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Everything was silent, and the sound of the waterfall outside gradually became quieter. Yu Yao sat cross-legged on the couch. After half a night of practice, she opened her eyes and sighed secretly.
After all, among the Six Realms, strength is still the most respected.
Previously, she had slacked off a lot during her cultivation, but after this incident, she has become a bit more enlightened, and she wanted to change the status quo, but there was no way.
Since she was born, she has been wounded on her body.
It took her thousands of years or even ten thousand years to achieve the effect that others could achieve by practicing for a hundred years. The spiritual power of this body was accumulated with countless treasures and elixir.
However, whenever she encounters a slightly stronger opponent, her half-level level is still useless.
This is fatal.
She can't always rely on her friends for support.
It's okay once, twice, and after three or four times, she can't make it by herself.
Just like this time, several people who are usually too busy to touch the ground all lived in Penglai. Although You Yan said that there were other reasons, it is undeniable that most of them were because of her.
Worry about people.
Yu Yao went through the events that happened one after another during this period in her mind again, and felt that it really corresponded to the hexagram of Fusang's general chaos.
First, she had an accident, Gu Yunxi was born, then it was the assertion that the gods would fall within a hundred years, and then the God of Wealth would respond to the thunder disaster. So many things fell on her head within a few days, making her dizzy and confused. .
The most urgent thing is to wait until March. After Cang Yu brought Yun Ye to Penglai, he asked him about the method he knew to remove the effect of the Life and Death Pill.
If it is one of the two known to them.
Then there is no other way, it's time to make a choice.
Only by removing the penis first, can she be free to think about other things.
Otherwise everything is null.
Yu Yao stretched out her hand and pressed the center of her eyebrows, feeling the stagnant spiritual power in her body, and there was no direction for a while, she couldn't help but howled, blindfolded with her hands, and collapsed on the soft quilt woven by clouds.
Immortals don't need to sleep at all.
But Yu Yao couldn't improve her spiritual power, so naturally there was no need to pretend to meditate all night. After going back and forth for a long time, she learned the habits of the world and developed a habit of getting up early and going to bed early.
When her eyelids began to fight, Yu Yao thought, she must get up early tomorrow.
Go to the back mountain to catch fish.
To repay the emperor Kunpeng who does not remember the villains.
In the dream, in the blue and oppressive deep sea, the huge waves churned up thousands of layers, rolling out vortices with tremendous force, and the irresistible suction swept in, and Yu Yao sank uncontrollably.
After an unknown amount of time, her feet finally touched the bottom.
Opening his eyes, he saw an ancient bronze gate standing in front of him. The two rusted copper rings were engraved with some obscure patterns, which looked vaguely familiar, and the bronze gate was like a pinnacle on the bottom of the sea. , as far as the eye can see, there is no end in sight.
The moment the door opened, there was a teeth-piercing creaking sound that swept over with a long-lasting sense of weight. The next moment, Yu Yao was half-bent under the pressure of the sudden heavy pressure, and groaned twice in pain. Not long after, Sweat dripped from his forehead.
Fortunately, this coercion comes and goes quickly. Yu Yao suffered a lot, and she didn't want to be a cat killed by curiosity. It's her nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Unexpectedly, after taking two steps, his body whirled in a circle and flew straight towards the bronze door.
Behind the giant gate, there is another world. Wherever Yu Yao looked, it was the whirling leaves soaked with frost on the towering god tree. Each leaf was a world. Hanging on the branches were all living beings, pain, darkness, and Hostility that has nowhere to rest.
Yu Yao is extremely sensitive to these negative emotions.
After floating for a while, she saw Gu Yunxi under the tree.
Then she turned around again, and stopped firmly in front of Gu Yunxi
The latter was leaning on the tree trunk without opening his eyes. Instead, he changed into another piece of clothes. On the distant and indifferent ink color, dark red complex patterns were outlined, and his long flowing hair was loosely bound by a dark red ribbon. The little mole at the corner of her eye was so red that it was almost bleeding.
The weird, unharmonious feeling in Yu Yao's heart surged up again.
Even more intense than during the day.
Yu Yao was born 70,000 years ago, and has been with Gu Yunxi for 55,000 years.
In other words, no matter how moody Gu Yun's personality is,Yes, the next moment, more severe pain rushed towards her like a landslide and tsunami.
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Yao slumped under the tree without moving. At this moment, the blood on her wrist had stopped, and the pain had subsided. She moved her fingers and asked again: "Can we talk now? what happened?"
"It's just a fallen devil." Gu Yunxi's pale fingertips were covered with a blood lotus, his face was filled with some kind of restrained displeasure, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Some accidents happened, there is no major problem."
How easy it is to say this, it's like simply stating that the weather is good today.
When Yu Yao first heard the earth-shattering news, she lost all thoughts, and only the words "fallen devil" remained in her mind. She swallowed her saliva, and said in shock: "What happened? Didn't you just wake up? Why did you wake up?" Fallen?"
Her questions came one after another. Gu Yunxi suspected that she was talking too much, so she pretended not to hear her. After a long while, Yu Yao calmed down, and he said calmly: "The Kunpeng clan's secret technique has gone wrong, and they practiced carelessly. fallout fallout."
Gu Yun's analysis of fallen demons, when the news spreads, no matter who is in the six realms, everyone will listen and laugh.
The matter of falling into the devil will not happen to the ancient gods.
Only some little immortals with unstable cultivation bases can't control their inner demons, desires/thoughts cause trouble, and are influenced by negative emotions, so their temperaments change drastically, neither immortals nor demons, and do many incredible and absurd things.
Whether it's cultivation or state of mind, Gu Yunxi has nothing to do with these two words.
Without waiting for Yu Yao to think about it, Gu Yunxi continued without changing his face and said: "Your blood has the effect of calming the mind. When necessary, I will borrow some."
Yu Yao grasped the point this time, frowned and asked: "So, you really have a demon?"
Gu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and answered yes.
Yu Yao choked up and was speechless.
"Whenever you need it, you can find me." Yu Yao's tone was a bit serious, but no one dared to ask more about Gu Yun's analysis, especially since he didn't seem to be in a very good mood now.
Gu Yunxi nodded, and threw the small ingot in his hand into Yu Yao's arms, saying: "From now on, don't bring anyone who smells of others to me."
After finishing speaking, he turned around, his black hair was like ink silk, and his voice couldn't be more cold and affectionate: "Go back, I have something to do tomorrow, remember to get up early."
Yu Yao held the little ingot with a man's body temperature in her hand, subconsciously raised her voice and asked, "What's the matter?"
"If you want to kill someone, ask for an explanation."
? At the place where the tall black shadow dissipated in front of me, the deep male voice contained a sense of coldness without concealing it.
Yu Yao suddenly sat up in shock.
Sober up completely.
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