When Li Feiyu and Zhang Sleeve returned to Qixuanmen, it was already dusk.

Along the way, no matter how Li Feiyu played treasure and sold cuteness, Zhang Sleeve turned a blind eye, the two stopped and stopped, and when they returned to the mountain gate, Zhang Sleeve left with his share of the booty, and Li Feiyu could only turn around and return to the Valley of the Divine Hand alone.

"It's so angry. ”

Li Feiyu lay on the bed with hatred, and he didn't even care about dinner, and as for his share of the booty, he was casually thrown on the ground in a corner of the wall.

[Qing Yuanzi: Huh, Li Feiyu, where did your sleeves go?]

[Fat man: Huh, Li Feiyu, where did your sleeves go?]

[Kai Kai Kai Kai: Huh, Li Feiyu, where did your sleeves go?]

[Lin Feng: Pay it back quickly!]

[Mo Juren: Why aren't you stupid?]

[Yu Zitong: You stinky and shameless deserve no daughter-in-law!]

Li Feiyu stretched out two middle fingers to the roof without changing his face, then pulled over a thin quilt and covered his body, closed his eyes, and in less than a moment, a burst of snoring sounded.

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Live streaming space.

Qing Yuanzi and the others felt very bored when they saw that Li Feiyu completely ignored his ridicule and went to sleep by himself.

"Lao Yu!" the fat man shouted listlessly, and Yu Zitong ran to him.

Lin Feng was disgusted when he saw Yu Zitong's dog-legged appearance, and snorted with a blank look: "Cheap bones." ”

Yu Zitong didn't care at all, smiled and bent down to salute the fat man: "Master, you say!"

The fat man sat on the ground in a big way: "Lao Tzu is hungry." ”

"Eat chicken legs~" Yu Zitong stretched his voice and said: "The apprentice has killed a lot of chickens in the past two days, and some of them are points, which can definitely make the master full!" After speaking, he directly exchanged two fat chicken legs.

When the fat man saw the food, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed it one by one and sent it to his mouth.

"If you don't have enough to eat, the apprentice will change it for you, I'm not like the old thing surnamed Mo, who is lazy to eat every day, it doesn't matter if I'm hungry, I don't feel sorry for the master. Yu Zitong saw that the fat man was happy, so he said a little smugly.

The fat man responded vaguely while nibbling on the chicken legs, but unexpectedly, a loud shout sounded in his ears.

"Huh~ Yu Zitong, you bastard! Dare to spew blood! If it weren't for the fact that I followed you last time to kick Master Kai's feet, I would have killed fewer chickens than you?"

Yu Zitong saw that Mo Juren dared to refute him, so he straightened his waist, pinched his waist with one hand, waved the other hand and said: "Don't you feel sorry for this? Mo Juren, you old horseman! Even if you don't have a broken foot, do you think you can be better than me? After all, you are just a mortal!"

The so-called mana you had at the beginning was lent to you by Lao Tzu with secret techniques, and you really thought you were following a green onion!

When Mo Juren heard Yu Zitong's words, he couldn't help but blush, but he didn't know where to refute it, while the fat man was gnawing on the chicken leg with great interest, completely ignoring these things that happened around him, let alone stopping Yu Zitong.

Mo Juren turned his head to look at his master, only to see Qing Yuanzi following behind Lin Feng, telling unknown jokes.

"Alas..."Mo Juren sighed, secretly thinking that he was a hero at the beginning, and now although he worships under the door of the immortal envoy Qing Yuanzi, he has this spare child who opposes him all day long, and the fat uncle doesn't care, and his master is always busy with cultivation and has no time to take care of these trivial matters.

Mo Juren shook his head secretly, no longer paid attention to Yu Zitong's house, and walked to the side, causing Yu Zitong to laugh for a while.

After strolling for a while, Mo Juren came to the river at the foot of the mountain, only to see a rippling blue wave, shining a little light in the setting sun.

"I don't know what happened to Caihuan and them......" The corners of Mo Juren's eyes moistened when he thought of his relatives who had stayed in the world.

Mo Juren is more worried, his enemies are not a few, without himself, it is absolutely difficult to continue with the support of only a few wives, although some backhands are arranged, but God knows if the rebel will do what he says, at this moment he is most worried about entering the wolf in front and entering the tiger at the back door.

It's hard......

Mo Juren was saddened by himself, when suddenly a white light flashed on the grass not far away, and then disappeared, and the whole process was only a blink of an eye.

"What is this?" Mo Juren tiptoed forward with a hint of doubt.

When he came closer, Mo Juren pushed aside the grass on the ground, and a soybean-sized thing shone with a faint white light and lay quietly on a blade of grass, which did not look like something substantial.

Mo Juren dared to reach out and touch the white light, and as soon as his fingers touched it, he felt a slight coolness, and then the white light suddenly disappeared.

"Gone?" Mo Juren withdrew his hand and looked at it carefully, silently puzzled.

[System Prompt]:

[You just got the Cursed Undead Spirit ×1, it's in your inventory]

Mo Juren was stunned.

"Undead spirits, what is this?"

[Cursed Undead Spirit: The essence power left by ordinary people after being eliminated by the streamer, which contains a faint mysterious origin power that can be exchanged for light value. 】

Mo Juren's eyes lit up: "Return to the light?"

[Return value: A certain amount of return value, which allows the audience to exchange for a chance to be reborn at this stage.] 】

Found a treasure.

Mo Juren was instantly excited, and asked cautiously, "How many light recovery points can be reborn?"

[At this stage, you can respawn when you reach 5 points.] 】

Mo Juren burst into tears.

Although this place is good, it is not as good as home.

Although the master is good, he is not as good as his wife.

Although Uncle Shi is good, he is not as good as a concubine.

Mo Juren wiped a handful of tears and began to bury his head on the ground and slowly search.

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Yu Zitong secretly observed Mo Juren, and saw the other party pouting his ass and crawling around in the distance, so he asked the fat man: "Master, what do you say~ What is Mo Juren's old man doing?"

The fat man glanced up and shook his head absently: "I don't know." ”

Yu Zitong squinted his eyes and said, "He's not making some moths, is he......?" Do you want to harm you?"

The fat man glared: "He dares~! Lao Tzu slapped him to death!"

Yu Zitong couldn't stop nodding and stretched out his thumb: "The master is mighty, and he doesn't have the guts~"

The fat man leaned back satisfied, lay on the grass, waved his left hand and said, "Okay, you go kill the chicken, Lao Tzu will sleep for a while." ”

Yu Zitong nodded busily and replied, "Master, you always rest." Then he tied up his clothes and ran to the flock of chickens in the distance.

Under the setting sun, Mo Juren's figure kept shuttling back and forth on the grass, dragging out a long shadow.

Suddenly, Mo Juren's face was happy, and he reached out to grab a ball of white light, and when his fingers touched it, the white light merged into his body.

"Hey, hey, found another one!"