"The dish seems to be burned......" After a long silence, Ding Ruoyu spoke.

The boy let go of her and went back to the cabin.

The stove was full of ordinary wild vegetables, some of which he had dug up from the mountains in the morning, and some of which were dried vegetables that had been dried outside. He would sometimes bring some medicines that could be used as ingredients, and after a while, the dishes were fragrant, and he used the simplest ingredients to make a delicacy that could not be enjoyed in the heavenly realm.

"Your hands are really amazing," Ding Ruoyu only served dishes and washed dishes next to him, "not only can you make utensils, but you can also cook vegetables." ”

The young man scrubbed the oil off the pot and asked her, "Do you see it's a magic weapon?" ”

"I didn't see it, I lied to you." Ding Ruoyu came to the table with the dishes and smiled slightly, "What's the use of talking about it?" ”

The young man looked at her helplessly, shook his head and said, "I'll tell you when I'm done." ”

"It shouldn't be specifically used to deal with us Celestials." Ding Ruoyu said slowly.

"Look at this suspicious ......," the boy tried to gagged her with vegetables, "I don't know what you've been through before." ”

Looking at the dishes piled up in the bowl into a hill, Ding Ruoyu sighed and said, "You want to kill me." ”

Seeing that her mana is recovering day by day, it is time for her to leave. I wanted to leave quietly, but I was chased by a teenager on the way down the mountain.

The other party handed her a small sign, which looked like an inconspicuous iron weapon, but it was attached to a faintly fluctuating spiritual power.

"What is this?" He's been making these little things all along, but he didn't expect to give her a piece after he finally made it.

"Just press the mechanism on top to know where each other is." The boy also took out the same iron plate.

"What if I don't come back to you again?" Ding Ruoyu said with a smile.

The young man saw through her at a glance: "People like you will always leave a line for yourself when you do things." ”

Ding Ruoyu put away the iron plate and looked at the sky, the fallen leaves withered and yellow, and with a gust of wind, they flew like butterflies in mid-air.

"Goodbye." She turned to leave, thinking to herself that they were not of the same race after all, and that they would never see each other again.

But more than ten years later, she came to the mortal realm again. The iron plaque that had been worn around her waist suddenly echoed, and she held it gently, and got an address in her mind.

At that time, Miro was planning to go back with the army, and when she saw her looking in one direction, she couldn't help but ask: "Found an ambush?" ”

"No, you take them back first, I still have some business." Ding Ruoyu said to him as usual.

"Go and get back." Miro led the army back to the Celestial Realm without the slightest distrust of her.

Holding the iron card, following the direction of the sea of knowledge, she cast a spell, walked like the wind, and soon came to a small town.

Dressed in blood-stained armor and with a sword hanging from her waist, she walked through the alleys that crisscrossed the town, and the people in the streets, who had never seen such a dress, hid in their houses, and whispered softly with the door half-closed.

In front of her, there was a private school converted from a grass hut in the town, and she waited for a moment in the open space outside, before the sound of reading in the grass shed stopped, and a teacher with a whip in his hand walked out.

"Raise your head?" Ding Ruoyu shouted, "What about your son, isn't he looking for me?" ”

"Miss Xiao Yu will come with me." Yang Kong smiled and led the way.

"I plan to let him come over to teach and subsidize the family, but unfortunately I can't persuade him well, and I don't have any interest in coaxing children......" Yangkong looked like a nagging old man, counting his own children's not coming.

Thinking of the young man's obsession with making magic weapons, Ding Ruoyu really didn't dare to imagine that one day he would patiently teach children to read.

"The person is in the white-walled room in front, Miss Xiaoyu go by herself, I have to go back and watch those children." Yang Kong pointed ahead, turned and walked back.

Ding Ruoyu was stunned, and when he turned around, there was already a plainly dressed but clean-looking young man at the door of the white house.

"How did your magic weapon fall into your father's hands?" She stepped forward.

"He grabbed it." The boy turned sideways and let her in and poured her a bowl of water.

The smell of blood on her body came to her face, and the young man couldn't help asking, "Are you hurt?" ”

"Unscathed, but killed a lot of people." Ding Ruoyu said without scruples in front of him, "It's all demons, it's better for you and me to see each other less in the future." ”

"Why do you want to kill demons?" The boy asked, his tone devoid of indignation and hatred, only confusion.

"I don't know, it's all orders from my superiors." Ding Ruoyu just picked up the bowl and put it down, looking at the other party, and doubts began to appear in his eyes.

Did the demons do something unforgivable to their Celestial Race in the past? There was no such record in the annals of history in her memory.

From the beginning of it all, these conquests never stopped, like a doomed fate.

"The Celestial Clan and the Demon Clan can get along amicably, right?" The boy asked.

Ding Ruoyu stared at him and fell into deep thought.

"Not all demons can be as ...... as you," she began to look for a reason to convince the other party, only to find that she had never really come into contact with anyone other than him.

"The kind may be different, but the heart is the same." The young man said, "No matter what kind of race, there will be all kinds of people, and you can't just beat them to death with a stick." ”

Ding Ruoyu looked at his reflection on the water in the bowl, and was unable to argue for a while.

The operation was in a hurry, and she didn't have long before she had to go back. The young man took out a palm-sized tray from the cabinet and said, "We will move once in ten years, otherwise we will be regarded as monsters by the neighbors." This time it happened to be closer to where you appeared, and it may not be possible to come back to the mortal realm next time. ”

He put the tray in her palm and told her, "This object is not used by others yet, and it needs to be infused by the same person with two different systems of mental power, and with the idea can be transferred from thousands of miles away to the formation I set up in an instant." ”

Ding Ruoyu looked at him blankly, unable to even say a word praising him for his excellence.

"Can't accept this level?" The boy laughed.

This kind of magic weapon, the Lord of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion may not be able to design it using high-grade spars. The boy in front of him, who didn't seem to have the ability to get those hedrons, made such a holy weapon out of ordinary mortal materials?

"Next time, I'll bring you something good." can't shirk, and it's not good to take other people's for nothing. Ding Ruoyu put away the tray and decided to give him the crystal nuclei of the few pieces of demon cultivation that he had laid down over the years.

Whether it is improving his power or making magic weapons, these crystal nuclei full of concentrated mana can undoubtedly make him twice the result with half the effort.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." The young man leaned against the cabinet, and under the skylight outside the window, the light smile was like ice melting and snow melting, simple and beautiful.

However, the third time they met, she seemed to have been subjected to unimaginable torture, and after emerging from the teleportation circle covered in bruises, she fell unconscious in front of him.

She was saved by him again, and she was in a coma for several days before she woke up from the nightmarish punishment.

"It's not bad," the first thing she said when she woke up was to pick up the small tray at the head of the bed, and said to him with a smile, "I thought that the things you made could be teleported directly from the Heavenly Palace to the Mortal Realm...... It's hard to escape. ”

The boy held her hand tightly, didn't ask anything, and suddenly leaned down and hugged her gently.

He once told her that even if it was just a try, she would live for herself once. Since then, she is no longer the pawn she used to be obediently obedient to her superiors, but she never thought that she would pay such a heavy price for the first time she resisted.

If it hadn't been for the magic weapon to teleport away in time, she would have been a corpse at this moment.