and women, it's still very weird, and it's psychologically unacceptable......

"Are you so willing to let me go?" The red spider bit the small handkerchief pretentiously, stared at the moon orange aggrievedly, slowly approached, and climbed up along the root of the moon orange, causing the moon orange to have goosebumps all over her body, and she felt uncomfortable.

"Don't come and eat me again, men and women can't stand it, isn't this the rule of your yang realm?" Yue Tang frowned and pouted the corners of his mouth, like a child coquettish, trying to discuss.

"But it is only by relying on you that people can grow up little by little and cultivate into immortals. If I had left you, I might have died a long time ago, where could I still cultivate to become an immortal?" Although the voice of the red spider was delicate and weak, it was a kind of improper teasing and playfulness to Yue Tang, which disturbed Yue Tangerine's heart and felt a chill.

"So I'm your savior, so aren't you any nicer to me?" Yue Tang stood up, pursed his lips, and became a little serious, as if he was a little depressed and gasped.

"Good, good. Obviously, the voice is a male voice when I hear it, but he said this and led to a bewitching to the bones, as if singing a beautiful slenderness, that seems to be affectionate but ruthless tune, with a thick smile, a hundred turns, like a tempting poison, intentionally or unintentionally began to tease.

"Then you are not allowed to eat me again. Tsukiju spoke, completely unaware of the ambiguity in his words.

"But if I don't eat you, how can I cultivate? Anyway, you won't be eaten by us, so just be a good person to the end, help, let me cultivate into an immortal." The red spider coaxed softly, making Yueju feel that such a tone was extremely insincere, and there was a deep feeling of seducing a woman from a good family.

Tsukiju fell into a deep silence.

"Xiao Qilixiang, don't be like this, I will become an immortal in another fifty-one years. When I cultivate into an immortal family, won't you, this little demon, have an extra immortal friend in the yang realm, and then I can protect you in the yang realm and say something good for you. Anyway, it has been eaten for a hundred years, and another fifty years and a hundred years should be nothing. The red spider was seductive, with a soft voice and a smile, as if you didn't see him, and you could know that he must be a demon who has fallen over the world.