The land of Gyeongju.

The day of universal celebration had just passed, and when everyone thought that the demon king Mo's body was gone, in the Lu family's mansion in Zhaolu County, Wang Zimo suddenly opened his eyes faintly.

"Where is this?"

Memories of the soul flooded into my mind.

He didn't know how he escaped from the ice hell, only that it was Dai Xiaomo who saved him again, and her red lips were stained red with blood, although Dai Xiaomo tried her best to cover it up, she still couldn't escape Wang Zimo's excited gaze.

It's not joy, it's not excitement about being revived.

He owes Dai Xiaomo too much, this wavy line revolves around him without asking for anything in return, even at the expense of himself, this gratitude makes Wang Zimo excited, this kindness makes Wang Zimo excited.

"You're finally awake!"

Lu Zhidie's face was excited, like a dancing butterfly, jumping to Wang Zimo with a fragrant breeze.

"Let's go, come with me to find Grandpa Great-Tai, let's go home!"

"What?

Seeing that Wang Zimo had tears in the corners of his eyes, and the crystal luster was full of sadness, Lu Zhidie immediately eclipsed and explained carefully.

It turned out that he was in the Valley of the Apes that day, and at the last moment, it was Lu Zhidie's great-grandfather who saved his life.

"The Lu family?"

The prince smiled bitterly, broke the bones and connected the tendons, and finally came here.

The broken body was full of injuries, and Wang Zimo blushed after learning that it was Lu Zhidie who gave him daily medicine, but he saw that Lu Zhidie was as if nothing happened, and the doctor was benevolent, as if he was used to it.

"I ......"

Feeling the restored body, the prince meditated, if he just walked away, it would be too unreasonable.

However, everyone in the Fengtian God Sect thought that he was dead, and he had to send a letter back to prevent his mother-in-law from worrying too much and hurting herself.

"I still have something to do, you, you and Grandpa Great-Tai go home first!"

After Wang Zimo finished speaking, he didn't wait for Lu Zhidie to react, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and ran away with a smoke.

Zhaolu County is right next to Gyeongju, and it's only half a day's trip from Kyoto.

Walking on the official road leading to the capital, the prince meditated and thought about it.

Jingzhou is Mu Qianyu's territory, although she is Lu Dutian's mother-in-law, but now she has become her mother-in-law's enemy, and now going to her is tantamount to killing herself.

But there is no one I know in Jingzhou, so I can't stand on the street and shout, "My devil is back again."

"Oh yes! There's still one place to go!"

After thinking about it, Wang Zimo thought of Mishui Palace.

The mother-in-law once said that he would go to the Mishui Palace to choose a little priest, so that he would directly have his own power and could send a message to his mother-in-law.

It's not that Wang Zimo doesn't want to go back by himself, but he really wants to go to the Lu family.

It can be regarded as looking for ancestors and asking ancestors, giving an explanation to the blood flowing in the body.

Mishui Palace is in the northeast of Kyoto, and it was late at night when Wang Zimo stood outside Mishui Palace.

On the fifteenth day of the full moon, the street was clear and refreshing, and his own shadow on the ground was dark and long.

The prince stared at the three words "Mishui Palace" on the plaque on the door of the Zhu Pavilion and pondered for a long time.

Finally, he made up his mind and jumped to the roof with a sigh of relief.

Staring at the two women standing at the gate of the palace, the prince didn't know how to choose a little priest, so he couldn't meet people and asked, "These two young ladies, do you want to be my little priest of the Heavenly God Sect?"

How do you feel like a bad Shu millet coaxing little Lori......

Squatting on the eaves, Wang Zimo felt like an assassin, this was the first time in his life that he was lying on the roof of the house to watch other people's houses, watching other people's every move.

This feeling......

Well, it's exciting!

"Childe?"

Just as the prince was getting carried away as he pondered how to choose the little priest, a silver bell-like laugh suddenly sounded behind him.

"If you peek on the roof of my Mishui Palace, aren't you afraid that the sisters will throw you into the fish pond and feed the turtle?"

The woman was wrapped in a red dress, her bewitching and charming figure loomed under the veil, the pieces of creamy white skin on her chest were as bright as pearls in the moonlight, if she was about to leave, her voice was crisp and pleasant, and her two arms were white and smooth, but it made the prince silently bow his head silently.

"Girl, you ......"

The prince was so nervous that his chest was uncomfortably bulging, and it took a long time before he mustered up the courage to raise his head, and when he saw the half of the copper mask on the woman's beautiful face under the thousands of green silks, he suddenly felt amazed in his heart.

"Girl, you...... Do you want to be my little priest of the Celestial Sect?" Prince Mo couldn't help but blurt out.

"Heh, hehehe......"

As if hearing a big joke, the woman was stunned at first, and then couldn't help but laugh and tremble.

The two disciples who were standing at the gate of the Mishui Palace on duty heard this movement and hurriedly ran over, but saw that the palace master was chatting very happily with a man, bowed and bowed, and then retreated.

This woman is Xue Qingyi, the palace master of Mishui Palace.

Wang Zimo was still in the dark, and he didn't know why the peerless woman in front of him was smiling so indecently.

He took a deep breath, bravely met Xue Qingyi's eyes, and asked again, "Girl, do you want to be my little priest of the Heavenly God Sect?"

"Who are you, and why should I believe you?"

Xue Qingyi's half of his lips were hooked, and the smiling peach blossoms bloomed.

"I'm the Young Master of the Fengtian God Sect!"

After Wang Zimo finished speaking, he looked left and right, for fear that others would listen to it, spread the news, and fall into a place of no return.

"Whew~! How can I believe that you are the young master of the Fengtian God Sect? The whole of Kyoto knows that the devil is dead and has no body, you little liar!"

After Xue Qingyi finished speaking, he raised his right hand and drew a half circle in front of Wang Zimo, only smelling the fragrant wind pavement, and in a flash in front of him, he was actually standing in the boudoir.

A green wolf the size of a calf glared at Wang Zimo, Mishui Palace never received men, not to mention that this man appeared in the palace master's bedroom.

The bloodthirsty scarlet gaze locked on Wang Zimo, and it bared its fangs and wanted to pounce on it right now and tear the hateful man to shreds.

"Get out!"

Xue Qingyi raised his foot and kicked on the head of the green wolf, and the green wolf suddenly screamed like a wolf dog with his tail between his legs, and walked to the door against the wall, glared at Wang Zimo viciously, and then ran out reluctantly.

"The girl might as well think about it, the name of the Heavenly God Sect is the best in the world, and being the little priest of my God Sect is the envy of everyone, and the girl's future will be smooth sailing. So, how about you being the first person I have chosen, and I will make you the helmsman of the Priesthood Hall?"

Seeing that Xue Qingyi wanted to let go, Wang Zimo hurriedly threw out a big bait.

Xue Qingyi didn't speak, leaned on the beauty couch and held his head with one hand, looking at the prince and smiling silently.

After a while, a group of women walked in from outside the door, and they just wanted to salute when they were stopped by Xue Qingyi's eyes, and when they saw Wang Zimo, they immediately frowned, I don't know who this person is?

The Adversary is known to the world.

However, there are very few who have actually seen what the Adversary looks like.

Xue Qingyi knew that Wang Zimo was real, and he deliberately made things difficult just now, just to eliminate his defensive mentality.

Seeing Xue Qingyi smile, he pointed to the seventeen or eighteen girls behind Wang Zimo and said, "These are my sisters, and they will definitely be interested in Childe's words, Childe might as well talk to them, maybe they will agree." ”

"The girl's popularity is awesome!"

Wang Zimo gave a thumbs up, looked sincere, and turned around and said the extravagant words he had just said to the girls again.

"Young ladies, would you like to be my little priest of the Heavenly God Sect?"

These women all hold important positions in the Mishui Palace, although everyone aspires to become the priests of the Heavenly God Sect, but it is difficult to show it in front of the palace master.

And they never thought that there would be people from the Divine Sect digging the foot of the wall and digging into the foundation, which angered the palace master and unscrewed his head, which was lucky, and it would be miserable if he was thrown into the turtle pond.

Suddenly, three more people walked in outside the door.

They lowered their heads and didn't dare to look directly at Xue Qingyi's gaze. Wang Zimo could see it clearly, these three people were exactly three of the five little priests he let go of in the Fengming City Lord's Mansion that day.

Unexpectedly, they returned to Mishui Palace and met again, Wang Zimo was very pleased, at least he was not enemies with them.

What about the remaining two?

Wang Zimo wanted to go over and ask, but at this time, he was just stupid and felt that something was not ordinary.

All of them were standing, except for the woman in the copper mask who was lying on the couch......

At this time, far away in the Lu Mansion of Zhaolu County, Lu Zhidie's crying pear blossoms brought rain.

She had just been reprimanded by her great-grandfather, saying that she shouldn't let Wang Zimo go. But the man slipped faster than a loach, and by the time she chased him out of the Lu Mansion, he was gone.

"Stinky liar, dead liar!"

Lu Zhidie was like a bullied little resentful woman, grabbing the rose petals on the ground one by one, crying and scolding Wang Zimo.

Wang Zimo sneezed in Mishui Palace, rubbed his nose and looked at Xue Qingyi stupidly, and asked hesitantly, "Who is the girl...... Is it Xue Qingyi?"

"Bold, dare to call the palace master by his name!"

When everyone surrounded Wang Zimo, the three little priests raised their heads, and when they saw Wang Zimo, their jaws suddenly dropped, as if three statues were standing there, tensing every nerve.