Yi Qiuxue knew that the other party didn't mean to hurt herself, so she held him with one hand, "Why don't you dare to look at me?"

"You have been poisoned, and this seat will bleed and detoxify you for you. ”

Yi Qiuxue waved him away angrily, and with this swing, she used enough strength to push the master of the Divine Palace Gate, and now, the other party couldn't face her if she didn't want to.

"Lonely Nine Clothes!"

Yi Qiuxue still saw Lonely Jiuyi, but she quickly denied it, "No, you're not Lonely Jiuyi!"

"This seat is indeed not the Lonely Nine Clothes, this seat is the master of the Lonely Nine Clothes. ”

"Why do you two look exactly the same?"

Yi Qiuxue frowned.

"We're brothers!"

The main road of the shrine gate.

Yi Qiuxue's head hurt more and more, and suddenly the back of her neck was numb, and she fainted again.

Yi Qiuxue dreamed, and dreamed that Di Mochen stood in front of her and said to her: "Ah Xue, forget me!"

Yi Qiuxue cried and shook her head, "You don't want me anymore!"

Di Mochen sighed lightly: "Even if I come back, I am not the same as before." ”

"It's okay, as long as it's you!"

Yi Qiuxue walked towards Di Mochen with tears in her eyes, but when she took a step closer, Di Mochen took a step back.

His face was still pale, his hair was white, and he looked bad.

"Ah Jiu, don't go! Let's figure out a way together!"

Yi Qiuxue pounced on Di Mochen as she spoke, and the Di Mochen in front of her suddenly disappeared, and Qing Luo appeared in a red robe where Di Mochen had just stood.

"It's really touching! Yi Qiuxue, it's not impossible for you to see him, if you're dead, you can't see him!hahaha!"

Qingluo smiled proudly.

Yi Qiuxue felt that there was something wrong with this dream, she usually dreamed, she could control everything, but in this dream she couldn't be the master, she expected that she was not in her dream, but her consciousness was controlled.

As soon as he picked up his fingers, he immediately pinched the trick, and wanted to break out of his dream, Qingluo smiled at her: "Don't waste your time, didn't you come here to find Di Mochen, but now that he is here, you don't want to take him away!"

"Ah Jiu!"

Yi Qiuxue muttered.

But where can I still find Di Mochen's figure.

She didn't want to be so trapped by Qingluo, even if the jade was burned, she had to leave here.

She took out the Haotian Mirror, which was just to the sun, and the place it illuminated could purify all evil things.

Qingluo was injured by the light of the Haotian Mirror, and a drop of black blood swept towards the Haotian Mirror, covering the light on the Haotian Mirror.

Yi Qiuxue was stunned, and when she was about to do something, a white light came towards her, and then took her away.

Yi Qiuxue sat up from the bed, still feeling palpitations about the dangerous dream just now.

Lonely Jiuyi stood in front of her bed, she glanced at Lonely Jiuyi, and carefully identified it, Lonely Jiuyi is obviously different from the door master, if it is said that Lonely Jiuyi and Di Mochen are five or six points alike, that door master is nine points similar.

"Have you ever seen your master's face?" Yi Qiuxue asked Lonely Jiuyi.

Lonely Jiuyi shook his head, "No, I was raised by my master, every time my master meets me, he wears a mask, but in the past few years, the number of times my master has met me has become less and less, in the past five years, there have been only three times in total." ”

"Your master told you that going to the Nine Pavilion Continent to find the nine-colored flower can help you recover your memory?"

"Master said so, but his old man seems to have missed something, so I still haven't recovered my memory!"

Yi Qiuxue thought about it, the nine-colored flower can indeed help people recover their memories, I don't know why Lonely Jiuyi didn't work?

"The person with the birthmark of Manzhu Sawa is also your master's order?"

The more Yi Qiuxue thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Xuan Mu didn't have the slightest evil spirit in person, but the birthmark on her body made Yi Qiuxue feel very bad.

Manju Sawa has always been the inducer of death, unless the master of the Divine Palace Gate has unspeakable suffering.

"It's a pity that I didn't make it happen!" sighed Lonely Jiuyi.

Yi Qiuxue lifted the quilt and got up, "Follow me somewhere!"

Lonely Jiuyi wondered what she was going to do as soon as she woke up?

Seeing her go straight to Sanssouci Pavilion, she said, "Master doesn't like outsiders to disturb, if you go like this, his old man will be unhappy!"

Yi Qiuxue stopped her steps and said to Lonely Jiuyi: "Old man, you haven't seen him, why do you think he's old, maybe people are similar to you!"

Lonely Jiuyi was shocked by Yi Qiuxue's words, and saw that she insisted on going to Sanssouci Pavilion, but she couldn't stop her, so she could only follow her.

To the surprise of the two, the door of the Sanssouci Pavilion was wide open, and the master of the Divine Palace Gate was dressed in white, wearing a silver tiger face mask on his face, and was sitting cross-legged on the couch to meditate at this time.

"Master, the apprentice has something to ask to see!"

Lonely Jiuyi stood respectfully outside the pavilion.

Yi Qiuxue looked at the people in the pavilion, thinking in her heart how to tear off his mask?

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see the master of the door speak.

Yi Qiuxue couldn't wait to walk into the hall by herself, and was so frightened that Lonely Jiuyi called out to her, but she didn't care at all, and walked straight towards the person who was meditating, and just as she was about to approach the person, her originally closed eyes suddenly opened.

Yi Qiuxue found that the moment these eyes were opened, there was a faint purple light in their eyes.

The body was stunned.

Di Mochen was possessed by the Yuan Infant of Demon Yang, and purple light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Is it Ah Jiu in front of him, or the Yuan Infant of Demon Yang, or a composite of the two?

The former is extremely likely, because as soon as she approaches the person in front of her, the feeling that the person in front of her gives her is obvious, and as for the latter two, it is not completely impossible.

Although Mo Yang's Yuan Infant is dead, the demonic thoughts he left in Di Mochen's body have not disappeared at all, and it is entirely possible to regain control of Di Mochen.

"What are you looking for?"

The master of the gate of the shrine asked Yi Qiuxue through the mask.

The voice was still the same as before, except for a noticeable impatience.

"Last time, the master of the door told me that he was a brother with Lonely Jiuyi, and now, I brought Lonely Jiuyi here just to confirm it! ”

Lonely Jiuyi heard Yi Qiuxue say this, and she looked like she was struck by lightning.

How could he be a brother with Master, the two of them are much different in age.

I thought that the master of the Divine Palace would refuse, but I didn't expect that after the diamond lips under the mask were raised, he really took off the mask.

The identical face made Lonely Jiuyi dumbfounded on the spot, "Master, is she telling the truth?"

Lonely Jiuyi had already been scorched by thunder, and what he didn't expect was that the master was not old at all, only a little more mature than him.

"Really!"

Just listen to the door of the shrine.

"Great, then I can call Master Big Brother in the future!"

As soon as Lonely Jiuyi was happy, he got carried away.

The master of the Divine Palace Gate frowned: "Although you are my younger brother, you can't go beyond the rules, so let's call the master of this seat! Besides, you have a special status, don't mention your relationship with this seat to anyone again." ”

"Ah Lin obeys the master's orders!"

After bowing to the master of the Divine Palace, he was taken away by the master of the Divine Palace.

Yi Qiuxue didn't believe what she saw at all.

Di Mochen was obviously in front of him, but he refused to recognize her, and used a person who looked like him to divert her attention, he really thought she was so easy to fool?

"What do you want that girl with Manzhu Sawa to do with the birthmark?" Yi Qiuxue couldn't help but ask. Nine peaches

The body of the master of the Divine Palace Gate was obviously stiff, "This matter has nothing to do with the girl, this is the secret of this gate!"

"What's the secret? Isn't it, what demon do you want to release?"

"Yi Qiuxue, don't be self-righteous, you can't control what this seat does!" The master of the Divine Palace Gate couldn't sit still anymore, Yi Qiuxue's words had touched his bottom line, and his voice was raised a lot.

Yi Qiuxue chuckled.

She just wanted to see him lose his temper.

She knew that Lonely Jiuyi had never told outsiders about her real name, how did he find out?

From this point, she recognized that the person in front of her was Di Mochen, but he changed his face and identity.

"The deity is in charge, and the deity has the power to govern!"

Yi Qiuxue showed the aura of her God Realm Venerable.

"This is the Holy Luo Continent, not the Nine Pavilions, you can't control it!"

"Then why did you send the Lonely Nine Clothes to me so deliberately?"

What is looking for the nine-colored flower to retrieve her memory, in her opinion, it is all an excuse, his real purpose is to let Lonely Jiuyi lead her to the Holy Luo Continent, he succeeded, she came, but he refused to recognize her.

He thought it would be enough to hide behind a mask and not see anyone, but she wasn't what he wanted.

"Di Mochen, you can not answer my question, but I want to tell you, this is your last chance, you can say nothing, do nothing, but you can't hurt me anymore and deceive me!"

The more Yi Qiuxue spoke, the more excited she became, so that later, the whole person trembled slightly.

The master of the Divine Palace Gate sank and sank with a pair of star-like cold eyes, "This seat can let Ah Lin marry you and fulfill your dream!"

Yi Qiuxue looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

Although he did not admit that he was Di Mochen from beginning to end, every word he said proved that he was Di Mochen.

"Di Mochen, what are you and me?"

All of Yi Qiuxue's strength was instantly exhausted by him.

She came to the Saint Luo Continent to look for him, and what she got was actually such an answer.

His heart was broken into thousands of petals, and his slender hand was raised, and the demon sword was already in his hand, and the blade pointed directly at the person in front of him, "If you become a demon, I will kill you, and then I will commit suicide!"

As he spoke, the blade of the sword was already pointing at Di Mochen's heart.

The Demon Sword senses all evil things, and sure enough, a black demonic qi appeared in front of the blade, Yi Qiuxue smiled, and wanted to get rid of the demonic energy, but Di Mochen's wrist was buckled, and the palm wind was raised, and the Demon Sword was shocked to the ground, and when Yi Qiuxue did not come back to his senses, he kissed it.

Two hearts that have been lonely for 500 years have finally come together.

All her sadness and complaints, because his kiss disappeared, but she knew that this was just a helpless move by him to divert her attention, what was he not willing to tell her?

To confirm her suspicions, she boldly stroked her hand to his belt.

He knew that she had always been bold, but he never thought that she would be so anxious, and said with a smile in his eyes: "It's broad daylight!"

"It's hard to see clearly in broad daylight!"

She had carefully observed that there was no demonic energy on him at this time.

There was only one possibility, he had found a way to suppress the demonic thoughts, but he couldn't destroy them.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to hide here.

Yi Qiuxue tore off his white robe, pulled off his lining, and saw an obvious scar on his heart, and cried loudly.

Di Mochen hugged her into his arms, patted her on the shoulder and said, "What are you crying about, I'm not good." ”

Yi Qiuxue said with tears in her eyes, "When did you come back?"

"Three hundred years ago!"

He replied to her briefly.

It took him two hundred years to recondense his body, but unfortunately his soul was too broken, and there are still some souls that have not healed, and it is precisely this part of his soul that he feels that the demonic thoughts in his body have not disappeared, so he came to the Holy Luo Continent.

He was born a proud man, how could he be in the company of demons.

Once his body was condensed, he found that the Saint Luo Continent could stimulate his potential, and his cultivation increased extremely quickly, which surprised even him.

After recuperating for a while, he felt that he was weak, so he created the shrine gate.

As for the appearance of the lonely clothes, it is purely a coincidence.

Yi Qiuxue still didn't believe what he said, after all, Lonely Jiuyi didn't look like his younger brother from anywhere, besides, where did he beat his younger brother?

Seeing that Di Mochen didn't want to say, she didn't ask anymore, but she would check.

"New to San Luo, take me around!"

Yi Qiuxue buried her face in Di Mochen's arms.

The breath on his body has not changed at all, and the person he saw in the bath that day should be him, and he told her that he was a lonely clothes.

Thinking of this, she got angry, clenched her fists, and gently slapped him in the heart.

"Let Ah Lin take you!" Di Mochen said.

Yi Qiuxue was stunned, Di Mochen always seemed to push himself towards Lonely Jiuyi, and said unhappily: "If I really like your younger brother, what would you think?"

"You dare!" Di Mochen didn't want to say it, but now, he couldn't do anything.

Said to the outside of the hall: "Ah Lone, take her down the mountain for a walk." ”

Lonely Jiuyi couldn't wait to go down the mountain, but when he heard Di Mochen say this, he was happy to run and say, "Obey the order!"

Yi Qiuxue looked at Di Mochen reluctantly, and Lonely Jiuyi sensed from the eyes of the two that the two should have known each other a long time ago.

On the way, he asked Yi Qiuxue, "Do you know my master?"

"Don't ask about adults, children!" Yi Qiuxue prevaricated with words.

Lonely Jiuyi was bored, touched the tip of his nose and said, "Whatever you want to eat for dinner, I'll make it for you." ”

Yi Qiuxue was stunned, she found that Di Mochen hadn't done it before, and Lonely Jiuyi had done it.

From time to time, I suspect that Lonely Jiuyi is the shadow of Di Mochen.

Okay, what is he doing with a shadow again?

Yi Qiuxue still couldn't figure it out.

Early the next morning, Lonely Jiuyi was waiting for her outside Yiqiu Xue's bedroom.

Going out for a walk was just Yi Qiuxue's words to test Di Mochen, but unexpectedly, Di Mochen pushed it to Lonely Jiuyi.

No matter how similar this lonely clothes are to Di Mochen, it is not Di Mochen.

Seeing that Lonely Jiuyi was carrying a large package in his hand, he pointed and said, "What is this for, moving?"

"Master said, let's go down the mountain and have more fun, I'll bring some extra change of clothes!"

Yi Qiuxue smashed his tongue, such a big bag, isn't he too heavy!

Lonely Jiuyi's temperament is becoming more and more cheerful, and the ice cube man when he first met is like two people.

Miao Qingluo and Dugu begged to see that the two were going down the mountain, and walked towards the two of them one after another.

Miao Qingluo quipped: "Senior brother, Miss Yi, you two look like a couple no matter how you look, otherwise, I will go and tell the master to handle the marriage for the two of you." ”

Lonely Jiuyi blushed embarrassedly, but secretly happy in her heart.

The corners of Yi Qiuxue's lips curled: "You go and try it!"

Miao Qingluo saw her gritting her teeth and hurriedly stopped.

The two soared all the way.

The figure of Lonely Jiuyi Tengyun was exactly the same as Di Mochen's original, which made Yi Qiuxue's heart slightly astringent, "Your techniques are all taught by your master?"

"Not exactly, Master said that I am a genius, part of it is God, and the other part is taught by Master. ”

Lonely Jiuyi's gaze at Yi Qiuxue was quite gentle, which made Yi Qiuxue look embarrassed.