Xu Xian woke up, and the family was reunited, enjoying the warmth that transcended the boundary between life and death after coming back from the dead.

Everyone seems to have forgotten that there is a little snake that sacrificed his demon pill in order to resurrect Xu Xian, and was beaten back to the prototype and became a little white snake without any cultivation, only ignorant and wise.

No one told Xu Xian that there was a banshee who repaid his kindness in this way and repaid him for saving his life 1,700 years ago.

Without your life-saving grace, I would not have the 1,700 years of cultivation I have now.

Now, I use this 1,700 years of cultivation to save your life again.

Two clear!

The snake is cold-blooded, and the snake has no tears.

Even if he becomes a demon, the snake demon still won't cry.

And now, somehow, looking at the Xu Xian family who were reunited, the little white snake who was held in the palm of the palm by Daokong, and the ignorant Ling Zhi, there was an urge to cry.

As for why it was crying, it didn't know, but in the corner of its eye, there was indeed a tear that fell on the palm of the little Taoist, leaving a tear stain.

"Let's go! The grievances are understood, I'll take you away!"

Feeling the cold teardrops in his palm, the little Taoist priest lowered his head and looked at the little white snake that raised his head and looked at him like an ignorant child, and said so.

The little white snake blinked, as if he was considering, as if he was thinking about what he meant.

In the end, in the palm of the little Taoist's palm, it nodded, well-behaved and docile.

looked at the family hugging each other tightly not far away, and then looked at the demon pill in the palm of his hand.

"Calculating you has made your family go from life to death, from death to life, but it has also saved your life and solved a catastrophe for you.

Now I will leave you a glory and wealth, a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine, whether you want it or not, it can be regarded as two clear. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Tian waved his hand, and everyone, including Xiao Qing, who had already been controlled by him, disappeared from the Li Mansion, as if they had never appeared.

And the memories of the rest of the people have also changed unconsciously.

In the Demon Inn, Lin Tian brought everyone back safely, and then left quietly with Xiaoqing, no one knew where he went, and no one knew what he was going to do.

The little Taoist priest looked at the little white snake in his palm who seemed to be very curious about everything, with sadness in his eyes and bitterness on his face.

But he believes that one day, Bai Suzhen will recover and become the same Bai Suzhen as before.

Even if it takes a hundred, a thousand years or even longer.

He didn't complain about Lin Tian, whether it was in the eyes of Bai Suzhen or the little Taoist, this was an equivalent transaction, and it was also a fair transaction.

There is never love without a reason in this world, and there is no hate without a reason.

To get, you need to give, and if you give, you will gain.

Bai Suzhen paid her demon pill, scattered 1,700 years of cultivation, but eliminated 1,700 years of cause and effect.

In her opinion, it was worth it.

The grace of saving her life, no matter what the price to repay, is in her eyes.

Similarly, although the little Taoist priest was a little disappointed in his heart for Lin Tian's condition to Bai Suzhen, he was not dissatisfied.

Even if he wants his help, he will not help anyone unconditionally and selflessly.

In the inn, the atmosphere was somewhat silent.

It was in this silence that time passed quietly.

I don't know how long later, a breeze blew, through the crack in the open door of the inn, looking at the little white snake lying on the table with weak breath and drowsy, the little Taoist priest was sober in the cold wind.

"Bao, close the door. ”

He himself is not afraid of the cold, he is just afraid that this weather will have a bad impact on the little white snake.

After all, she lost her mana and was reduced to an ordinary little snake.

However, in the past, it was always the grandfather who never left this inn for twenty-four hours, and it seemed that Ah Bao, who would always be at the forefront of the inn.

This time, he did not respond to the words of the little Taoist.

Even, after looking around, he didn't see Bao's figure sitting in the hall of the inn for many years.

"Po?"

It was only at this time that Daokong realized that Ah Bao ...... It's gone, from the moment they come back, Po, it's gone.

"Sister Nine-Tails, Po ......"

Looking at the nine-tails who didn't have the slightest color on his face, as if he had already discovered this matter, Daokong couldn't help but ask.

He ...... Went where he was supposed to be. ”

Sister Nine-Tails smiled, smiling gently, without demonic spirit and without charm.

"Where to go...... Is it?"

Daokong nodded, his eyes were a little distracted, and he was thoughtful in his heart.

Standing up, Daokong walked to the door of the inn and raised his hand, trying to close the door.

A cold wind blew his plain white robes.

"Click!"

Outside the door, the old willow tree that had completely died, the branches of the tree were under the pressure of the snow, and under the cold wind, the branches were one after another.

Tomorrow when the weather is fine, perhaps, this old willow tree that has died will become firewood for other people's homes.

Thinking so, Daokong casually closed them.

Perhaps, in the spring of next year, in the same place, in the same place, there will be a new sprout of the same willow tree, and after a few years, it will grow into a towering willow tree.

Just like its predecessors.

Somehow, on the way back to the table, I looked at the drowsy lying on the table, listening to my footsteps, but I looked up at myself tiredly, as if there was a ray of peace of mind in my eyes. In Daokong's heart, such an idea was born.

Returning to the table and sitting down, Daokong took off his monk's robes, wrapped the little white snake, picked it up, and put it in his arms.

Feeling the right temperature, the little white snake raised his head, spit out the letter and licked the back of the little Taoist's hand, and after a while, he had fallen asleep in this warmth.

I don't know how long it will take to sleep?

Maybe it's a while, maybe it's a night, maybe it's a winter.

"Roar!"

Not long after the little white snake fell asleep, at a certain moment, a roar with boundless anger came from heaven and earth.

In this roar, there seems to be an unforgettable resentment, as if it is about to destroy everything in front of it.

Under this roar, the little Taoist subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, where there seemed to be a mana fluctuation that was strong enough to cause the world to collapse.

However, the fluctuations come and go quickly.

After a few moments, the roar did not sound again, and the mana fluctuations dissipated.

After a few breaths, Ben of the inn was pushed away from the outside.

The one who walked in was Lin Tian's figure.

In his hand, he held three miniature pendants, one of which the little Taoist priest looked familiar with.

After thinking about it for a long time, I thought I had seen it there.

"This ...... This is...... years?"

Pointing to one of the three pendants in Lin Tian's hand, the little Taoist asked hesitantly.

"Hmm. ”

Lin Tian nodded.

"I can't bear such a strong force in the small world, I have divided these three fools into countless incarnations and scattered the three thousand worlds.

This body is left in my hand as a souvenir. ”

Lin Tian said it lightly, but when he heard it, it was just a short moment before he solved the legendary three scourges of the Spring Festival.

The little Taoist priest still has a feeling of doubting life.

Looking at the little Taoist's expression, Lin Tian shook his head and smiled.

"There is always something in this world that should not be forgotten. ”