If it weren't for the fact that this small world was rich in aura and the restriction on cultivation was not as low as in other worlds, it would be impossible for him to break through the seal in his body and remember the past.

But all this is also limited to this world.

The man squinted, thinking of the previous worlds, the hostility of the small world towards him, and he couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

He came to seek the Dao Law, but he was almost trapped by the world, and slowly obliterated in the rules of all parties, it seems that the people in the big world knew that he went to the small world, so he did something in the small world.

After all, he is the Demon Emperor, and the immortals and demons are incompatible!

If it weren't for the fact that a young man appeared in these worlds and disturbed his mind, I am afraid that he would really be like the arrangement of the small world, slowly consuming himself in the small world, and finally dying.

Thinking of the young man who appeared beside him every time, Shiyin's eyes darkened. Although the other party will have a different identity in each world, the breath on his body will not change, and he can save him in the small world, who is this person?

Could it be that this young man had something to do with the word he was seeking?

But that looks incredible.

The man sat for a while, not knowing what to ponder, and after a long time left the Cold Jade Palace.

The snow on the Magnolia Peak was getting heavier and heavier, and the cold was pressing, colder than usual, as if it was a sign of something.

Yu Xiaobai brought out the prepared meal and laid it out on the stone table in the snow in front of the hall.

The seven or eight-year-old disciple poked his head out of the side hall and quietly looked towards the stone table, his eyes turned between the stone table and the master, and he didn't know whether he wanted to see people or food, but it was cute and tight.

Shiyin walked out of the Hanyu Palace, looked at the young man who was fiddling at the table, and then looked at the innocent Tang Dimming who was hiding behind the side hall.

That glance was extremely cold, and Tang Yanming's heart suddenly sudden, and there was an illusion that he had been completely seen through, which made him uneasy, but soon the man's gaze was gone.

Putting the meal on the table, Yu Xiaobai turned around and met the man's dark and deep eyes, the man didn't speak, but Yu Xiaobai felt a little awkward in his heart, not because of what happened before, but because he felt that there seemed to be something different about the man from before.

But this strange feeling disappeared before it could be captured.

He looked at the man and said, "I've made a few side dishes, let's eat a few bites." ”

The man bowed slightly, didn't say much, and strode to the east seat of the table and sat down.

On the contrary, the young man, who felt a little guilty because of the man's silence, turned back to his disciple and sat down in the south seat.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a man's voice come slowly: "Who are you?" ”

Yu Xiaobai had just sat down, and he almost jumped up when he heard this. He immediately looked up at the man in horror: "Of course I'm me, who else can I be?" ”

After Yu Xiaobai finished speaking, the man raised his eyelids and looked at him without saying a word, as if to say: You make it up, you continue to make it up, I'll listen.

The young man only felt that his throat was dry, and he had no shield.

But fortunately, the man didn't seem to mean to pursue anything, as if what he said just now was just a casual mention. I saw the man pick up the chopsticks unhurriedly and start eating elegantly and calmly, as if the person who said the shocking words just now was not him.

Yu Xiaobai quietly wiped a handful of sweat in his heart, and ate with the man on his back.

A child sitting quietly in the north seat eats his meal quietly, without making a sound, trying to reduce his presence.