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

When Yun An wanted to stop Ye Che, it was too late.

There was still a hint of redness in Ye Che's eyes, and he felt very aggrieved.

These days he has been ordered to go on guerrilla raids with the demon clan's ghost Yanluo Ziwu to capture the dark night ghosts wandering outside.

Today, they had just escorted a group of scattered dark night ghosts to Yinxue City when they heard the words of the three elders.

At that moment, he felt like the sky was falling.

Originally, His Majesty was not polite to anyone, so he could still feel balanced in his heart.

Because Your Majesty only has the way of a king in his heart, and no romantic feelings.

But if someone forced a dozen handsome men on the king, she would accept them all.

Why can't we take him in too?

Even if you are recruiting people, there should be a first come first served principle!

Thinking of this, he felt more and more aggrieved.

"Are they as handsome as I am? Are they as good-looking as I am? Will they please your majesty as I will?"

"Your Majesty, open your eyes and take a closer look at me!"

The hall fell silent again.

Chu Yang's forehead began to sweat again.

Shu Yuan still looked calm, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Ye Che seemed to contain murderous intent.

Ye Che looked at the solemn environment around him, and he seemed to understand a little bit.

"Your Majesty, I think I took the wrong path. Please continue..."

"stop."

He called out to Ye Che who was retreating.

"Don't do such self-righteous things again."

Her expression was calm, but it made everyone present feel cold in their hearts.

Ye Che stood up, bowed and walked out.

Tiezhu covered his mouth and laughed secretly, regretting that Menghu was not here so he could not see this embarrassing scene.

Life is so lonely without a companion to watch the show.

After Ren Yi finished discussing with everyone, it was already evening.

Everyone decided to continue with the vanguard composed of the three tribes, and recover the lost territory layer by layer from the demon tribe.

At the same time, continue to interrogate the captured dark night ghosts.

Once specific problems of the detained monks are uncovered during interrogation, they should be reported promptly.

Ren Yi returned to the bedroom alone, ready to rest for a night and return to Yinxue City tomorrow.

As soon as I stepped into the garden, I saw Shu Yuan standing under the bamboo forest, bathed in moonlight.

He looked at Ren Yi and smiled slightly.

"elder sister."

Ren Yi walked slowly to his side, "It seems you have remembered everything."

"It's you, sister. You finally remembered."

Because of the messenger of heaven, he had traveled back to Shu Yuan’s childhood many times before.

But due to the limitations of the laws of nature, he was unable to see any real face.

So when Ren Yi first met Shu Yuan in Sanjie Mountain, Shu Yuan did not recognize her, and the three Ye siblings did not recognize her either.

"Are your injuries...all healed?" Ren Yi asked.

Shu Yuan smiled slightly, with a faint light flowing in his deep dark eyes.

"Everything is fine."

He spread his arms, and his wide sleeves shone with a delicate and warm luster under the moonlight.

"If you don't believe me, check it yourself."

He frowned and subconsciously took a step back.

The distance between the two of them was a little too close.

"No need."

With a twist of her wrist, a long sword appeared in her hand.

The sword is black all over and the blade is slender and long.

There are also silver runes engraved on it, with a faint silver glow.

It reminds me of the twinkling stars in the night sky.

She held the long sword in front of Shu Yuan and said, "Take it."

Shu Yuan was slightly stunned, staring blankly at the black sword in Ren Yi's hand.

"For me?"

Randomly nodded.

The blade of this sword is made of top-grade cloud iron, which Chi Yan and Lei Yun spent most of their lives to collect.

The inscription above was painted with the family treasure of the Huyanluo family.

"The Soul Summoning Grass that you have cultivated with your soul for many days was also put in for tempering by me."

"From now on, as long as this sword is in your possession, you will no longer be troubled by nightmares."

During the Three Realms Martial Competition, Shu Yuan destroyed his own magic sword in order to save her.

I looked at the materials in the storage ring and thought it would be a waste to keep them.

It would be better to build him a new one.

Ren Yi was thinking in his heart, and when he turned around, he saw Shu Yuan holding the sword in both hands, with a layer of moist light in his eyes.

Thousands of words were stuck in my throat, turning into just one sentence: "Thank you."

The night is quiet, like a pool of autumn water, flowing gently in the quiet courtyard.

The veil-like moonlight cast a silvery glow on everything around.

Ren Yi and Shu Yuan stood side by side under the moonlight, as if they had merged into one with the quiet night.

Only the breeze blew gently, blowing their clothes and hair.

"Give it a name."

Ren Yi thought of Shu Yuan’s previous magic sword, named “Silence”.

It sounds quite domineering, but it's too lonely.

Shu Yuan held the sword in his right hand, and put his left index and middle fingers together, slowly sliding them across the sword.

"From now on, just call it Star."

"Stars in the dark night."

He slowly raised his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse:

"Yes, my star."