The first hypothesis is extremely unlikely to be true, and the king of Yi only had the cultivation of an eighth-order mad martial artist at that time, which is similar to the current imperial master. Even if the King of Yi has the spatial ability, is the spatial holy moon body, and has the moon tear body, it is impossible to defeat the Ghost Moon Black Dragon.

The second hypothesis, the possibility of validity, is also debatable. Through the previous brief contact, we can understand what kind of misanthropy the black dragon of the ghost domain is. It was sealed by several emperors of the Hongmeng Empire eight hundred years ago, and there is no reason to favor Si Yitian, who is also the prince of the Hongmeng Empire.

"It would be nice if you asked it before killing the Black Jiaolong of the Ghost Domain." Ye Luo sighed, showing regret on his face.

"I was negligent." Si Yutian's voice was gloomy.

"I can't blame you for this, you also saved my heart at that time." Ye Luo grabbed her fiancé's hand and comforted him, not wanting him to blame himself too much.

Si Yutian shook his head, but he did not reduce his self-blame because of Ye Luo's comfort.

"If I ask the Black Dragon of the Ghost Domain before killing it, I may be able to speculate whether my brother has a connection with the Ghost Domain."

Ye Luo's heart was full of waves.

Yu really thought of it. Doubted.

In fact, she really wanted to say that the king of Yi was likely to have something to do not only with the Ghost Domain, but also with the Ghost Moon Sect, and it was very likely that he was not even dead.

However, if the king of Yi really didn't die, then she and the two of them destroyed the Moyang Pavilion like this, and also killed the black dragon of the ghost domain in the well, and took away the Shen Yuan Sword and the demon chain, it is impossible for the king of Yi to be unaware and still stand still.

Wait.

Patience, etc.

Si Yutian quickly recruited the best craftsmen in the entire King's Landing to restore the seven bamboo huts according to their original layout and furnishings.

The Big Dipper Tiangang Array re-unfolded the sealing effect.

Even the collapsed bamboo forest has been replanted with rows of ink bamboo.

Moyang Pavilion, as in the past.

It's as if nothing has happened.

It's like everything has happened.

**

Compared with the heaviness of the palace of Yi, the princess can be said to have flown into the sky.

"Ah, don't come here!"

"Lonely City, come, let Baba pounce!"

A purple-eyed Shota ran in front, and a white fox that had shed its fur chased desperately behind.

"Don't come here!"

"Just come here! Lonely City, Baba thinks you're particularly cute today, come, let Baba pounce. ”

The ten-tailed fox jumped, and Ye Gucheng could not escape, so he was crushed to the grass by the shadow of a fox from above - crushed into a meat patty.

"You're so heavy."

Ye Gucheng's face was pale and he struggled.

"Baba is a fox with weight!"

The ten-tailed fox was quite proud, with its furry claws, it grabbed Ye Gucheng's wrist and pressed it on both sides of his head, and the ten tails danced in the air like a flower, and the amethyst-like eyes stared at the little Zhengtai under him with interest.

Well, the more you look at it, the more pleasing it is to the eye.

The ghost made a mistake, and the ten-tailed fox lowered his head and followed up, and the fox's face was facing Zhengtai's face. Sticking out his tongue, he licked Ye Gucheng's side face.

It smelled of sweat and grass crumbs.

But it's not annoying.

Ye Gucheng ran t-t in tears

"What the hell do you want to be swollen? If you're hungry, I'll make you spicy roast chicken, I'm not delicious, don't drool at me. ”

The ten-tailed fox stared at Ye Gucheng's face, and said seriously: "Baba, I suddenly feel that the spicy roast chicken is not delicious." It feels like you're a little tastier. ”