Yin Shen Palace has returned to the helm of Yixinjiao, but his mood has been very unhappy. He is in a very low mood!

When he reported to Yan Nan that he had returned to the chief helm, he actually received a reprimand.

"You are still the leader of a subordinate religion for such mistakes! What a shame!"

Yinshen Palace was scolded for having no temper.

He also discovered it.

As long as he didn't bring the news about the Night Demon to the deputy leader, he would basically be scolded.

It's been several days since I came back.

Closing his eyes, An Ruoxing was still scolding in front of him: "Yin Shen Palace! You damn devil!"

"Why!"

Yinshen Palace has become a little sentimental.

Moreover, when drinking, he no longer asks Mu Linyuan and others to drink, and often drinks by himself.

It can be seen that the mood has been depressed to a certain extent.

I was drinking that day when Yan Nan suddenly sent me a message.

"I remember you said that Night Demon is practicing the Blood Smoke Sword now, right?"

"Yes, Vice-President."

"Well, there are not many people practicing Blood Smoke Hands in the church now, and there is not one in the top management. I have a complete Blood Smoke Hand secret book here. I will send someone to deliver it to you. You can give it to Night Demon."

"Thank you, Vice-Chief Master."

"Also, there is a layout of our sect in the Forest of All Spirits. After the war that year, there was a lot of fierce evil and bloody evil, so our sect set up an array there and cultivated some blood dragon ginseng; it was originally prepared for Sun Wutian.

Yes, but now Sun Wutian can’t use it, and others can’t use it either. I’ll have someone give you the secret land token, and you can also give it to Night Demon, and let him get the auxiliary Blood Smoke Hand and Hatred Heaven Sword to practice. That’s it.

Ben taught him some benefits.”

Yannan was in a mixed mood when he told the news.

Those things were cultivated by taking advantage of the situation. Sun Wutian died there, which was the opportunity of life and death. As long as Sun Wutian comes back to life, the blood dragon ginseng will be enough for a year, so Sun Wutian can take all of it, and then it will be matched with the divinity after resurrection.

Wuxiang Jade, in one fell swoop, pushed Hatantian Sword to its true peak.

In this way, a super master appeared in the sect, who could even reach an absolute height above Duan Xiyang, approaching the level of the chief leader!

Yannan has been setting up this game for five thousand years!

I never dreamed that Sun Wutian would be completely destroyed as soon as he came out. I can’t even complain!

But now that Night Demon appeared, Yan Nan had another thought: because Night Demon's qualifications are much better than Sun Wutian!

Moreover, even if the Night Demon does not have the Divine Phaseless Jade, it is certain that he will surpass Sun Wutian in two or three thousand years with such targeted cultivation!

"It can only be regarded as a mistake. How else should we fix it? That thing is really not useful to others. It is just suitable for Sun Wutian's Hattian Sword."

Yan Nan thought helplessly in his heart.

"I thought five thousand years would be enough, but it turned out that I had to wait at least two thousand years..." Yan Nan felt angry but couldn't let go.

"Yes, thank you, Deputy Chief Master." The Yin Shen Palace was overjoyed. The Night Demon has come for another benefit!

This really excites me more than giving me benefits!

"Go ahead."

Yin Shen Palace waited for three full days before the headquarters messenger arrived.

After getting the things, Yinshen Palace didn't even look at them, but gave them to Mu Linyuan directly: "You go and give these things to Night Demon, and then let him act according to his own situation and get the benefits."

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"Yes, leader. You... also need to take care of yourself and don't be overly troubled by the past."

Mulinyuan was a little worried and said: "It's been so many years... If you should let it go, just let it go. Besides... I am a guardian."

Yinshen Palace smiled coldly and waved his hand: "Go."

At night, he sat on the top of Yixinjiao Mountain and looked at the stars in the sky.

What echoed in my mind was Mu Linyuan's words: I am the guardian!

"Yes, even if she is not dead, there is no chance...but who let her die?"

Yinshen Palace murmured to himself.

"High mountains cannot block the crossing of white clouds, and the vast sea cannot be measured by one's heart. In those days, the journey of life and death was far away, and I have been wandering and hesitating until now."

"That section of the road... until now, I am still walking back and forth alone. There is no starting point and no end. The whole journey is three hundred and seventy miles, from the time you save me to the time you die."

“I can’t get out, it’s impossible to get out, I’m even less willing to get out.”

"It turns out that after becoming a demon... you still still have these emotions, Yin Shen Palace, after all these years, your life has been in vain."

But no matter what, with Master Yin in such a state, I am afraid he will not be able to get out of this state of mind and emotion in a short period of time...

Mulinyuan left the main helm that night.

He was alone, his target was much smaller, and he didn't show much publicity. He changed his disguise, changed his body shape, face, and bones, and went out in a grand manner, heading all the way to Baixiangzhou.

…

After struggling until night, Fang Che walked out of the bedroom refreshed, wearing loose pajamas, and cooked by himself.

A little hungry.

Not only was he not being served today, but he had to cook and serve Ye Meng himself. Captain Fang felt that he was really a good man who loved his wife.

Moreover, when he brought the porridge into the room, Ye Meng scolded him sadly and angrily.

"Animals!"

Animals are animals.

Fang Che didn't feel dissatisfied at all, but felt complacent.

Take the knife and go to the yard to start meditating.

Then once again, the bloody evil spirit and the fierce evil spirit began to fuse.

Race against time.

Suddenly a voice came into my ears: "You started playing with women right after you left seclusion, and you spent three hours playing with them? You loser! You can still pursue something?!"

Damn!

Fang Che almost jumped out of his wits.

Sun Wutian’s voice!

Why is he here!? The key question is...when did he come? Did you notice the blood evil aura? Did you recognize him?

This node is simply too small! I was digesting your evil spirit, and you appeared!!

He jumped up in a hurry and murmured: "Ancestor... Ancestor?"

Sun Wutian hated the iron and cursed: "Can't you hear my voice? What are you afraid of when I come? Can I still eat you! Look at your frizzy look, have you taken time out of a woman's belly?"

Fang Che was in shock and slowly came back to his senses. He grinned and was about to speak.

"Are you stupid? Who are you talking to now? I am still far away from you! You want to talk to me now? Where is your brain!?"

Fang Che quickly shut up and kept a look of fear on his face. He looked around and looked up: "..."

"Look at it!?"

Sun Wutian scolded: "Calm down me!"

"..."

Fang Che had no choice but to lower his head with a calm face, then raised his head, holding the knife, pretending to be practicing calmly.

"Look at your stiff posture, like a zombie that has been buried on the ground for three thousand years! What a look!"

Sun Wutian's curses continued.

A barrage of shots.

Fang Che was scolded and scolded, and he was almost numb from the scolding.

Neither standing nor sitting.

Everyone is stupid.

So Sun Wutian's curses were like a torrential river, coming crazily.

"Are you stupid? Why are you so stupid? Why do you think your master likes someone like you when you are like this!"

"Why are you sticking your neck out?! Are you a goose?"

"Calm down!"

"You are so frizzy and unstable, why are you still undercover?"
To be continued...