The border between the Demon Realm and the Underworld.

The Onizun returned to his residence, the Shura Temple, where he had rebuilt an identical mansion in the underworld in order to pursue Yama, but now, that mansion is meaningless.

Thinking of this, the ghost venerable finished a pot of wine in one go, and with a "bang", the wine pot shattered to the ground, and at the same time, the Shura Hall of the underworld disappeared silently.

By the way, Ghost Zun drank another pot of wine, and then remembered that he seemed to have left something behind.

In the underworld, Yan Luo was looking at the iron tree in a daze, and in the blink of an eye, the iron tree disappeared, this person, this person is really ......

The iron tree that had bloomed appeared in front of the Ghost Venerable, and the Ghost Venerable was stunned for a moment, laughing, laughing louder and louder......

It's too late, and what he did will never look back.

The ghost honor's eyes were full of dead silence, and the white hair was scattered on the cloud chair, which was a little whiter than the white of the cloud chair, and the ghost zun smiled, laughed, and stopped, a little light fell from the corners of his eyes, and his laughter still echoed in this hall.

Ghost Venerable took out the last pot of wine from the storage ring, and drank it all in one go, suddenly, he coughed violently a few times, lying on the cloud chair, coughing so heartbreakingly, as if he was suffering from a terminal illness, after a long time, he gradually quieted down.

Ghost Zun's consciousness gradually blurred, only vaguely heard another sound of "bang", the wine jug shattered to the ground again, Ghost Zun lay on his side, curled up on the cloud chair, his scattered white hair covered half of Ghost Zun's face, and the smooth porcelain skin was even fairer.

Ghost Venerable bit his lip tightly, revealing his strong uneasiness, he was alone, he wanted to talk about the sanctions of the Heavenly Dao, how easy it was to talk, he hid in a dark, cold, no-man's corner, I don't know how long it took, he finally saw a little bit of light, escaped, and was able to come back.

Ghost Venerable frowned, his expression was very painful, he muttered several times, muttered several times, it was just a person's name, that name couldn't be simpler, above the empty hall, those few mutters became clearer and clearer, "Yun Qing ......"

"Yunqing ......"

"Yunqing ......"

……

What did he do wrong, Yun Qing wanted to treat him like that.

With these few whispers, the sleeping Ghost Venerable didn't notice it, and the figure beside him appeared out of thin air, as if in response to his call, Yan Yunqing's expressionless face, when he saw the Ghost Venerable again, a trace of surprise flashed.

Yan Yunqing used his deep eyes to quietly look at the Ghost Venerable, the emotion in his eyes became thicker, he leaned down and gently smoothed the frowning brows of the Ghost Venerable who had fallen into a complete nightmare, over and over again, tirelessly.

The corners of Yan Yunqing's mouth hooked a satisfied arc, all these years, as if he was punishing him, even in a dream, he hadn't looked at this person again, and now, what he wanted finally came true, but he couldn't help but become more greedy.

The eyes narrowed slightly, becoming darker and darker, he wanted the person in front of him to have his place in his heart again, he wanted this person's eyes to be only under him as before, and he wanted this person to accompany him again.

The same mistake, he will not make it a second time, Yan Yunqing slowly approached the Ghost Venerable, but his body trembled slightly, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body, Yan Yunqing gently dropped a pious kiss between the frowning brows of the Ghost Venerable.

Whatever the cost, will you like me again?

Yan Yunqing prayed like this, but he didn't notice that the snow-white stamens of the flowering iron tree on the side moved slightly twice, gradually emitting a dazzling white light, and when the white light appeared, the snow-white stamens on the iron tree actually broke away by themselves, almost even looking at the future and seeing clearly, the snow-white stamens rushed towards Yan Yunqing's chest, and the moment they touched it, they melted in, Yan Yunqing suddenly opened his eyes, gritted his teeth as much as he could, and only made a slight muffled sound.

Yan Yunqing took a few steps back, so as not to wake up the person who was sleeping soundly on the cloud chair, and his body was gradually enveloped by a faint layer of white light. The pain of Chi made his consciousness begin to be chaotic, as if something that had been sealed in the dust of his memory was gradually awakening.

Liu Zhanyan and Liu Junlin in the first generation, Ye Min and Xiao Jiu in the second generation, Yu Huan and Shen Xunqing in the third generation, ...... the two lives, the eight generations accompanyed, the tenth generation went through the calamities, and the tenth generation accompanied, the things in Yan Yunqing's eyes kept flickering, and he stretched out his hand to touch the ghost venerable.

But suddenly there was a sense of sadness at the end of the world, it turned out that this person had been by his side since so early, and after the tribulation, he took Nian Qing to the underworld to look for him, and at that time, what he did and what he said.

And finally, Yan Yunqing smiled bitterly, how could he be willing to ......

The pain in Yan Yunqing's body gradually dissipated, and the whole person stood in place like this, not approaching, nor retreating, the sky gradually brightened, and his heart was so sour that he couldn't help but throb when he saw that the ghost venerable was about to wake up.

As if facing a trial, Yan Yunqing stood in place without dodging, waiting for the ghost venerable to wake up.

Ghost Zun's eyelashes fluttered a few times like butterfly wings, and slowly opened his eyes, which were still a little dazed, but when he saw the person in front of him, the dazed eyes disappeared instantly, and Ghost Zun got up suddenly, only to see red and white shadows staggered.

Ghost Venerable grabbed Yan Yunqing's neck without hesitation, his eyes squinted slightly, his indifferent eyebrows were full of alienation, he gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Do you really think that I won't dare to kill you?" ”

Yan Yunqing didn't seem to feel the Ghost Venerable's movements, he went straight to the Ghost Venerable's increasingly thin waist, buried his head in the Ghost Venerable's neck, his hands, his body, and his voice were all trembling, and he whispered softly in the Ghost Venerable's ear, "I miss you so much." ”

However, what surprised Ghost Venerable was not what Yan Yunqing said, but the slight warmth he felt on his neck, Yan Yunqing cried? Because of him? Ghost Venerable's mood was quite complicated, and his expressionless face became more and more gloomy.

His hand gradually stretched out, and the red light flashed on his hand, and he was about to fall on Yan Yunqing's back, but he suddenly heard a shout outside, "Mother!" "This voice, isn't it Yan Nianqing, who is it?

Ghost Venerable withdrew that hand, stepped on Yan Yunqing's toes with one kick, pushed Yan Yunqing away, stretched out his hands, stepped forward and hugged Yan Nianqing, Yan Nianqing was already a teenager, even if he picked it up, it was not very decent to hug him, he could only hug Yan Nianqing tightly, "Nian'er, why did you come here?" He remembered that now, the Shura Hall had been moved back to his old place.

Yan Nianqing picked up the Soul Devouring Bell pinned to his waist with some pride, and said with a smile, "Isn't there still this, besides, mother, I'm not the little one who couldn't do anything at the beginning, you can't underestimate me!" ”

Ghost Zun chuckled a few times, raised his eyebrows, he glanced at Yan Nianqing from top to bottom, but suddenly felt a little distressed, when Yan Nianqing was still so young, he left, but when he came back, this kid had already reached the divine realm to cultivate, in such a short period of time.

It really deserves to be his son, Ghost Zun thought so, but completely left the person behind him behind, Yan Yunqing's smiling face didn't show the slightest concern, just looked at the two in front of him with a little satisfaction.

Yan Nianqing inadvertently caught a glimpse of the smiling face of the bad old man, and suddenly felt a chill attack, he sighed a few times in his heart, and secretly said, this bad old man, he should abuse him well, otherwise he is not worth it for his mother.