Any artifact that can cut mountains and seas will become powerless when it encounters a ball of soft cotton, just like a child's playful behavior, which in the eyes of adults is just a laugh.

Xiu Yuan had never been so offended by anyone in his life. He originally had some appreciation for this young female god, but if he was so arrogant, he would really be unlovable. As for the reason behind it, he didn't bother to investigate.

"I promised to make you feel at ease, but I never said that I would tolerate you humiliating my princess." He spread his hands, "This is a seven-life thorn stained with the juice of the Manjushuahua flower. Nanshuang Killing Flower can't solve it, and Yayoi can't solve it either."

No."

Manzhushahua was born on the road to the other side. She saw all the sorrows and sorrows of the people who passed away, and she developed emotional poison. However, Manzhushahua, who returned to the ruins, grew up on the Huozhao Cliff. What was holding the bottom of the Huozhao Cliff? She didn't know what she was like before.

But it’s clearer than anyone else.

"Don't you think the resentment of hundreds of thousands of ancient fighting souls is overused by Demon Lord?" Zhi Ying glanced at the seven-life thorn in his palm, with no unnecessary expression on his face.

Xiu Yuan frowned: "How did you know?"

Except for the word of mouth passed down by the Demon Lords of the past generations, no one else could know this secret. He had only told Luo Xia and Ji Li. How could this little girl know?

Weaver Ying didn't answer. His divine power rolled over the Seven Life Thorns and he held it with his left hand.

The seven-life thorn immediately pierced the soft palm, but no blood could be seen flowing out of the wound - all of it had been taken advantage of by the resentment of the ancient war spirit.

Xiu Yuan's eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

There is no doubt that all creatures in this world cherish their lives, but she unexpectedly snatched away the Seven Life Thorns with extraordinary efficiency, especially when she knew clearly what was on the Seven Life Thorns, yet she did not hesitate to hurt herself.

Ignorant? Fearless? Or something else?

He really couldn't understand the woman in front of him.

Zhi Ying didn't have the energy to care about what he was thinking, so she temporarily used her divine power to confine her resentment in her palms, so that she could go back and try to force the resentment out of her body.

After doing this, she said to Xiu Yuan, who had a solemn expression: "In taking care of Siyun Palace these days, Qing Yun knows how difficult it is for the leader of a clan, and the leader of a realm is even worse. The Demon Lord can withstand it."

Under the pressure of the Night Clan, he resurrected the princess, so he naturally couldn't bear to see the princess suffer any injustice.

"Qing Yun can understand the Demon Lord's fatherly heart, but by accepting the Seven Life Thorns now, he does not admit that the edict he issued was wrong, but he just doesn't want Sijin to have an excuse to bother the Demon Lord.

"Everything in the past has followed the edict and returned to dust. Sijin is no longer a member of the Yun clan. In the future, no matter how coquettish or willful, she must not make the same mistakes again. There is only one Guichen, and she has only one herself. In the past,

After that, there will be no one to rely on for rebirth. I hope she will take more care of her."

The long paragraph was spoken in an old-fashioned way, as if he had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, seen all the vicissitudes of life and the misery of the world, and was about to die.

Xiu Yuan wanted to laugh at her young self-confidence, but the slight frown between her eyebrows and the slightly pursed corners of her mouth all expressed her solemnity, and the smile could no longer overflow.

Zhiying moved her eyes to the sea, as if looking through the deep blue water to somewhere on the bottom of the sea. A few bubbles unexpectedly popped up on the sea surface ruffled by the wind. She couldn't help but smile, and then looked back at Xiuyuan: "Demon Lord,

Take care of yourself too."

The fingertips passed by, and the light that broke the boundary was already revealed, and the eyes were filled with pure white.

Falling back to the observation deck, Zhiying couldn't help but cough up crimson blood. He felt weak and was about to fall. Someone supported his arms. He sat down in the pavilion and adjusted his breathing to recover. As soon as he turned his eyes, he heard something.

Yayoi said: "I can't cure the poison of ancient war soul resentment."

She gave Yayoi a reassuring look, then lowered her eyes and stared at the seven-life thorn that penetrated her palm: "I know, I can solve it, it's just a little troublesome."

If not, she would not have accepted the Seven-Life Thorn at this time and allowed the resentment of the ancient war soul to invade her body. Taking the Seven-Life Thorn would be a good way to eliminate Xiu Yuan's dissatisfaction. At least he would no longer be angry with her because of seemingly

Jin came to trouble her.

Yayoi looked at her for a moment, as if he wanted to hear what she had to say.

Zhi Ying couldn't help laughing when he saw her look like "I'll keep staring at you if you don't say anything", so he told her the antidote method: "This method is easy to say and difficult to say. It is to find a way to tolerate it."

The container of the resentment of the ancient war soul will seal it, and then slowly draw it."

"Yayyoi scales." Yayoi said without hesitation.

Weaver Shadow disagreed: "After the last catastrophe, Yayoi's scales have been cracked and are not suitable for use as a sealing device."

While thinking hard, she remembered the hairpin.

As the supreme being of the God Clan, Emperor Donghua couldn't have given him just an ordinary ornament. Now he looked at the hairpin again. He didn't see anything close to it, but when he looked at it from a distance, he had some impressions. It seemed like it was in a book somewhere.

I've seen it in ancient books.

Before he could think of the name, Yayoi said: "This is the Sky-Slaying Spear."

"Along with the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd, it is one of the five divine weapons forged by the Lord of War, the Sky-Slaying Spear?" Zhi Ying couldn't help but look stunned, recalling the tangled look on Emperor Donghua's face as he stared at the mooncake and couldn't put it down.

, couldn't help but murmur with laughter, "This box of mooncakes is worth it. Then use it!"

Yayoi nodded.

It's the middle of the ugly season. If you don't take out the thorns and pull out the poison, you will be troubled by many things tomorrow morning, and it will be difficult to do anything.

On the second day, it was the usual routine. Except for Si Zhi, who had gone to be punished and reflect on his mistakes, everyone else had arrived.

With the cloud seal in hand, it was naturally Zhi Ying who personally assigned the duties. After watching for many years, she was already very comfortable with these tasks. After a quarter of an hour, the assignments were completed. Suddenly, with a movement of her eyebrows, she asked Qu Mi to continue to supervise the duty, and took away Ying with a flick of her sleeves.

Bu Zhezi turned back to the Shadow Hall.

After sending Xian'e Immortal Shi to divide the pieces, she came to the observation deck alone, where the fluctuations that had just appeared within the scope of her consciousness were found.

But now, there is no vision except...

She walked to the pavilion, where the box she had given away the day before was quietly placed on the stone table.

No, it wasn't just the box that was sent back.

The cloud energy gathered in her palm, she pressed one hand on the top surface of the box with lotus carvings, and a sword energy came out of her palm without any lethality, condensing into one word——

allow.

The clumsy hidden sword energy that is drawn but not released, the unparalleled momentum between the words.

It's obvious who means it.

He said this word to Gu Meng on the battlefield, and she only laughed at Gu Meng in her heart. Today he also gave this word to her. It was cold, domineering and strong, which was indeed not very pleasant.

Suddenly, her mind changed, and she opened the sword box. Inside, there was still Cangsha, Qiu Shui Hidden Edge, but it only lacked a certain agility. It was not as good as when she first got the sword.

I have decided not to use the sword again in this life, so what's the use of returning it to her? Is it gathering dust?

When she turned her gaze, she saw a page of snow-gold paper pressed under the sword, so she took it out and looked at it.

There is no more or less on the snow-gold paper, with two lines and eight characters: Master gave me a sword, and I have nothing to return it.

After being suppressed by the word "teacher", she couldn't pay it back, but what kind of master and apprentice were they? There was no meeting, no skills taught, and no relationship between master and apprentice. Everything was done passively in his planning.

Anyway, isn't she also thinking about the faster cultivation method of the God of War? If you and I agree, then it's even.

Closing the lid, Zhiying sighed silently, and then took the sword box and walked to the main palace bedroom. The barrier sensed the master's aura and automatically faded away, and she calmly stepped inside.

All the furnishings are still as they were when the Foundry Department ordered it to be built, dull and dull, without any interest.

Luo Xia rarely stayed here after becoming the main god, so she did not deliberately change anything. It was only used to place gifts that should not be thrown into the warehouse casually. After her death, Si Zhi, who took over the cloud seal, did not move in again.

.

Now she still throws things in there.

After looking for an empty note, she put down the sword box and put a curse seal on it. She was about to turn around and leave, her eyes lingering somewhere on the treasure shelf.

Stopping in front of the Duobao shelf, Zhiying reached out and picked up a white coral box that was about a foot long and three fingers wide.

Today, she still doesn't like the porcelain white and elegant color.

As expected, lying inside was the Liuyun Fusang wooden hairpin that Luo Xia received when she entered Siyun Palace.

"Tun is about to come out of the east, and the hibiscus shines on my threshold. I caress my horse and drive safely, and the night is clear. I ride on the dragon and ride on the thunder, and carry the cloud and flag. I am about to go up, and my heart is low.
Chapter completed!