However, half a month passed and Shaoyou still didn't come back.

When Yan Chaosheng went out to collect spiritual fruits at night, he received news that something had happened in Kunlun. Kunlun's spiritual veins fluctuated greatly. The generals stationed in the spiritual veins died, and countless disciples died.

This incident triggered the Kunlun Realm Master's old illness. He vomited out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

At that time, Shaoyou was still in Qianlong Valley.

A long time has passed since ancient times. After Nuwa created humans, the carriers of evil in the world became demon gods. In contrast, they were the ancient gods.

The gods sacrificed themselves to fight against the devil, and there were no more gods in the world.

The last daughter of the Gods lived in seclusion with the Demon God in the Demon Palace, and there is no more legend about them. Their descendant, the little Emperor Ji, also had the blood of gods and demons banned by her parents. Generations passed, let alone the gods.

Descendants of the dragon clan, all the immortal clans are now very different from the gods of the past. In the past, the demons overwhelmed the immortals, leaving the immortals with no spiritual energy to even practice. Now that the immortals are in power, the demon clan has no room to survive.

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There are no gods in the world, and there are no demons born with evil bones. There are very few monsters with the blood of divine dragons. Those who have survived to this day are cunning guys and not very easy to kill.

Yan Chaosheng put the spiritual fruit that only grew at night into his arms, and when he stepped into Ming Mountain again, Zhan Xueyang wiped his terrifyingly large ax under the moonlight.

Several quicksand people sat around him reluctantly. They also wanted to find Liu Shuang, but if they were seen by Yan Chaosheng, they would be dead.

"Jimo Shaoyou didn't come, what happened? What happened?" Zhan Xueyang saw him coming back and put away his ax and asked.

Yan Chaosheng briefly explained the situation to him.

Zhan Xueyang touched his chin: "I heard that the only one in Kunlun who can do anything now is Jimo Shaoyou. His father was extremely powerful when he was young. Later, Jimo Shaoyou's mother died and he gave birth to

The inner demons barely survived the calamity, and I haven’t seen anyone in these years.”

"Inner Demon?" This is the first time Yan Chaosheng has heard of this matter?

"Yes," Zhan Xueyang said with a smile, "otherwise Your Highness would think that I would know Jimo Shaoyou. Thousands of years ago, he came to me once with the Kunlun Realm Master, and I saved the realm master's life.

, but in fact the Jimo Realm Lord has been abolished. At that time, Jimo Shaoyou seemed not very big, just not much bigger than the little fairy inside, but he behaved very calmly, supporting Kunlun by himself, and hiding it from the outside world.

this matter?."

Zhan Xueyang recalled: "I thought that from then on, Kunlun would begin to decline, or be divided up by other fairyland. I have been looking forward to the spiritual veins matching, but I didn't expect that he would be able to support it until today.

Kunlun's spiritual veins are not enough, so Jimo Shaoyou uses his own spiritual power to transform into spiritual springs. Oh, his talent is this." Therefore, Kunlun's spiritual veins will not dry up as quickly as Kongsang.

, the spiritual spring can somewhat slow down the drying up of spiritual veins.

Zhan Xueyang thought of something and smiled meaningfully: "Your Highness, Jimo Shaoyou must have returned to Kunlun to stabilize the situation. He has never had his own interests in his heart. He will only live as the backbone of Kunlun. Even if he does not

Even if he wants to come back to save Chishui Liushuang and save Chishui Liushuang, let alone Chishui Liushuang, even if one day the Kunlun spiritual veins are completely exhausted and he is allowed to turn into spiritual veins for the disciples in the fairyland to absorb, he will not blink an eye.

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This young man took on the lifeblood of a fairyland too early. Unlike Feng Fuming, he has a deep family background and has been a Nintendo Lord for several generations. Unlike Liushuang, he has his father as his backing, and he only has himself.

, Kunlun is the only one with him.

Both of them knew that something big had happened in Kunlun and Jimo Shaoyou would not come back for the time being.

Yan Chaosheng lowered his eyes and listened, without showing too many expressions. After Zhan Xueyang finished speaking, Yan Chaosheng said calmly: "I will also leave tomorrow and go back to the Demon Palace."

Staying here for half a month was already the limit. He went out every night, not only to collect spiritual fruits, but also to communicate with Fu Heng who was far away in the Demon Palace.

A big event also happened on Fu Heng's side? During the process of snatching the Taichu Mirror, the general named Bai Zhuixu was forced into a desperate situation. He would rather die for the Taichu Mirror than let it fall into the hands of Fu Heng and the others.

Now that Bai Zhuixu's soul has merged into the Taichu Mirror, he is about to lose his soul, and the Taichu Mirror will also be destroyed. Yan Chaosheng must leave, he needs this mirror to protect his territory. What should he do fastest?

How about killing Bai Yuxiao's soul or refining him into a weapon spirit?

Fu Heng couldn't do any of this, he needed to do it.

Zhan Xueyang curled her lips and said: "How heartless, so? The cute little fairy didn't even save her, but left her in this poor place like mine."

Yan Chaosheng didn't say anything and went inside with the fruit in his arms.

After he left, Zhan Xueyang caught an amethyst quicksand man from a short distance away, took out its gem eyes, and put two sapphires on it.

He looked around: "Not bad, it looks a lot like that coquettish one."

The one who acted coquettishly and begged for a hug in front of Lu Shuang.

Yan Chaosheng came over and saw such a situation.

The room was filled with frost, and Liu Shuang was not in the room. Instead, she sat with her knees under a gemstone rock.

Her chin rested on her knees, and her eyes were covered by the silk gauze. Her face did not have the gentle smile that faced the "little quicksand man" during the day, she was in a daze. The gems were shining brightly, it was an icy blue, and the light was shining brightly.

Showed her four small areas of territory.

Now she can't use her magic power, nor can she practice. Since the seal was broken, she has never slept again. In such a night where she can't see or hear, the little quicksand people are gone, and she is the only one left.

, just? Sitting alone in a daze?

She drew a picture in her mind, which was once blue, and she created a blue fairyland with every plant and tree.

They are still so clear.

Night Demon Luo designed her to trick her into breaking the seal of Hui Ling's heart, but by some mistake, she could no longer be like in her memory, and her soul carried Hui Ling's heart to the world. With her ignorant imagination,

It took hundreds of years to create these creatures.

She understood that Canglan would not come back, and it would never be born in this life. This was the world that originally belonged to her, and Kongsang was the real one.

The blue for which she once shed tears was annihilated under the weak water. The blue creatures have no real souls and are all her scattered power. However, before she has awakened, they are still "young."

"At that time, these creatures were like relatives who loved and protected her, accompanying her as she took root, sprouted and grew up.

They have no soul, but they have intelligence. Liushuang can feel that every living being loves her very much.

Now, Canglan is destined to never be born again. Canglan will be missed in the world, and she is the only one left.

She didn't know she was crying.

Having lost her five senses, she shed tears quietly without making a sound. She even thought she was strong. She was just remembering and bidding farewell to the past, and was not too sad.

She couldn't feel the breeze blowing against her cheek, and naturally she didn't know about the big hand that gently landed on her head.

The price of becoming a fairy grass will make her heart soft and fragile.

She was thinking about Grandpa Shu and Sister Lotus who would never come back. Those memories were obviously happy. She also thought she was very happy, but her tears unknowingly soaked the silk gauze.

Is this the first time Yan Chaosheng saw her crying like this?

In his impression, Chishui Liushuang was arrogant at first sight, and later in Taichuan City, although she was also afraid, Bi Xun almost killed her, and she was still able to run away vigorously. Even under weak water, her immortal body was gone.

If it had been someone else, she would have been in agony. She didn't cry and sank quietly.

But at this moment, on a quiet and ordinary night, she was leaning against a glowing stone, tears streaming down her face silently. Coming up from the weak water, he had killed so many people, but he hadn't even pointed the butcher knife at her.

Why are you crying?

Yan Chaosheng squatted down slowly, wondering what happened to her. After a long time, he raised his hand and wiped away the crystal tears hanging on her cheeks.

Girl? Tears are still falling.

He had never seen anyone who could just keep crying, but she was unaware of it. All these tears entered Yan Chaosheng's palm, burning him into silence.

What's going on here?

She didn't know whether Jimo Shaoyou would not come back, or whether today was the last day. She was secretly counting the days when Jimo Shaoyou would return. Because there was no dragon blood, she guessed that Jimo Shaoyou didn't want her.

, so you are so sad??

Yan Chaosheng was silent for a long time, holding her face and patiently wiping away her tears.

She has no five senses, but her body is very fragile. The tip of her nose is red from crying, and her little face is also pink. He wipes it very lightly. Even he himself doesn't quite understand. He is in the period when his murderous desire is at its strongest. How can he be like this?

He held a girl's cheek and wiped her tears.

How long did she cry in silence, and he followed her as long as she cried? How long did she squat there?

When she finally stopped crying silently, he picked her up and took her back to the house. Her body was in the air, something was different? She came back to her senses, panicked for a moment, and struggled: "Who?"

Yan Chaosheng didn't speak, and she couldn't hear him even if he did. Liu Shuang vaguely guessed something and didn't move again. Instead, she turned her head to "look at him", with all kinds of possibilities filling her mind.

Yan Chaosheng put her down, and the spiritual power under his palm merged into her sea of ​​consciousness. He warmed the spiritual power and passed it through. This became the only warmth Liu Shuang felt these days. She had to admit that this spiritual power

It's so comfortable and gentle, as if all the sadness is slowly being healed.

She held his wrist and asked uncertainly: "Shaoyou, are you back?" The only person she knew who would be so gentle to her was Shaoyou.

Yan Chaosheng showed no expression. He opened her hand and continued to transfer the spiritual power. The spiritual power was so comfortable, as if he was soaking in a hot spring. She was now like a mortal. After not sleeping for so many days, her body had reached its limit.

Liu Shuang tried hard to stay awake, but finally fell asleep slowly, and this time her sleep was extremely sweet.

Yan Chaosheng spent some time with his spiritual energy. Without looking at her, he took back his hand and left her house.

In the middle of the night, Zhan Xueyang was preparing a seed that could bloom in Mishan Mountain. He was very focused on what he was doing. When he was disturbed by someone, he opened the door. Naturally, he was so angry that he said angrily: "Why?"

?Thing??Your Highness."

The person who came didn't say anything and gave him something.

Zhan Xueyang lowered his head and took a look, my dear, there's a big bucket of blood! It's full. If it were a mortal's blood, it would have been drained out long ago.

The fishy smell mixed in the air, exuding a strong demonic aura. Zhan Xueyang looked at Yan Chaosheng's slightly pale face and said in a strange tone: "Your blood?"

Yan Chao said coldly: "No, Jimo Shaoyou asked someone to bring back the blood of monsters and dragons."

Zhan Xueyang was speechless for a moment, and he was holding a large amount of demon blood in his hand. In the faint morning light, they had a faint silver color, which was almost imperceptible. It was enough to condense the dragon blood that Zhan Xueyang needed to make pills.

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Yan Chaosheng said calmly: "The Yuanshen has stabilized, I'm leaving."
Chapter completed!