On a lonely cold night under the cold moon, three people formed opposite shadows.
The scene two years ago seemed to be reversed. I remember that when Ye Xiaochuan was injured, Yun Qiyou was responsible for the food and daily life along the way from Tianshan Mountain to Xumi Mountain. After Ye Xiaochuan's injury recovered a little, he did not take any action.
The old god next to you is giving the highest command.
Tonight was different. Ye Xiaochuan sat Yun Qiyou on a rock and piled a pile of rotten wood. He kicked Wangcai next to the wood and asked him to light a fire. As long as it was food, Wangcai was very active.
Opening his mouth, a fireball spit out, and the flames lit up the entire Siguo Cliff.
Ye Xiaochuan started with the two fat rabbits. He quickly washed them clean, propped them up with twigs, skillfully applied spices on them, and then used his hands to bake them while flying up and down on the flames.
While roasting the rabbit, he kept talking to Yun Qiyou. He had been holding it in for too long, and he was almost bored to death. Today, he finally caught a living person. If he didn't say that the sea would be shattered and the earth would be shattered, wouldn't he?
I plan to let Yun Qiyou go.
Yun Qiyou sat aside and listened silently, rarely speaking. She liked to listen to Ye Xiaochuan's rambling talk. He could talk about all kinds of weird things all over the world, but none of them seemed to be true.
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After listening for a while, Yun Qiyou said, "How have you been at Xuan Ying's house these two years?"
The voice was very soft and slow, but it seemed that he mustered up the courage to ask.
Ye Xiaochuan did not hear the complicated emotions in Yun Qiyou's tone, and said carelessly: "Of course it's not good. You left me there to suffer alone, and then you ran back to Cangyun to enjoy your happiness. You know what I have done in the past two years
How did you survive under Xuan Ying's clutches?"
Yun Qiyou's willow eyebrows were slightly raised. She didn't think Xuan Ying would abuse Ye Xiaochuan. After all, Xuan Ying healed Ye Xiaochuan's injuries, so there was no reason to torture Ye Xiaochuan.
She said: "Don't lie. Didn't Xuan Ying reshape your meridians? Why do you still say that she is not good to you?"
Ye Xiaochuan curled his lips and said: "The reshaping of the meridians in my body has nothing to do with her. Her only contribution to me in the past two years is to wake me up from the ice jade bed with a basin of cold water every day. I have to give it to her every day."
When the food tastes a little unsatisfactory, she slaps me on the back of my head. If you touch the back of my head, there will be a big bulge. This is all caused by her slaps."
He really took Yun Qiyou's hand and touched the back of his head a few times. Yun Qiyou really felt that the back of Ye Xiaochuan's head was slightly raised.
Of course, Yun Qiyou wouldn't believe that this was the result of being beaten by Xuan Ying. This was probably the guy who people often say has a bone on his head.
Ye Xiaochuan talked about how sad Xuan Ying was, and he started to talk about his miserable life under Xuan Ying in the past two years. When he talked about the sadness, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
To sum it up in one word, miserable.
Human feelings are the most mysterious thing in the world. You can fall in love with someone in an instant for no reason, or you can hate someone for hundreds of years. Xuan Ying doesn't understand emotions. Before she dug her heart out to practice necromancy, she was a loyal person.
Immortal cultivators are more loyal than Yun Qiyou before, so Xuan Ying is a sad existence. Even though he has endless life, he has never experienced the ups and downs of human emotions.
It was precisely for this reason that she began to learn how to lie, learn how to deceive others, learn to pour a basin of cold water on Ye Xiaochuan, and learn everything that might be related to human emotions.
When Ye Xiaochuan was telling his tragic experience, Xuan Ying was actually in the valley not far from them.
Under the ancient sacred tree, Xuan Ying raised her neck and looked at the towering tree. Of course she knew the existence of this tree, and she also knew that the name of this tree was called Chun a long time ago. There was one in the dead marsh in the southwest, and in the black forest in the north.
There is also one tree, and there is actually one tree at the ends of the earth in the South China Sea. The largest one is the one in Dead Lake, which is ten thousand feet high, has existed for more than a million years, and is even more majestic than a mountain.
As for the big chun tree in front of me, it is only a thousand feet tall and a small sapling.
The hundreds of gray-haired monkeys around them stopped shouting and were lying on the ground without raising their heads. The stinky monkey that Ye Xiaochuan regarded as shameless no longer held up its blood soul flag to show off its power, and was lying on the ground shivering.
On the snow, I dare not move at all.
Suddenly, a huge shadow suddenly fell from the ancient sacred tree and hit Xuan Ying hard.
Xuan Ying didn't make any move, and her body disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already in mid-air. In front of her was a giant ape with white hair, more than ten feet tall, with fierce eyes, and eight huge arms.
It has the power to move mountains and reclaim seas.
"Xiao Tu, I haven't seen you for many years. You don't recognize me?"
Xuan Ying's tone was very calm, as if he was talking to an old friend, but the eight-armed ape roared angrily, and slammed a thick giant arm at Xuan Ying, who was hanging in front of him.
Xuan Ying didn't dodge this time. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched out with the same punch.
The giant arm and the small fist were like the gap between Xumi and mustard seeds. With a loud bang, Xiaotu's huge body took seven or eight steps back. Xuanying also felt uncomfortable, and his body was directly hit by Xiaotu.
His punch sent him flying at least a dozen feet before he regained his balance.
Xuan Ying said calmly: "As expected of an eight-armed spiritual ape, his strength is really fierce. The giant monsters left in the world today that can defeat you are the black water black snake, the candle dragon, and the northern beast that swallows the sky.
, there are only a few Deep Sea Demonic Dragons, I’m afraid your old friend the nine-tailed fox demon Xiaofu is no match for you.”
Xiaotu beat his chest with his eight huge arms and roared incessantly.
Xuan Ying could understand its meaning and said: "I have no other intention of coming here. I just miss my old friends, so I came here to see you. You know, I don't have many friends."
Xiaotu's irritable mood gradually calmed down. After a while, his huge body shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into the white-haired old monkey again.
The friend Xuan Ying mentioned is naturally not referring to the monkey Xiao Tu. Even if Xiao Tu is an eight-armed ape, he is still not worthy of being friends with Xuan Ying. Xuan Ying from Cangyun Mountain will come to accompany her every few hundred years.
Old friend, I always stay here for a while.
Xiao Tu dismissed the group of gray-haired monkeys around him, and climbed up to the ancient sacred tree with Xuan Ying. Strangely, he did not lead Xuan Ying to the tree hole, but continued to climb up.
Finally, one person and one monkey stopped on a tree trunk about five to six hundred feet above the ground.
At this height, the trunk of the ancient sacred tree is still terrifyingly thick, as if this thing is not a tree, but a mountain. I really don't know how majestic the ancient sacred tree that has grown for millions of years in the dead swamp will be.
The tree trunk was covered with green vines, which were densely packed. Xiaotu stretched out his hand and pulled apart a piece of vine, revealing a tree hole. The entrance of the tree hole was much smaller than the tree hole where Xiaotu lived below, but the area inside was
Not small.
Xuanying glanced at Xiaotu, nodded, and said, "Thank you very much."
After saying that, she stooped and walked into the tree hole.
