Qing Yun looked at the blazing Bai Miao Pavilion, but in his heart was a cold forest and ice field, a barren place. If that's what you want, I don't think we'll ever need to......

"Demon girl, why don't you hurry up and be punished?" Priest Zizang was dressed in a green willow and blue holy robe, and walked out of the jade cave with a spring breeze on his face, and the dust in his hand shook with laughter.

"Zizang, you're really not afraid of death, are the demons also letting you come around? My master can ...... immediately"

"Hahaha, if your master forcibly goes out to save you at this time, I will take him into medicine, this medicine is much better than you, a little fox demon......" Zizang's face was full of red light, and even his words were mixed with a little disdain

A flash of blue lightning pierced the night sky, followed by another deafening thunderclap. The terrifying thunder rumbled like a chariot, and the aftermath of a hundred miles away was still as thrilling. Zizang suddenly stopped laughing, and his face couldn't help but look at the black clouds with a solemn face, and the solemnity revealed by the inky stratus clouds was clearly about to cross the thunder tribulation of becoming an immortal. Could it be that this woman is already half an immortal body? But didn't the young master say...... At this moment, Yeming slowly walked out from behind the red-blooded beast. When the red-blooded beast saw Yun Xiao, it lowered its head and roared twice, as usual, thinking that Yun Xiao was going to tease it. Qingyun straightened his back, raised his eyes to look at Yeming, the vast starry sky in his eyes in the past turned into dead wood well water, dark and cold and lifeless, and there was no warmth in his eyes, only layers of killing intent remained, and after several turns, the cold gradually seeped out, freezing people's bones.

The cold twilight froze, and it was as silent as a piece of scarlet jade.

"Yeming, this is the answer you gave me......" Yeming turned her head away, lowering her head to block the waves in her eyes. Yeming himself never thought that when facing him, Qingyun would have such a downright boredom and frost in his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "You and I have different identities... I can't marry an unidentified white fox as a wife" Even the red-blooded beast on the side didn't seem to be able to endure this version of the depression, and the red-blooded beast that had originally bowed forward stopped in front of the sedan chair, lowered its head, raised its head again, let out a short low whistling, and then raised its tail, like a whirlwind, and swept into the jungle on the side of the road.

"From chasing and killing, to now step by step, I am really tired of leading you to the old man and the young master, as for the young master, he has no friendship with you...... The old man advises you not to be delusional, it is ridiculous that a lonely fox dares to covet the throne of the delusional Holy Princess. Zizang beside him suddenly laughed, and the laughter mixed with the cold wind pierced Qingyun's heart with the flames behind him.

"Lone Fox, Holy Princess?" Qingyun slowly raised his head and sneered, his eyes shining brightly and darkly.

"Yeming, you and I have different identities, it's you!" Qingyun suddenly spoke after a half-silence. With an unpredictable smile, but his eyes are not stained with a smile, and he is still cold.

"If I want to inherit the throne, I can't marry an unidentified white fox...... I can't!I can't!"... ,,,, Yeming's words were sonorous and powerful, and the true feelings of Qingyun I were put to waste, this sincerity was full of joy and was not as good as Yeming's words, Qingyun only felt extremely ridiculed...

"Hahaha... Because my identity as a lone fox is not worthy of you?... Don't you understand it to this day? That Qingqiu fox is also divided into three, six and nine tails?" Indeed, demons are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the same is true for fox demons. Ordinary white foxes are naturally as cheap as grass, but if it is the red fox... The fox clan is now only ...... According to legend, this fox has nine tails, and there is a crescent-like mark on its face, just like a white moon that quietly appears in the scarlet sunset. But the young master didn't say that she was a lonely fox who was left behind, and she was made by the god Yu since she was a child... God! Oh no, I'm afraid this matter will only increase in variables.

Zizang changed hands and was about to summon the dark Gu, "This Gu is guided by the young master's heart's blood, the essence of the sun, moon and stars, growing in the land of the most yin, where the immortals and demons are under the Gu, the soul is scattered, and they do not enter the six reincarnations." I advise you to give up, and Yucheng can't save you!"

Qingyun suddenly laughed, his still clear eyes were only slightly blurred for a moment, and his face, which was already overwhelming, became more and more charming under the reflection of the flames behind him. The pink lotus on the green shirt is like a lifelike glow in the summer night, and the golden butterfly scarlet cloud beads between the buns also make a murderous sound.

"Do you know the fate of the demon killing immortals?" Qingyun suddenly raised his eyes to look at Zizang and Yeming, his eyes slightly leaked killing intent, and there was a little more mockery in his tone

(Qingyun, just help me...... Yeming suddenly murmured in a low voice, his voice trembling slightly, revealing helplessness and reluctance, Qingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced back at Yeming, and asked shallowly

"Even if it takes my life?"

！！！！！

"Auntie, auntie, wake up......" A burst of immature and eager calls around him called Qingyun back from his bad dream

"Auntie, are you dreaming again?" The child next to him was Liyue, the daughter that Bai Duo had entrusted to Qingyun before she died, "I... It's okay...... Liyue, are you going to see if the white pears outside haven't bloomed yet?" Liyue sighed and persuaded softly, "Auntie, forget it, it's been five hundred years..."

Qingyun slowly got up and lay on the edge of the bed tiredly, leaning his head gently, as if he had returned to that day in a trance...