I, Yuelao, quit!

Although the gods will eventually turn into souls and return to heaven and earth one day, their faces are always fixed in a youthful appearance and will not age, so no one can guess their age from their appearance.

Xiaolong said quietly in his pocket, "I probably want to scare people to death when I say it. I'm only over 6000 years old. I'm about [-] years younger than the head of the Heavenly Court. He is the most senior person in the entire Heavenly Court."

While staring at Lu Yue, Su Yun nervously played with the ball of red thread, until he was so nervous that he tied his hands together.

Lu Yue's expression would only change slightly when coaxing Xiaoyue to be old. When Hua Jin asked him this question, he only hesitated for a while, but his expression remained calm.

He wanted to figure out how old he was.

"six……"

Before Lu Yue could finish speaking, Hua Jin said in surprise, "Over 600 years old? Very young."

Xiaolong was dumbfounded, shook his head and said with emotion.

"A zero is missing, isn't it young?"

Lu Yue warned Xiaolong coldly in his heart, "Don't make noise."

Xiaolong covered his mouth with his paw and fell silent.

Hua Jin stood up suddenly, and slowly pulled out the long whip from the storage bag.

"Since you are the supervisor of the Department of Prison and Punishment, your spiritual skills should be many times stronger than that of me, the chief of the Department of Hundred Flowers."

She flicked the long whip away, and the brilliantly radiant whip spread out in the room, and the sound of touching the ground was clear and powerful.

Then he bowed politely and held the handle of the whip.

"Director Lu, please enlighten me."

Su Yun saw that the valiant chief's wife was really going to use force to test Lu Yue, so he jumped off the sofa and stood in front of Lu Yue.

"Mother! Lu Yue was seriously injured, you don't want to..."

But Lu Yue had already pulled out his sword from behind, "Xiao Yun, it's okay, Director Hua and I are just exchanging ideas."

Hua Jin's body seemed to be nailed in place by a huge nail that fell from the sky, her back was tensed, and her eyes were even more shocked and bewildered.

The long whip that was flowing with brilliant brilliance didn't dare to touch the long sword at all, it just swayed over the long sword vaguely and then retracted it.

The long whip fled back into Hua Jin's arms in embarrassment as if being chased by a dog, and Hua Jin withdrew the long whip with a solemn expression.

"This is... Director Lu's sword, right?"

Lu Yue nodded, "Yes."

Xiao Yuelao immediately turned back to look at Lu Yue, her cheeks puffed up in surprise, and her eyes were shining brightly, 'You can't really be Director Lu, can you? ' Doubt.

Lu Yue immediately added, "Director Lu sent me on a mission, so he lent me this sword."

Hua Jin still stared at the sword, and said every word.

"But this sword is not something that anyone can pull out casually. I remember an ancient book that said that just being able to wear this sword requires at least 1000 years of practice, and pulling it out requires more than 2000 years of hard work." build."

Lu Yue originally thought that when she began to doubt her identity, but seeing Hua Jin's conversation changed, she shook her head and said with emotion.

"Superintendent Lu is really talented. The 2000 years of cultivation originally recorded in the ancient books has been greatly reduced to 600 years. Director Lu still trusts you so much, and he will definitely do a lot in the future."

Su Yun: "..."

... Congratulations to Lu Yue for getting the label of 'Director Lu's capable and trusted subordinate' in his mother's heart.

Su Yun's heart skipped a beat.

When it was over, his mother cherished and admired young and promising people the most, and now the scale in her heart might have completely shifted to Lu Yue's side.

What about the weak, pitiful and helpless him?

Sure enough, Hua Jin immediately picked up his ears and taught him.

"In the future, I will ask Lu Jiansi for advice on spiritual issues, and practice hard, do you understand?"

"Got it, mother, I will definitely learn from A Yue in the future."

Su Yun also deliberately emphasized the word 'axe'.

Lu Yue suddenly had an ominous premonition: "..."

Hua Jin hadn't finished handling the business in the department, so she made a special trip to the world because she was afraid that her youngest son would be abducted.

But now, she began to seriously think about how her silly son had fooled Supervisor Lu into his heart.

Hua Jin said goodbye, "Supervisor Lu, I'll be leaving first, if Xiaoyun disturbs you..."

Su Yun's face darkened, "...if I disturb Superintendent Lu, I'll just go back to Heaven."

He added, "Mother, don't worry, I will go back in a week."

Hua Jin looked deeply at Su Yun, "Okay."

Maybe the silly son will continue to be abducted to Supervisor Lu's house after he returns to Heaven.

Lu Yue solemnly promised.

"Director Hua, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaoyun."

Hua Jin nodded, "Then I don't worry, I'll go first."

As soon as the words fell, Hua Jin turned around and disappeared into the house.

Su Yun turned around without saying a word, and walked straight back to the guest room, leaving Lu Yue with the back of his head that symbolized 'I really don't want to talk to you'.

Lu Yue followed behind Su Yun and asked in a low voice.

"Xiaoyun, does your mother agree with us being together?"

Before Lu Yue was about to enter the room, he slammed the door shut and responded coldly.

"It's useless for my mother to agree, I don't agree."

Lu Yue put the confession plan on the agenda, "..."

He was going back to the Heavenly Court, and asked the professional Yue Lao from the old company for a few months to consult him on how to confess his love correctly.

Qin Wuyuan was excluded from the list by him. Qin Wuyuan was the two people who violently pressed their heads on a blind date when they disagreed, and they were forced to seal the match.

Except for the fact that it can subdue the Sansheng Stone, it is completely incompatible with the Yuelaosi who advocates romance.

Suddenly, a fluffy little head popped out from behind the door.

"A Yue, after I return to Heaven, please remember to invite me to your house. I am really looking forward to going to Director Lu's house..."

Lu Yue's heart rose to his throat, he took a long breath and did not catch his breath, he waited intently for Su Yun to say the next sentence.

Su Yun tilted his head, and the brows flew up successfully, he emphasized every word.

"...in the house next to Director Lu's house, as a guest."

As soon as the emphatic voice drifted out of the door, the door was slammed shut.

Lu Yue stood like a sculpture in front of the door. He was silent for a long time, thinking about how to coax Su Yun, and how to deal with the case of the survivor.

After about half an hour, the phone rang suddenly.

It's Xiaoyun's phone number.

Su Yun was separated by a door, and there was still some anger in his voice, but he was worried about Lu Yue's body.

"A Yue, go to bed early, don't block the door, I'm afraid I'll bump into you when I open the door."

Hearing Xiao Yun's duplicity on the phone, Lu Yue smiled softly, his eyes were so gentle that water could be squeezed out.

Su Yun's face was hot, and he said fiercely, "Why are you laughing, good night!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without hesitation, turned off the lights in the room, and buried his head deeply under the pillow like an ostrich.

Lu Yue stood there in a daze, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was as if he had seen the scene where Xiao Yun hung up the phone nervously, then threw herself on the bed and pretended to be dead without moving.

He dialed back the phone, and the moment the phone was picked up, Lu Yue spoke.

"Good night, Xiaoyun."

"Also, I love you."

Still in that dimly lit room, the seriously injured White Snake lay coiled on the bed, unconscious.

The man was half leaning against the head of the bed, he didn't know how many days and nights he didn't close his eyes, he was so haggard that his eyes were bloodshot.

He held on to the flute engraved with the word "Rong" with both hands, and played it slowly.

The flesh and blood of the right hand has long since turned into smoke, leaving only the terrifying white bones.

The man looked down at the white snake whose wound had not yet healed, his expression was in a trance, and the sound of the flute became deeper and deeper.

He remembered the first time he met Yu Yan.

At that time, I was still a little Taoist priest who dreamed of cultivating immortals, but unfortunately, I met a magic stick master who came out to cheat in the name of cultivating immortals.

So disobedient, he was locked in a small black room dedicated to punishment, with no windows, no companions, and no food to satisfy his hunger.

He is accompanied only by silence, darkness and mice.

One day, a white snake with enlightened intelligence broke into the small black room by mistake.

Not only did it boldly look at the young him, it was not afraid that he would beat it to death to make snake soup, it also made him happy by making it into various strange shapes, and gave him three meals a day at regular intervals. fruit.

In the end, he even gathered a pile of straw beside him as a nest.

After he came out of the small black house, the white snake got into his bed in the small broken thatched house and made a nest, and sometimes it would crawl on his bed to rest.

In the extremely long childhood due to pain, Yu Yan was the only tiny ray of happiness and hope.

For that period of time, he only wants to recall the episode where Yu Yan appeared.

However, he was envied by his master in the end because of his extraordinary talent in cultivating immortals.

The legs were broken, and the person was thrown into an extremely desolate snow field.

It was a cold winter with heavy snowfall, and there were not even tiny paw prints of birds on the vast white ground, only pieces of broken dead branches were embedded in pieces.

Wrapped in thin clothes, barefoot, leaning on a dead branch, he stumbled forward.

The footprints in the snow were deep and shallow, and blood flowed down his ruptured wound, forming a small stream of blood in the desolate snow.

When his eyebrows were covered with a thin layer of frost, and the breath he exhaled lost all warmth, his knees softened, his body completely lost its center of gravity, and he fell backwards into the soft snow.

The heavy snow fell, burying him who was silent little by little.

He looked up at the monotonous ice-blue sky.

Taking heaven and earth as the tomb is also considered luck in misfortune.

Turning his head, he saw the white snake that had its guts dug out and was also waiting to die in the snow.

When the master wanted to kill him and gouge out his heart, the white snake bit off the master's neck, but was beaten half to death by the swarming brothers and sisters, and the most precious snake gall was taken away.

When it escaped, it was already dying, and its body was tightly curled up into a ball.

The beautiful white scales are covered with dirty and horrible blood.

Even so, he recognized Yu Yan at a glance.

He straightened up with difficulty, scratched and pulled the snowdrift with his fingers, and led his unconscious legs to crawl forward little by little.

However, the short distance of [-] meters seemed to be separated by mountains and seas. He didn't climb to the side of the white snake until it was dark.

Trembling, he rolled up his tattered sleeves, and brought his wrists to the sharp teeth of the white snake.

As if aware of something, the white snake raised its head a little warily, but then fell down heavily.

He said softly, "Drink my blood, and you will survive."

……

Yu Yan suddenly opened his eyes slowly, struggled to straighten up and looked at the man, the man's distant and painful memories came to an abrupt end.

Yu Yan sniffed the man's breath, her voice trembling.

"Have you met that person?"

The man's voice was hoarse, "Which person?"

"The man surnamed Lu."

Looking at the half glass of water left on the bed, the man looked away unnaturally.

"No."

"How is it possible, I clearly smell his breath on you, don't hide it from me..."

The man didn't answer, just hung his head and pursed his lips.

Seeing the man's reaction, Yu Yan's heart immediately sank.

"Your right hand is so injured that only the skeleton remains. Although you can use illusion to confuse other ordinary gods, you can't confuse him."

"He knows who you are, right?"

A bitter smile overflowed the man's face, "Sooner or later he will find out my identity."

Yu Yan held the man's left hand tightly, her voice trembling.

"Rong, then what are we waiting for, hurry up and escape back to the demon world! I've recovered less than [-]% of my strength now, even if the two of us go up together, we still can't kill that person surnamed Lu."

The man seemed to have put his life and death on the line, he put the back of his hand against Yu Yan's forehead to check if his fever had subsided.

"Ayan, don't panic, he won't come to me so soon, after all, taking my life was not his original purpose."

Yu Yan lost all her composure, "Why not? The man surnamed Lu..."

The man interrupted him lightly.

"Ayan, how do you understand that even if I have some strength in Director Lu's eyes, it would be a breeze for him to kill me."

"However, my life and death are not important to him, what matters is the overall situation."

"What he really wants to know is who the traitor in Heaven is, whether he has any accomplices, and who stole the fate book and took the lives of innocent mortals."

"He doesn't kill me now, he doesn't arrest me and bring me to justice, because he must ensure that the fate book will return to the command department without any mistakes, and he must ensure that innocent lives will not be affected when I am arrested and brought to justice."

He suddenly walked to the window, pushed aside the heavy brown curtains, narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The butcher's knife has long been on the neck, and it will fall...but it's only a matter of time."