"Hmm." He finally took off his robe, and watched as she changed the position of the cuffs with stitches and threads, as he had never seen her so ingenious before.

Wanyu watched as the prisoner changed into a modified robe, with a round neck and narrow sleeves, and a well-fitting waist. The casual moire embroidery is free and easy, and the lilac cloud satin brocade is slightly depressed, but it is quite a cold temperament.

"It looks like I've improved a lot, and this is the first time I've made a crewneck robe." She must have secretly studied for a long time, and seeing her satisfied appearance, the prisoner Zhan unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth. Looking at the Mingji Sword on Wanyu's wrist, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared.

"It's really good, I like it very much. How about the deity give you a gift too? Prisoner Zhan said mysteriously, Wanyu looked at him, only to see that there was suddenly an extra thing in the man's hand.

Lilac tasseled sword spikes, glazed hibiscus patterns entwined with bells, hollow pearls inlaid in between. Gently shaking it also makes a pleasant jingle sound. Although the things are small, the workmanship is particularly exquisite, although there are many craftsmen in this divine realm. However, there are only a handful of people who can make spiritual power flow.

"This sword spike is just right with my Mingji sword, I have always said to make one, but I am always too lazy to do it. Well, now this one looks much better than I made it myself. She took off the Mingji sword, placed the sword spike on the hilt, and danced lightly. Meteors streaked across the sky, and the people and swords flew all over the sky. Accompanied by a clear bell sound, it is slowly imprinted into the tip of the heart.

I saw the prisoner fighting broken branches into swords, and I saw the woman's laughter clear, and her figure was tactful and changeable. The two fought several times, and the woman leaned lazily. Put the sword back into its sheath, and put it back on your wrist, "I can't beat you every time, is it really good for you, a 10,000-year-old old fairy, to bully people like this?" ”

"That's me reminding you, you see your swordsmanship has improved again, isn't it?" Prisoner Zhan said with a smile, looking at her unhappy appearance. I can't help but feel a little childish.

"You haven't told me yet, what the hell is the Demon Realm looking for you and the Chixia Divine Monarch?"

"It's just a gratuitous provocation, you know, Demon Venerable, this person has a murderous nature. There is no room for disobedience. Another belligerent character, a fight without a word, that's all. ”

He didn't seem to want to reveal too much, and Wanyu looked at him suspiciously for a long time. It doesn't look like it's hurt, either. I'm relieved.

"What do you think? The deity and the Divine Monarch joined forces, how could they not fight against a Demon Venerable. Ah Yu, you just stay in the Fangyu Palace, there have been a lot of affairs in the Divine Realm recently, and I don't want you to get involved anymore. If there is a great war in the future, promise me to protect yourself. ”

Suddenly seeing him so cautious, Wanyu couldn't help but be even more worried. The battle of gods and demons, the war of gods and underworlds, how many lives will be ruined. The prisoner held the swing frame on the side and smiled softly.

"Let's go in, do you want to go and see the scenery. I heard that this son is not very good now, and he is tired all day. I see that you and he are more compatible, and I may be able to explain a thing or two. ”

Wanyu looked at him puzzled, and after thinking about it for a long time, there was no joke in his words. The man had already entered the room and sat down, with lit sandalwood on the table. His clothes always have a faint scent of sandalwood, which used to be incense at night, but now he never forgets it during the day.

Xianlu saw him enter the door, and Wanyu leaned in front of the door and never entered. Glancing at the back, these two people looked really hateful. The lord remembered the goddess, but he still protected her and loved her, and the goddess did so much for him, what was it.

"Don't you hate this kind of thing the most? What's more, he and I just met in Pingshui, and it is not an exaggeration to say that we are strangers. I'm not going. The woman said firmly, the corners of her lips pursed slightly.

"Ah, don't make trouble. The Protoss is alone, and the Wind Wing Clan is now in ruins. If the Protoss can't win them over and use them for the demons, there will be endless troubles. So, only you go. In the same way, if the Protoss can rebuild the Wind Wing Clan, other forces will also feel at ease and rely on the Protoss under their wings. ”

At this moment, he was more concerned about the safety of the Protoss, so he naturally had to think about everything. Although Wanyu was a little unhappy, she could only follow his wishes. It's just that what's wrong, I can't figure it out yet.

Wait until the people leave, and the prisoner will leave his seat. There were clear blood marks on his abdomen, which had been stained with his clothes, and the strength of the Demon Venerable was thriving, and he and the Divine Monarch were still injured when they joined forces.

The reason why he didn't go to her was because he was afraid that she would be implicated, and the change in Qingchen he caught a glimpse of by chance, and the changes in the aura around him made him keenly aware that there would be another bloody storm in the demon world soon.

That person used to be a breeze and a bright moon, and he loved wine and became obsessed. Now that he has become a demon, he is becoming more and more frivolous. Darkness shrouds light, who has promised the sun, Qingchen is also very fond of freedom and sunshine. It's a pity that the Tao is different and doesn't conspire with each other.

His path is becoming more and more paranoid, and the future is far away. The prisoner war fell into great uncertainty, and he was not even sure who he could protect. I heard that the Hades King had returned to the underworld, and there were some strangers around the Protoss. It must be for surveillance and inquiry.

"If you wake up, maybe everything is still possible."

He looked at his blood-stained clothes, and the robes given by Wanyu had been put away. It was neatly put into his treasure box, and he frowned in disgust. Fortunately, he was not stained with blood, and the Demon Venerable was not much better, although he hurt the two of them, he couldn't get a bargain.

"Why didn't you tell her?"

"If you dare to tell her how you were rescued, you will be sealed back." The meaning of the warning is obvious, and the heron can only admit it.

looked at the blood on his clothes with a reluctant face, "I'll help you wash your clothes, and the medicine is already cured." I'll help you change your dressing later. The prisoner frowned and looked at the thing next to him and waved his hand.

"You go down, I'll take care of the wound myself. In addition, there are no outsiders in the past few days, and all the visitors have pushed it. The prisoner commanded coldly, and the fairy heron flattened his mouth. Turning around, he put the medicine on the table and left the main hall.

The wound of the warlord does not look light. After so many years, the Demon Venerable is really different from the past. I'm afraid that the god monarch is also ugly at this moment. He tried his best to hide Wanyu, and sooner or later he would be discovered.

This woman's cultivation is not superb, although her appearance can be regarded as a sinking fish and a goose, but compared with the goddess, she is still too immature. There is no mind for the world, and there is no kind of sincerity and compassion.

I miss my former owner immensely, but unfortunately, she may never come back. If the last wisp of the divine soul of the abyss dissipates, there will be no goddess in this world. Come to think of it. I couldn't help but shed tears, those pasts were still yesterday, but they were no longer able to touch them.

"Master, if you're still here, everything will be fine." The heron whispered.

The prisoner wiped his wounds silently, and used his spiritual power to heal the inner element, and the blow of the Demon Venerable was particularly domineering. There has been no improvement for many days, and the prisoner war can't help but be suspicious. Gaze intently at the Prison Battle Hall, looking at everything around him.

Since he came back, he has been busy, except for the fairy heron who came back, he has not carefully looked at the prison battle hall. He got up and walked slowly, the bleeding had stopped at the moment, but there was still a dull pain in his abdomen. The demonic qi circulated in the body, although the slight aura was temporarily suppressed, but it was unexpectedly entangled for so long.

Inevitably, there will be no other triggers. A deep gaze fell on the bland sword, and the sword spirit seemed to fall into a deep sleep again. The sword body is not special, and it is sharp. His gaze fell on Kenshin's place, which seemed to be different from before.

I saw that the light blue sword heart had turned foggy blue at this moment, and he didn't even notice when such a coat was wrapped. It's the hands and feet of the underworld, he thought it was coveted by people in the demon world, but now it's the underworld that cares about it first.

The Xuanguang Sword has a long history and has also fought in all directions. But its killing aura is not heavy, on the contrary, the sword aura is calm, which is conducive to healing. At the beginning, the Xuanguang Sword was used by the elders of the Sword Doctor Clan in the Divine Realm, and after the Sword Doctor Clan was destroyed, the Xuanguang Sword became a killing weapon.

Slowly use the exercises to eliminate the dark mist, use the dark fog as a medicine, and then combine it with the erosion of demonic energy. The demons are secretly colluding, and if they attack at the same time, I am afraid that it will be even more tricky. The Xuanguang Sword recovered as before, and the sword spirit inside moved slightly, and closed his eyes again.

With a flick of his hand, the Xuanguang Sword returned to its place. He stared at his wounds, and as the mist shattered, the medicine was cut off, and his body involuntarily changed. During this time, I was too careless and injured my meridians. The aura is also stagnant, and now it will be used again. Slow progress has just begun.

"The seeds have been planted, and it's up to the Lord to deal with it." The mystery man smiled, his mood unusually good. How long he had been preparing for all this, no one knew how he had struggled alone for so many days.

He had nothing to do, he spoke quietly to the wind, looking at the mountains not far away, a desolation that had never been seen before, victory was ahead, but he did not feel the slightest sense of relief.

On this day, he waited for a long time, and the expected person was wandering under the mountain, and he flicked the dust off his body. Looking at the woman, her eyebrows were picturesque, but a little more sharp. But it makes people feel indescribable.

"So what? There is no intersection between you and me. Di Ji said coldly, looking at the man's face hidden in the dark, and hesitated slightly.

"It's just a cooperation, if you can help me achieve my long-cherished wish, I can give you whatever you want." The man said softly, looking at the woman in front of him. The corners of his lips curled into a strange smile.

"I don't need to cooperate, you don't need to look for me in the future. Your goal is not just the divine realm. The woman looked at him, and the wind blew through the man's clothes. Wear a ring around your waist exposed.

Quietly covering up, the man sighed and left. "You'll regret it."

Shallow walked to the residence, she never knew what regret was. It's just that the ring is so familiar that I forgot where I saw it. The wind drifted gently, and the feathers in the yard fluttered gently.

Time flies so fast, and Jing Yang has been busy rebuilding. I was injured some time ago, and this time the demon world is determined to eradicate dissidents, and the scenery has no intention of caring about it. I wanted to take this opportunity to find Qingchen, but the man had already said a decisive word, and he might not be able to see him if he went.

As I drifted away, I couldn't find my initial feeling. She looked sadly into the distance, wondering if one day that man would come back and take her away from everything to seclusion. It's just that the person in his heart is not himself, so why bother asking for it.