Qianye stretched out his bloody right hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "I have no cultivation now. If the blood dries up, I will die."

"ah?"

Only then did Ye Junyi react and hurriedly bandaged his wounds, feeling distressed and blaming herself.

"Your Majesty, it's all my fault..."

"Of course it's your fault."

Qianye pretended to be displeased and said, "So, you have to compensate me."

"Compensation for what?"

"Smile?"

"..."

Ye Junyi was startled for a moment, and suddenly hugged him tightly, never wanting to be apart for a moment again.

"Don't worry."

Qianye hugged her gently and walked out of the palace, "From now on, no one can bully you or hurt you when I am here."

"Really?"

"certainly."

Qianye smiled gently, his eyes as deep as the starry sky, and the starry sky was full of Ye Junyi's shadow.

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"because."

"This is my promise to you."

The two of them drifted apart.

The conversation volume also became quieter and quieter.

"Your Majesty..."

"Calling names."

"Qianye, what should we do now?"

"Look for Gu Han."

Outside the palace, Qianye looked into the distance and said quietly, "This matter is not over yet."

He was a little uneasy.

Demon Ancestor.

Floating guest.

As a strong man on the same level as Ghost Ancestor, how could he let it go so easily after he had been calculating it carefully for so long?

…

In the devil's abyss.

Seeing Gu Han and others in front of him fall into deep sleep one by one, Fu Shengke neither stopped nor spoke, and stood still, as if sensing something.

The eyes are floating up and down.

It means that all the energy is still empty and returns to the original chaos.

After a while.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly looked at an unknown place and said with a smile, "I found you!"

The voice fell.

The figure disappeared instantly.

…

Big dream world.

Behind the Taoist temple, next to the tomb, the old Taoist stroked the tombstone, his expression became unusually serious, and his eyes were full of solemnity and solemnity.

"hope."

"It will go smoothly this time..."

The words are not finished yet.

Amidst the whirling of dead leaves, a figure slowly walked over from not far away.

Wearing green clothes.

Ordinary appearance.

It's Fushengke!

"It's not easy."

Glancing at Lao Dao's grave, he sighed, "This time, I finally found your tortoise shell."

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you here for me?"

"For him and for you."

Fu Shengke smiled and said, "Otherwise, you think I have time to talk so much nonsense to that boy?"

"Are you cheating on me?"

"According to Han Han's words."
Chapter completed!