In just a few days, the bottom of the Wufu Cliff Valley, which has gained some popularity, has been deserted again, and only those injured flower spirits and vines are talking noisily.

When Bo Yanhe came out of the living pool, Zi Qingyang was still standing on the edge of the pool, but her face was not very good at this time, and there was a murderous aura in her cold eyes that could not be ignored.

"Auntie?" She held on to the edge of the pool and jumped up, but because the hem of her clothes fell into the water, she accidentally stepped on it in the process of coming up, and fell into the pool again.

"Poof—"

The weight of her body splashed huge splashes, and some even hit Zi Qingyang, but neither her shout nor the sound of falling into the water brought Zi Qingyang back to his senses.

Bo Yanhe climbed up from the pool again, she looked down at her embarrassed appearance at this time, and carefully recalled the purification technique she had learned at the beginning.

After cleaning herself up, she walked to the edge of the pool to see if there was anything wrong with her face, and then walked in front of Zi Qingyang.

"Auntie?" Bo Yanhe stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zi Qingyang.

"......" Zi Qingyang didn't react at all.

Standing in front of her and thinking for a while, Bo Yanhe had no choice but to raise his hand and poke her arm a few times with gentle movements.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Bo Yanhe looked behind him like a ghost, but he didn't see anything.

"What are you doing?" Another voice rang out, this time in front of her.

When she withdrew her gaze, Zi Qingyang had already taken a step back, and was frowning at this time, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

“？？？” Bo Yanhe's brows furrowed even tighter, she didn't understand how the question that should have been asked by herself became Zi Qingyang.

"What are you thinking?" Zi Qingyang's eyes swept over her, and he felt a little relieved to see that there were still traces of the body purification technique on her body.

was already confused, and she was even more confused when she asked like this.

Before she was about to ask for the second time, Bo Yanhe opened her mouth: "Auntie, what happened to you just now?" ”

"What's wrong? What are you talking about!? Zi Qingyang didn't know why she was asking these strange questions, and impatience gradually appeared on her face.

Bo Yanhe saw that she was in a very abnormal mood, so he shook his head and said nothing.

The two maintained a strange atmosphere for a long time, and finally Zi Qingyang broke the silence.

"The people who went into the valley with you are gone, have they said goodbye to you?"

Bo Yanhe shook his head: "No."

"Aren't you familiar?"

"Not familiar. They are all people who are familiar with Nan He, and I have only met a few times. ”

“……”

A long time passed, so long that Bo Yanhe's legs were sleepy, and Zi Qingyang's voice sounded again.

"The one who occupies your body has deceived you, in fact, as long as you have a little cultivation, you can erase the connection between her and your body, and I can lend you my cultivation, do you want to do this?"

They had already talked about this topic before, and at that time Bo Yanhe had already told her his answer, although he knew about it from her mouth again, but the answer remained the same.

"It's just a body, let her use it if she wants!"

Hearing her answer, Zi Qingyang glanced at her meaningfully and did not speak again.

At the same time, the murderous aura in the cold eyes gradually faded, and the complexion returned to normal, and there was no difference between the appearance of staying with her on weekdays.

The zombies in Asakawa never reappeared, and the clue was interrupted.

Nan He has recovered the state of the void, she has no cultivation now, if she maintains the entity for a long time, the power of the soul will become weaker and weaker, and the breath of the living will slowly dissipate, and she will be taken away by the ghost envoy of the underworld as a dead soul at that time.

Always staying in the small courtyard with nothing to do, Meng Yilu took Qingheng out to go shopping, and there were only two people left in the courtyard, she and Di He, but since they left, Di He has been communicating with Wei Yuanzi, and it has not ended until now.

Nan He stood in front of him for a long time, and seeing that he still had no intention of ending, he grabbed his hair irritably, turned around and walked towards the door.

The soul state is like a state of invisibility, and generally no one can see her existence, but there are exceptions, those who are as cultivated as them can see it at a glance, so she asked He Yuyuan to turn herself into the appearance of Bo Yanhe, swaggering and walking on the street.

"In your current state, aren't you afraid?" He Yuyuan's voice sounded in her ears.

"What is there to be afraid of! Although I don't have any cultivation now, I don't have you! Could it be that you will ignore me? Nan He habitually raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and poked his heart lightly.

Nan He in the soul state is the existence of He Yuyuan, as long as she is injured, He Yuyuan will be injured, so he can't leave her alone, that sentence is just that she is idle and bored, deliberately making fun of him.

"My master, how many years have it been, and the blood contract has long faded, do you think that with my cultivation, can I break free from the connection between you and me?" He Yuyuan changed his lazy voice, he smiled coldly, word by word, and said to her clearly.

Nan He poked her hand in the heart for a moment, and then put it down, but the expression on her face did not change at all, she continued to walk forward, while looking at the delicious and fun on both sides of the street, she said casually: "You can't."

The sound is not loud, but the momentum is very strong.

After she said these three words, He Yuyuan's voice didn't sound again for a while, so she didn't pay attention to it anymore, just walked to a candy seller's stall, stole a piece of leftovers, and put it in her mouth to taste the sweetness.

After walking forward for a long time, He Yuyuan's voice sounded faintly.

"Guessed right, my master."

It has been a long time since the blood contract was made, and with He Yuyuan's cultivation, he could indeed break the connection between the two, but in addition to the blood contract, Changli and Bi Youhuai were afraid that he would hurt Nan He at that time, and they also placed a forbidden spell in his body, as long as he did something to Nan He, the forbidden technique would show its true power.

Even if his cultivation is high, he can't help but resist the blow of the Demon Lord.

In addition, in fact, there is one of the most important serious, He Yuyuan will not break free from the connection between the two, he said that he will protect Nan He for the rest of his life, and he will definitely not miscalculate.

Hearing what he called himself, Nan He was overjoyed, and his steps were much brisker.

"Well, stay well, I'll release you in a few days, so that you can have a good activity."

For the current He Yuyuan, there is nothing more precious than freedom, so when he heard this, he immediately smiled and responded, and his attitude became very fast.

When Di He finished transmitting the news, there was no one in the courtyard, he cast a spell and felt the breath of Xia Nanhe, and saw that she was not in any danger at this time, so he did not rush to her side.

Nan He's zombies were all in the Soul Banner, just now when he and Wei Yuanzi were transmitting, the latter said that he should let him start with her zombies, but he didn't want to do that, and he couldn't find anything important from those zombies, so Di He didn't plan to talk to Nan He.

After sitting in the courtyard and thinking about things for a while, Di He got up and walked towards the location where he felt Nan He was now.

Walking a street, Nan He fully experienced the benefits of the soul state, from taking the leftovers of other people's sugar sellers at the beginning to directly stealing other people's baked cakes and drinking other people's wine, Nan He's unhappy emotions were completely washed away, replaced by stealing joy and contentment.

Holding the wine jar and sitting by the water, while drinking wine, he talked to He Yuyuan.

"I know, don't talk about it anymore, it's not like you don't have any money, when Emperor He comes out, I'll ask him to help me put it on first, and then pay him back when I have money in the future."

She has been talked about by He Yuyuan for half an hour, although she said from the beginning that she would give money, but He Yuyuan just didn't mean to shut up.

"You spent that little ghost's money like this?"

"I said it was borrowed! Later, when I have money, I will pay it back to him! Nan He was a little impatient.

"Okay. I have one last question, though. ”

“……”

He Yuyuan hesitated, and finally couldn't help asking, "What is the relationship between you and that little ghost now?"

Hearing this question, Nan He couldn't drink the wine that Nan He brought to her mouth, she put down the jar, looked at the rippling water, and thought about his question.

He Yuyuan thought that she didn't plan to answer, so she didn't plan to speak anymore, who would have thought that it didn't take long for Nan He's voice to sound flatly.

"Friends. The two of us are just friends. ”

"Friends?" He Yuyuan didn't believe it, "But that little ghost is happy with you!" ”

He said it with great certainty, and he didn't even add a "as if".

Nan He seemed to have heard something funny, her mouth couldn't close when she smiled, and when the smile slowly dissipated, she calmed down and said to him with a smile: "There is someone else he likes, not me."

"Is that so?" He Yuyuan still didn't believe it.

It's just that Nan He really didn't mean to answer him this time, the truth is not what they said, she didn't care much, after all, she knew what Di He's mind was, and she wouldn't misunderstand him because of his sudden actions or other people's words.

Maybe when she saw Di He again, in the process of getting along with him, she had a heart for him, but that time was very short, so short that when she knew the person Di He was happy with, there was no more.

On the other side of the river, there was a tree full of small purple flowers, and it was so special that almost at the sight of it she remembered that she had seen it before.

At that time, because Qi Zhen called her "Ah Yan", Di He walked out alone, and she came out to look for it, and she found it under that tree.

Di He stood there, looking up and closing his eyes, a few small flowers falling from the tree, following the wind, falling on his forehead, and then being blown to the tip of his nose, and finally to his lips.

Xu felt the beautiful touch, he hooked the corners of his lips and smiled, and the little purple flower on his lips was there.

When the wind passed, the smile stopped, and he returned to his original appearance, and the little flower on his lips slowly drifted away with the wind.