"Senior, the husband of the concubine..."

"I already know, Xiao Ling, you go and report to your father, I haven't seen you for many days, he misses you very much, if it weren't for my old friend to stop me, I'm afraid that he is now... Hehe. The old man's voice seemed to be teasing, and he smiled, and Yiyun's back was chilling when he laughed.

What would have happened if my predecessors hadn't stopped me? Yiyun's cheeks twitched, and he just smiled dryly.

"Oh," Bai Ling glanced at Yiyun worriedly, but she seemed to trust the senior in the tower, she nodded, and then walked out.

So in this vast space, Yiyun and that senior were left.

"Little ghost, you have a lot of guts? As soon as Bai Ling left, the words of the predecessors did not have the steadiness they had before, only a trace of light omen, a trace of vicissitudes, he admired Yiyun's 'courage' very much, and said in a loud voice.

"That, I'm not afraid of the blame of my predecessors, the person you snatched the kiss in your mouth is probably not me..."

"Is it you, not you, is it important?" Xiao Ling kept shouting that her husband was you, and it was you who was looking for her, and in order to save your body, she couldn't help but find her father to give out the Nine Lives Redemption Pill. ”

"Do you really think she doesn't understand anything?"

The voice spoke, and his tone gradually became stricter. "Do you really think you're here for what you think?"

When Yiyun heard this, his face became solemn, and he said. "Does this have anything to do with... Does my memory loss have anything to do with it?"

"Huh. The voice didn't answer, but instead. "Welcome to ,,, darkest time in the world. ”

"In this era when the gods and Buddhas have fallen and countless demons have risen, the immortals who are too busy to take care of themselves can no longer hear the screams of the mortals in the lower realm, and at the same time, Yama's room is full, and death is about to climb up to the world..."

There was a natural pathos in his voice. Hearing this, Yiyun seemed to hear the gods and Buddhas roaring unwillingly before they dissipated.

"Who are you?" Yiyun listened to this voice, and suddenly thought of a very terrifying being.

"Huh, who am I? aren't you about to guess?" the voice said with a smile. "But now isn't the time to reveal the mystery, after all, the story has just begun, has it?"

In the gray space, those hazes gradually poured together, condensing into a human figure, and it was a moment. The figure slowly emerged from the fog.

It turned out to be another Yiyun, but his eyes flashed with orange-yellow light.

"Next..."The corner of the 'Yiyun' lips twitched, revealing an evil smile that he had not seen for a long time, and said. "Do you want to regain your memory? Do you want to violently destroy the Emperor of Heaven? Do you want to break the virgin membrane of more than 20 years?"

"Then don't hesitate to get stronger. ”

"Hey, your attitude changes a little fast, and don't underestimate the virgin, bastard, legend has it that as long as the man who retains this virgin body at the age of thirty can be reincarnated as a male actor in the next life, bastard!" Yiyun snorted unhappily, and immediately rolled up his sleeves and smiled. "I don't care what seniors and juniors you are. It's already very upset that I almost hung up for some reason, and suddenly I got involved in a strange conspiracy... You've picked the wrong opponent!"

Thirty seconds later.

"You've picked the wrong opponent. The senior looked at Yiyun who looked like a dead dog lying on the ground with humble eyes, and said jokingly.

"Ha, ha. Ha... Hang up, right?, "Can I go back?"

"What do you say?" 'Yiyun' sneered and slowly approached.

On this day, the ancient tower that had been silent for hundreds of years. There was a scream that could be heard for hundreds of miles, and in the Dragon Palace, thousands of miles away, the old dragon king opened a jar of exquisite drunken immortal brew for the first time. Hehe smiled and toasted to the ancient tower, as if he was thanking someone...

...

At the same time, somewhere.

"I said, you can't be the one, right?" said Liuli lying on the bed, looking at the old man in front of him who was serving tea and pouring water for himself.

The old man turned his head, his face full of wrinkles vaguely showing the demeanor of yesterday, and he rolled his eyes at the exile and said hoarsely. "We've lost all the faces of our demons, you idiot. ”

"No, no, no, who is with you is us, who is with you is a resentful demon, you you, you you, you shouldn't be called by Yiyun to fix me, right?" Liuli knotted his tongue, because the scene he saw when he just woke up was too terrifying.

Of the two old men who were called out by the dilapidated old monk, one of them felt the demonic energy of the same root, origin and attribute from his body, while the other person, the exile would not forget it until he died.

"Bah, you damn child!" another old man came out of nowhere, slapped him the head, and then looked at him coldly. "It's called Uncle Yi. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to fight back, because the seemingly weak 'righteous uncle' behind him had just taught him to be a demon again with a little finger.

That's right, the other old man who stroked his beard and chuckled and called himself 'Uncle Righteousness', his face full of vicissitudes still couldn't hide the youthful elegance, his face... With the shadow of Yiyun!

"It takes a few times to say it before you hear it. The old man who had the same roots and origins as the exile looked at the exile with hatred and steel. "We are you!"

"In other words..."

Uncle Yi looked at Liuli and smiled. "If only we had called you here, forty years ago... We!"

"Uncle Yi, ouch, don't fight!" After all, Liuli is a demon clan, and the black bear is indeed merciful, so the speed of recovery is very fast, and it will be alive and kicking in a few days.

At this moment, he is cultivating hard according to the cultivation method of 'Uncle Liu', and if he wanders his mind a little, he will be beaten by Uncle Yi who is holding rattan weaving with great interest on the side. And Uncle Liu was sitting on the Taishi chair while the old god was there, enjoying the sunbathing.

Seeing this, Uncle Liu couldn't help but scold. "Yiyun, your grandson, be careful for me, you will pay for breaking me!"

Uncle Yi didn't look back. "you, Lao Tzu hasn't had enough of it, and finally came to a fine-skinned and tender meat or you in the past, hey, hey..."

A distant sneer at the end of the sentence made the miserable exile really chill in his back, and he looked at Uncle Liu with a smile. "Uncle, how can you say that we are also a family, can you..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a strong gust of wind on the pavement, and once again he saw that Uncle Liu, who was originally sitting quietly, actually appeared in front of him, and there was another thunder on his head, and at the same time he scolded. (To be continued......)