Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

"When my master died, he left nothing behind, right?"

She Xiao slowly turned around and looked at the puppet with deep and focused eyes.

"The energy left for me belongs to you, Your Majesty."

The last sentence is not a question, but a very affirmative one.

The puppet stood there, with a dull expression on his face, and did not utter a word.

She Xiao lifted the hem of his robe and slowly knelt in front of the puppet.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty will never forget the great kindness you have shown to She Xiao and Master."

After saying this, he knelt down and kowtowed deeply to the puppet, then stood up and took his leave.

The puppet was still confused until She Xiao's lonely figure disappeared into the woods.

But Ren Yi was looking at She Xiao's back in a daze.

When the High Priest Gu Bi left, of course he did not leave any skills behind.

She originally thought that She Xiao would never know, but she didn't expect his reaction to be so sharp.

After She Xiao left, Ren Yi was about to exchange bodies with the puppet when a young cultivator from the Celestial Clan suddenly appeared.

"Emperor of Heaven! I have admired you for a long time, please accept me!"

She couldn't let outsiders see that she and the devil were always inseparable.

The puppet can only leave first.

Ren Yi looked at the monk with displeasure. He looked handsome, but why was he so stupid?

She looked around. It was quiet and the other monks were not around.

He really did deliberately come to a secluded place to block her.

"This emperor has no intention of looking for a Taoist partner."

"You didn't mean it, but I did!"

"…………Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Ren Yi raised his eyebrows, "If you want to follow me, you need to give up your cultivation and stay in the Heavenly Palace from now on."

"Don't go out of the front door or the back door, just accompany me to relieve my boredom."

"In this case, are you still willing?"

The monk was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of astonishment: "Emperor of Heaven, you...you..."

"What happened to this emperor?"

"Shouldn't you first give me three thousand high-grade elixirs to help me practice, and then give me your most profound skills?"

He randomly dropped three black lines: "I've seen people who scheme secretly, but I've never seen anyone like you who waved his hands in front of a scheming person."

"I can only give you one kick."

The monk had a wronged expression on his face:

"Emperor, can I take back what I just said?"

"Whether you take it back or not, I have heard it."

He gestured to him to turn around, and then kicked him in the butt.

The monk drew a parabola in the air and landed in the camp ahead.

The dull thud of fists hitting flesh could be heard all around.

There was also a voice cursing:

"You think we can't hear you? How dare you covet the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Bah, you're still being picky. Three thousand elixirs? I'll give you three thousand fists!"

The monk just now did not release a soundproof barrier, so all his words could be heard by the monks around him.

Originally, he wanted the Emperor of Heaven to accept him for the sake of the other cultivators.

Who would have thought that now he would be beaten repeatedly by everyone.

Ren Yi shook his head helplessly and simply concealed his breath. But as soon as he walked into the woods, he saw Shu Yuan standing under the moonlight.

Shu Yuan stood tall, his dark blue robe was like the waves of the abyss, restraining all sharp edges and killing intent, and his whole body exuded a sense of leisurely listening to the falling petals.

Frowning suspiciously.

Why does he always pester the Celestial Emperor?

He walked over casually and smiled faintly: "Prince Yuan, did you not fight enough with this emperor just now?"

Shu Yuan handed her a small purple bottle:

"The holy medicine can quickly restore the vitality of the Emperor of Heaven. The Celestial Clan can also use it."

Seeing that Ren Yi didn't take it, he simply grabbed Ren Yi's hand and put it into hers.

Ren Yi frowned slightly. This fellow was still haunting him. It seemed that the two doses of medicine he had given him before were not strong enough.

It is necessary to desensitize him again.

With Shu Yuan and her cultivation level, even if they don't release the barrier, it would be difficult for them to escape unless the Thunder God uses his divine sense to investigate.

Otherwise no one would know that the two of them had met here or talked about anything.

She grabbed Shu Yuan's hand and said, "Prince Yuan has paid attention to me many times. Could it be that he really loves me?"

Shu Yuan let her pull him, looking at her with dark eyes: "Yes."

Ren Yi was slightly stunned, "What?"

He looked at her steadily, with a tiny light flickering in his eyes, "I admire you."

"Zuo Yiluo is my last name." His voice was slightly hoarse, "Zhi Beiya, Han Xiu, Shu Yuan, put together is my name."

"There is a custom in my family that the full name can only be known by the wife, except for the parents and when they die in battle."

He looked at Ren Yi quietly:

"I hope you can remember my name."

The random gaze slowly turned cold from the initial surprise.

"Shu Yuan, you figured it out."

Shu Yuan would not fall in love with a Heavenly Emperor who only teased him.

His abnormal behavior only proves that he already knew it.

She reached out quickly and grabbed his neck with one hand.

The terrifying pressure was suddenly released from her body.

"How did you know that, huh?"

The cold voice was without a trace of fluctuation.

Shu Yuan's breathing suddenly became difficult, but he did not resist. There was only one person reflected in his dark eyes.

"Maybe it's a prophecy... or, maybe it's your eyes..."