In the courtyard, everyone looked at the crescent-shaped wound on Xiuyuan's wrist with their own thoughts, and silence passed interspersed between various thoughts.

Song Nanke saw the Demon Monarch's solemn expression, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and his hands clenched unconsciously, for fear that the Demon Monarch would say something that he couldn't do.

"Boss, the hero's injury is very serious?" Song Nanke asked in a calm whisper.

The Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, but finally reacted, with a touch of joy in his eyes that could not be concealed, and said with a smile:

"Miss Song doesn't have to worry, it's just a trivial matter!"

As he spoke, he swiped his palm, and saw a ray of blue light slowly coming out of the wound, and the wound slowly healed. It's just that the blue light was extremely unintentionally collected in the sleeve of the demon lord.

It's just that this move did not escape Nan Ke's eyes, looking at the familiar wisp of anger, Nan Ke's heart was like a drum, Tanabata, but you ......

"Why does Master Song not have a physical body, but he can still appear?" Mo Xian frowned in confusion.

"Haha, you're a great little doll." The Demon Lord looked down at Mo Xian, and sighed in his heart, not wanting this little doll to have such a mellow Buddha light on it.

"At such a young age, you are so destined for Buddhism, child, if you cultivate well, you will definitely become good."

Listening to the Demon Lord's answer, Mo Xian couldn't help frowning, his mouth pursed, as if playing a little temper, and turned his head to look at Song Nanke, who was focused on Xiuyuan.

"Little doll, not very old, this temper is very big!" The Demon Lord shook his head helplessly and continued, "The Miss Song in front of her is the divine consciousness gathered by Benjun using the spiritual power in the courtyard. ”

Song Nanke looked the wound in Xiuyuan's hand up and down, turned it over and over, and saw that it was still a piece of white and flawless skin, so he breathed a sigh of relief. I don't want to, as soon as I raise my eyes, I collide with the deep space full of smiles.

His face was red, his eyelashes trembled, his eyes fluttered around, and when he was flustered, he said in a panic: "Then, why didn't you directly use your spiritual power to gather Nan Ke's spiritual consciousness at first?" ”

"Nanke is different from you." The Demon Lord turned his head to look at Nan Ke, who was a little stunned, pursed his lips, frowned silently, and said with some emotion:

"Nan Ke was already dead five hundred years ago, and Benjun went against the sky and forcibly retained a trace of her residual knowledge. Residual consciousness and divine consciousness are not comparable, and if the divine consciousness is separated from the body, as long as life has not yet approached, it can be forcibly gathered with spiritual power. However, the residual consciousness has transcended the Three Realms, and ordinary methods cannot be formed by gathering consciousness. ”

"Since I am not Nan Ke's descendant, why am I also called Nan Ke, and at the same time, why are those strange things pestering me?"

What Fang Xiuyuan said, she believed it very much, she raised her eyes and looked straight at the Demon Lord, only to see the dodge in his sight, Song Nanke's heart sank slightly, and a ridiculous idea was born.

"This ......" The Demon Lord glanced at Song Nanke, who was gritting his teeth, and subconsciously trembled, and whispered:

"Traveling through time and space with my wife is one of the great hobbies of this gentleman......"

"Getting to the point!" Song Nanke broke off.

"Benjun has been looking for a suitable host for Nanke, and by chance, Benjun saw a baby who died at birth in the hospital......"

"Is that kid, me?" The words of the Demon Lord were like a thunderbolt, and Song Nanke's head was a little foggy.

"That's right...... Demon Lord smiled. At that time, the moment I saw you, Nan Ke's residual consciousness reacted, and I knew that you were Nan Ke's host. ”

"How is that possible!" Song Nanke was frightened and hurriedly shook his head and denied it. "If I am like you, how can I come back from the dead......

"It is contrary to the principles of heaven to come back from the dead, and the cycle of cause and effect in the world is irreversible. But this trip against the sky, this is not the first time that this gentleman has done it, so what if you do it again! ”

"If I was born and died, how could my parents not know the reason." The corners of Song Nanke's mouth twitched, and a choked voice almost followed.

"Of course they know. Not only do they know, but for the sake of your resurrection, they have granted two conditions. ”

Song Nanke gritted between her upper and lower teeth, as if only in this way could she maintain her facial expression, and at the same time, she felt the chill in her heart permeating her layer by layer.

Suddenly, the tightened fist was tightly wrapped by a big hand, the cold skin touched the warmth of that piece, the trembling in her heart was a little less, and she seemed to look at the deep eyes as if she was asking for help.

It's just that this scene fell into a long loneliness, adding a bit of gloom.

"Miss Song is twenty-four years old, right?" The Demon Lord seemed to ask out loud.

Song Nanke nodded stiffly and looked at the Demon Lord blankly.

"You can live to the age of flowers, but your parents have equalized their longevity for twenty-five years."

The Demon Lord recalled the couple who were in pain because of the child's early death, and after hearing the news, he couldn't wait to give the child all the longevity of the two, and he sighed in his heart, pitying the hearts of parents all over the world......

"If you weren't worried about the excessive yang life of the company, and you were afraid that you would be alone in the world, your parents would have wanted to give you all the yang life."

"What is the second condition......

Song Nanke seemed to be breathless, she stood in place in a daze, looking at the Demon Lord's serious expression, and suddenly asked uncontrollably.

"Name Nan Ke, put the Nan Ke sword on your side, until you have an independent consciousness, and then return the Nan Ke sword to the king. When you're twenty-four years old, let go and let you come to another world......"

Song Nanke's mind suddenly became blank, and he only had memories of talking to his mother on the phone. A week before she came to another world, after she told her mother about crying for no reason, her mother's tone was a little strange, and she chirped for a long time before telling her an address.

When she was about to hang up the phone, she was inexplicably reminded to remember to go home. She didn't know why, but her mother didn't want to elaborate, so she had to take the sword and go to the café to have such an experience.

"I, my parents, yes, how much ...... is left of Yangshou" Song Nanke seemed to do his best to say the doubts in his heart.

Looking at the anxious Song Nanke, the Demon Lord said lightly: "At the beginning, your parents didn't want to know, just because they wanted to treat every day as their last day and wanted to treat you best every day. But you still have to know ......"

Song Nanke lowered his eyelashes, but only flickered slightly, and when he raised his head again, he didn't squint. She shook her head solemnly at the Demon Lord, but her apricot eyes were already covered with mist.

"Although you and Nan Ke are not related to each other in the past and present lives, they are like twin sisters. If Nan Ke's remnant consciousness hadn't entered your body at the beginning, I would have had the ability to reach the heavens, and I wouldn't be able to revive you. ”

"The implication of the boss's words is that I want to give my body to Nan Ke......" Song Nanke said mercilessly.

"Yes!"

"No!"

The Demon Lord glanced at the determined Nan Ke majestically, and the implication was self-evident.

It's just that Nan Ke didn't seem to see the eyes of the Demon Lord, her gaze seemed to sweep over the pair of hands that were holding each other extremely unintentionally, and said lightly:

"I can't do anything about taking things from people, and now, I don't know anything. If this matter is clarified, I will definitely return my body to Zhao, and the girl doesn't have to worry! ”

"You idiot!" The Demon Lord shook his sleeves heavily, feeling both annoyed and helpless.

"Demon Lord, Nan Ke knows what you do, everything is for Nan Ke. But how can we, the sons and daughters of the Demon Realm, be despicable villains who covet the things of others! ”

The Demon Lord's words were stunned, he knew that Nan Ke had the idea of returning to the Three Realms because of Yuyue's incident. It's just that he turned his eyes and glanced at Xiuyuan, who barely took his eyes off Song Nanke, and he was even more helpless in his heart. How should he explain this entanglement, this reason......

"Since you are all so persistent, let's do it for yourself!" As he spoke, the Demon Lord was gone, and only an angry voice was left in the courtyard.

Seeing this, Nan Ke's expression was grim, and he let go of the hand holding Mingyue, and when he was about to keep up, he turned his head suddenly, and his distant and lonely eyes were very serious.

"Bright moon, things are slow and round, don't be in a hurry, all things will wait for my return, and then make plans."

As he spoke, Nan Ke glanced at where Xiu Yuan and Song Nanke were, opened his lips, but didn't say anything, and followed the Demon Lord......

The past is like smoke, interspersed in my mind. Suddenly, she was Jin Se, and he was Feng Yuntian. She felt guilty and sad.

A hand would wrap around Jinse's shoulder, and she entered into an embrace, which was full of familiarity, the breath to which she was most attached.

She would put her face on Feng Yuntian's chest, listen to the beating of her heart in her chest, feel the stroke of the big hand on her back, and the wetness in her eyes was gone.

In this bosom, she imagined crying out loud and pouring out all kinds of things in her heart.

It's just that now, she can't cry, she just wants to stay in this arms silently, the past has nothing to do with her, and she doesn't want to investigate why he is awake.

In fact, Feng Yuntian was awake from the moment Jin Se woke up, but he found that Jin Se's delicate fingertips were gently rubbing against his face, and he enjoyed the warmth at the moment very much and didn't want to break it.

It's just that, suddenly, the master's voice came into his ears, "Don't make a sound!" ”

Although he was very puzzled in his heart, he just thought that the master had his own reasons, so he still pretended to sleep quietly. The soft wattle in his hand is quietly withdrawn, and the movement of the futon indicates that the person on the bed is getting out of bed.

However, he did not expect that the next conversation would shock him so much. When he listened to Jinse's confession to him, his heart was very happy and sweet. It's just that this sweetness was quickly dispelled by Jin Se's choked voice, and the guilt, pain, and loneliness in Jin Se's voice made his heart hurt when he heard it.

Under the moonlight, Jin Se, who was dressed in a single clothes, lowered her head and looked at the tips of her shoes, her hair like black brocade covered her expression, in the lonely night, Feng Yuntian seemed to hear the sound of Jin Se's tears dripping, these tears were like sharp knives, dripping into his heart. At last, he could not bear it any longer, got up and went over, and embraced the lonely man under the moon into his arms.

Song Nanke blinked, and when he saw the two people who left one after another, his thoughts seemed to have just sobered up a little. When she turned her head, she met Xiuyuan's concerned eyes, she smiled slightly, and was about to speak......

"The three of you have been here long enough, it's time to leave!" Mingyue did not hesitate to give the order to evict the guests.