Chisha didn't struggle, he leaned his face on his chest very obediently, but his expression was a little ridiculous, "Looks and figures? Looks aside, how do you know her figure? Could it be that you carried Mrs. Ben behind your back and gave her to ......"

Su You's body stiffened slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Madame has really wronged me, how can I have an affair with other women? In my eyes, all the women in this world are inferior to Madame's eyes." ”

"Oh, I'll say something nice, do you really think that Mrs. Ben is an untrained girl?" Akasha said noncommittally, "Say, when will you bring her?"

Su Yu stroked her back and said lightly: "It's fast, after all, becoming a painting soul also requires trekking through mountains and rivers and going through a lot of hardships, we just need to sit back and enjoy its achievements." As far as I know, she is now looking for the treasures needed to draw souls between heaven and earth, and when she has found all those treasures, we will start to capture her, which will save a lot of effort. ”

"Okay, then I'll leave this matter to you. But I can say ugly things in front of you, if you are confused by her beauty and do something sorry for me or the demons, I will make your life worse than death. Akasha said quietly.

"I will prove my sincerity to Madame with practical actions. After a pause, he secretly frowned again, and asked softly, "Madam, I'm very curious now, why are Chixiao's appearances so similar to those of the Demon Venerable?"

Akasha chuckled, "You really don't understand?"

Su Yu shook his head, "Don't dare to speculate." ”

Chisha gently pushed his chest open, looked at the location of the cave before, and said lightly: "You also heard it just now, my father chose to retreat more than a thousand years ago. I didn't know about this at first, although he was my father, but he was first and foremost a demon lord of the demon world. I think it was because his strength was lost too much at that time when he had to retreat, and in order to prevent other demons from coveting his position as a demon venerable, even my daughter couldn't know what he was doing at that time.

Later, his strength gradually recovered, and I learned that he had done something before the retreat, he left his shadow in several corners of the Three Realms, and those shadows casually found a pregnant mother, and took away the original fetus in the mother's body, so that although the father's shadow is a demon, it has a different identity because of the physical body, and can act freely outside the demon world.

"However, Chixiao is quite special, because he has to mingle in the closest place to the heavenly realm, and he has to deal with many immortal cultivators, so if he is just a shadow, his strength will not reach that level, and it is easy for people with high mana to discover the demonic energy in his body. Therefore, Chixiao is a doppelganger of his father, a clone that imitates the breath of the immortal cultivation world. That's why his strength is the highest among these people. ”

Hearing this, Su Yu was shocked for a while. From Kun Xiu's words before, it was not difficult for him to hear that the reason why he had no choice but to retreat at the beginning was that he was hit by the joint attack of Feng Annihilation and Cang Delirium, and this blow must have hit him hard, otherwise it would not be long before Cang Xiu disappeared, and Kun Xiu had no reason not to take advantage of such a good opportunity to attack the Shura Realm.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that Kun Xiu would still be able to leave a shadow and clone with high mana power in the Three Realms even though he was hit hard. How confident is this man in himself that he dares to continue to consume his strength at that time.

Thinking of this, I thought of Cangyu and unconsciously remembered Cangyu, the supreme brave man of the Three Realms, and the only king of Shura who had the ability to compete with Kun Xiu in this heaven and earth. He must have been seriously injured at the beginning, but the Demon Venerable could still make some arrangements and then retreat, could it be that the delirium must have fallen?

And if he is still alive...... It seems that things will be more difficult than the Demon Venerable expected.

......

Three days passed, and during these three days, everyone in the Demon Slaying Sect was busy rectifying the aftermath of the battle, and taking care of the aftermath of the disciples in the sect who died in the battle three days ago.

Luo Fan has not shown any signs of waking up since he was knocked out by Kongli.

The rest of the people were constantly adjusting their emotions, adjusting their injuries, or regulating their mana during these three days.

As for Kongli, on the night three days ago, after he left the Demon Slaying Sect, he returned to the Wenchang Palace, where he had lived for tens of thousands of years, above the Nine Heavens.

After returning to the palace, the first thing he did was to silently come to a pond outside his dormitory, which was the only pond in Wenchang Palace, called Shangqing Pond.

Once upon a time, in his long and monotonous life, he never felt that there was anything particularly worthy of attention or nostalgia, if there was anything that was slightly special to him, it was this supernatant pond outside his house.

Originally, there was only a pool of water in this pond, but later another owner of this Wenchang Palace, that is, his sister Shao Si Mingshuang dyed clothes, felt that the pond was empty and lifeless, so he found a handful of high-quality and extremely rare green lotus seeds out of nowhere and sowed them in this empty pond.

About a hundred years later, the pond was full of green lotuses, and the flowers bloomed and fell, and the cycle began over and over again.

Gradually, Kongli also developed a habit of staying on the edge of this pond for an hour every day to see if the growth of the green lotus in the pond is gratifying, and calculate when they will bloom and when they will bloom.

However, what he didn't expect was that he had walked in the human world for such a while, and when he returned, the pool of green lotuses that were not blooming and lush had all withered. I don't know if I don't have time to clean up the frost-dyed clothes, or I am waiting for the day when these flowers will be blown and reborn in the spring breeze, and the withered and decayed stems and leaves of the pond are still rooted in the pond.

Looking at the depression in front of him, Kong Li felt a bit of a stuffy pain in his chest, although the pain was far from the pain of his broken heart when he was still Ji Zi'an, but for him who had now returned to his godhead, it really made him feel a little strange and suffocating.

Gently raising his hand, a small bead with a shimmering turquoise light floated above his palm, which was the 10,000-year-old green lotus seed and Li Ji's heart.

Looking at this green lotus seed, his empty gaze was slightly blurred, and in a trance, he felt that he had seen Li Ji's infatuated and reluctant eyes again through this turquoise glow.

"Li'er, when you leave, you will probably take your heart with you...... Feng Yan is right, we immortals think that we have seen through life and death, and have seen all the prosperity and desolation in the world, but in fact, we have not experienced it personally, and we really just look at it. However, Benjun's mana is all over the sky, and after all, it ...... Still can't save your life. Sora muttered softly, and his eyes inadvertently became soft and fragile.

If he is seen by others, it is estimated that he will soon become the talk of the immortals in the Heavenly Realm after dinner, who would have thought that the famous ruthless Great Si Ming would actually move with red luans and stars, and also bloom a fruitless flower.

With a flick of the green lotus seed in his hand, the turquoise bead slowly flew to the top of the pool, and then slowly fell from mid-air and slowly sank to the bottom of the pool.

Kong Li blinked lightly, a touch of imperceptible sadness surged between his eyebrows, his eyes stared at the place where the green lotus seed sank, and he said lightly again: "I know that there is no longer you in this world, but there must always be some sustenance in life, right? ”

He stood quietly by the pond all night, until the east turned white, and then quietly left.

For the next three days, every day he quietly watched the Shangqing Pond outside his house as he had done for tens of thousands of years, except that he used to come to see it every morning, but these days were at night.

First, he was not in the palace during the day for the past three days, but hurriedly went to several immortal mansions that were far away from the Wenchang Palace where he was, looking for some pharmacopoeias that seemed to him might record how to heal Qingci, or methods to help him survive the heavenly tribulation.

However, it didn't turn out to be as good as he could see, or the methods he could find weren't much different from the ones he already knew. This is a heavenly tribulation, and it is also a heavenly tribulation of a god clan with a fierce fate, and the result of forcibly crossing the tribulation is that it is polite to say that it is nine deaths and one life.

If you have to go against the sky, then you can only find a god clan who is stronger than Qing Ci to protect the Fa for him, resist him, and then transfer all his immortal power to him at the most critical time.

In the final analysis, the result of this is one life for another, and God may not necessarily buy it, maybe the lives of both of them will be taken away by accident, and they will dissipate between heaven and earth.

Second, in the dead of night, he always couldn't help but think of Li Ji, the green lotus seed he brought back was the only thing left in this world that had anything to do with her, although he also knew that if his soul was scattered, he would be completely gone, and there would never be Li Ji in the world again.

But even so, if this green lotus seed could take root in his pond and bloom a beautiful green lotus, he would be able to comfort himself a little, and deceive himself into thinking that Li Ji was accompanying him in another way.

In the fourth evening, Kongli dragged his slightly tired body back to Wenchang Palace.

Today he went to the last immortal mansion he could think of, but the result still disappointed him. Qing Ci's number of deaths has long been out of his control, and he is powerless.

It's not that he can't use his body and his mana to resist the catastrophe for Qing Ci, just because the odds are too low, the best result is that his soul is destroyed, and Qing Ci successfully survives the catastrophe.