Since then, Cheng Huan's reputation for killing the Demon Lord and saving the righteous path has been written in everyone's word of mouth.

Even if one or two of the rescued people were suspicious of Cheng Huan's behavior, for those mortals, Cheng Huan was like a god descending to save them who were captured by the Demon Lord.

By word of mouth, Cheng Huan's reputation as a young hero is ironclad.

It's a pity that this young hero's dantian has been shattered and his meridians have been destroyed, so he can only rely on taking Jiang Yuebai's aura-containing elixir every day to quench his thirst, so as to maintain his soul.

But this is not a long-term solution after all, Jiang Yuebai sealed her spirit body with 10,000-year-old cold jade before throwing down the Dao Sect to repair the soul for Cheng Huan to find the spirit grass.

Cheng Huan only had a wisp of remnant soul left, wandering alone among the peaks of Cangming Mountain.

The past became many fragments of a midnight dream, and she grabbed a handful in a hurry, but she couldn't tell what was true and what was false.

Occasionally, Cheng Huan would dream that he was running around with Wei Zhi all over the mountain, and Lu Yao was wearing a Taoist disciple uniform, watching her throw Wei Zhi around with some helplessness.

When Cheng Huan woke up, when she wanted to ask to prove whether these things had really happened in the dream, or if she was thinking wildly, there was no one around her to tell her.

Jiang Yuebai occasionally sent letters to her, without too many words, only putting the mountains and rivers of the outside world in the letter, afraid that she would be bored.

No matter how big a mountain is, if you live there for ten years, it will be so small that you can clearly describe the location of each tree with your eyes closed.

Later, Cheng Huan began to cultivate the Haotian Jue left by Lu Yao.

Perhaps because of taking too many elixirs containing spiritual power, Cheng Huan's process of contaminating the pill was extremely smooth, but when she entered the golden pill stage, Cheng Huan found that the aura and demonic energy in her body were intertwined, and she was so painful that her soul almost flew away.

Fortunately, after several years of cultivation, Cheng Huan gradually mastered how to control these two different things.

Therefore, after breaking the seal in the forbidden land of the demon clan, Jiang Yuebai did not discover the demonic qi hidden in her body.

Ten years is enough time for Cheng Huan to learn to hide his hole cards.

The spiritual spring gently brushed over the body.

Cheng Huan came back to his senses from his complicated memories and quietly looked at Wei Zhi in the spiritual spring.

In the past ten years, despite Jiang Yuebai's help, she has suffered a lot to be able to reshape her spirit body. It took ten years to finally recover and walk around.

But what about Wei Zhi?

He's alone...... How did you survive it?

Thinking about it, Cheng Huan subconsciously raised his hand and couldn't help but touch Wei Zhi's face.

Wei Zhi's eyes suddenly opened.

Cheng Huan was startled, his feet slipped, and he plunged into Wei Zhi's arms.

Wei Zhi instinctively raised his hand and grabbed her shoulder.

Cheng Huan looked up at him and coughed a little embarrassedly: "My spirit is unstable, so Feng Mingna-Feng Ming's predecessor asked me to come to the spiritual spring to take a dip." ”

Wei Zhi looked at her with a thousand words in his eyes, he lowered his eyelashes, blocked the emotions that were almost pouring out of his eyes, and said quietly: "I thought the master was worried about me. ”

Cheng Huan was just about to nod, when he remembered the ninety-nine heavenly thunders that fell on Wei Zhi's body, and the appearance of the hippie smile suddenly couldn't be maintained.

She quickly gathered her mind and smiled faintly: "Remembered?"

Wei Zhi saw her reaction in his eyes, his eyes darkened slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Hmm." ”

For a moment, both of them suddenly fell silent.

Cheng Huan hadn't slept for two days in a row, his face was a little tired, but his eyes were amazingly bright.

Wei Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at her face against his chest, his throat was slightly dry, and he said a little stiffly, "Master, can you let me put on my clothes first?"

But as he said this, Wei Zhi didn't move at all.

However, after Cheng Huan noticed the place where his face was clinging to it, he jumped up like a burning buttocks, sat by the spring, and covered his eyes with his hands: "Wear it quickly." ”

Wei Zhi's chest was empty, he shook his head, turned around and grabbed the black robe he had put aside, and draped it over his body.

I don't know what kind of material the robe is made of, but it doesn't get a little water.

Cheng Huan's hand in front of him was restlessly exposed, and he watched Wei Zhi's even and powerful body being blocked under his robe.

Wei Zhi fastened his clothes and turned around.

Cheng Huan stitched his fingers together seriously.

There was the sound of the water being cut ahead.

Wei Zhi walked through half of the spiritual spring and stopped at Cheng Huan's legs: "Okay, Master." ”

Cheng Huan put down his hand, cleared his throat, and was about to speak, when he heard Wei Zhi ask with a smile: "Master just peeked at me?"

Cheng Huan: "......"

Oh no.

Got caught.

Cheng Huan squeezed out a seamless smile: "I haven't seen you for ten years, I want to see you." ”

Wei Zhi's hand was propped up by the spring, and he just wrapped Cheng Huan in his arms in a vague manner, and he said casually: "Master, has you ever missed me?"

Cheng Huan didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he couldn't help coughing.

But Wei Zhi's eyes were clear and innocent, and Cheng Huan touched his nose curtly, feeling that he was thinking too much.

After all, when Wei Zhi was a child, he often asked this kind of thing, but now that he has grown up, hearing the same words again will inevitably make people think more.

Cheng Huan, who consciously figured out this matter, put on a kind face as a teacher: "This is natural. ”

Wei Zhi's eyes were bent into two beautiful slits.

Cheng Huan breathed heavily and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

"Master, has you been doing well in the past ten years?" Wei Zhi asked.

Cheng Huan adjusted his mood and pretended to be relaxed: "Except that you can't go down the mountain, it's actually pretty good." ”

Cheng Huanyin went to the fact that he almost lost his soul several times without mentioning it.

As if to increase credibility, she added: "Master saved me, although I have just recovered my body, but during this period, I also used some means to arrest Fang Wanqing and Monsoon Gray. When I found you, it happened to be after you had made Monsoon Ash half-dead. ”

Wei Zhi was not surprised by Cheng Huan's approach, he thought for a while and asked, "Does the ancestor know?"

Cheng Huan put away her smile, and she was silent for a moment before replying: "He should know, and may even help me secretly, otherwise, the Dao Sect will not have no one to pursue this matter at all." ”

Wei Zhi frowned: "That ancestor was ...... back then"

Cheng Huan raised his finger, pressed it against Wei Zhi's lips, and shook his head at him.

After all, this is the territory of the demon clan, and there are too many things that are inconvenient to talk more deeply.

Wei Zhi understood what Cheng Huan meant, and looked down at her white hand.

Cheng Huan pretended to be calm and withdrew his fingers, and asked rhetorically, "What about you?"

Hearing this, Wei Zhi licked his lower lip, and he didn't know whether he was intentional or unintentional, so he licked Cheng Huan so much that he unconsciously hooked his finger.

"When the thunder fell, I lost consciousness. When I have a memory, I was under the lake in the mountain behind the Taoist sect, and occasionally my spiritual power would turn into a human form when it lost control, but it couldn't last long until I was picked up by the master. When Wei Zhi said this, he smiled a little helplessly: "I don't know if I'm a dragon or a human being, or something else now?"

Cheng Huan glared at him: "You are not something." ”

“......”