When Xiaobai emerged from the sea again, it looked down at its own reflection on the sea.

The face is blurred, and you can vaguely see that it seems to be a demon beast with a long beak and big ears.

"What a beautiful pig with clear eyebrows." It exclaimed.

Xiao Bai calculated in his heart for a while, now Xiao Tang should have his own face, but Xiao Bai's recovery speed may be much slower than Xiao Tang's.

But Xiaobai is not in a hurry, after all, even if its face is blurred, it is still a very handsome pig.

"I want to go back and see the hall master's physical condition, so it's okay to stop the work at hand for the time being, right?"

Xiaobai was talking to himself, as if he was talking to others, even if there was not a single living thing around it.

"In order to care for the hall master, I have to put down my work and go home-"

After emphasizing it, it looked left and right, and there was silence around it.

"I'll acquiesce to you, I'll go home!"

Without waiting for a reply, Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief and decisively paddled in the direction of the Son of Heaven Palace.

And the Tianzi Palace, which Xiao Baixin misses, also has a homely atmosphere.

The warm yellow light, the sound of ingredients gurgling in the pot, the heat rising, and the aroma overflowing.

The cat's paws played with something like a ball of yarn, pounced curiously.

It would have been warmer if there had been no spirit-like pain in the ball of yarn.

There are twelve spirit bodies imprisoned in it, and they are freshly baked, twelve nine products from the Demon Capital Cave.

The sound of their screams has been muffled, and the faces that appear on the surface of the sphere from time to time can be regarded as the hall master's kindness, giving them a chance to let off steam.

The kind-hearted hall master sat quietly in his chair, and if it weren't for his occasional blink, one might think he was a dummy.

I don't know if it's because of the excessive blood loss before, his skin is really white now, so light that there is almost no blood, like the snowflakes that float like flying flakes in winter have penetrated into his veins, making people wonder if his breathing is also cold.

The blue cat accidentally touched his exposed arm, meowed, and didn't care about the "ball of yarn" that rolled to the bottom of the table, but looked at Guo Shengye and asked worriedly, "When will the body temperature return to normal?" ”

Guo Shengye stared at the blue cat, his eyes were extremely dark, like night, and like a black hole, as if he could suck people in, he asked rhetorically: "Isn't this good?" This kind of physique is very popular in the summer. ”

The blue cat shrank its head, did not speak, and lowered its head to play with the "ball of yarn" under the table.

It's not bad, it's just that at such a temperature, it is inevitable that people will worry about whether the blood under the skin will have coagulated into ice.

Xiao Tang glanced at his hall master with a smile, and the next moment Guo Shengye's hand covered his face.

Seriously, when his consciousness was dragged into the deep sea, the thoughts that popped up in his mind made him feel extremely embarrassed now.

You must know that Guo Shengye's own state is related to the state of the capital city in the air, and Xiao Bai and Xiao Tang are extremely sensitive to the state of the capital city.

That is to say, Xiao Bai and Xiao Tang are the most clear to understand what kind of thoughts Guo Shengye had during that time, and put them into action.

The only people and beasts that Guo Shengye doesn't want to see now are Xiaobai and Xiaotang.

However, Murphy's Law always works.

When Guo Shengye was thinking like this, Xiao Bai's brisk voice came from outside the hall: "Hall Master, I'm coming back to see you!" ”

“……”

Xiaobai walked into the restaurant, saw the wide-eyed blue cat, shook his head, and said in a light tone: "Yo, non-mainstream red hair, you are still there." ”

The blue cat was so angry that the fur all over his body exploded into a hair ball, and swept the "ball of yarn" that had fallen out of favor to the side with one paw, and pounced on Xiaobai.

Meows and cries are incessant.

It wasn't until Xiao Tang slowly and methodically put out the prepared food one by one that the blue cat flew out of the battlefield with tears in his eyes and hugged Guo Shengye's neck: "Woo, Xiao Ye-"

And Xiaobai, who was got rid of by the blue cat, was not willing to fall into the cat, so he decisively hugged Guo Shengye's legs, learned the appearance of the blue cat, and shouted angrily: "The hall master-"

Under Xiao Tang's gaze, Guo Shengye's face, which was regarded as a sandwich, suddenly turned black as the bottom of a pot.

In the end, an unnamed master of the Son of Heaven Hall said: "Actually, it's not bad to be lively. ”

Rather than experiencing the passage of every inch of life force in his body when he is still, he now prefers to be lively.

……

However, Guo Shengye, who likes to be lively, his former subordinate place, Demon Martial Arts, is silent at the moment.

After Fang Ping returned to the Demon Martial Arts, he sealed off the entire campus, frantically burning the energy stones he had brought back from the caves, striving to fill the entire Demon Martial Arts with abundant energy.

His mind had changed since the Battle of the Demon Capital, and the transformation was quite complete.

Although Fang Ping was short before, the resources he brought back were basically evenly distributed to the Grandmasters of the whole country.

And now Fang Ping couldn't wait to press all the teachers and students of the Demon Martial Arts into the energy pool to take a bath, so that they could have the power to protect themselves as soon as possible, instead of asking for help from the outside world at a critical time.

If Guo Shengye had left a spiritual power differentiation body for the Demon Martial Arts last time, it was unknown how much damage this Demon Capital Battle would have brought to the Demon Martial Arts.

But not only Fang Ping knew, everyone knew that the loss would not be too small, and it would even bring greater turmoil to the already stable Demon Martial Arts.

And the demon martial arts can't always rely on Guo Shengye, who is not in the demon martial arts.

For Fang Ping's stress-like approach, everyone else just watched in silence.

It was a growth watered with blood, brutal but effective.

Zhang Tao is also a member of the silent bystanders.

He explained to Nan Yunyue like this: "The dragon slaying boy will eventually become an evil dragon. ”

Nan Yunyue looked at him in shock and a little disgusted, and asked, "Don't you tell me that this dragon-slaying boy who eventually became an evil dragon is Zhang Tao, who is ninety years old?" ”

Zhang Tao nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, it's me." ”

“……”

Nan Yunyue glanced at the old man with an indescribable gaze, and finally couldn't bear to ignore this former companion, and comforted: "Everyone has to make their own choice. ”

She looked at the white clouds fluttering outside the window, her eyes were a little dazed, and she fell into a memory.

"Every time I make a painful choice, I never want to be a great man, but just to become myself who made the choice at the beginning again and again."

Nan Yunyue softly recited the motto she had with Zhang Tao.

It's not a choice made for the sake of giving up anyone, just putting aside all the factors, going straight to the essence, asking the original intention, and then making that choice that is no different from the original self.

And Zhang Tao's initial choice was to protect the country.

That's all.

The Chinese New Year is really torture for a social terrorist.

Thank you all for your support and companionship in the last three months!

(End of chapter)