Demon Venerable looked at the ghostly heart, which was still beating. In the blink of an eye, Qingchen's hands were empty. He didn't even have time to see where the Demon Venerable was, and slowly walked forward.

"Can the Demon Venerable tell me what this thing is for?"

"Those who talk a lot die, and it is better to know than not to know, these are the rules of the demon world. You went out and forgot about it completely. ”

He chuckled and looked up.

"The Demon Venerable is serious, and his subordinates know their mistakes."

Respectfully retreated, listening to the sound of the door closing as it gradually closed, the person behind him was already far away. The Demon Venerable slowly turned into a ghostly heart, and that layer of moving crystal color seemed to cause some long-term memories.

His expression was complicated, with a slight smile. "There is never a world that the deity wants."

Everything around them was silent, because they knew that silence was the best way to go. The Demon Venerable is perverse and impermanent, who knows when he will touch his brows and become a victim of the world.

Qingchen walked away, and for some reason slowly touched her heart, the woman who was always as bright as the sun, her temperament was also excellent. It has always been simple and kind, and it is not stained with impurities.

She said she liked it, but he took her heart, and once upon a time a woman said she had love, but in the end she died for him and became a sword spirit.

This world is like a play, and it is a little more tortuous than the script. Perhaps this life is suitable for loneliness, not being loved, and not wanting to be loved.

Maybe I don't know how arrogant and selfish I feel in my heart.

The wind blew gently, and the Xuanguang Sword that was far away in the Prison Battle Hall moved slightly. Perhaps it was because he felt that glimmer of thought, and fell back into a deep sleep.

She doesn't want to wake up, those past are like fragments, and they can never be made up for happiness. The weapons in the hall suddenly sounded, like a ritual.

The prisoner came against the light, and he wore a golden dress today, which was a little low-key compared to the luxury of others. An indescribable fit.

It should be the so-called bearing, she thought. Still smiling on his face, he looked at the man who had returned. Hands down to your sides.

"The Lord of the Raiders has been rewarded again today, and I can go out again to do favors."

His brows furrowed inadvertently, "I remember that I seemed to have said, let you call me Ah Zhan." Also, there is such a thing as human affection, and you are not afraid of lowering your status. ”

She couldn't help laughing, obviously for herself, but she wanted to be awkward. But on second thought, she lifted her head and stood on tiptoe to look at the man who was much taller than herself.

"Lord Varner, I'm the maidservant of this prison war hall, where did I come from?"

This little girl is probably angry with herself, he smiled slyly, "Isn't the Prison War Hall your backer." It's a waste of your ingenuity not to use such a good resource. ”

"What have you learned?"

The cold warlord seems to be a lot more playful, and even the scare is so natural. He doesn't want to keep a straight face, but he is quite angry.

"Nature is the way of man."

He said quietly. Then a sentence suddenly popped up, "What is the difference between the way of saying a man and the way of being a husband?" ”

Wanyu looked at him with a confused expression and bit her lip. Then she glared at him and turned away, the roots of her ears red and red.

It seemed that the little girl would be shy, and he turned and entered the temple. He clearly heard an unusual murmur in the sound of the sword just now.

It should be the mind of the sword spirit, although it is mostly imitation here, but the creation of heaven and earth, there are still many sword spirits with their own consciousness. However, they have lived in the Prison War Hall for a long time, and they have regarded the Prison War Hall as their only destination. Nature will not be easily shaken.

'M afraid.......

He couldn't help but look up at the Xuanguang Sword hanging there, which he hadn't used much since he came back, so he left it there. When the sword spirit returned, the Xuanguang Sword was complete.

I saw the light wrapping around the sword body, testing the sword spirit little by little. The sword spirit suddenly felt something, and subconsciously resisted. I don't know what method was used to completely investigate the sword spirit of the Xuanguang Sword.

"It's an infatuation, but if you betray the deity, the deity will destroy your spirit."

The threat was self-evident, and Xuanguang Sword silently did not say a word. Perhaps it was a tacit acquiescence to the idea of the prison war, and for a long time, it was not heard of again.

She practiced Mingji swordsmanship every day, and she was naturally much better than she was lazy before, and she was also quite accomplished.

The swordsmanship know-how has been basically memorized, but the unity of human and sword is still a little bit behind. Although Mingji has a warm temperament, he will gently turn into a wrist ornament and fit it on the white jade-like wrist. But swordsmanship cannot be connived at, and she can only truly obtain the sword heart by working hard.

Thinking of the high-minded talk in the mortal world, I can't help but feel a little sad.

"Your swordsmanship is too vain. The mind must be steady, the eyes must be fine, the shot must be fast and accurate, and it does not matter whether it looks good or not, the important thing is to defeat the enemy. Otherwise, you won't know how to die. ”

He added viciously, and Wanyu immediately looked at it complainingly. Obviously, the previous words were pleasing to the ear, but he had to deliberately sprinkle salt. This man probably had a heart.

"Thank you, Bishop Va."

She saluted respectfully, every move and style according to his request, and when the man turned his head, it was a different situation.

The lord couldn't help but have a headache, and looked at Mingji Sword helplessly.

"If you don't behave, the deity will accept the Mingji Sword."

The woman couldn't help but bow her head and stroke Mingji's sword, "Look at how stingy that person is, my sister will protect you." ”

The prisoner was angry, "Your swordsmanship is only fifty percent hot, and it is completely unsuccessful." I'm afraid that I will be shot to death by a monster when the time comes. ”

Wanyu ignored it and continued to practice her sword, "That's not necessarily, you just came back, and your cultivation has not yet reached its peak." ”

This girl's observation is so meticulous that he can't refute it. But fortunately, there are spirit stones, which help me recover most of my spiritual power.

The rest of the time is not known, and the recovery to the peak is unknown.

"Let's continue to practice the sword, and don't forget to prepare dinner for the deity."

"Lord Vain, you are a god, you don't need to eat, do you?"

"You didn't question it before." The prisoner said arrogantly, quietly bowing his head to deal with the affairs in hand, waiting for the person to knock softly on the door.

Wanyu put away her sword, found some ingredients by the stream, and went to the kitchen.

It took a lot of thought. I made a few side dishes that were full of color and flavor, and prepared them for him. She wasn't very good at that, but she thought about how he wanted to eat and was embarrassed to eat.

It should be interesting.

"Lord Harvester, the meal is ready, please come out and eat."

"Come in."

The door opened suddenly, and the people inside were still looking down at something, and their eyelids jumped. Still silent.

The woman skillfully pushed the things and put the side dishes on the table one by one. Very delicate side dish with a faint floral aroma.

It was the inadvertent contamination of the aroma of hibiscus on her body, which added a little more flavor.

He picked up his chopsticks and ate a few bites casually, "It's not bad." ”

The woman chuckled and spoke, "The Lord of the Warriors has returned from the mortal world, and he has been a lot more arrogant. ”

He was embarrassed. Eat slowly, "Eat without words, sleep without words." ”

In a familiar tone, she pursed her lips helplessly. Tilting his head, not knowing what he was thinking, he finished eating and knocked her on the head.

cried out in pain, "Ah Zhan is getting more and more fierce." ”

"You can't concentrate on eating."

The prisoner Zhan was seriously blamed, and there seemed to be some truth.

"It's just thinking about something. I'm going to do something. ”

"Wait, what do you want?"

"I won't tell you."

The girl was gone, and the man behind her smiled pleasantly. She's getting cuter. It's a happy memory to think of those days in the mortal world.

Did they really know each other before the mortal world? She rarely mentions the Celestial Realm's past. Regarding Si Chen, she kept silent. But that person was so important to her heart that he couldn't help but be a little flustered.

Did he forget the past of the Heavenly Realm?

In dreams. She was hunted down, many people were hunting her, and she was drenched in blood. At this time, someone descended from the sky and built a fortress for her. He smiled, holding her behind him like an angel.

The woman curled up in a ball, visibly frightened.

But he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, and he only remembered that the woman smiled like a flower later.

Quietly peeping with spiritual power, the woman lay on her side on the couch. She seemed to be unable to sleep because of something, and looked at the night sky boredly. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Are you thinking about that person? His heart suddenly became chaotic, his sleeves disrupted the painting, and he sat sullenly all night. That weird dream, he couldn't help but have a little headache.

"Si Ming, what have I forgotten? If you don't tell me, I'll tear down the temple of command." ”

"Lord, why should you be a little god. It's all destiny, and when you think about it, you will naturally remember it. If you force it and smash my palace, the little god will not know it. ”

Si Ming hid pitifully to the side, and he didn't have enough confidence to justify.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Si Ming weakly wanted to refuse, and suddenly saw the person behind him. For a while, I had confidence again.

"The little god doesn't dare to say it."

The prisoner battle was about to break out, and the people behind him tugged at the corners of his clothes.

"Why do you have time to come to the Si Ming Temple? Seeking marriage? ”

"Lord Vain, you are confused, the marriage is the Yuelao Palace. The temple is naturally about life. ”

Wanyu replied calmly, looking at the person's gradually decreasing anger. Breathe a sigh of relief.

"I don't know what I want to ask?"

Si Ming interjected at the right time, and did not forget to make his eyes.

"I don't want to ask suddenly, why don't you go back with me, it's dark."

"I didn't know before, you were afraid of the dark? Is it a pretext? ”

Wanyu silently complained about how the prisoner battle could be so smart, and her careful thinking couldn't be hidden at all.

"Hmm, this Si Ming Hall is not as pleasant as the Prison War Palace, doesn't the Lord feel that the decoration here is too casual?"

Si Ming looked up at the sky and pretended not to hear. Prisoner Zhan looked at it, "Next time I'll settle accounts with you." If I can't remember it within a month, I'll tell you to wait. ”

Si Ming silently agreed, this is not something he can decide. The number of the lord's orders has been changed, and no one knows the way forward.

As for the Si Ming Palace, I'm afraid that I won't be able to be idle anymore.

"Lord Varner, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

She asked curiously.

"Then why are you here?"

The prisoner asked rhetorically, his eyes were cold.

"I happened to take a walk by."