The treatment that Ning Huchen received in the Soul Pool quickly spread throughout the Demon Realm, especially Fei Ye's later appearance, claiming to protect her, which further affirmed Ning Huchen's weight in the Demon Lord's heart.

Fei Ye's identity in the Demon Dao is extremely prominent, and the Demon Dao has three elders, five fathers, and nine young masters. Fei Ye is the youngest of the young masters, and people have to respect him as "Young Master of the Night".

From then on, everyone had to give three points of face to face when they met Ning Huchen, and they no longer regarded her as a helpless and lonely soul.

After Fei Ye came, Ning Huchen had only seen him once. He made his intentions clear, so he hid in the shadows, saying that he would only show up to save Ning Huchen when he was in danger.

After Fei Ye saw Ning Huchen, he didn't quite believe that she was the person the Demon Lord had been waiting for for ten thousand years.

Beauty is beautiful, that is, the soul of a mortal, how can he have an extremely noble demon bloodline like the Demon Lord. It must be the Demon King, and he is obsessed with his thoughts.

If it weren't for the appearance of this yen, Fei Ye thought, he probably wouldn't have met Ning Huchen again so soon.

Ning Huchen crouched on the edge of the window, admiring the falling snow and red plums in solitude, as if he was looking forward to something.

It wasn't until the third day after refining Zou Jing's soul in the soul pool that Yuan Jia finally came. At the junction of the underworld and humanity, there is no sunlight and no day. He stepped on a ray of golden light and appeared from the eastern sky.

An immortal like him was unwilling to step into a filthy place like Women's Soup, nor would he want to touch the enchantment set by the Celestial Desolation. This time, too, it stood far away by the Merlin.

Ning Huchen originally wanted to use Zou Jing to bet on whether he would come, but it seemed that she had won the bet.

When Vona saw that she wanted to go out to meet Yuanjia, she immediately followed.

Ning Huchen arrived, and his demeanor was graceful. Yuan Jia glanced at her different dress than before, and said, "Why are you so persistent?"

"Yuanjia Immortal Venerable is merciful, and every unjust soul must be exceeded, not to mention a person who does not want to be reincarnated. You owe me such a love debt in your previous life, and you haven't paid it back, how can I be willing to leave?"

Yuan Jia sighed: "I'm really sorry that I have been through the calamity and affected you." Xia Yun's promise, I as Yuanjia can no longer fulfill it. Helping you reincarnate is my greatest repayment to you. ”

"If apologies are useful, how can there be so many inexhaustible debts in the world? I tell you, I will never forgive you for your negative intentions, and I will never be reincarnated. "Ning Huchen is unwilling, it was obviously a sea oath and mountain alliance between two people, life and death go hand in hand, but now she is the only one who keeps her promise.

Deception, betrayal, she hated the man in front of her who deprived her of all her good wishes.

"If you are obsessed too deeply, you will eventually become a demon. Once you enter the devil's path, there will be no return. I didn't expect that your heart changed so quickly that you would kill Zou Jing. Yuan Jia stared at Ning Huchen, his face was not happy or angry, if his eyes were smiling, they must be particularly gentle and charming, but he just looked at Ning Huchen coldly, like ice and snow on the top of the mountain all year round.

Ning Huchen's shallow pear vortex was intoxicating, and her honey-like voice was crisp: "Don't charge me with murder, she died because of you in the Yang world, I just borrowed her soul for the Demon Lord, and it is not a big deal to reincarnate a few hundred years later." If I'm not mistaken, the last time we met, Xianzun said, you are no longer the humane Xia Yun, and I have nothing to do with you. What about Zou Jing, she has something to do with you?"

"Nature has nothing to do with me. I said, I just can't indulge you in such a cruel soul, it's my duty. The accent of the words falls on the word "duty".

Now that he has become an immortal, Ning Huchen has to make him ugly and lose the face of the immortal.

Ning Huchen just couldn't see him so high-minded, he could live every day like this, throwing away all the debts he once owed, but he still had to enlighten her holy.

She had prepared for his arrival early in the morning, and summoned the eight best-looking women in the pavilion to meet this pure-hearted immortal venerable for a while.

Eight bewitching beauties walked slowly from all around, and various soft long yarns flew out between their sleeves and intertwined with Yuan Jia's body. The strong aroma spreads, and if it were an ordinary man, it would have been impossible to stop. But Yuan Jia was still standing so calmly, and he could stay out of the way.

The flying long sleeves were like colorful clouds, and Yuan Jia was just indifferently in them. The women's figures were enchanting to the extreme, and they tried their best in front of Yuan Jia, but he didn't even lift his eyelids. Everything instantly seemed boring to the extreme.

"All right, go down. Ning Huchen was a little annoyed, Yuan Jia's ice cube face really annoyed her.

Yuan Jia said lightly: "If you don't let them leave again, I can only accept them for Tianxingdao." He was still as calm as the water of a deep well, and Ning Huchen couldn't detect the slightest bit of his mood swings.

He stretched out his hand to her, as if coaxing a child: "Do you want to continue to sink into this boundless sea of suffering, and refuse to let go of the resentment in your heart? ”

Ning Huchen hated his indifferent appearance, and when he looked at her, his eyes were no longer as full of pity as Xia Yun at the beginning. She can't provoke his love, provoke his desires, and even less arouse his hatred.

She straightened her shirt and looked at him disdainfully, "You and I are already destined enemies. You made me what I am now, and you pretended to be benevolent and righteous to cross my reincarnation?"

He frowned, and said lightly: "I can't bear you to continue to suffer endless pain here. ”

Ning Huchen smiled charmingly: "How do you know that I am suffering here? ”

Yuan Jia pursed his lips, and Ning Huchen felt that his mood had finally changed slightly: "I don't listen to repeated teachings." Since you are in charge of the woman's soup and have committed bad karma, I only need to destroy you and this place together, and there will be no more unjust souls in Dusk. But Heavenly Merciful, as long as you leave here and be reborn as a human being, I will not pursue it anymore. ”

Ultimatum.

Yuan Jia said it righteously, as if he was not facing his former favorite lover, but a traitor. It seems that he really doesn't care about half of his feelings.

Is he finally impatient with himself?

Just because talented women can't tempt him doesn't mean she can't.

Ning Huchen laughed loudly, laughing so much that his collar slipped off his shoulder. She covered her lips, smiled enough, and stepped forward and said, "In my woman's soup, when you come, it is pleasure." The joy of men and women, you immortals with pure hearts and few desires have not experienced it. ”

She put her arms around his neck and looked him in the eye, smiling in her eyes. A hand reached into his collar and stroked his strong chest, and she whispered to him like a lover: "Yuanjia Shenjun, do you want to go in and have a good time?"

At the beginning, Xia Yun loved Ning Huchen deeply, and now Yuanjia can't help but love it.

And he looked at her faintly, as if it was not him who she seduced.

Ning Huchen's other hand touched his cheek, bringing his red lips close to his, and just as he was about to touch it gently, one hand suddenly pinched her chin.

Yuan Jia gently pushed her, and Ning Huchen fell to the ground as if he had received the greatest rejection.

"Just a female ghost, dare to blaspheme the deity!" Yuan Jia waved his hand, and a golden light pierced straight towards Ning Huchen.

The divine aura came to her face, and the powerful pressure made her freeze in place like a pool of stagnant water, unable to move.

Ning Huchen's eyes and heart were barren. There is no greater mourning than death. If it weren't for the black shadow that suddenly appeared in front of her to block it for her, she thought, she could have not heard this sentence come out of Yuan Jia's mouth. It hurts more than killing her.

"Xia Yun, who loves you, is dead. ”

Before leaving, he turned his back and deliberately left such a sentence. The white robe floated out of the world and disappeared in the eastern sky.

Ning Huchen is the calamity of Yuanjia's ascension, and it can also become a little public virtue that he has accumulated.

She lay on the ground, stroking her heaving chest. She only felt that her vision was becoming more and more blurred, but she didn't see that her soul was dissipating little by little, becoming more and more transparent.

In a trance, he heard Fei Ye calling his name, and finally lost consciousness.