After the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord interpenetrate each other

The black tortoise was sealed in the depths of the East China Sea, the dispute in the fairy palace subsided, the Yaozu lost its leader, and saw the power of Bai Simu again? He returned to the Yaozu in desperation, and vowed not to leave the Yaozu for a hundred years.

With the support of Bai Simu, Jun Ji successfully ascended to the position of monarch, began to rectify the fairy palace and rebuild the Ming Dynasty palace.

On the day of the grand ceremony, Yunji formally sent out invitations to the Demon Palace, expressing her sincerity and jointly building peace and friendship between the immortal and demon clans.

But they were all given by Bai Simu? He refused, using an excuse to heal his injuries.

At this time, Peng Yi was lying on the bed, stretched out his hand when he came for clothes, and opened his mouth when he came for food.

"Old Bai, I'm thirsty."

"Wood, I want to eat grapes, but don't want to peel them."

"Bai Simu, I'm so bored, can I go out and have fun?"

Is Peng Yi almost out of illness in this retreat room?

That day when he came out from the bottom of the sea? After that, Peng Yi simply passed out.

He lost too much blood, his spiritual energy was exhausted, his body was full of major and minor injuries, and there was nowhere to see.

Bai Simu took him into the retreat room of the Demon Palace and closed the gate.

It has been three months since the retreat, Peng Yi's injuries have long since healed, and the exhausted aura in his body is extremely full, and he has completely recovered to its heyday.

However, Bai Simu had no intention of letting him go out at all.

This guy's strength has become unfathomable since he appeared in the real body of the dragon. After several unsuccessful escapes, Peng Yi came up with a new method and began to torment him in disguise.

For all Peng Yi's requests, Bai Simu responded to every request, said to go east, not west, said to kill dogs, not chickens, and blocked all his unreasonable troubles.

After tossing for a while, Peng Yi felt bored again, so he stopped torturing him, and then started acting like a baby again.

He hugged Bai Simu who was watching from behind, rubbed his cheek against his hair, and muttered, "Immortal Bai Ling, are you really not bored at all? I've already lived in this room." It’s been three months, and it’s almost broken my highest record of not going out. I know how many bricks there are in this house, and which bricks have cracks. Are you really going to take me out for a walk?”

Sitting in front of the table, Bai Simu put down the palace affairs book he had just finished reading in his hand, and then went to get another book.

However, the person on the back obviously didn't intend to let him do anything, so he quickly put his hand on the back of Bai Simu's hand, and pressed his palm against the table.

However, the fingers are still very disobedient, and they keep making circles on the back of the hand, and the fingertips slowly pass through the gaps between the fingers, slowly touching the?

Peng Yi put his lips close to his ear, exhaled softly, and said softly, "Brother Bai, please take pity on me, let me go out!"

Peng Yi, who was holding him from behind, failed to notice Bai Simu's gradually darkening eyes, and was still hugging? His neck kept shaking? Talking? A bunch of shameless words, relying on? In the room Nobody, gibberish.

"Brother Bai, I know you love me the most. If you shut it down again, my body's injuries will heal, but there may be something wrong in my heart. What if I can't think about it for a while and do something unimaginable? manage?"

"Brother Bai, don't you really feel sorry for me?"

"Brother~~"

Peng Yi's voice was more coquettish than the other, if this voice was heard by the people in the Demon Palace, they might lose their eyes.

Just when he was about to give up and start thinking again, the world spun around for a while, and he subconsciously fought back, but failed, and was directly pushed to the ground by the man with a dangerous aura in his eyes.

Bai Simu smiled vaguely: "Brother Bai?"

Peng Yi tensed up suddenly, and asked stammeringly, "What... what's wrong?"

Bai Simu leaned down, imitating what he did just now, put his lips to his ear, and said in a low voice, "Scream again, and I'll let you out."

Peng Yi's eyes lit up: "Really?"

After asking, without waiting for Bai Simu to regret it, he squeezed his voice again and called softly, "Brother Bai~~"

After finishing speaking, I shivered, feeling that the hairs all over my body were about to stand on end.

However, the person on the body obviously didn't think so. Pressing? His hand gradually became stronger, and the position of the lips that came close to the ear gradually changed.

From the neck? The feeling of being bitten by someone, the teeth grazed the skin, causing a slight pain, but accompanied by a strange numbness.

Peng Yi couldn't help but straighten his body.

Bai Simu turned around his neck, and the man's neck turned red, and the purple-red teeth marks were extremely conspicuous on the smooth white neck.

"I don't think you should...not be a dragon, but a dog, a dog that only bites people."

Peng Yi's whole body became hot from his bite, but he didn't feel any pain. He only felt a burst of numbness accompanied by?

Bai Simu raised his head in a hurry, his eyes seemed to be burning with a fire, looked at him, and said in a low voice: "I am a dog, and that is the dog that only bites you."

Peng Yi was even more heated by his words, feeling that there was nowhere to vent his anger, so he raised his hand and beat the ground.

An innocent jade brick just cracked like this.

Bai Simu looked at him and asked, "Are you really all right?"

Peng Yi: "Haven't you checked everything from the inside out?"

Bai Simu paused, sat up slowly, calmed down for a while, and took out the scroll given to him by the ghost king from the storage ring.

Peng Yi lay down for a while, until the blood that was about to burn in his body completely calmed down, then he sat up and looked at the scroll in his hand.

"It's long overdue."

Peng Yi took the scroll, still looking at it like a heavenly book.

The text on it is too complex and long ago, probably only a divine beast like Bai Simu who has lived for an unknown amount of time can understand it.

Thinking of this, Peng Yi suddenly asked: "That day in the cave of the Yaozu, you died together with the demons, and then came back to life again, and you remembered everything about Shenlong. Didn't tell me what happened?"

Bai Simu focused slightly, and said slowly: "This matter has to start from ancient times."

Talking? He walked to the table, spread out a brocade cloth, and started writing with a pen.

"At that time, dragons were not a rare thing. There were dragons everywhere in the world, but then? A great change happened, and many dragons fell. Since then, the reproduction of dragons has become extremely difficult. .”

"I am the last divine dragon in this world, but I was seriously injured in a big battle, and my soul left my body. When I woke up again, I became a baby crying for food and lost all my memories .”

"But I didn't expect that by accident, I found my body in the Yaozu, and because of the demons in my heart, I made that choice out of desperation."

Bai Simu said while writing, Peng Yi listened with fascination, many things, he was understating, but the great changes that happened that year must be unimaginable.

This person has always reported the good news but not the bad news, and he has to bear the difficulties by himself.

Peng Yi was silent for a while: "So that dragon only recognizes me because it is influenced by your soul?"

Simu Bai: "Yes."

Thinking of this, Peng Yi remembered that at that time, Bai Simu was angry because of this dragon? This means that he did not know the relationship between himself and this dragon at that time.

However, this person was so bold when the demons attacked him, he chose to kill himself, and died together with the demons.

Thinking of this, his complexion suddenly sank, and he asked unkindly: "According to this, when you killed that demon, you didn't have full confidence at all, right?"

Bai Simu's hand paused, and then continued to write: "Yes, it's not right. Actually, at that time, I had a hunch, it was an indescribable feeling, as if...someone told me from the bottom of my heart that I was That dragon."

As for what he said to the demon at that time, there is no need for this person in front of him to know.

Peng Yi didn't quite believe what he said, and always felt that Simu Bai was lying to him.

At that time, he was so resolute in throwing himself out of the Yuanshen Realm, probably because he didn't want to be implicated.

The foolish Mozun still doesn't know what happened in Yuanshen Realm, thinking of this makes him feel even more sorry for Bai Simu, the pity in his eyes is almost overflowing.

He leaned over, took a look at what Bai Simu had written, and said in surprise, "Did you rewrite all the words?"

Only after Peng Yi looked at it did he realize that this guy had re-transcribed the complicated scroll, using the current language, so he can easily understand it now.

Bai Simu hummed, wrote for a while, and finally put down his pen.

Peng Yi couldn't wait to take it over, and began to study.

It's just that after watching it for a while, I couldn't help asking my own questions.

"Why does this art of exchanging souls require both parties to remove their clothes and face each other frankly?"

No way? This clothes can also prevent the return of the soul, right?

Peng Yi frowned suddenly. Who invented this method? Does it sound so outrageous?

Upon hearing this, Bai Simu handed over the scroll and said quite seriously: "That's what it says on the scroll."

Peng Yi saw? He didn't understand the scroll, so he looked at Bai Simu again.

This person is no different from usual, with a deadpan expression on his face.

Peng Yi continued to look down with the mentality of wanting to succeed once and for all.

After looking at it for a while, he asked: "It's fine to meet honestly, why do you want to find a warm pool?"

Bai Simu turned his head to look at him, with some doubts in his eyes, he hesitated for a while, and said, "Maybe warming the pool will help to nourish the meridians."

Peng Yi: "Really?"

This scroll doesn't look like it? It's really unreliable. According to this method, can it really be exchanged?

Or is it that the time is too long, and the wood gave the text? I misunderstood it.

Peng Yi looked down again, and there were indeed some formulas for cultivation, but there were some messy movements, which seemed a bit...indecent.

He slowly tightened his grip on the brocade cloth, looked at Bai Simu in front of him, and hesitated for a while.

If the object is Bai Simu, there is nothing that cannot be done.

"Since the method has been mastered, what are we waiting for, change it according to the above mentioned earlier? That's it."

Peng Yi put away the transcribed scroll and threw it into his storage ring without hesitation.

Anyway, that wood will? Translate, it doesn't matter if you want this one or not.

Bai Simu: "The warm pool in the back mountain is being renovated recently. I'm afraid it will take two or three days to complete the work. Let's wait another three days."

Peng Yi didn't care about these two days, so he nodded and agreed.

"In that case, can you let me out now?"

After Bai Simu confirmed that he had fully recovered, he let go.

Peng Yi suddenly disappeared into the room like a bird released from the cage, leaving Bai Simu sitting on the spot alone.

After Peng Yi left, Bai Simu took out the scroll with the ancient characters written on it, a cluster of flames ignited at his fingertips, and immediately the scroll was swept away by flames and disappeared completely.

In the past three days, like a wild horse that has run wild, the whole person disappeared without a trace. It was not until the day when Wenchi was completed that he reappeared in the magic palace.

Bai Simu dragged a delicate incense burner in his palm, and white smoke was rising slowly in the incense burner.

He put the incense burner on the shore, looked at the black figure standing beside the warm pool, and said slowly, "Let's start!"

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