The shadow outside the house picked up the box with one hand, and by the moonlight, a transparent petal with two red tendons in the middle could be faintly visible.

It seems to have been taken out of an extremely cold place, and the petals still exude a chill.

He closed the box and carefully tucked it into his arms.

Seeing this, the corners of the man's lips twitched, revealing a contemptuous smile: "You are really affectionate to that demon, in order to get a nine-colored butterfly petal, you have worked hard for me for seven years." ”

It's a loss-making deal, and he's the one who took advantage of it, but he's a fool.

Every year at the end of September, he would get a nine-colored butterfly petal from himself, and at the price, he would be a knife in his hand and remove all stumbling blocks that stood in his way.

The nine-colored butterfly only blooms one petal every year, and the flowering period is only ten days, so he only has ten days to complete all the tasks before he can get the petals.

The shadow got the thing, didn't stop, only said lightly: "There are two more years, and after two years, we will have nothing to do with each other." ”

After that, he left quietly as he came.

The man looked in the direction the shadow had left and sneered.

This person is really simple.

Some things, once started, are not going back.

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"Shenjun, it's been a long time......

Jun Yan opened his eyes.

The tea on the table still has a faint residual temperature.

He had just been swept away by a sudden sense of sleepiness, so he closed his eyes and took a nap.

It's just that this closed eye is like sleeping for a long, long time, and when you wake up, you find that it is actually only a quarter of an hour.

He stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples, but his mind was reminiscing about what he had just seen.

Did he hallucinate, and he actually saw Yanzhi.

It is often said that when you think about it during the day and dream at night, you always think of a certain person or a certain scene in your mind, and you will see that picture in your dreams.

But he hadn't thought of her for a long time, but why did he see her just now?

He once suspected that Yanzhi might still be alive, but he searched the entire divine realm, but he didn't find a trace of her divine sense.

Only with complete annihilation will the divine consciousness disappear, and no trace can be found.

But just now, the person he saw was clearly Yanzhi's face, but he didn't have the wanton vividness of the year, his eyes were full of desolation, and when he saw himself, he was not shocked, there was no joy, no sadness, and he seemed to be a stranger he hadn't seen for a long time.

In this way, except for that familiar face, she can't see the slightest appearance of the past.

It's like losing a soul.

Could it be ...... Is she still alive?

Thinking of this, Jun Yan stood up suddenly.

Back then, he had clearly seen the scene of Yanzhi's ashes, and since then, her divine consciousness has disappeared completely in the Six Realms, and not long after, in order to save Ye Leng'er, his divine body has been sealed for five hundred years.

After coming out, it happened that Ye Leng'er had a series of things, so he didn't think about these things anymore.

Now that I think about it, maybe there is something he has overlooked?

Jun Yan frowned, and suddenly something came to mind, and his pupils shrank.

That was one time, when the two were playing against each other, she lost, and then she complained to him about whether she had a match or not.

"We are in the spiritual lineage, and we are born with the power of a strong prophet, but we are not those half-hung warlocks in the human world.

She sighed, and her expression was still a little unspeakably sad and regretful: "If you do something against the sky and peep into the heavens without permission, not to mention the consequences, you may have to lose your life for many years, so ah, the lifespan of the spirit god is the shortest among the gods......"

This sad look really didn't look like her, so she changed her words and began to say to him with a hippie smile: "Shenjun will let me play chess more in the future, maybe one day I will die because I have seen too many heavenly opportunities, and no one will play chess with you anymore to relieve my boredom." ”

She said this half-jokingly, but some, some of them should be true.

Therefore, did she usher in her final result in advance because she had a glimpse of the heavenly opportunity that she couldn't know.

She said: It is both fortunate and unfortunate to be born as a spiritual god.

Since ancient times, the gods of the Soul have all been born to assist the lord of the divine realm, but they have seen too many heavenly opportunities, and they have already been deeply sinful, and none of them have ended well.

Her master, Lao Zhan Lingshen, even before the current Lord of the Divine Realm had not yet stepped down, he disappeared without a trace as if the world had evaporated, and no one knew his whereabouts.

And she will eventually follow in the footsteps of her master and will not die well.

She can't change her fate, she can only do what she wants to do before the end of her life.

Even if it is the price, it is a weight that she cannot bear. Latest

But as long as she has a clear conscience.

Could it be that she really did something he didn't know?

He thought that back then, when they met for the last few times, she had asked him, intentionally or unintentionally, if he was interested in the position of the Lord of the God Realm.

He dismissed her as if she were joking, and told her not to mention it again, and she smiled and said nothing more.

He didn't care at the time, but now that he thought about it, her expression seemed very wrong, and why did she ask like that, she must have seen something, or knew something.

So reminiscent......

There is a good chance that she is still alive!

He had to go back to the Divine Realm to see if there was something he had missed.

If Yan Zhi is really still alive but can't find a trace, it is very likely that she is in danger and cannot contact the outside world.

He couldn't remain indifferent when he heard of her.

He was the first person to be his friend in eons of years, the one who bravely stood by his side despite the rejection of the gods, and he owed her so much that he might never be able to pay it off.

Now that she is in trouble, no matter what, he will save her.

Jun Yan did not delay and left quietly in the dead of night.

As everyone knows, not long after he left, Ye Leng'er in the next room suddenly opened his eyes from his sleep, his eyes were clear, and he didn't feel the slightest sleep.

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Since the last time he was warned by the fallen god, Lord Plague God has been keeping to himself a lot in recent days, not only is he no longer as fierce and vicious as usual, but he has also become much more low-key and polite.

This change not only did not make others have a better impression of him, but made people wonder in their hearts whether he had made a mistake or was thinking of some new bullying tricks.

The popularity of the plague god is not good, and because of his vicious appearance and bad temper, and he has a bad physique, he has no friends, so in addition to cultivating in his own god mansion on weekdays, the most is to go to the moon god Canglan to hang out.

But since last time, he has been locking himself in the Divine Mansion, and he hasn't even gone to the Moon God Palace, for fear that his actions will be seen by the Lord God of the Sun and Everything in the Future, and then he will know that what he has done secretly will blame him.

He didn't want to be demoted and become a low-level nether fairy, and he didn't want to be tragically beaten into the beast path.

So recently, he can only stay in his own territory and concentrate on cultivation, and he has nothing to learn from the vicissitudes of life.

He is a big old man, he originally didn't like to do these things, probably close to Zhu Zhechi, because Canglan liked it, he also did it with his heart, and over time, he actually developed a habit.

The day is fifteen, and the moon is big and round, especially the moon near the Moon God Palace, which is the most beautiful.

The plague god became interested and wanted to go to the moon.

He thought that going out at night should not be noticeable, so he walked to the vicinity of the Moon God Palace.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and a slender shadow slowly appeared from nowhere, like a wandering spirit.

The plague god was startled for a moment, and he was a little angry in his heart, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Who is pretending to be a ghost here in the middle of the night?" ”

The person in front of him was discovered, and he didn't look panicked, but turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

The cold face like jade, the lofty temperament, as if he was taking a leisurely walk in his back garden, he recognized who it was at a glance, and his eyes widened suddenly.

This time it was his turn to panic: "Fall, fall God......"

For some reason, this man obviously looks so gentle and harmless, but after the last time, he was inexplicably stunned when he saw him.

The man only glanced at him lightly, did not speak, and the figure disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

It was as if the image he had just appeared was just a hallucination.

But the plague god knew that this was not an illusion, this man really came to the god realm so blatantly, and his posture was so arrogant, even if he found out, he was fearless.

There is no fear that he will go and report to the Lord God, who has always regarded him as a thorn in his side.

Although he won't ventilate at all.

The last time he came, although it was to warn himself, he didn't tell the Lord God, and he also did something wrong, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

As for more reasons, he himself does not know.

Perhaps, this is a kind of fear revealed by the strong man who is stronger than himself.

I don't know what this lord visited in the middle of the night.

But these things have nothing to do with him, it's better for him not to care too much, it's not too early, let's go back to sleep honestly.

The plague god sighed, the night was windy, revealing a hint of coolness, he rubbed his arms, turned around and was about to go back, but he was cold, and saw a figure passing by.

The speed of this shadow was faster, unlike the fallen god just now who stopped, so he didn't even see clearly whether the other party was a human or a ghost, and only vaguely felt that it seemed that he was not tall.

He couldn't help but jump up suddenly, and looked up at the moon tonight, it was obviously a good day, why did so many uninvited guests suddenly come? It was an uneventful night.