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"Later, when I was ten years old, my master appeared and took me out of the valley.

Then I was taken back to the Immortal Moon Holy Land by the master, a place full of fairies and fairies, where the fairy aura is swirling, built on top of the nine heavens, it is like a fairyland on earth.

At that time, I knew that my master was the Nine Holy Lords, and there were eight Holy Lords on it, and as my understanding deepened, I learned that the Immortal Moon Holy Land was actually the nine wives of the Blood Demon Ancestor six thousand years ago, that is, the Nine Holy Lords and the other eight Holy Lords jointly created.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was a figure from 6,000 years ago, and was called the most promising existence for the emperor for the past 10,000 years, but I don't know what's going on, and he never came back after the last Battle of the Emperors at Dusk three thousand years ago.

And the master and the other eight holy lords have all followed the blood demon for two thousand years, and now the blood demon has disappeared for three thousand years and has not appeared.

At that time, my master told me a strange rule, that is, the direct descendants of the Xianyue Holy Land will cover their faces, and they can't let others see their true faces, and everything they have seen, whether it is a human or a god, will kill him, or cut himself!

I still remember when the master said this rule, I asked a question, and I asked the master, is it possible for us to take off the veil again in our lives?

The master said: If you want to take off the veil, unless the ancestor personally promises, otherwise we will not dare to abolish this rule, and in the Xianyue Holy Land, wearing a veil is an honor, and not everyone can bring it.

Since then, I have not taken off the veil, and I learned later that this veil is a magic weapon to prevent others from prying eyes, and everything is shrouded in mist within a meter of the veil. Others can't see through your face, and they can't see through your cultivation. ”

"Senior, you have the breath of my master, have you seen my master? I haven't seen a master for a long time, although the master is very strict with me, but without the master I would have been eaten by wolves. ”

The holy woman looked at the sleeping night and muttered, gently touched the white hair of the night boundless, and then looked at the blue crisscrossed scar face, as if it was bursting.

"Senior, you seem to be our ancestor, I have seen the portrait of the ancestor in the Xianyue Holy Land, with the same long white hair as you......"

The deep night sky reveals the light that seems to be there, like the calm deep sea without the slightest wave, the silver-white moonlight is attached to the company of the stars, the cold does not have a trace of warmth, the floating wind carries the sorrow of the moonlight into the embrace of the night sky, and sinks in this silence.

The saint gazed at the stars that flickered and disappeared in the sky, the corners of her mouth rose, and the stars dotted the night sky, sprinkling their luster on the earth, whether they were famous stars or unknown stars.

The moon shadow is reflected in the river, and the fireflies are flying on the side of the mountain. The moon shadow is rippling in the water, and the fireflies are shining brightly. The crickets in the corner of the wall whisper the autumn moan, and the autumn cicadas in the leaves make a mournful cry. I looked out the window at the starry sky, and the stars and the moon shadow in the water reflected each other.

One by one, the stars are dotted, and the reflection under the dark sky suddenly lights up the reflection in the lake, and the colorful colors are as brilliant as the stars, and the moon shadows of the stars are faint in the stars.

Early morning!

It was just dawn, and the pale blue sky was still studded with a few sparse remnant stars. Dawn, like a sharp sword, splits the silent night and ushers in the rising sun.

The sun rises, the sun covers the earth, and the darkness fades like a tide.

The light of dawn lifts the light veil of night and spits out the brilliant morning light.

Ye Wuya was lying on the ground, covered with a woman's fairy dress, and next to him, a veiled girl sat on the ground with her legs crossed, her eyes looking at the rising sun with her eyes.

"The master said that there is no golden crow in the sun now, listening to the master's meaning, it seems that the golden crow inside was roasted and eaten by the ancestor......"

The saint said and said, "Smash, smash, smash", it seems that she is also a snack.

Ye Wuya wiped his eyes, sat up with his forehead in his hands, didn't open his eyes, handed the fairy skirt to his nose and sniffed it, and said, "It's so fragrant!"

Seeing the appearance of the night, the holy woman's ears were flushed red, and she said coquettishly: "Senior, are you awake?"

Ye Wuya opened his eyes when he heard this, and when he heard the sound, he saw a girl with a veil looking at him in surprise.

"Are you, the little girl who gave me wine yesterday?" Ye Wuya heard the saint of this Xianyue Holy Land call herself senior, looking at this appearance, she should not have recognized herself yet.

touched the scars all over his face, and smiled bitterly, he didn't know his parents like this! How could this little girl who had never even seen a blood demon recognize it.

I'm afraid that only the nine wives of the Blood Demon can recognize his current appearance! Even those enemies who have fought with the Blood Demon may not recognize it, right?

I'm wearing it, not my soul, and as long as I don't use the abilities of the blood demon, I shouldn't be able to recognize it, right?

But this is good, it indirectly saves a lot of trouble, and there is one thing that also makes Ye Wuya more distressed, that is, he has to start pretending to be a senior again.

It's okay to say if you have the strength, but you don't have the strength!

"Well, senior, it's me!" the saint said, nodding.

"How many bottles have I drunk?" Ye Wuya asked, just pretend, pretending to be forced, or pretending in front of his own forces, he shouldn't be struck by lightning, Ye Wuya thought.

"Senior, you drank a total of sixteen bottles of heavenly drunkenness! I drank at most one bottle and got drunk!"

The saint replied playfully, and also used her own amount of wine to set off the endless amount of night.

"Heaven and man are drunk, just listen to this name and know that it's not ordinary wine!" Ye Wuya shouted in his heart, patted his drowsy head, even the cultivation of this little girl's Jindan realm can only have a bottle of liver, what did he do last night, he didn't feel anything!

He still replied: "This, I can't drink your wine for nothing, you can calculate how much it is!"

"Senior, where are you talking about this, this wine is the junior's filial piety to you, if you can see it, the juniors still have a little ...... here"

"That's not good, I can't drink your wine for nothing, you better calculate how much it is!" Ye Wuyan pretended to sigh.

"Oh oh! Oh yes!" the saint nodded and really began to count, she felt that seniors like Ye Wuya generally said the same thing, and they must not look down on that little bit of wine money, she had already said it twice just now, if she continued to talk about it, it would not be good for the seniors to get angry and drive them away. The saint thought about it!

Endless Night "......"

Lao Tzu wants to change the script!