Looking at the duckweed on earth, life is endless, Chu Zhiyin suddenly felt that he was just a speck of dust among all living beings.

Is it the end or another beginning to become a god? What can she do after reaching this goal, what can she change, or will she practice endlessly?

Chu Zhiyin seemed to have somehow not understood the meaning of her hard work. In the final analysis, what did she want?

The more I think about it, the heavier my head will become, and I will fall asleep in a short while.

This sensation was unexpectedly stable, and except for a little pain in my neck, I didn't have a trace of dreams.

She woke up automatically, what position she was before going to bed, what position she was waking up or what position she was.

It was dawn outside, and after Chu Zhiyin washed up, he went to ask everyone to get up after nothing happened.

When everyone was cleaned up, the rising sun had already hanged from the mountain, emitting dazzling morning light.

Shows the glory of spreading the earth.

An Yunqi's troops surrounded the valley last night. The spy reported any movement every two hours, and he almost didn't sleep all night.

The strong force and the leader with rich combat experience supervised all night without any movement.

No one comes in or out, no one is out.

After all, he is not an ordinary person. He must know that so many people are arranged around him. If he wants to escape, no one else will notice it.

So what will happen today is whether it is a hard battle or a waste, no one knows now.

They were ready to go to the valley, and Chu Zhiyin thought to himself when he was about to get off.

I am not as good as the heart-digging demon, and other people's appearance is either an illusion or a cover of the sky and the moon. A cloud of irritation makes the black fog sweep across everyone.

And she also had to ride a horse honestly and go to the cave to find someone to fight.

This comparison makes her look very inferior.

After all, she is also a big shot among immortal cultivators, without any temperament.

Unfortunately, now is not the time to complain to her. Now I can only seek the safest and least spiritual power to solve the problem of the heart-drawing demon.

Chu Zhiyin felt that her life was hard and tired, and she got nothing.

It doesn't fit her previous style of behavior, so I can only say that I must not agree to others casually in the future.

Whether you can do it or not is making things difficult for yourself.

Several people were very familiar with the valley, and when they arrived, they consciously tied their horses to walk from the small path to the cave.

When I entered, the tea I drank yesterday had been cleaned up, and the regular appearance was the same as before, as if they had not been yesterday.

Chu Zhiyin used the amplification technique, "Will you come out when the date of appointment come?

The sound rippled in the cave for a while, and when it stopped, the wall made a rustling sound.

It was yesterday's secret room.

The wall opened, and Seoni walked out with a candlestick.

The candlelight was printed with a fair and rosy face, and the dim color added a hint of hazy feeling. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but there was no smile in her eyes.

At first glance, it looked like a delicate dummy, with the corner of his mouth being pulled up by someone.

"It's so rude to even make a guest come today, even Seon Niang can't bring out anything to entertain you."

Seon Niang was completely gone from the gentle and politeness he had yesterday. What she said today was polite words, but what she showed in her eyes was not the same.

It seems that yesterday I really pretended to be weak and ignorant, hoping to arouse everyone's pity.

I won’t pretend today. Are you having any other evil thoughts?

Chu Zhiyin said bluntly: "The heart-drawing demon is not the most precious wife. Why did you make you stand out again and again? Did you suffer serious injuries and die somewhere?"

She has never spoken out to people she doesn't like, especially those who have many tricks.

"Xuanlang naturally loves me the most. Unlike someone's husband who can only hide behind him when fighting." Sei Niang glanced at An Yunqi's body.

What she said was nothing more than that night, when she fought with the Heart-drawing Demon, but Chu Zhiyin could only stand by and watch.

It is shameless to have magicians who have magic and judge the level of ordinary people.

Chu Zhiyin said: "It's not that I haven't returned all night and I'm worried that I can't find the heart-drawing demon. How can I understand what happened that night now?"

Since the moment she came out, she had no intention of disguising herself, and she had already been in a state of tearing her face.

"So what? You can't catch Xuan that night. Today you come to our territory. Do you think you will win."

Her eyes were like a fox that made her smile, and she was full of pride.

"The girl's face is very satisfied," she stared at Chu Zhiyin and stretched out her fingers to draw in the air.

"It's a bit similar, Xuanlang doesn't feel awkward to look at it. This little face is so tender, it's so good."

The eyes of Sei Niang were filled with joy, and she looked like something in her pocket.

Chu Zhiyin looked at her greedy appearance, and understood that the heart-drawing demon and this woman were birds of a feather.

Wherever there is any obstacle or guilt, it is obviously a peaceful enjoyment.

Sure enough, I couldn't believe a word yesterday.

Of course, Zhang Muye was the one who was hit hardest. He almost got her words yesterday, although there was the effect of tea behind him.

But he had a very good first impression of Seon Niang, as if he was forced to survive by his husband.

As a result, he was not good enough to see through her true face.

I don’t think about how I would be willing to stay there if I am not a practitioner in such a place where the light of heaven is gone.

There must be something that cannot be abandoned.

Life and beauty are all valued by the woman in front of you.

Seon Niang noticed his gaze and smiled sweetly, "Thank you yesterday for speaking up for justice and understanding the pain in Seon Niang's heart."

After hearing this, Zhang Muye felt disgusting as if she had eaten a fly. She even despised herself yesterday. She did not distinguish between right and wrong, nor was she warned of the environment, so she was told by her.

Chu Zhiyin didn't want to talk too much, "Where is the heart-digging demon?"

Seoniang's eyes fell on Chu Zhiyin's body, and she covered her mouth and laughed twice.

"Girl, don't just want to see other men in front of your husband."

After saying that, he looked at An Yunqi with a cold expression.

"The girl's husband and my Xuanlang are really incompatible, both of them are of extraordinary character."

Chu Zhiyin didn't hear this sentence very well.

"Do you have any eye problems?" Chu Zhiyin said.

Sei Niang looked at her in confusion.

"An Yunqi is clearly fresh and handsome, and elegant. Your Xuan Lang's heart is extremely stinky, and his whole face is ugly and disgusting."

"It's also worth comparing with An Yunqi?"

In the past, I praised Xuan Lang's unique temperament, but now I look at the beast in human skin, which is disgusting to pretend.

The disguised smile dissipated, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"A woman is too good at speaking, but she will suffer a loss. If her own man is not good, no one can protect her."

Chu Zhiyin sneered, "Your powerful people don't need anyone to protect you. Instead, you hide under the protection of a man and use people like dogs. Your husband is seriously injured. Do you know?"

Chu Zhiyin saw her arrogant look, and they all hit her lair. Doesn’t she understand what was going on?

I'm afraid that the heart-drawing demon wouldn't dare tell her everything.
Chapter completed!