Master, after his soul is gone

No one knew what happened in the house, only that when Wen Qizhou woke up, his eyes were full of indifference and alienation.

And since that day, there are no demons in the world who have heard of Qi Zhou, but the famous Qi Xianjun.

Time flies, ten thousand years are fleeting, Wen Qizhou is still looking for Yan Yuzhi whose whereabouts are unknown, but there is always no news.

But what he didn't know was that the person he was thinking of had returned to Tiangong a few years ago, but he had never appeared before his eyes.

Light coughs came from Yuer Palace in Tiangong, a pair of slender fingers frivolously opened the curtain, and slowly got out of bed.

This person's face was slightly pale, and his black hair was casually tied behind his head. If you looked closely, you would find that it was Yan Yuzhi who Wen Qizhou couldn't find anywhere.

Yan Yuzhi went to the table and sat down, and after drinking a cup of tea, he leaned on it with one hand propping his head, and the other hand tapped on the table intermittently.

When the finger hit No.30, a white figure jumped in from outside the door and rushed towards him.

But it fell safely into his arms, nestling obediently.

Stretching out his hand, he poked Bai Tuanzi's cheek, causing it to be a little dissatisfied, "I know, you didn't let you poke her flowery face!"

Listening to its accusation, Yan Yuzhi's mouth twitched slightly, "Really? But is there any way you can stop me?"

"Let's talk about it after you can imagine a human form."

The angry Bai Tuanzi opened his mouth and bit Yan Yuzhi's arm, but he only touched Yan Yuzhi's arm symbolically, and then let go.

Rubbing his little head against Yan Yuzhi's palm, Bai Tuanzi snorted softly, "Can't you coax and confess to your savior?"

"Don't look at who I became like this for!"

After finishing the words, the little paw stepped on Tan Yan Yuzhi's arm and looked up at him.

Hearing this, Yan Yuzhi laughed out loud, "Yes, yes, everything is due to the Silver Frost Lady. Without you, I would have disappeared completely."

That's right, Xiaobai Tuanzi is the "dead" Yinshuang.

Yan Yuzhi fell into the darkness after jumping off the celestial platform, and also sensed his own soul that was about to dissipate.

But at this moment, he was surrounded by a mass of white light. This power made him feel at ease and comfortable, and he gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up, he saw that he was sleeping on his pillow in the form of a white dumpling, rubbing his cheeks from time to time, as if he was always paying attention to his actions.

Seeing him wake up, Bai Tuanzi danced happily and explained some problems to him.

For example, why is she still alive, and why is she the one who saved herself.

According to Yinshuang, she was beaten to death by Yunyan at that time, Wen Qizhou naturally wanted to save her, but because of the serious injury, there was no other way, so Wen Qizhou sent her to Zhuixiantai.

There is a barrier in Falling Immortal Terrace, besides being able to stop people, there is also a little-known secret, that is, the power of the barrier can be used to repair the meridians, if successful, it will be a robbing of people from the Palace of the Underworld.

Of course, there is also a problem of probability, but what I didn't expect was that Yinshuang really absorbed the power of the barrier and gradually began to heal.

The day Yan Yuzhi jumped and fell to Xiantai was the day when Yinshuang was about to recover. After seeing Yan Yuzhi jump, he followed closely behind, but because of his unstable strength, he barely managed to save him.

In the end, it can only appear in the form of Baituanzi.

But this matter was a coincidence, it seemed that there was a decree in the dark, and Yinshuang would save Yan Yuzhi, and this is how the current situation came about.

Seeing Yan Yuzhi was a little lost in thought, Yinshuang stomped on him with her paw, "What are you thinking about so lost in thought?"

Yan Yuzhi shook his head with a smile, "It's nothing, it's just that I don't go out for a long time, and I feel very uncomfortable."

Yinshuang laughed out loud, "Just bear with it, it will be the Immortal Gathering Conference in a while, and I will definitely let you have enough fun by then."

Yan Yuzhi was slightly taken aback, "The gathering of immortals?"

Yinshuang hummed, "I heard that many fairy families will come to exchange fairy arts and make friends. It will be very lively."

"Hasn't Azhi participated before?"

Yan Yuzhi shook his head, "No, it sounds boring."

He reached out and rubbed Yinshuang's head and continued, "Is Shuangshuang interested in this conference? If so, let's take a look."

Yinshuang said kindly, "Okay, okay."

"Actually, the most important thing is that I want to see what that famous man looks like. I don't know if he is worthy of us."

Hearing this, Yan Yuzhi was slightly stunned, "What do you mean? Why can't I understand a single word?"

Yinshuang groaned, "I heard that at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, the Palace Master decided to choose the best immortal monarch for you as your husband-in-law."

"Ordinary immortals are naturally not worthy of our family's knowledge, but I heard the gossip that this time, Qi Xianjun, who has finally returned from a catastrophe, will also participate."

"I heard that Qi Xianjun is very handsome, and his ability is also very good. In this case, he can barely match our Zhizhi."

After hearing Yinshuang's beaming words, Yan Yuzhi had already froze in place, and it wasn't until Yinshuang pushed him that he came back to his senses.

Looking at Yan Yuzhi with concern, Yinshuang blinked, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Or do you know this Xianjun Qi?"

Yan Yuzhi immediately shook his head, "I don't know, and I don't want to."

Yinshuang let out a cry, obviously a little disappointed, "Why, I heard that Qi Xianjun is very good."

"But if Zhizhi doesn't like it, then forget it."

Rubbing Yinshuang's head, Yan Yuzhi hummed.

"I'll go back and lie down first, and you can play by yourself."

Yinshuang immediately said, "What's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable? Do you need me to find old man Chen?"

Yan Yuzhi chuckled, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a little tired."

After looking at Yan Yuzhi from top to bottom, Yinshuang felt relieved.

"Well, yes, your spiritual consciousness has not stabilized for a long time, and you need to take a good rest, so go quickly."

After speaking, she jumped out of Yan Yuzhi's arms, urging him to lie back on the bed.

Lying back on the bed, Yan Yuzhi couldn't help staring at the roof in a daze.

In fact, from the moment his consciousness returned, he knew that he and Wen Qizhou would inevitably meet, but he didn't want to see him.

In addition, his health is indeed not very good, so he doesn't go out very much.

So much so that everyone is curious about him, but few people have seen him.

Thinking about coming to this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, it also gave everyone a chance to get to know him.

Yan Yuzhi twitched the corner of his mouth, forget it, let's adapt.

Not long after, the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference was held as scheduled, and the Tiangong was very lively.

Of course, I am more looking forward to seeing the young palace lord who the palace lord has found back. It would be great if he could gain a relationship.

Of course, everyone's focus still fell on Wen Qizhou. Everyone knew that he had returned after a catastrophe. Many people wanted to go to join in the fun, but they were all hesitant to meet his indifferent eyes.

But there were also people who were not afraid of death and came forward and looked at him with a smile, "Qi Xianjun, have you found the Demon Race Lord through this trip?"

Wen Qizhou hummed lightly, he found it, and he can be lost.

This person wanted to continue to ask something, but he saw Qi Zhou staring at something in a daze, and followed his gaze.

Not far away, people were surrounding a man holding a white cat in his arms. This man was wearing a crescent white robe with a silver ribbon tied around his waist and a double-breasted gown made of yarn of the same color.

Her long black hair was tied up with a headband, and was slightly loosely hung behind her.

But it seems that the body is a little weak, half-supported by the entourage next to him, chatting and laughing happily with everyone.

Before this person could say anything, there was no one beside him, and Wen Qizhou walked towards him.

Although his face was expressionless, it could be heard that Qi Zhou's heart was already turbulent.

He was not mistaken, that person was his Azhi, the person he was thinking of.

He walked forward quickly, ignoring everyone's salute, and stared straight at the person in front of him.

"Ah Zhi."

In fact, Yan Yuzhi has already seen Wen Qizhou since he came here. After all, such a dazzling person is hard to ignore.

And everyone dared not speak at this moment, waiting to watch the show like a crowd eating melons.

I thought it would be a sweet confession of love, but Yan Yuzhi looked at Wen Qizhou with a distant look, "Who is this?"

Wen Qizhou froze slightly, "You don't remember me?"

As if he heard some joke, Yan Yuzhi curled his lips, "Oh yes, I just heard that, they called you Qi Xianjun."

"I think I came back from a calamity, and I don't know how to be respectful. I don't blame you."

"However, when you see me in the future, you will either call him Young Palace Master, or call me Zhiyu Xianjun."

"Remember?"

After saying that, Yan Yuzhi turned his head and looked at the people who were eating melons with a smile, "I still have something to do, you can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked aside.

The crowd dispersed, but Wen Qizhou chased after him.

"Azhi, wait a moment."

Facing the man standing in front of him, Yan Yuzhi frowned, "Qi Xianjun, didn't you hear what I said just now?"

"Don't commit the following crimes."

Wen Qizhou took a deep breath, "Okay, Zhiyu Xianjun."

"Where have you been for so long? Why did you become the Young Palace Master?"

A trace of puzzlement flashed in Yan Yuzhi's eyes, "What does Qi Xianjun mean? Let alone whether there is any problem with what you said, what does it have to do with you?"

"Could this not be Qi Xianjun's way of striking up a conversation?"

"That's really not on the stage."

Just as Wen Qizhou was about to say something, Yan Yuzhi coughed lightly.

The entourage hurriedly patted him on the back, and Bai Tuanzi in his arms also expressed concern, "Do you know you're alright?"

Hearing this voice, Wen Qizhou was stunned, and then he heard Yan Yuzhi soften his voice, "It's okay, just drink some water later."

Wen Qizhou stared at one person and one cat for a while, "This..."

Don't give him a chance to finish, the entourage respectfully said, "Young Palace Master, Palace Master is still waiting for you, shall we?"

Yan Yuzhi nodded to him, rubbed Yinshuang's head, "Then let's go."

Seeing that Qi Zhou was still in front of him, Yan Yuzhi's eyes instantly became indifferent, "Qi Xianjun, excuse me."

Wen Qizhou felt a pain in his heart, "Ah Zhi..."