Yi Ju didn't know what it meant to ask this, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he had to think about it seriously and replied, "The Condensation Fairy is in the Demon Yuan Palace, and then went to the Sword Pavilion and the Dance Pavilion...... By the way, there's also the library!"

"Hmm. He smiled evilly, his narrow eyes were filled with a deep chill, and he said lightly, "Burn all those places for the deity!"

"Ahh......h

"Nothing will be left!" Li Ming smiled faintly and said, "Remember not to let others see it." ”

Yihua nodded as if he didn't understand, "Yes." ”

Watching Yi Huan leave, he drank the cup of tea that had been cold, and he felt disgusted just by looking at the things that others had touched, although, few people would touch his things.

......

Qianyue closed the door of the bamboo house lightly, walked to the front of the body with red eyes, and curtsied, "Your Excellency." ”

"Okay?"

"Well, you've already been drugged. ”

Liming got up and said, "Take good care of the Demon Monarch, and take medicine again after an hour." ”

"Hmm. Qianyue saw that she was not worried about the injury of the demon Zixun, so she was slightly relieved and said, "Your Excellency can rest assured." ”

He stopped talking, turned around and flew out of the enchantment, and in a blink of an eye, he was next to the Lan River.

Last time, the demon Zixun was eroded by the blood of the lonely to the original god, and just in case, he brought the demon Zixun to the human realm enchantment, and at the same time imprisoned the sparse silence.

He also felt strange about his lonely identity, he seemed to be an immortal but not an immortal, like a demon but not a demon, and thousands of demon soldiers were dispatched without finding out his identity and origin, he seemed to have suddenly appeared from the Six Realms.

Go down to the bottom of the Lan River, leave the underworld and walk freely under the water.

The Lan River is the dividing line between the two worlds of demons and demons, and the demon likes to walk by this river when she has nothing to do, but she would never have thought that he would imprison Shu Lonely here.

He wasn't worried that Demon Zixun would like him when he saw Shu Lone, because Liming knew that what Demon Zixun liked was just Shu Lone's face that looked like a dust spirit, and he imprisoned Shu Lone, just afraid that she would be hurt by him again.

After all, his unsolved identity and that face are mixed together, if he has some scheming, then for the demon Zixun, the moves are fatal!

Li Ming walked to a bluestone with water and grass growing in front of him, and a white light flashed in front of him, and a woman wearing a black dress and holding a long sword appeared in front of Li Ming, "Master!"

Standing away from the underworld, he said, "How is he these days?"

"Back to the master, he asked for some pen and paper, and is now drawing. Shuoyu replied.

"Painting?" "Painting?" "Liming was a little surprised, he still had this leisure painting in this situation, "Open the door." ”

"Yes. Shuo Yu inserted the long sword in his hand into a gap in the bluestone, and the palm holding the hilt of the sword shone with a slight white light, and the bluestone automatically opened a door from the middle, and there was a bright light in the door, like day!

Behind this stone gate is a road, on the top of the road is countless night pearls that glow with white light, at the end of this narrow road is a boxy stone room, the four corners of the stone room are lit with everlasting lights, and a simple stone table and stone bench are placed.

This stone room was originally a room for practicing without anything to do, but because Shu Lonely was imprisoned here, Shuo Yu was asked to remove all the weapons here, so it was too empty.

As soon as he walked to the door of the stone room, he saw a white-clothed man sitting at the stone table with a pen and depicting something carefully.

Looking at his side face, Li Ming couldn't help but clench his fingers, why could he look so much like the person she loved?

This is something that Lishen never wants to admit, he is jealous, he never thought that he would be jealous of a demon venerable!

The knuckles of the fingers were pinched softly, and the otherwise faint sound seemed a little abrupt in the empty room.

The tip of the lonely pen stopped on the paper, and subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see Liming standing in front of the stone room with a gloomy face.

Shu Silent stood up and looked behind him, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes, but he quickly lowered his head, he didn't see her!

Sit down at the table again, pick up the pen and continue drawing, ignoring the detachment.

Li Ming looked at his indifferent eyes, a little angry, three steps and two steps in front of Shu Lone, and was about to speak, but Shu Lone spoke first, "I don't want to see you!"

Li Ming frowned, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and was about to attack, looking down, the tip of the lonely pen depicted the figure of the demon Zixun, and the smile was extremely expressive......

Looking at the appearance of the demon Zixun depicted by Shu Lone, the anger suppressed in his heart suddenly exploded, and with a wave of his big hand, he swept everything on the stone table to the ground!

With a "pop", the inkstone containing black ink fell to the ground and fell in half, a large piece of ink stains were smeared on the ground, and the corners of the lonely clothes were also stained with ink stains, the white rice paper on the table was sprinkled all over the ground, and the few pictures painted with the portrait of the demon Zixun swirled in the air and fell to the ground, and one actually fell on the pool of ink, and was instantly swallowed by the black!

The pen in Shu Lone's hand rested on the table, squatted down indifferently, picked up the few portraits that were not contaminated by ink with his hands, and gently wiped off the ink on them, but the more he wiped them, the dirtier and dirtier they became, and finally even his hands were jet black......

Li Ming was furious, grabbed the collar of Shu Lone, pressed him on the table, and said angrily, "Do you really think that the deity will not dare to kill you?!"

The scapulars of the silence were pressed by this powerful impact and made a crisp sound of bone breaking, cracks appeared on the stone table, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead in pain, but his expression was still indifferent, without any waves, as if he had no soul.

Li Ming doesn't know why he has such a big temper, although he doesn't know the identity of Shulone, but he doesn't have any mana on his body, and he does not care about killing someone, but if the demon knows that Shulone died in his hands, I am afraid it will be another storm......

Lishen clamped Shu's body, and the white clothes on Shulone's body were like a white cloud spread out on the stone table, the green silk was scattered, his face was pale, his eyes stared at Liming ethereally, and he said after a while, "You won't kill me!"

"Heh......" The strength of Liming's hand, which had been a little looser, tightened again because of the words of loneliness, and said, "Are you provoking the deity?"

"Nope. The shoulder hurt badly, these two words were almost uttered by Shu Jing with all his strength, he knew that Liming didn't like him, but he didn't know that today Liming was angry because he painted the portrait of the demon Zixun, and his heart was immediately confused.

"Then why are you so sure that the deity won't kill you?" The murderous aura on Lishen's body suddenly appeared, his cold and fierce gaze stared directly at the silence, and the mysterious qi condensed in the palm of his hand, almost touching!

"Because I know I won't die at your hands!" said this sentence flatly, and there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes, but in this case, he was not allowed to think about anything.

This sentence almost made Liming laugh, and said, "If you can predict what will happen in the future, you can tell me what will happen to the Buddha-figure in the future?

Hehe, he never believed in numbers!

Because, he is the Demon Venerable, only he controls the fate of others, and no one will ever dominate him!

It wasn't that he wanted to hurt Shu Lone's life, the strength in his hand loosened a little, Shu Xiao frowned, and the pain on his shoulder disappeared a little.

"I don't know what will happen to me, but I know what will happen to you in the future!" said this sentence in a bland voice, he didn't know if this was a prophecy of special ability, and when he saw the departure from the underworld, his future scene appeared in his mind inexplicably......

"Oh?" was stunned, if it weren't for the inappropriate scene now, he would have laughed out loud, and he even said that he knew what would happen to him in the future, hehe......

Even if he is the most powerful divination technique in the Six Realms, he can't calculate the fate of his Demon Venerable, right? Isn't it the funniest joke in the world that he can't even know how to do magic, and he actually says that he can predict his future?

"Then tell me what will happen to the deity?"

Shu Silent straightened up from the table with a little pain, his clear eyes approached the darkness, and said slowly, "You will have children in the future!"