"Okay, you all go and cultivate. Remember, don't be lazy, or you'll ...... Hey, hey, you know what I do. Lan Xin shook her fist at the group of little demons, a wicked smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and said loudly.

Seeing this, the little demons were all silent and dispersed.

"Today's mission is complete, let me accompany you around. Lan Xin sent the little demons away, turned around and came to everyone.

She is the full-time devil sect leader of Mizusawa Divine City, and these little demons are not only admiring but fearing her, but they also know that Lan Xin is a competent sect leader. That's why they love and fear Lan Xin, and they obey their words.

It was only at this moment that Ling Yu carefully observed the battle female madman in front of her. Lan Xin looked like she was twenty-three or four years old, wearing a long white dress hanging on the grass. The breeze blew, and the spotless white boots could be faintly seen. The delicate clothes wrap her delicate body, and the willow waist is thin, and she is colorful. Lan Xin's skin is fair, pink and jade, and her peach cheeks and apricot face are even more lovely. A pair of bright eyes are heroic, and beautiful eyes are looking forward to it. Her long jet-black hair was tied up with a white silk scarf and a ponytail hanging down the back of her head.

Compared with Wuyue and Lan Shu, Lan Xin is more sassy and capable in addition to being glamorous. Ling Yu knew that it was a hundred times more difficult for plants to cultivate immortals than demon beasts. And this Lan Xin actually cultivated with a snow lotus to the point of being on par with Zhu Huai, which shows that his cultivation is extraordinary.

Seeing Lan Xin's return, a group of people stepped forward to say hello, only Xiao Hei silently hid to the side, using Bai Qing's body to cover himself up to block Lan Xin's gaze. He knew in his heart that this was a veritable female man in front of him, a well-known battle maniac, if he was caught by her, it was estimated that he would lose his skin if he didn't die. His cultivation and Lan Xin are not at the same level at all, and Lan Xin is a woman, if she is defeated, there will really be no place to put her face.

Ling Yu's personality is also extremely bold, and he became familiar with everyone in a few words, and mingled. In the past, he had the impression that monsters were generally arrogant and disdainful of dealing with humans. But through his own interactions, he found out that the attitudes of the demon beasts in Mizusawa Divine City were completely different from what he imagined. Bai Qing is bold, Shi Xin is generous, Zhu Huai is steady, Lan Shu is hot, the moon dance is quiet, Lan Xin is real, even if it is the black water snake candle arrogance, although he likes to joke, but his heart is also very kind, this group of demon clans is not as arrogant and self-confident as he knows.

A few people talked and laughed, and time flew by. In the evening, Ling Yu and Xiao Hei accompanied the group of big demons to drink and chat around the fire. During the banquet, this group of demon clan powers passed on their cultivation experience to Ling Yu, which benefited Ling Yu a lot.

They drank from the hour of the day to the hour of the day, and it was nearly midnight, and the people lost count of how much they had drunk. Xiao Hei hugged Shi Xin and Bai Qing with a mouth full of wine and called him brothers, Lan Shu moved his hands and feet on Wuyue and Lan Xin like a female hooligan, causing the second daughter to be disgusted again and again, and Yu Yao stared around with a pair of weird big eyes. Ling Yu sat with Zhu Huai and Zhu Ao, and Zhu Huai and Zhu Ao told Ling Yu about the ups and downs on their cultivation path, and told him how to resolve all kinds of obstacles on the cultivation road. Although the two of them are demon beasts, many of the problems of cultivation are due to the return of ten thousand laws, Ling Yu humbly asked for advice on the side, and nodded again and again.

The banquet lasted until very late, and Zhu Huai took Ling Yu and Xiao Hei to the side hall of the Xuanwu Palace, where there were two excellent guest rooms, which were specially prepared for the two of them. In the afternoon, Zhu Huai also ordered someone to clean up.

The room is very clean, and the furnishings in the room are also very exquisite. The cold jade bed, the dark wood tables and chairs, and the bedding on the bed are all spotless, and even have a faint fragrance of herbs. There is also a small incense burner on the black wood table, and curling green smoke rises from the incense burner.

Zhu Huai said that the incense burner is a rootless wood, which can make people settle quickly, even if they do not practice, when they lie in bed to rest, it also helps to sleep, and their good intentions can be seen everywhere.

Ling Yu originally wanted to ask him why he helped him so much while he was there, but why was Mr. not there, so he had to save these questions for a chance to ask later. After Ling Yu put down his bags, he thanked Zhu Huai. Seeing that everything was in order, Zhu Huai took his leave and left.

Ling Yu and Xiao Hei lived separately, because they knew more people that day, and a lot of things happened, which made Ling Yu a little tired. He stretched, rolled over and lay on the bed, but his thoughts did not stop for a moment. He thought of his own realm from his own tribulation, and compared it carefully with the matters that the demon clan powers had told him today to pay attention to on the path of cultivation. I thought of Lingjiazhuang from cultivation again, and this farewell has been more than a year, and I don't know what the situation at home is. Whether the parents are well, the big ones, the stones, whether they have embarked on the path they want. Later, he thought of his two grandfathers, and he didn't know if they had arrived in the Southern Wilderness with Yunuo, whether they had found a way to treat Yunuo's strange disease, and whether the two old men were still comfortable there.

I don't know how long it took for Ling Yu to slowly close her eyes and fall asleep......

Just as Ling Yu was half-asleep, a green light emitted from the Realm Spirit Ring on the little finger of his left hand, and that green light transformed into the appearance of an old man in the air. The old man's beard was white, and he looked at Ling Yu softly, and then turned his gaze to the Xuanwu Palace, as if his gaze could penetrate the thick ice chalcedony jade wall and fall on the quaint wooden box in the main hall. With nostalgia in his eyes, the old man whispered: "Old friend, I have been looking for you for many years, but I didn't expect you to hide in the Northern Regions. How have you been doing all these years?"

And just when Ling Yu was hazy, he suddenly heard a desolate singing voice echoing in his ears from far and near: Cangsheng looks at the end of the world, the demons dance, the Qiankun is angry, drunk dreams for thousands of years, and is shocked to realize that the bones are dry. The remnant wind accompanies the moon and fights on the battlefield, burns blood, and carves jade trees. Who cares about the burning of the chest with spirits? The broken weapon follows the soul to the sky, rewards ambition, and leads the heavens to cross......

In this distant battle song, Ling Yu's blood gushed when he heard it, and he clenched his fists tightly in his sleep. He seemed to see the wanton flow of blood staining the sky red, and a majestic body that could only see the back clearly stood above the sky with a broken sword in his hand. He raised his sword and pointed it at the huge palace opposite, as if in it there was an enemy with whom he did not share the heavens. One by one, the people behind the mysterious man fell, and the man was still confronted by the people in the palace, but from his white knuckles, you can imagine how much pain he had suffered.

"Against the sky! Break the red dust! Never die!" The majestic man shouted out these three sentences word by word, and the decisive words made Ling Yu's hot tears slide down in his dream, and the jade pillow of the cold jade bed had already been soaked with a tear stain. In her sleep, the corners of Ling Yu's eyes were moist, and tears slipped silently, but Ling Yu seemed to be unconscious, letting them flow.

The man's first roar was heard, and the mountains and rivers shattered in an instant, and the huge mountains crumbled like dust.

The man let out a second roar, only to see the stars in the sky burst in an instant, turning into a rain of light and sprinkling it on the world.

The man's third roar came out, only to see that the heavens and the earth were collapsing, and cracks appeared on the sky, and in an instant, the fragments of the sky fell towards the earth, and the heavens and the earth were dark. The heavy earth also cracked in the man's roar, and then fell apart.

Heaven and earth were devastated, and then they turned into chaos. The sudden rising mist shrouded the world, and Ling Yu could only vaguely see the giant palace suspended above the nine heavens and the majestic figure.

"Ahh

As if the old man was aware, he saw a flash of green light, and the old man's figure disappeared into the air. Then, the green light that flickered in the void also rushed into Ling Yu's ring. The time of the green light was just right, and the moment it drilled into Ling Yu's ring, Ling Yu opened his eyes.

The cool feeling on his face made Ling Yu sober up a lot, he raised his hand to wipe it off his face, and then he opened his eyes wide and was stunned on the bed. Because he touched the tears on his face, the crystals in the corners of his eyes even carried his body temperature.

"What's going on? I'm really crying?" Ling Yu muttered to herself. Confused, he turned his head to look at the bed, and the tear stains on the jade pillow seemed to confirm his suspicion.

"Old friend, are you here? I've been waiting for a long time. Just as Ling Yu was shaking his mind, a magnetic voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The voice sounded unusually tired and weak.

"Who?" Ling Yu was startled, as his divine sense sensed that there was no one around, and this sound seemed to appear around him. The sudden change made Ling Yu frightened, if even he couldn't sense the speaker's position, then there was only one possibility: the other party's cultivation was much higher than him, and even unimaginably powerful.

"Come here, let me see if you are still as unruly and proud of the sky as you were years ago. After a long time, the voice came again, but it was more tired and weak than the voice just now.

Ling Yu confirmed this time that someone was really talking to him, not an illusion. Although he didn't know where the person who spoke was, Ling Yu had an intuition, or rather a summoning in the dark, to let him go to the Xuanwu Palace. This mysterious and mysterious intuition made Ling Yu feel very unreal, but he still got up and got out of bed and walked towards the Xuanwu Palace.

As the footsteps approached, Ling Yu believed more and more in this divine intuition, because he found that his heart was throbbing inexplicably as the footsteps approached. There is a hint of pathos, a hint of emotion, and even a hint of nostalgia.

"Old friend, I'm here!" Ling Yu said such a sentence, and when he spoke, he didn't even notice it......