After thinking about it, Di Ye always felt that the dream was too strange, and the Yinling inside and outside the dream was also strange, so he couldn't help wondering: "Since Yinling has a way to spy on my dream and enter my dream, then is she Is there a way to weave a fake dream for me?"
There are so many wonders in the world, there are people who practice Taoism and become immortals, and there are demon spirits with curses, so it is not impossible for someone to weave and enter other people's dreams!
Tian Yunhong saw that Di Ye was not stupid, and soon realized that the dream might be fake, but she said indifferently: "Even if Yinling has the ability to weave dreams, it is impossible to create something out of nothing. Even in a dream, it is also natural There are traces to be found."
"High Priest, you'd better find someone else, I won't accompany you, leave!" Di Ye was too lazy to entangle whether this difficult dream was true or not, he still wanted to go back as soon as possible, so as not to worry about the younger brothers and sisters he.
What Xuantian Void Realm, Xuantian True Realm, and revitalizing the demons have nothing to do with him. Whether it's an ordinary person or a demon descendant, he just wants to be himself!
This time, when Di Ye turned around and someone insisted on leaving, Tian Yunhong didn't stop him and let him leave.
"Master Di Ye, are you going to leave so soon?" Yin Ling was carrying food outside, and when he saw that Di Ye was about to leave, he immediately called him, "The food is ready for you, you can leave after eating." Not too late."
Di Ye smelled the aroma of food wafting in the wind, and felt a little hungry, but he was determined to leave, so he couldn't bear to eat, thanked him politely, and left without looking back.
Yinling watched Tian Yunhong let Di Ye go, but did not force him to stay. When I arrived at the room just now, after seeing Tian Yunhong, I couldn't help asking: "Since the high priest brought him back, why didn't he keep him and let him go?"
Tian Yunhong sighed: "At this time, it will not be a big deal to force people to keep him. It is an important stage of his cultivation and improvement. Lu Liulin, the head of the Lingshan School, treats him well. It is better for him to stay in the Lingshan School. .¡±
Yinling smiled and said, "I see."
Tian Yunhong looked at Yinling and asked, "How is the leader today?"
Yinling sighed and said: "I still don't want to see anyone, I haven't even seen his face. But with Mr. Mulan taking care of him, the leader should be recovering well."
Seeing Tian Yunhong's silence, Yinling sighed again: "The leader suffered a big loss in front of Mr. Di Ye this time, and I'm afraid he will hate him even more in the future."
Tian Yunhong scolded: "How can such a small mind become a big deal!"
In another quiet yard, Mo Qi put a soft pillow under his body, half leaned against the head of the bed, and told Mu Lanya who came over with soup that he didn't want to eat it.
Tian Yunhong's voice came from outside the room, and then the door was pushed open, and Tian Yunhong strode in.
Mo Qi became angry when he saw Tian Yunhong, and angrily cursed: "You still have the face to appear in front of me!"
Before Tian Yunhong could speak, he silently grabbed the soup bowl in Mu Lanya's hand and threw it at her.
Tian Yunhong turned to one side, waved the soup bowl away with a wave of his sleeve, and then stood in front of Mo Qi, seeing that the blood had returned to his face, he said: "The leader has the strength to throw the bowl, and he seems to be recovering well."
Mo Qi said angrily again: "Are you trying to make fun of me?"
Tian Yunhong saw that Mu Lanya wiped the soup-soaked hands for Mo Qi, then stepped aside silently, and then said: "I came here to remind the leader: don't make Di Ye's idea again! If it wasn't for that day I arrived just in time, I'm afraid you would have died on the spot."
Mo Qi let out a heavy "hum", just like a child arguing with an adult.
Tian Yunhong continued: "If the leader is angry that I replaced the black box of the curse, I can explain: the leader is not of pure demon blood, and cannot crack the black box of the curse. Invite. For the sake of the leader's own safety, I will replace the real black box of the spell and place it separately."
Mo Qi still kept a straight face and remained silent. It could be seen from his expression that he didn't believe Tian Yunhong's far-fetched explanation at all.
Tian Yunhong continued: "If we want to collect all eight black boxes of magic spells and obtain the location of the treasure of Majie, we need people like Di Ye who have pure blood of the demon race. Otherwise, we will die alone He couldn't undo the demon king's blood curse. Right now, Di Ye still can't face up to his identity as a demon, and he still needs some time. If the leader really wants to get the treasure of Mojie, it's best not to trouble Di Ye again, otherwise it will be difficult. event."
Seeing that Mo Qi still had a bad face, Tian Yunhong turned and left after finishing speaking.
Seeing Tian Yunhong's figure disappearing outside the door, he silently sighed: "Am I really useless?"
Mu Lanya persuaded him not to think too much, saying that he is the leader of Gangan, just??Without Tian Yunhong, he can still pursue what he wants in his heart.
In the end, Mu Lanya confessed her sincerity: "You still have me! No matter what, I will always be by your side and support you."
Mo Qi looked at Mu Lanya in a daze, and suddenly all the anger dissipated.
The son of the Mulan family, the largest family in the northern region, and an outstanding disciple of Xuantianzong, is willing to be with the "devil leader" who is despised by people like him, and he really has a sincere heart for him.
Mo Qi thought that the most correct thing he did was to abduct Mu Lanya to his side.
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Di Ye came out of the courtyard where he woke up, walked slowly, and walked onto a street without knowing it.
It was already dusk, and many pedestrians on the street were in a hurry.
Di Ye looked at an inn with a lantern hanging in front of him, and decided to find something to eat, rest for another night, and return to Lingshan tomorrow.
At the corner of the street, a ragged little boy of a few years old took out a big bun from his arms, stuffed it into the hands of his sister in front of him, and said to her: "It's still hot, eat it quickly."
"Hmm!" My sister stuffed the big bun into her mouth with her dirty hands, took a big bite, and started to eat contentedly.
The little boy swallowed his saliva seeing his sister eating deliciously.
The little girl took a few bites before she realized what she was doing. She handed the half-bitten bun to the boy's mouth and whispered, "Brother, eat it too."
The little boy shook his head and said: "I just ate it, this one is for you, eat it quickly."
The little girl believed her brother's words and started to eat happily again.
"Here it is!"
Suddenly a fierce voice came out not far away, a middle-aged obese man with a shiny face led a few people towards the little boy, and cursed loudly: "I don't have a long memory, and I stole my steamed stuffed bun again! Hit me!"
The few people around the fat man were all strong young men, dressed as ordinary guys, and when the fat man gave an order, they raised their hands and slapped the little boy on the face.
The little boy was slapped against the wall and fell to the ground. The little girl didn't care about eating the buns, threw the remaining buns in her hand, opened her arms, and stood in front of the little boy, shouting in a small voice: "Bad guy! Don't hit brother!" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com