"Just now, my nephew said, and in an instant the house collapsed and turned into a pile of ashes!" the man gestured as he spoke, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"Really, is it so evil? Can a good house turn to ashes?"

"I don't care, I have to take a look!" After speaking, the man went directly to the theater and went to the play.

Seeing that those people over there followed the trend and ran in the direction of the Wei family, Yan Ling turned his head and glanced at Xie Xin, "You did it." ”

Xie Xin glanced at her calmly, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident. Looking at the man in front of her, the corners of Yan Ling's mouth couldn't help but rise, and a very strange feeling floated in her heart, she wanted to recognize it but seemed to touch a layer of mist, and she didn't understand anything.

Back at the inn, Yan Ling put Zhun Yan back on her ankle, and suddenly a layer of spiritual light emanated from Zhun Yan's spirit bead and enveloped Yan Ling's whole body, which immediately made her feel warm and comfortable. The divine power that had been consumed before also began to slowly return, and it would not take long to recover to half of what it was before, except for some small parts, the most important thing now was the heart absorbed by the Heavenly Emperor. The heart is the most important thing for her, and now her heart is in the Heavenly Emperor, and his cultivation is no longer comparable to her, and it is not easy to find it back. Her words had already returned, thinking of Hua Yun's body

The power of the law, the spirit of the word is ready to solve his matter first.

In the evening, Yan Ling told Xie Xin about this, and the two of them summed it up. The next morning, the two set off after breakfast, and in view of the particularity of Hua Yun's identity, the two first went to Baitou Peak to find the ingredients for the immortal brew. Since the Immortal Brewing Essence can allow Wei Yi to give birth to a spiritual root and allow Ye Xuan to reach the realm of ascension, its effect is naturally self-evident. And Hua Yun was actually sealed by the power of the Great Dao Law, and his identity was absolutely extraordinary. Now that he is a friend and foe, Yan Ling simply helps him, and he can also get a big help when the time comes.

Baitou Peak is still as few people as before, and the two of them didn't have much effort to collect the materials, standing on the top of the peak, remembering something, Yan Ling returned to the cave with evil Xin.

Now the murals in the cave have come to life, looking at the portrait in front of him, the man in the painting is evil and crazy, he is erect, dressed in black clothes and has a slender and straight figure. The man just stood like that, looking ahead, his eyes gentle and delicate, as if looking at the love of his life. Yan Ling looked at the painting he had painted at the beginning, he didn't feel anything at first, at this moment, I don't know if his mood has changed or what's going on, looking at the man's gaze here is a little shy. Yan Ling looked away and glanced at the man standing beside him, as if he was one with the portrait on the wall at this moment, and at a glance it was impossible to tell who was a real person and who was a portrait

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yan Ling lower his head and revealing his white neck, Xie Xin asked knowingly.

"It's nothing, it just feels a little hot. Yan Ling forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, felt that his little face was a little hot, and hurriedly reached out and fanned the wind. balance

A chuckle came from above Yan Ling's head, causing her to turn her head and glare at him angrily.

"Has the formation here been strengthened again?" Yan Qi responded, the formation here was much stronger than before.

"Well, if you don't want anyone to disturb you, it's good to just let these portraits stay here quietly, isn't it?" Evil Xin turned to the side of the Yan Ling portrait.

Yan Ling felt that it made sense, so she didn't say much, and then passed, the portrait on her side was already in tatters before, and now she went to see if she could remedy it. As soon as she got there, Yan Ling froze, she looked at the intact paintings in front of her and was a little stunned, not to mention that the paintings here were completely unsightly, and they were tattered, but now they have become like new paintings. "When, when did you fix this?"

"No, it's good on its own. Xie Xin shook his head, turned around and took out a set of painting ink from his bosom, and he was about to paint again.

"How can it be good on its own? It is not a living creature, and it can heal itself?" Yan Ling obviously did not believe his words.

"Because I'm good, they'll be okay too!" replied to Yan Ling in a bland manner as he began to ink.

Yan Ling was surprised again, she naturally knew what she meant, they all knew a way of painting, with their own essence and blood as the introduction to the paint, these paintings have a connection with themselves, if the person who painted is killed or injured, he will paint it will be as light as the master, and the heavy responsibility will disappear. She never thought that this would happen, essence blood is a very important thing for a god, there are only three drops in total, if you lose one drop, your power will be reduced, and it will take several years to recover.

It's just a few portraits of himself, and he actually used his own essence and blood! Yan Ling just looked at Xie Xin and painted a new painting in a daze, and she couldn't get back to her senses, and her mind recalled what he said before, "You are responsible for me!" At that time, his expression was actually very serious, but she didn't think deeply at all, and now that she looked at those paintings and knew the materials used in those paintings, she suddenly felt that her heart was very heavy.

The relationship between the two was already good before her death, and she may have had some strange feelings at that time, but she never took it to heart, and always regarded him as a close friend until she died, maybe she never saw her heart clearly. The man in front of him has never put any pressure on herself, and even became her backer for a while, and it is because of him that she can have a chance to be a new person, even if she doesn't know what the price is, but she knows that it will not be small.

"You ......" Yan Ling cleared her throat and wanted to say something, but she saw that the person in front of her had withdrawn her hand, and the words she didn't say stopped in her throat. She recognized the painting in front of her, which was the scene where she helped everyone eliminate the negative impact on their faces when she was in Huacheng before. There are a total of four paintings here, all of which he wrote down and painted here when she was doing things. The first painting is the scene where they fought on a battlefield two thousand years ago, and it is also the first acquaintance of the two. She is a god, he is a demon, for the nearly 10,000 years of gods and demons in the war, they fought a big battle, the two were equal, and it was at that time that the two became friends with each other. Of course, it is also the result of the evil sin's dead skin.

In the second painting, Yan Ling was a little surprised, because she could recognize what she was doing, and she could be sure that he was not there at the time, she asked him at that time, but it turned out that she was bumped into by him when she was beating someone in Fengqi Mountain. When she first entered the Heavenly Court, she was very unfamiliar with everything, and because of Aunt Qingguan's instructions, she had always been cautious in her words and deeds in the Heavenly Realm, and she did not dare to be presumptuous. But she herself is not an idle person who lives in peace, and the heavenly realm can't be presumptuous, so she sneaks back to Fengqi Mountain, is it just to compare with some people in the clan who are not used to her, and then throw them some of the remaining pills left by themselves to them after they are abused, and force them to swear in the name of being at home not to stab out the matter of sneaking back to the Feng clan.