"I've heard Lin Ziye say this to me before, I'm afraid you have told Lin Ziye about the deadline for summer vacation!" replied the demon knife.

Yi Zhangyi thought for a while and said, "Is there such a thing......

"So, should we leave now and rush to the plane link?" asked the Demon Blade.

"I'd like to wait for the master to wake up before I make plans, but before I rush to the plane-link, I want to go back to the Shanqing clan and say goodbye to them. Yi Zhangyi said.

"Oh, okay!"

......

Lin Ziye, who woke up and fell into a coma again, woke up in the early hours of the next morning.

Yi Zhangyi took advantage of this time to catch up on sleep, yes, it was sleeping, not meditating.

Unlike humans and monsters, Demon Knife didn't need to take any rest, so when Lin Ziye woke up at night, Demon Knife once again discovered her first.

"Little girl, are you awake?" said to Lin Ziye with a smile in a slightly concerned tone.

Lin Ziye's face was still full of sadness, but compared with the first awakening, this awakening had obviously become enlightened, and he would no longer choose to be unconscious because of sadness.

"Hmm......" Lin Ziye replied in a low voice, "Grandpa War Demon, did you laugh just now?"

"No, no......" Demon Knife said hurriedly.

Lin Ziye sighed, and then said, "What about Xiao Yi......"

Before the word 'what' was finished, Lin Ziye saw Yi Zhangyi lying on the bed sleeping soundly, and his eyes were full of love in an instant.

Lin Ziye walked towards Yi Zhangyi, and Yi Zhangyi, who was asleep, suddenly smelled a burst of aroma, and then, Lin Ziye touched Yi Zhangyi's head affectionately, and the eyebrows-level and soft straight hair made Lin Ziye love it.

But after touching it a few times, Yi Zhangyi woke up from his sleep when he felt that something was wrong.

Opening his hazy eyes and seeing Lin Ziye's hanging hand, Yi Zhangyi frowned and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"

After saying this, Yi Zhangyi realized that the person sitting in front of the bed was Lin Ziye, she woke up from the coma again, thinking of this, Yi Zhangyi's face changed to joy, and said, "Master, you, are you awake?"

Yi Zhangyi sat up from the bed and looked at Lin Ziye with his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Ziye blushed, withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and asked.

"You!" Yi Zhangyi replied.

"What's wrong with me, do you have words on your face?" Lin Ziye asked with an unnatural look away from him.

"Yes!" Yi Zhangyi replied, "his face is full of sadness......"

"What, sad?" Lin Ziye hurriedly took out a small mirror from his own realm, looked at his face, and sure enough, in the mirror, he wrote the word 'worry' on his right face and the word 'hurt' on his left face.

For a while, Lin Ziye looked in the mirror, couldn't cry or laugh, and said to Yi Zhangyi: "Okay, Xiaoyi, you dare to write and play on my face, I really don't want to live!"

No wonder when he woke up, he seemed to hear the demon knife laughing, and then he seemed to find the reason.

Yi Zhangyi, who originally wanted to quibble, looked at the two words on Lin Ziye's face, held back for a while, and finally laughed.

"You...... You're still laughing at me!"

Lin Ziye tried hard to rub his little hands around his face, trying to rub off the two words that affected the appearance, but unfortunately he didn't succeed after rubbing for a while.

"Master, don't bother, this can't be rubbed off, I drew it with a marker, hahaha......" Yi Zhangyi said to Lin Ziye with a smile.

"You ......" Lin Zi was ready to solve the problem by force, but when he thought that his current identity was an ordinary person, he dispelled this idea, and instantly squatted down and cried.

Yi Zhangyi looked at this appearance and said in his heart: Oh no......

Regarding Yi Zhangyi's writing on Lin Ziye's face, Yi Zhangyi was completely out of kindness.

Because of Lin Ziye, Yi Zhangyi had to do this.

You must know that with Lin Ziye's fragile character, it is very likely that he will fall into a coma again because he thinks of the death of the Mangshan patriarch again.

The purpose of writing the word 'sorrow' on her face is to tell Lin Ziye that people cannot be resurrected after death, and the 'grandfather complex' that still exists in Lin Ziye's heart when she was a child will one day settle in a corner, just like these two words on her face, it will not stay on her face for a lifetime.

It's a big deal, Lin Ziye is not satisfied with the two words he wrote, he can beat himself up, vent his anger, and vent his heart well.

But Yi Zhangyi forgot once again that the current Lin Ziye, as an ordinary person, has lost his original domineering strength, even if he beats himself, he has no original feel, and what Yi Zhangyi doesn't know is that Lin Ziye, who has lost his demon power, has become weaker in his heart, not strong, and has no strong heart.

"Why are you crying, master, I didn't mean to, in fact, the words on your face can be washed off, I lied to you just now......" Yi Zhangyi said hurriedly.

Lin Ziye's crying pear blossoms bring rain, not at all like Lin Ziye, who was the original domineering queen Fan.

"Didn't you say that you never lied to me?" asked Lin Ziye with a sob.

"Isn't this a special case...... Yi Zhangyi muttered, "Isn't this a white lie?"

Lin Ziye continued to cry and did not answer.

"Master, I want to say, people can't be resurrected after death, I don't want you to be sad about the death of the Mangshan patriarch anymore, because sadness will not help, the Mangshan patriarch will not come back to life because of this......" Yi Zhangyi said bluntly.

Hearing the four words of the Mangshan patriarch, Lin Ziye seemed to be even more sad, but after thinking about it, what Yi Zhangyi said was not unreasonable, so the tears stopped, and he asked instead: "By the way, what about that villain, how is he?"

Yi Zhangyi's eyes rolled, knowing that the 'villain' in Lin Ziye's mouth was Luan Ping, so he replied: "Of course I killed him, and it can be regarded as avenging the patriarch, master, you can rest assured!"

"You?" Lin Ziye frowned, and said to Yi Zhangyi: "Xiao Yi, with your strength alone, can you kill him, your strength should be equal!"

"You must have asked Grandpa War Demon for help, am I right?"

Before Yi Zhangyi could answer, Lin Ziye added.

"Little girl, you guessed wrong, this kid really didn't rely on me, but killed Luan Ping alone, and solved it with one move!"

Yi Zhangyi nodded, and told him about the 'second body', Lin Ziye nodded in surprise, and said to Yi Zhangyi: "I know this, in our Muling Villa, this is called 'Demon King Consciousness', and only by fusing with the Demon King Consciousness can we become a real Demon King!"

Yi Zhangyi nodded in reply, and Lin Ziye asked again: "Xiao Yi, since you already have the level of a demon king, why have I never heard you say it?"

"The demon king consciousness appeared once in my mind before, and helped me solve a crisis, but it didn't appear after that, until that day, after you fell into a coma, the demon king's consciousness awakened again, and after negotiating the conditions with me, he solved the villain for me, and then because he was too murderous, I suppressed him to the extreme of my heart again, and only then did I save a few lives from his hands. ”

Yi Zhangyi replied: "The previous time, because you didn't ask me, so I forgot about it after a long time, I'm sorry!"

Even if this matter was Yi Zhangyi's fault, Lin Ziye still forgave him generously and said to him: "I won't care about this for the time being, let's ...... Erase the words off my face and say yes!"

"Oooh!"

Yi Zhangyi hurriedly took out the special cleaning spirit of the marker pen from the ring, and said to Lin Ziye: "Look at what this is, the words on your face that I said will definitely be able to be erased, don't worry!"

Lin Ziye glared at Yi Zhangyi, and Yi Zhangyi walked to the side stupidly.

Yi Zhangyi reached out and took off the wooden scoop hanging on the wall, walked to the bucket, scooped a scoop of water and poured it into the clean basin, and then added the cleansing spirit to the water.

Yi Zhangyi called Lin Ziye to the basin and said to Lin Ziye: "Okay, wash your face and wash the words on your face, I hope this water can wash away the two words on your face after washing off the two words on your face!"

Lin Ziye glanced at Yi Zhangyi with an expression, and then said to him, "Go away!"

Yi Zhangyi pursed his lips and walked to the side of the demon knife.

"I don't know your good intentions, can this little girl understand ......" Demon Dao said meaningfully.

"I can understand, I can understand!" Yi Zhangyi said with certainty: "She, no one can compare to her when she is smart, let alone such a superficial truth, it is a deeper truth, she can easily understand!"

"Oh...... Really?" said the Demon Blade with a smile.

Ten minutes later, Lin Ziye finally washed his face clean, not only washed the words on his face, but also refreshed the whole person's spirit, it seems that this washing face is a very magical thing!

Lin Ziye threw the water in his hand on the ground, and then walked towards the door.

Yi Zhangyi was stunned for a moment, and then followed.

"What are you looking at?" Yi Zhangyi asked.

"Didn't see anything...... Lin Ziye replied absentmindedly.

"Oh......" Yi Zhangyi held on to the railing with both hands and looked into the distance.

As soon as the people of the Shanqing clan left, the soldiers of the Qingfeng clan were left busily cleaning up the battlefield.

Dealing with the corpses of his own people, as well as the corpses of the soldiers of the Shanqing clan, at this moment, Yi Zhangyi's heart actually raised a trace of sympathy for the people of the Qingfeng clan.

Dry Bone Mountain is the name of this boundary.

When he first heard this title, Yi Zhangyi didn't understand what the heart of the person who named this realm was, but after experiencing a lot in Dry Bone Mountain, Yi Zhangyi finally understood.

It's a mountain, and it's an accumulation of desires.

The mountain made of white bones is literally meaningful, and what is deeper is from the hearts of races, from within races, from people, and animals, and the desire to be the king and hegemon, unwilling to accept the status quo......