After the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord interpenetrate each other

When Peng Yi woke up again, it was a quiet night, and what caught his eyes was still the dazzling white bed curtain.

He didn't return to his body, he was still in Asgard.

He cursed in a low voice, then touched his chest.

A circle of gauze was wrapped around her chest, tightly bound.

Peng Yi lowered his eyes, if it was in the magic palace, no one would dare to touch his body, let alone bandages.

He has always picked up some cloth and sprinkled some medicine by himself, which is considered to be treatment.

How can it be that this delicate fairy is so tightly bandaged, is he a flower?

Peng Yi sat up, the wound on his chest was no longer as painful as when he just woke up. Once the bad meat stained with demonic energy was removed, the body would recover much faster, and it would not take long to heal. up.

"Pity."

It's a pity that this body can't be destroyed now, after all, the person who is using it is himself.

These days of coma, recuperation, and treatment, without water or food for many days, Peng Yi only felt dry mouth. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the teapot on the table not far away, and did not match it again. Cup, poured a pot of cold water directly on the spout.

It stands to reason that this sick body can't drink cold water at all, even if it is a body with an immortal body, it will always be weak after a serious injury.

But Peng Yi seemed to have no perception, and drank the whole pot of water like a booze.

This made me feel a lot more comfortable.

He has never been idle while recovering from his injuries, let alone lying in bed.

He had seen this bedroom all over yesterday, it was extremely boring, there was nothing interesting about it.

There is no confidential document, so that he can take a look at Jiu Chongtian's joke.

Thinking of this, Peng Yi stood up, found a piece of clothing to put on, opened the door and went out.

The scenery outside the door surprised him for a moment. Bamboo groves and pine seas, common grasses everywhere, and a path leading to the outside of the bamboo grove, it doesn't look like a fairy palace, but a farmyard that can't be simpler in the world.

Shouldn't the Immortal Palace be full of fairy spirits and clouds everywhere? What's going on in front of you?

Peng Yi also deliberately took two steps back to make sure it was the place where he came out.

The bamboo grove was not very big, but after walking two steps, he found that there was a formation hidden in the bamboo grove, and the surrounding aura was abundant, definitely much richer than those magnificent and gorgeous palaces.

From this point of view, this place is not bad.

After passing through the bamboo forest, it suddenly becomes clear, surrounded by clouds and mist, even at night, the scenery is very beautiful.

Peng Yi murmured: "Looking at it like this, it looks like a fairy palace."

I don't know what is in this fairy's head, and how to make the house look like this.

There were guards outside the bamboo forest, and when they saw him coming out, they bowed and called out, "See Immortal Bai Ling."

Peng Yi said casually: "Get up, I'll walk around casually."

As soon as these words came out, the two guards were stunned and looked at him strangely.

Peng Yi swept his eyes: "Don't understand what I say?"

The two looked at each other, quickly said no, and then returned to their original positions, but their expressions were extremely strange. I don't know if it was more doubts or more shock.

Immortal Venerable never speaks like this on weekdays.

It was only after walking a while that Peng Yi remembered why the expressions of these two people were different.

With the temperament of this icy Immortal Venerable, I am afraid that he would not even look at others, so how could he say what he just said.

He touched his brain and felt that this body must have affected his thinking.

Therefore, the mistakes are not made by themselves, but because the person himself is not good enough.

Walking around the palace, Peng Yi couldn't take it anymore, the wound that had just been bandaged was torn due to his restless walking, and blood was faintly oozing from the white gauze.

After all, a large piece of flesh has been dug out, even if it is a body with a fairy body, it still has to endure the pain of flesh and blood, and the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss.

Looking at the blood-stained front, Peng Yi frowned, his eyes were blurred, so he could only rest against the wall.

Too weak, really too weak, and he is known as the number one immortal in heaven and earth, yet he can be so weak after suffering such a small injury, what evil did he do to be trapped in this body.

Just thinking about it, Peng Yi felt extremely irritable, not only wanted to curse, but also wanted to fight.

It would be such an interesting thing to smash the Nine Heavens with the face of the Immortal Venerable.

However, the most important thing right now is to recover from injuries.

I don't know where the original fairy in this shell went, and what happened to his body now?

There are too many things to consider, but the current body does not allow it, so these plans can only be put on hold.

Finally, with the help of the immortal soldiers patrolling at night, Peng Yi returned to the boring palace again.

This time, for the first time, he began to recuperate honestly.

Said it was to recuperate, the next day Peng Yi summoned people to come in and inquire about the news of the Demon Palace.

"Since the battle with the Immortal Venerable that day, the big devil Peng Yi has been in a coma until now, and he still hasn't woken up."

"The Immortal Venerable is so powerful, even if the devil uses despicable methods, he is not your opponent. It is impossible to say that he will not be able to wake up after being dizzy!"

"Hahahahaha, Immortal Qing Yuan's words really touched my heart."

All the immortals who came to report laughed together, thinking that if the demon Peng Yi died, they would be able to save a lot of work.

However, Immortal Bai Ling, who had been sitting silently and expressionlessly, no different from the past, suddenly uttered two words: "Fart."

All the immortals were stunned, thinking that they must have heard it wrong.

There was silence in the palace, and no one said a word, they all stared dumbfounded at the immortal sitting above.

Immortal Venerable, who was almost expressionless in the past, actually raised the corners of his mouth slightly at this moment.

Although it was only slightly, it was also a smile, a smile that had never been seen before, but made people feel chills down the spine and numb the scalp.

Immortal... What's wrong?

what happened?

Peng Yi felt that if he had a sword in his hand at this meeting, he might be able to swing the sword directly, cutting off their heads like cutting a watermelon! ! !

He felt like he was about to explode.

It's one thing to talk behind your back, but if you can't hear it, it's farting.

But now in front of him, this group of people slandered him like this, it was unbearable.

That being the case, don't blame him for being foolish.

Peng Yi raised his hand to pour a glass of water, and drank it down: "Don't you think Peng Yi is very powerful?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, when did Xian Zun speak like this?

However, he opened his mouth and didn't say anything, and it didn't seem too good.

Immortal Qing Yuan pondered over and over again, raised his eyes to look at Immortal Bai Ling, and said slowly: "Of course, this demon Peng Yi is formidable, but he was still defeated by your hands."

Putting one hand on his head, Peng Yi asked almost lazily, "Didn't you see that I was injured? Seriously, I have been in a coma for more than a month."

Everyone was even more puzzled, so... what does this mean?

Without waiting for everyone to answer, Peng Yi said slowly: "I still have pain in my chest, this injury was caused by Peng Yi, can you do it?"

Everyone shook their heads quickly, they were naturally no match for the Immortal Venerable.

However, after shaking his head, he couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, it's so good, why did he attack the immortal, it's not the same thing at all!

What Xianzun said...why does it sound like he is praising that devil?

This must be an illusion!

However, this question only stayed in his mind for a moment, before being completely shattered by Peng Yi.

The venerable who was so clear and cold, and never cared too much about anything, actually had indescribable warmth in his eyes, and he almost gently praised: "I really appreciate a person as powerful as Peng Yi. Why can't you let go of your prejudices?"

All the immortals:? ? ? ? ? ?

Is this still the Immortal Venerable they knew?

Could it be that he injured his head during the battle with that devil?

How can this be good?

Immortal Qing Yuan raised his eyes to look at the Immortal Venerable, and asked cautiously: "Aren't you the one who hates demons and heretics the most, why do you think so about that demon?"

Peng Yi glanced at him, and said seriously: "Heroes don't ask where they come from, so the people in the magic palace must be bad guys? This Peng Yi didn't do anything harmful, how can you just because he was born in the magic palace? How about positioning him as a demon?"

All the immortals:? ? ? ? ? ?

Aren't you the one who made an appointment with him?

Moreover, today's Xianzun is too talkative.

What exactly is going on?

Seeing the cracked expressions of these people, Peng Yi was in a good mood, and even had a nasty thought.

Didn't this person always look down on others, if everyone misunderstood that Peng Yi, the only immortal in the world, admired him, it would be so interesting!

Immortal Venerable Bai Simu Bailing, don't blame me for being ruthless with your famous name in the first life.

But don't act too hastily, let this group of people see what they see, enough should be enough, leaving room for their imagination.

Peng Yi raised his hand and returned to that cold look.

"I'm tired, you all retreat!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went to the couch, waved his sleeves and put down the gauze curtain.

Almost all the immortals withdrew from the hall with empty eyes.

It wasn't until they got out of the bamboo forest that someone asked, "What's wrong with Immortal Bai Ling today...?"

Does anyone know what's wrong with this?

Immortal Qingyuan said suddenly: "I don't know if all the immortals remember the event that the immortal master went down to the world half a year ago."

"Everyone knows about this, so what's the fuss about it, since the Immortal Venerable has become an Immortal, isn't there still a few calamities?"

The Qingyuan Immortal shook his head, and said solemnly: "You don't know, this calamity is different from the past, it's a calamity of love, before the calamity, no one was allowed to tell the immortal, I secretly asked Si Ming about it .”

Having said this, the Immortal Qing Yuan didn't continue talking.

Everyone was a little anxious, and hurriedly asked: "What did Si Ming say?"

Immortal Qing Yuan shook his head.

Everyone: "You said it, what do you mean by shaking your head?"

Immortal Qing Yuan showed helplessness: "Si Ming didn't say anything, just shook his head like this with me, who knows what it means."

Just shaking their heads like this, everyone felt a thump in their hearts, feeling that something was wrong.

The only ones who are in trouble are the anxious immortals, but Peng Yi is extremely excited at the moment.

It doesn't count if he boasted about himself in a roundabout way, but he also discovered a great secret.

In this extremely boring palace, there is actually a secret room hidden.

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