Chu Zhiyin didn't want to say it too absolutely, and said ambiguously: "The matter between you and Lan Qiuyue must be solved by two people on their own."

Everyone will be happy if the solution is good, but if the solution is not good, then let’s talk about it.

Hearing her say this, Mao You's face calmed down a little, "Since that's the case, it's too late to be born. You are friends in July, so stay in the palace."

This is exactly what Chu Zhiyin meant, but he didn't expect that the situation would be so easy to develop.

The battle was against each other, and the tension did not appear. Everyone seemed to have some checks and balances, and they were unwilling to break it easily.

Chu Zhiyin and He Yao lived in Yuanzi not far from Lan Qiyue.

After resting for a night, it was dawn and Chu Zhiyin walked to the queen's bedroom openly and pushed open the vermilion door.

The sound of the 'crunch' rubbing of wood was like a sound of nature in her ears.

The soul-burning grass in the yard can now be enjoyed to the fullest, and the cultivation of the residual soul is just around the corner.

Chu Zhiyin lit the soul-burning grass without hesitation, and the hazy smoke surrounded her beautiful and lovely face, and the shadows seemed not very real.

A figure appeared at the door, tall and tall like a spruce, towering and unmoved by others. The cold and unruly face was looking at Chu Zhiyin, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Chu Zhiyin felt the refreshing and joy brought by the Soul Burning Grass, and the cool breath was sucked into the heart and lungs like water, and then gurgled to the limbs.

The morning light shone through the early fog, and wisps of them sprinkled on the two of them, with golden light wrapped around the outline, dazzling.

After sucking the three plants, the sunlight reflected on the face became warm. Chu Zhiyin ended the repair with a smile. He opened his eyes and was dazzling with the light. He covered it with his hands and looked at the door with his eyes empty.

"He Yao?" she shouted.

He Yao turned his head, leaned against the door post and stood up straight, showing a hearty smile, "Okay?"

His smile was a little dazzling, and his eyes were adjusted to the light and put down his palm, "Are you waiting for me at the door?"

He Yao said: "Yes, it's okay anyway."

Early in the morning, Maoyou sent someone to invite him to meet in the palace, but he refused. It was not that it was okay, but it was better to stay with Chu Zhiyin than to deal with these things.

Since Yu Shu's memory, he looked at Chu Zhiyin completely different from before. He had a face and the same tone, but he could always grasp the details of her movements.

For example, when you smile, your eyes are as bright as crescent moons, your lips will also be used as you frown. When you are angry, your eyes will be open unconsciously, and your eyes will be kept silent and staring at people will feel murderous.

He didn't know why he could find so many details now, but he thought that almost all the eyes in his memory were on her.

Yu Shuzhong likes her, he knows.

Then, who accepted Yu Shu's memory? If his mood changes, is it Yu Shu's emotions affecting him, or is it that he himself has this idea.

He Yao didn't know, but he was also a person who wanted to be as he wanted. He had plans to keep people by his side because of the pain of tearing his dantian before.

Then what I think in my heart now will not give up on this plan.

As for her marriage with An Yunqi, Chu Zhiyin told him in her memory that it was fake, and even if it was real, it didn't matter. An Yunqi had not practiced and lived for only a hundred years. He and Chu Zhiyin were both practitioners, and the years were long.

Chu Zhiyin walked out of Yuanzi, "I estimate that it will take about a month at this repair speed."

The length of time has no idea about He Yao. He said he knew it with a 'um'.

Chu Zhiyin looked at him, "If you have your own business, you can do it first."

Although He Yao already has Yu Shu’s memory, his temperament and aura still exudes He Yao’s feeling.

She felt a little complicated in her heart, thinking that he was both Yu Shu and not Yu Shu, but what she knew was that Yu Shu could not come back in the past.

Then her promise to Yu Shu is not necessary. After all, He Yao doesn't need her to teach anything. His cultivation path has cut off his ability to embark on the path of immortal cultivation.

The weak Yu Shu needs protection, but the powerful He Yao does not, so the bond between the master and the disciple will also disappear with that death.

But Yu Shu's soul is still there, and the fate of siblings will continue.

He Yao has never had anything to do. If he thinks of doing anything, the world will inevitably cause turmoil again.

"I'm fine. I was just trying to plan how to destroy Wuxian Valley, but I don't have to worry. I'll wait for them to recover for a few more years."

Her tone seemed to be as casual as explaining what to eat on a day. Chu Zhiyin was amazed, and she still had a good impression of Wuxian Valley.

A group of upright practitioners may one year when there will be people who will comprehend the path of cultivation, find the way to Yunze, and become colleagues of the practitioners.

This person is so arrogant that he will destroy it when he says it. He is so arrogant. Since ancient times, evil has not suppressed the righteous. She believes that He Yao's practice cannot eliminate the righteous method.

His current cultivation level does not mean that he will be ahead of his future.

Chu Zhiyin said in confusion: "As a cultivator, you shouldn't be looking for immortals and asking, why do you always think about fighting?"

"What are your grudges with Wuxian Valley? Why don't you let them go?"

She always wanted to ask this sentence, but the timing was wrong before, but now they have a relationship, so it is easier to ask for it.

He Yao did not shy away from his own ideas, "I don't like it. A group of hypocritical and arrogant warlocks looked down at everyone with a compassionate expression. What kind of chastity are they pretending to be saints in the secular world?"

Chu Zhiyin said: "That's it?"

The reasons are both simple and extreme, and the ideas are very generalized.

He Yao looked into the distance, and the always arrogant person became a little lonely for a moment, "They killed my master."

"Your master?"

Although He Yao is the witch master of the Southern Barbarians, his magical techniques are different from Daxuan. His spiritual power is black thick fog and strange tricks, which makes people mistakenly think that it is a means of foreign tribes.

But by understanding the fundamentals of his cultivation, you can find that the magic he used is the same as Daxuan, and may just go differently when he is branching.

Just like the tricks Chu Zhiyin used were also strange. Zhang Muyechu thought she used the magic of barbarians, but after careful understanding, she found that many principles were of the same origin and clan as Daxuan.

Chu Zhiyin could feel that the methods used by the Heart-digging Demon were actually a bit ahead of the current decent cultivators.

If she hadn't been knowledgeable, she would have thought it was a trick of foreigners.

In Tianze, the forbidden technique is also extended by cultivators based on the foundation of Tao when practicing. You can say that it is an evil path, not a right path, but the Tao system still belongs to the same theory.

So, He Yao’s master is a native of Daxuan?
Chapter completed!