Qiyu Mountain was sealed in an instant, and Yi Qiuxue knew that even if Jueyan's primordial spirit was resurrected through Xiao Lu's body, he could only stay in the demon realm.

The danger of the Six Realms was temporarily resolved, but the Xuantian Master was already weak, he looked at Yi Qiuxue, who was standing there with a sword and looking at him, his eyes were full of thoughts, and he closed his eyes and said, "You go, the deity doesn't want to see you again!"

Yi Qiuxue's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

She didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't want to make her sad.

He pursed his lips and said, "If there is a need, let someone send me a letter!"

Xuantian Master didn't say anything, Yi Qiuxue pressed tears to the bottom of her eyes, her figure flashed, and she disappeared into a ball of colorful light.

There was the breath of Shen Luoqiu in that colorful light, which made Xuantian Master's body stunned.

He knew that the false god Luo Qiu was dead, and although doing so made him disrespectful to his master, he had to do so for the sake of all sentient beings.

Yi Qiuxue returned to the National Teacher's Mansion, and the persecution on her body could not hide the glory of her ascension to immortal.

Feng Qianlian was waiting for her in the house early, and when she came back with a black face, she was shocked, and when she saw the fairy aura on her body, she sighed and said, "What kind of play are you playing?

Seeing Yi Qiuxue's face secretly sad, Feng Qianlian was bored, and seeing that Qiuqiu didn't follow her, she knew that something was wrong, "Or, Ming'er, I'll have someone send you a cat." ”

Yi Qiuxue was in a very bad mood.

Although the nine heavenly thunders were not all split on her, the pain of the skin and flesh making her tired was exhausted, and Qiuqiu was chopped by the heavenly thunder for her, she felt very sad.

Chaofeng Qianlian waved his hand and said: "This seat is not in a good mood today, if the prince doesn't want to be beaten, leave quickly!"

Feng Qianlian saw that her face was frosty when she spoke, knowing that she needed to be quiet, and she didn't dare to talk anymore, so after letting people put things down, she hurriedly flashed.

Yi Qiuxue submerged herself in cold water.

She thought back to what had just happened, especially the matter between her and the Xuantian Master, and came to the conclusion that if she didn't get close to that person, wouldn't that person have to suffer the Heavenly Tribulation?

She soaked in cold water for a long time, but still hadn't come up with a compromise method, when she saw a figure floating outside the window, her fingertips lifted, and her robe instantly entered her body.

I saw Bai Ze standing outside the house, his body as tall as a little poplar.

"He's seriously injured, you go back to accompany him!" Yi Qiuxue said to Bai Ze.

"Miss Yi knows the general situation, and she has thanked the girl for the people of the world!" Bai Ze had long sensed that Master Xuantian was seriously injured, and he came to Yi Qiuxue just to go back, and he didn't want Yi Qiuxue to open his mouth by himself.

Bai Ze bowed three times to Yi Qiuxue, and then turned into a ball of white light and left.

In order to cheer herself up, Yi Qiuxue raised many animals in the house, but there were no cats among these animals.

Feng Qianlian knew that she was afraid of seeing things and thinking about people and thinking of Qiuqiu, and joked: "Otherwise, you just raise a doll, and you can have an heir in the future!"

Yi Qiuxue knew that Feng Qianlian's quack disease was endless, and replied to her: "Okay, Ming'er will let people hold one in this seat, this seat is full of official business, and the prince is not idle, so I have to ask the prince to raise it for me!"

Feng Qianlian was a person who didn't want to be a nanny for others, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Forget it, the horizontal and vertical are not your own, and when you give birth to yourself, this palace will definitely raise it for you." ”

I was afraid that Yi Qiuxue would come out again, so I didn't even care about drinking tea, so I picked up my robe and left.

As soon as Feng Qianlian left, Yi Qiuxue returned to a world of one person.

There are a lot of people in the National Teacher's Mansion now, since she came back from Xuantianmen on the day of the fight, she has recruited a lot of people, plus the six that Feng Qianlian gave her before, the number of people in this mansion is almost catching up with Feng Qingluan's Imperial Forest Army.

In this kind of formation, some people are happy and some are worried.

Yi Qiuxue took a sip of tea.

Recently, she didn't think about tea and dinner, and her appetite was not good, thinking that it was caused by missing Qiuqiu, but in fact, missing Qiuqiu was only a part, and the other part was because of Xuantian Master.

Seeing a white shadow outside the window, knowing that it was Bai Ze, he was stunned and said, "How is he?"

Bai Ze didn't dare to hide it from her, "It's not good, I can barely cheer up right now!"

Bai Ze came every three days to report to her about the situation of the Xuantian Master.

Yi Qiuxue's heart ached, thinking that she got a thousand-year-old ginseng yesterday, it is said that this thing is a big supplement, and handed it to Bai Zedao: "Take it to make soup for him, don't say that I gave it!"

Bai Ze didn't dare to take over, and lowered his head and said: "The Divine Venerable has already opened the valley, this ginseng is not of much use to him, the girl should keep it for herself!"

Yi Qiuxue thought that Bai Ze had been disciplined by the Xuantian Master, and he didn't dare to take his own things, so he put the ginseng on the table and said, "Well, if he wants to break off with me, he won't use my things!"

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the wooden window, obviously looking at a very energetic person, but the figure in the robe was obviously thinner.

Bai Zezhen didn't know why these two people were torturing each other like this, and he felt sorry for Yi Qiuxue and said: "Girl, please take care, and retire first!"

After Bai Ze left, Yi Qiuxue's thoughts traveled very far.

She was worried about Xuantian Master's injury, but she was even more angry that he made a decision for herself in private, and actually gave her a child avoidance pill.

A swelling of soreness welled up in his nose and mouth, and after thinking about it, he still wanted to ask him face to face.

Even if we can't be together, why not have a child for him?

He is a guardian saint with a lot of things and a special identity, she can not bother him, or let people know about it. She can raise her own children......

Do what she wants, and in a moment, she returned to Xianjun Peak.

The wooden door of the Heavenly Master's Hall was hidden, and two white-clothed boys were guarding outside the forest gate.

These two white-clothed boys are not common, one has a hook on his arm, and on the other, he has a huge black iron token. The token was engraved with the word "Divine Will". The expression is very solemn, which makes people awe at a glance.

The clothes of the two boys are not the same as those of the disciples of Xuantianmen, and the auspicious clouds on the white clothes look very immortal.

From time to time, it is speculated that this is his servant for the sake of the gods.

Even the boy appeared, could he be ......

Yi Qiuxue looked at the wooden door and calmed down.

She came invisibly, and the two boys didn't notice it, but if she wanted to enter the temple, she would definitely make the boys aware of it.

With a flick of his fingertips, he threw it at the tree opposite.

When the two boys saw a noise, they turned into two white rays of light and flew towards the tree, and she took the opportunity to enter the temple.

The hall is lit with soothing incense, and the room is full of fragrance.

A lyre made of rosewood rests on the case in the temple.

She had seen him play the piano several times, and it was one of the things he never left behind, and now that he was leaving it, it inevitably made people feel that it had been abandoned by its owner.

Yi Qiuxue stroked the lyre, and her fingertips accidentally touched a string, and with a "poof" sound, she attracted the maid outside the hall.

"Who?" cried one of the boys.

The boy was small, but he spoke loudly, which did not match his age.

Yi Qiuxue expected that these two boys were actually not young, maybe they were tens of thousands of years old, just because their cultivation was high enough to reach a certain level, so they practiced a childlike shell.

"Where is he?" Yi Qiuxue didn't want to do anything with anyone, so she appeared in an instant.