A long dead silence hung on the cheeks of the wind and frost, and Ye Shen heard her sigh quietly: "If the Immortal Monarch could take care of us for eternity, this would not have happened." ”

Xiao Shizun is not a saint, she is not tired of doing good things to the end?

In a trance, he seemed to see the dilapidated shrine, the dusty shrine, and the corner of the house where the cobwebs were hung. That was the first death order he issued after bloodbathing the cultivation realm, calling himself emperor.

Whoever still believes in the gods in his heart, whoever he is, will be killed.

In the previous life, Emperor Ye Shen admitted his guilt and confessed, but at that time, no one was his opponent, and the life and death of all living beings were in his hands. I also pray for some gods, because in this world, there are no gods, and it is really hard to ask for things that do not exist.

In the Nine Plains Continent, the gods forbidden.

At this point, no one cares about the temples built by the people, and the Fuyao Immortal Monarch that the world often talks about has been forgotten for a long time.

From the years of Ran's captivity, his heart was mostly gray and bleak.

The dark eyes, after looking at it for a long time, will sink here, Cong Ran sighed, and the golden dee around her flew back to her raised fingertips: "You go back to Danling Mountain with Ye Wan, the deity still has something to deal with, if there is any question, she will answer." ”

Ye Wan received the order and left with Liu Ningning first.

Ye Shen held his breath, his face was terrifying, and he stared at Liu Ningning's back, as if he wanted to see a hole before he gave up.

He has a strange temperament, and he clearly wanted to torture Xiao Shizun in his previous life, but when he saw others beating her, he angrily punished those people with dozens of boards. Later, that night, while the little master was asleep, he tiptoed to give her medicine, and was scared half to death by her unconscious movements every time.

summoned the sword with the wind from Ran and took Ye Shen to a place where no one was around.

Behind the mountain of the other courtyard, there is a green bamboo, swaying in the wind, making a beautiful sound, like someone blowing a huge bamboo flute, playing a deep tune.

"This music is sad and desolate, and it makes people easy to think crankily." Ye Shen held his sword and looked up at the night sky.

Now, the frost falls at the end of autumn, and Ye Shen is still like a summer day, wearing a single dress, and his black hair is tied up high and hanging down on his waist. The young man's chic and uninhibited bohemian spirit is fully displayed.

From Ran's hesitation, he clumsily took off the cloak on his body, took two steps, narrowed the distance between the two, and draped it on his shoulders.

The light fragrance and warm touch made the gently beating heart speed up a lot, so that the roots of the ears were hot.

"Master?" He didn't have enough confidence to speak, and his voice the size of a mosquito was like a girl who had been molested.

From Ran's hand, the cloak slipped a little, Ye Shen was startled, and hurriedly raised his hand to grab it, touching her hand. He seemed to be suddenly trampled on by a cat whose tail was about to pull away in an instant.

was caught by her, and she also crossed some spiritual power: "It will be winter in a few days, don't be affected by the wind and cold." ”

A trace of demonic energy appeared in Ye Shen's eyebrows, but fortunately, the night was thick, and Ran never noticed it.

But as soon as the picture turned, he came to the peach blossom forest.

A beautiful woman leaned on a peach tree with her eyes half-closed, and a few empty wine jars were scattered under the tree. Sensing that someone was approaching, she tilted her head to look under the tree, her center of gravity was unstable, and she hugged the boy under the tree.

The young man hooked her hair and sniffed, "Shizun is stealing wine again." ”

Her cheeks were stained crimson, and her eyes were slightly crooked with a smile of affection, "Isn't wine brewed to drink?"

The young man grabbed her wrist and took the person into his arms, "Shizun steals wine and eats, and I steal Shizun." ”

He pressed the beauty against the peach tree with an arrow and bit it fiercely at the white skin.

"Hmm, what are you doing?"

He increased his strength.

The beauty exhaled in pain, "Hey, are you a dog?" ”

The tip of the young man's tongue tasted the fishy sweetness, and he was satisfied and relieved, "It belongs to you." ”

Under the peach tree, the beauty was half-dressed, and there were several tooth marks and blood marks on her rounded shoulders.

With the movements of the teenager, the peach blossoms on the trees fell one after another.

The boy picked up the peach blossom that had fallen on the beauty's shoulder socket and brought it to her lips.

She grabbed the petal with tears in her eyes and swallowed all the whimpering sounds into her mouth.

A stinging pain exploded from under his eyes, returning to the darkness of the moment. Ye Shen couldn't stand the pain, bent down, and raised his hand to cover his eyes. There was a faint voice from the little master in his ears, and he couldn't hear it clearly, and he didn't have the heart to hear it clearly.

Just as he was wondering why there was a ridiculous and affectionate picture of himself and the little master, a voice from the depths sounded.

[You and other mortals actually painted a portrait of their own teacher, which is good.] ]

Ye Shen put his hand to his eyebrows, not half flustered: [What is the matter with you coming out?] It's okay, don't get in the way of getting close to the little master. ]

The demon laughed wildly, comfortable and arrogant, mysterious and familiar, he looked at Ye Shen, as if he wanted to turn people away, and as if he wanted to melt people into his body.

[She is the Fuyao Immortal Monarch admired by thousands of people, you are just an ordinary man, what do you like, can she look at it, and how does the world see you? ] If you don't dominate the world, what qualifications do you have to stand by her side? ]

Ye Shen's forehead was slightly convex, his breath was chaotic, and there was a sweetness in his throat: [You don't have to worry about the affairs of this seat.] Wake you up, not to rebuke me, you just need to improve your cultivation, and the rest will be done by this seat, whether you want to reshape your physical body or continue to stay in this seat, it's up to you. ]

The demon in his heart couldn't be bewitched, he was resentful, he muttered a few words nervously, saw that the other party turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear, and dissipated and left with interest.

In the red world, there are too many people who are ruined in their hearts. Whether it is spiritual cultivation or demon cultivation, once the demons are born, greed is everywhere, and it is doomed to destruction. Their existence can only be seen by the person, which means that it is up to you to decide whether to indulge or kill the demons, and no one else can help at all.

The saber that Ye Shen was holding in his hand fell to the ground at some point, he bent down to pick it up, and took the lead with one hand. Picking it up from Ran, layers of black mist wrapped around her fingertips, and she paused, frowning slightly between her eyebrows, already displeased.

"Why is the demonic energy on your body so heavy?"

He knew she would ask this.

"Before the disciple returned to save the world, he fought with the people of the Soul Killing Sect, and he may have been contaminated with the aura on their bodies." Ye Shen pretended that the old wounds on his body were not healed, and slowly took the Xunwei sword handed by Ran.

"Soul Killing Cult again?" From Ran contemplating for a moment, the eyelashes drooped almost to cover the eyeballs, "The ghost is not gone." ”

Xun Wei, who was held in Ye Shen's hand, trembled.

There is a moon tonight, under the broken light, there is no superfluous expression on Ran's face, he takes off his dark robe, and wears back to a plain and elegant pale white, which is close to the moonlight, revealing an indifferent atmosphere. Ye Shen rubbed his eyes uncomfortably, and touched the light tear mole on his eyelids.

Blazing hot hands.

"In the three years that you have been away, the Great Elder has been to the Wangu Xue family. After returning to the Elders' House, he claimed that he had encountered the Assassin Man in Black, probably because he was afraid of recognizing his identity, and the Man in Black only assisted the other person without drawing his sword. This situation is related to the murder of your senior brother and Yu Longfeng. ”

He listened to the other party's analysis and said, "Master, can you suspect that the man in black is a subordinate of the Soul Killing Sect?" ”

Cong Ran shook his head and denied: "There is no evidence, there is no way to confirm." The teacher just thinks that the problem is in the House of Elders. ”

In just a few years, there have been murder cases one after another, and the murderer has been at large so far. Many people attribute the murderer to the Soul Killing Sect, the vicious Demon Venerable. But Ye Shen didn't think it, and even thought that the little master's questioning of the elders was just his one-sided idea.

Whether it's the Soul Slayer Sect or the Demon Venerable. In his previous life, he didn't kill him the same, the person he was looking for was an immortal, a person who was burned by the immortal fire and took the life of the princess of Daxia and her mother.

"There is a providence in the dark, if you forcibly unravel the truth...... It can be even more uncomfortable than being in the dark. Ye Shen replied.

calmly told her not to continue to inquire about this matter, it is very likely that too many people will be involved.

"Should you be ignorant of being a teacher?"

The little master looked at himself so quietly, and the eyes that should have been gentle and infinite were all solemn and cold, and the reflection reflected on them was so lonely.

What Ye Shen wanted to say, he still couldn't say it.

Cong Ran continued: "Lin Yi is the young master of the Cloud Gate, the disciple naturally can't remember a few, except for his close friend Yan Shaoqing and a few elders, he doesn't know anyone. At present, Yan Shaoqing is dead, and the spearhead is self-evident. ”

Ye Shen did not deny her remarks.

The cold wind blew suddenly, and he subconsciously tightened his clothes, not feeling the cold wind blowing beside him.

The sound of Suosuo's movement came from behind itself, like the sound of a rat stepping on a dead branch and leaf during its nocturnal activity. Ye Shen only then discovered that the so-called uninhabited bamboo forest that Cong Ran took him to was the pavilion at the back of the Elders' House.

The third rule of salvation states that disciples are forbidden to enter the house of elders.

If you find it, you will have good fruit to eat.

As everyone knows, Ye Shen's luck was extremely bad, someone walked out of the lobby behind him, saw the two of them getting very close, and thought they were doing something indescribable. Immediately, he was so angry that his beard was cocked.

"Who! Don't you take the rules of salvation into account?! ”

Cong Ran, who had her back to him, turned around and saw that it was Elder Yang Chen, she showed a hint of irritability on her face, and took back the enchantment without saying a word. The clever ghost Ye Shen seized the opportunity, he had stepped on the soles of his feet, and he could slip away anytime and anywhere.

"Master, it's not early today, the apprentice has gone to rest." Ye Shen obediently bent down and saluted.

Seeing the long sword lifting the person into the air, suddenly a suction pulled him off the sword. When he was dizzy and weightless, Ye Shen slapped a piece of paper to the ground, using the shaking air waves to stabilize his body.

"Oh?" Cong Ran chuckled, her eyes shone slightly, showing little playfulness, "You are young and vigorous, don't be tired, go in with the teacher." ”

How can you be so unreasonable!

Ye Shen roared inwardly. The heart demon sat on the boulder on the side like the second master, holding a bag of melon seeds in his hand.

"Boss?" Yang Chen touched his beard, and when he saw that the person standing next to Cong Ran was Ye Shen, his attitude immediately changed one hundred and eighty degrees, "Absolutely not, isn't it bad enough for him to save the world by a disaster star!" Why did he break the rules and come in and out of the elders' house at will! ”

"Rules are dead, people are alive."

"Also, he's not a scourge."

Cong Ran condensed his face, and the tassels on the sword swayed and touched the corners of his clothes, setting off a wind that was not easy to rub shoulders. Ignoring Yang Chen's objections, she pulled Ye Shen straight into the lobby hall.

The crescent moon streaked across the delicate corner towers, the broken leaves of the bamboo forest cast mottled afterimages, and the high walls sprinkled a hazy light. In Ye Shen's eyes, all the calmness was just a prelude to the coming storm.

He passed by Yang Chen's side, if it weren't for the protection of the little master, it was estimated that he would have been slapped and vomited blood or something.

What puzzled him was that in his previous life, Elder Yang Chen said that the East Little Master would not dare to face west, but in this life, as long as she encountered something about him, no one would persuade her to make her decision.

Ye Shen saw it three times alone.

The first time, it was when he just came to save the world, and everyone drove him away, from Ran's insistence, abolishing one of the seven emotions and six desires, and accepting him as a disciple.

The second time, it was the elders who insisted that he was meticulous, and vouched for him and trusted him.

Third ......

Her protection is blatant, but Ye Shen doesn't dare to speculate whether she has selfishness or preference.

But it can only be boiled down to one sentence: she has indeed changed a lot in this life.

In the three years since he left Xiao Shizun, although he has lived a prosperous life, he always feels that there is a pair of eyes hidden in the dark, watching him all the time. Until not long ago, he met Xuandie again in the border land, and when he returned to save the world, he still kept having accidents, and he didn't sleep well at all.

It's like now.

He sat in the main hall in a daze, Cong Ran sat on his left side. The lights under the ceiling devoured him like monsters, and the screams of women, children, and the elderly rang out in his ears.

[Please, save us......]

[Don't!] Don't kill my kids!! ]

[Mother, mother!] You're so cold, I'll give it to you...... Dress you in some clothes. ]

The lamp on the table was like a bean, and the wax tears slowly accumulated into heavy droplets, which slowly flowed down like tears.

Ye Shen's pupils contracted violently, and he rubbed his hand uncontrollably, wanting to relieve the pain in his skull. Unexpectedly, the rambling was a little bit of cold that was desperately drilling into it, as if it was cold inside.

Every bone seemed brittle.

Every time I move, it's like the pain of broken bones, and the pain of drilling into the heart.

[Our army has come to the city, Demon Venerable Ye Shen, your death time has arrived, what regrets do you have to talk about!] ]

[Dao Chief, Ye Dao Chang, save us......]

[Ye, Jin, Hua, look at what you have done!] You killed someone, you killed him! Sure enough, the demons are cruel by nature, and the dog can't change the, and it's you who say it's you! ]

[Ye Shen, from now on, you are no longer my disciple from Ran. The Buddha-figure himself abolishes your practice and banishes you from salvation. ]

Click—is the sound of a string cracking in the head.

It's cold, it's cold to the bone.

After a while, it turned into a sudden and severe pain, and what was even more terrifying was that Ye Shen's hands and feet couldn't move, and the pain seemed to crush her and break her, no matter where it was.

Every minute, every second is incomparably long.

Like 10,000 insects and ants gnawing on the internal organs, he has lived for so long, and he has only endured such pain for an hour after taking the poison in his previous life.

Ye Shen bit his lip, his whole body was cold and trembling slightly, his breath was like a gossamer, and every time he took a breath, he could feel that life was passing.

After being tortured for a long time, the heart-piercing pain gradually disappeared. He panted heavily, his eyebrows seemed to be clinging to a cold thing, and the familiar and friendly spiritual power continued to enter his body, adjusting the messy internal breath.