"Master, we ......"

While speaking, the six princes saw Dongfang Zitang.

Ever since he realized it, Master has always been in his memory, and his impression of Master has always been that he "likes to look at Master".

Later, the sixth prince returned to the palace for a period of time, and everyone respected him like a celestial, but only he knew that the real celestial was his master.

The sixth prince knew that his master was an ancient fox demon, so he also sighed No wonder the world said that the fox demon was beautiful for a reason, if the master was a woman, what if he became a faint monarch?

When he saw Dongfang Zitang for the first time, it was as if his soul had been lost, he didn't think that he really saw this person, or even if the person appeared in front of his eyes, he felt that the person in front of him was as hazy as the moonlight, ethereal as a god.

Mu Hu seemed to be aware of this problem, he pushed Dongfang Zitang back, and then quickly closed the door.

Qingmo: "...... Master, he pushes you. ”

The master who pushes him does not ask his opinion!

The moment Dongfang Zitang saw the gaze of the sixth prince, she also realized the problem that Mu Hu thought of when she pushed her, and after she disguised herself, she pushed the door open again.

She had forgotten that when she entered the world in the past, she had to do some small processing on her appearance, but now that she has a special physique and the phantom body obtained in the Skeleton Mist Secret Realm, normal humans simply can't withstand the impact of such vision and coercion.

The sixth prince looked at Dongfang Zitang who came out of the door again, and he was slightly surprised: Is the person who just came out really this one?

"Muhu, since you still have something to do, I will leave first and come back to you another day." After Dongfang Zitang finished speaking, he saluted to Mu Hu.

Mu Hu smiled slightly and returned the salute.

Muhu? The six princes were surprised, wasn't their master called Dongfang Fox? When did you change your surname?

Dongfang Zitang left.

After leaving the illusion world with Qingmo for a week, Dongfang Zitang actually had a strange feeling that he had just spent his mortal life and returned to his body.

"Master, where are we going next?" Qingmo asked.

Is it the World Plane? Or go straight back to the Great World Plane?

"Big World."

After Dongfang Zitang finished speaking, he rushed back in the direction of the divine tomb. The small plane was thriving, and she had nothing to worry about. She can't stay in the small world plane for too long, although the feather was sealed by her method and frozen in the spirit pet space, it will still count the lifespan of the feather, but it will be counted less. It was best for her to return to the Great World Plane as soon as possible, so that Feather could continue to cultivate.

returned to the Divine Tomb, but Dongfang Zitang was not in a hurry to return to the Great World Plane immediately, she looked at the four walls of the Divine Tomb, and then looked at the little fairy fish in the fairy pond.

Ten thousand years have passed, but there has been no change in the tomb of the gods except for the immortal lotus that he has absorbed, has Fengxin been watching her for these ten thousand years, or has Fengxin's body been sleeping?

"Hyacinth, are you there?" Dongfang Zitang tried to call for hyacinths.

Of course, Hyacinth did not appear.

Dongfang Zitang sighed, she originally wanted to ask what the purpose of Fengxin was.

"Master, how are you cultivating now? Is there a lift? Qingmo asked curiously, although it was said that the master could also use Yuan Shui, but this Yuan Water was only enough for a monk in the Spirit Realm Stage to be promoted to one rank at most.

This is still in advance, and the quality of the yuan water secreted by the fairy fish in the tomb is better than that of 99% of the outside world.

"Not really." What Dongfang Zitang didn't tell Qingmo was that her cultivation not only did not improve, but also declined.

Dongfang Zitang, who was originally going to the third order of the spiritual domain stage, was actually reduced in cultivation under the balance and consumption of the abilities of the two parties, and then became the middle of the second order of the spiritual domain stage.

"So, do you want to use some water?" Qingmo always felt very empty, although the state of his own master was better than 10,000 years ago, he had not grown in the past 10,000 years......

In fact, although Dongfang Zitang's cultivation has not advanced but retreated, her strength has increased a lot.

Dongfang Zitang shook his head: "Not for the time being. ”

If the third uncle of the Yu family persistently set up a search for her in the same place after 10,000 years, then her cultivation in the middle of the second order of the spiritual realm stage after 10,000 years has passed, it is very likely that she will be directly ignored and searched by the other party.

"Then get out now?" Although Qingmo didn't understand why his master didn't use Yuanshui, he still trusted his master very much.

His own master is a person who has even stepped on the demon refining cube, and he has also refined the body of the heavenly demon and the body of the heavenly spirit at the same time!

"Hmm."

After speaking, Dongfang Zitang directly turned around and left the Divine Tomb, and returned to the Great World Plane that had been away for a long time.

In the mortal world, the universe has no sound, because there is no medium that allows them to hear the sound of the universe, but the monk's sense of hearing is no longer the same as that of mortals, or even if they can't hear it with their ears, their spiritual sense can hear it.

"Huhu, it's been a long time since I've been here." Although Qingmo was asleep most of the time, he still touched his imaginary beard and pretended to be vicissitudes.

"Hmm."

yes, too long. For 10,000 years, Dongfang Zitang has been fighting against evil qi while cultivating, and she doesn't dare to wander in the slightest, and she doesn't even have a concept of time...... Or, in other words, the brain seems to be exhausted.

Even, she was obviously very tired and wanted to sleep in the tomb of the gods, but she didn't dare to rest, she was afraid that she would not be able to sleep for a long time if she lay down, and she would forget who she really was.

"Baby."

Well? How could she hallucinate the sound of the red moon? Are you so tired that you are delirious?

"Qingmo, help me open ......"

At this moment, a red shadow silently hugged her back from behind Dongfang Zitang, he rested his chin on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear to tugle at her heartstrings: "Little baby, how can you ignore me?" ”

Frightened, Qingmo immediately got into Dongfang Zitang's body, and panicked like a horse in his heart: I haven't been discovered, have I? Didn't find out, right!?

At the first moment, Hongyue clearly felt that her little baby's body trembled, but she soon did not react to the convenience.

"Three thousand and four."

I only heard Dongfang Zitang muttering in his mouth, and then a water blade directly stabbed at Hongyue's abdominal muscles with his backhand.

However, at this time, Hongyue was not the object of Dongfang Zitang's opponent, he reacted quickly, and directly twisted Dongfang Zitang's water blade with his hands.

The water blade still hurt Hongyue a little, and Dongfang Zitang also noticed that something was wrong when Hongyue twisted her water blade, she broke free from Hongyue and looked at him dumbfounded.

is still a familiar red dress, but the red moon at this time is the dress of a barefoot man, his beautiful figure seems to be born charming, a pair of blood-colored eyes are yin in the universe, and the indistinguishable face of the male and female is frowning the pair of eyebrows that show grace.

"I haven't seen you for so long, little baby, not only did you not kiss and hug me, but you actually hurt me." He raised his hand and looked at his hand, which had been injured by the water blade, and was aggrieved.

"Is it really you?" Dongfang Zitang's eyes were hesitant.

Hongyue looked at Dongfang Zitang's appearance, and couldn't bear to continue to joke with Dongfang Zitang, he no longer cared about his hand that deliberately hurt the water blade deeper, but smiled at the corner of his lips, and his glow spread: "Of course it's this demon star, have you ever seen anyone as beautiful as this demon star?" ”

Dongfang Zitang's eyes were almost blurred by the swelling at her eyes, she slowly walked to Hongyue's side, took Hongyue's injured hand, and watched Hongyue's drops of blood float in the universe.