Zhang Ye turned around and ran, and several bigwigs of the Heavenly Dao Palace did not immediately start a pursuit, but looked at each other.

"This fang is carrying a strange treasure, don't kill it for the time being, capture it back to the sect, and use the soul search method to find out the secret of resurrection!"

"Good!"

Seeing Zhang Ye's resurrection from the dead, the nine ancestors of the Heavenly Dao Palace couldn't help but move.

After a short time, the nine ancestors caught up with Zhang Ye and knocked him unconscious with serious injuries, and the nine ancestors said: "Why bring him back to the sect, now use the soul search Dafa to squeeze him dry!"

"That's right, lest you have too many dreams at night!"

The Nine Ancestors couldn't wait to put their hands on Zhang Ye's head, ready to perform the Soul Searching Dafa, but at this moment, a huge coercion fell from the sky.

"There is a demonic aura!" The nine ancestors were like facing a great enemy, and they struck into the sky with one palm.

However, the sky was empty, and the nine ancestors were puzzled, obviously sensing that a big demon was coming, could it be that the perception was wrong?

No matter, squeeze Zhang Ye dry first! Everyone looked back and was dumbfounded, Zhang Ye was obviously surrounded by nine people, and at this moment, he was gone!

The nine ancestors had a chill on their backs, maybe it was the hands and feet of the immortals again, so they didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly fled to the southern region to avoid the wind.

......

Zhang Ye woke up and found himself lying on a soft and comfortable bed, the whole room was furnished with an exotic style, and the air was filled with a faint sandalwood, which made people feel relaxed.

Hey, wasn't he caught by the nine ancestors of the Heavenly Dao Palace, how could he lie here?

Zhang Ye wanted to get up, but the sharp pain hit him, so he couldn't help but exhale.

At this moment, a woman in red hurriedly came to Zhang Ye's side: "Zhang Ye, your injuries have not healed yet, don't move." ”

Zhang Ye looked at the person who came, looked disbelieving, rubbed his eyes, and made sure that he was not mistaken, before exclaiming, "Red makeup?"

The woman in red is the Murong Hongmakeup who said goodbye in the past, and at this moment, she is a little embarrassed, or a little weak-hearted, bowing her head and bowing slightly: "It's me." ”

Zhang Ye wanted to scold a few words, but the reunion after a long absence made him happy in his heart, and for a while, he couldn't speak.

Murong Hongxiang thought of something, left the room, and after a while, came in with a bowl of medicinal soup: "Drink it, you will get better faster." ”

Zhang Ye trusted Murong Hong Makeup from the bottom of his heart, so he wanted to take it and drink it, but he was injured and his hands and feet were inconvenient, so Murong Hong Makeup said gently: "Don't move, I'll feed you." ”

"Do you use your mouth?" Zhang Ye asked coldly.

Murong Hongxiang was stunned, and laughed out loud, after six years of separation, Zhang Ye's joke narrowed the distance, as if returning to the days of fighting and slapstick six years ago.

"It's beautiful to think about. Murong Hongxiang snorted, and her white and tender little hands grabbed the spoon and fed it to Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye swallowed the medicinal soup with a look of enjoyment, although he didn't know what kind of medicine it was, but when he swallowed it in his stomach, the warm and painful internal organs seemed to be ushering in spring rain in the dry land, and they were rapidly recovering.

"Xiao Makeup, how have you been doing all these years?" asked Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye's words were not a question, but a concern, which made Murong Hongxiang very moved, his eyes turned red, and he paused for a moment: "It's okay, what about you?"

"It's quite capable of dying. Zhang Ye naively thought that he could destroy the Heavenly Dao Palace, but as a result, he caused chaos in the world, and he died several times. Saying this, it is a pertinent evaluation.

Murong Hong's eyes turned into a crescent moon smile, and he didn't say anything, and sent a spoonful of medicinal soup.

Zhang Ye obediently ate it, and suddenly felt that Murong Hong's makeup looked a little awkward: "Not a small age, what kind of thing is on your head!"

Zhang Ye reached out and grabbed the fox ear on Murong's head......

The scene was as quiet as death, Zhang Ye's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses rushed by, lying down, what kind of thing is this, I can't take it down?

Murong Hong's heart, his soul is light, what are you doing by pulling my ears, if you weren't for Zhang Ye, you would have died ten thousand times!

Zhang Ye retracted his hand in embarrassment, and said, "This headdress is very realistic......"

Murong Hongxiang thought about it and decided to tell the truth: "This is the symbol of my Tushan Fox Clan, Zhang Ye, I am a demon ......"

Zhang Ye took it with a mouthful: "I'm a ghost, the ghost who was killed by myself before I was handsome......"

Murong Hongxiang wanted to hit someone: "I'm not kidding you." ”

Then, she told Zhang Ye in detail about her travels in the world and her return to the demon world.

"Are you really a demon?" Zhang Ye trembled.

Murong Hongxiang lowered her head with low self-esteem: "I'm sorry, I lied to you for so long." ”

The surprise in Zhang Ye's eyes slowly turned into gentleness, and he reached out and rubbed Murong Hong's fox ears: "It's cute." ”

Murong Hong's makeup stiffened, his face was as red as blood, and he muttered a few words about stinky Zhang Ye, but he didn't avoid it, let him touch his ears, and continued to feed Zhang Ye the medicine.

Greeting Murong Hong, suddenly, Zhang Ye caught a glimpse of a sneaky little girl eavesdropping behind the door curtain, Zhang Ye said with a smile: "Come out, I saw you." ”

Murong Hongxiang turned her head, also saw the little girl, and beckoned: "Painting, come here." ”

The little girl was wearing a little red dress, five or six years old, with red lips and white teeth, two little fox ears on her head, and watery eyes as if she could speak.

Hearing Murong Hong's call, the youngest daughter hesitated for a moment, then walked out from behind the curtain and quickly threw herself into Murong Hong's arms, but those curious eyes stared at Zhang Ye non-stop.

"Your clansmen are so cute!" Zhang Ye said with a cute feeling that this little girl was so cute.

Murong Hongxiang pursed her lips, lowered her head and said shyly, "She is my daughter." ”

Zhang Ye's smile stiffened, and he couldn't believe it, "You...... Are you married?" Speaking of this, Zhang Ye's heart felt like he had been stabbed with 10,000 knives.

Murong Hongxiang was stunned when she saw Zhang Ye's reaction, and then understood something, and there was a smile in her eyes: "Well, I got married, and I got married six years ago." ”

I got married just after I separated from myself? Damn! I have been worried about you all these years! Zhang Ye felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he was unwilling to ask: "Are you ...... What does your husband look like?"

Zhang Ye slandered in his heart, he is definitely not as handsome as me.

"My husband?" Murong Hong's face was full of happiness, "He is a hero of the world, under his cold appearance, there is a warm heart hidden in the world, and the world admires ......"

When Zhang Ye heard this, his expression was gloomy, he was so good, he couldn't compare to him at all, no wonder Murong Hongmakeup would empathize with him.

Anyway, it was an accident for her to be a couple with Murong Hong's makeup, and now that she has her own happy family, she should be blessed.

Zhang Ye held back his heartache, squeezed out a smiling face, looked at the little girl in Murong Hong's arms, and said gently, "Little girl, what's your name?"

The little girl was a little scared, and drilled into Murong Hong's arms, without answering Zhang Ye.

Murong Hongxiang said: "The little name is a painting, the big name is a big picture, Zhang is picturesque." ”

It seems that the child's father has the same surname as himself, Zhang Ye smiled bitterly: "Good name." ”

Murong Hongxiang saw that Zhang Ye hadn't reacted yet, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she hugged Hua'er in front of her: "Hua'er, didn't you say you want to see your father? Daddy is here, call someone quickly." ”

Zhang Ye looked around with hostility, but wanted to see what kind of sacredness dared to rob my daughter-in-law and such a lovely daughter!

Zhang Ye looked around, there was no one, what's going on?

Hua'er looked at Zhang Ye with watery eyes, and with the encouragement of Murong Hong's makeup, her voice was soft and cute: "Daddy......" After speaking, Hua'er escaped into Murong Hong's arms, only revealing a pair of curious eyes looking at Zhang Ye.

At this moment, Zhang Ye seemed to be thundering like five thunderbolts, and he pointed his nose in disbelief: "I...... My daughter?"

"Hmm......" Murong Hongxiang nodded gently.

After being shocked, Zhang Ye was so excited that he was incoherent: ", I'm a father." Damn, my daughter is so cute. it, I won the bid at one time......"

Murong Hongxiang hurriedly covered the painting's ears, and said angrily: "What nonsense?"

Zhang Ye looked at the soft and cute paintings, and apologized again and again, he thought of something, groped around, good things were sold by the system and used to resurrect, and there was no meeting gift.

Zhang Ye gritted his teeth and took out the best Wang Ding and the dragon pattern bone knife: "Painting, Daddy doesn't have anything good, this cauldron and shovel will give you to play!"

Tuanzi and Ah Hua were so frightened that they cried, and they were treated as cauldrons and shovels, thinking that they would have to be with a child for the rest of their lives, and their magic weapon careers were bleak......

Murong Hongxiang rolled Zhang Ye's eyes and refused: "What are you doing, my family painting is a talented girl who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, who wants your big pot and spatula." ”

Zhang Ye thought about it, and embarrassedly accepted Wang Ding and the bone knife, but he looked hopeful: "Hua'er, can you hug your father?"

Hua'er was a little scared, Murong Hongxiang whispered to her, and Hua'er came to Zhang Ye's side shyly: "Daddy, hug ......"

Zhang Ye was so cute that he had a nosebleed, he reached out and picked up the painting, rubbed it vigorously, making the painting giggle, and soon it became a piece.

Murong Hongxiang also looked satisfied when she saw Zhang Ye's daughter's slave.

After a long time, Murong Hongxiang said: "Okay, Hua'er is going to the school, and if she is late, Mr. has to scold her again." ”

Although Zhang Ye was reluctant, he had to put down the painting: "If Mr. scolds you, Daddy will beat him." ”

Murong Hongxiang was speechless for a while, it seems that Zhang Ye must not be allowed to take the child in the future. The painting turned back three times and reluctantly left the room.

Murong Hongxiang was about to say a few words about Zhang Ye, you can't spoil children too much, but Zhang Ye pulled Murong Hongmakeup into his arms: "Xiaoxiang, you have worked hard all these years." ”

Murong Hong's face was dyed red, and she snuggled in Zhang Ye's arms: "When you come, I feel at ease." ”

In the past six years, Murong Hongxiang didn't dare to see Zhang Ye, she was afraid that Zhang Ye would dislike her as a monster, so she just silently paid attention to the information of Tiandao City.

When he heard that Zhang Ye was killed by the Magical Daoist, Murong Hongxiang was grief-stricken, so he left from the Demon Realm, preparing to kill the Magical Daoist to avenge Zhang Ye.

Murong Hongxiang understood that Zhang Ye was not dead, so she kept looking for him, and at the last moment, she was found by Murong Hongxiang and rescued Zhang Ye.

Murong Hongxiang said that she was at ease, not only because she was relieved by Zhang Ye's safety, but also because she finally had a backbone at home.