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"Ancestor?"

Xi Yu looked at the little girl who called him in the distance and frowned lightly: "What's wrong?"

"The wound on your body?" Lu Hua handed out the medicine bottle that he had been holding in his hand, "The medicine powder made by the Supreme Lord can stop the bleeding in a short while and will not leave any scars on the wound. Put it on for you."

Lu Hua has always been a little bit incapable of reading people's faces, and spent more time with men in the army than in her palace, so Xi Yu naturally wanted to apply medicine for him because of the bleeding from the wound on his body.

Seeing Lu Hua approaching her, Xi Yu stepped back calmly and refused, "No need, you just keep the medicine."

Seeing this, Luhua's brain flashed, thinking of the scene he saw in the small courtyard outside Jiuchongtian, his face changed abruptly, and he quickly took back the medicine and said with an embarrassed smile: "Well, my subordinates will call Luhua, and if the ancestor has anything, call me. "

Xi Yu nodded indifferently.

Luhua turned around and cursed something in a low voice, and the soldiers beside him could only vaguely hear a few words about Jia Luo going to die...

Luhua walked to Yang Jian's side, whispered in his ear and asked, "What kind of shit do you think Jia Luo stepped on to be able to stand on this one person?"

Yang Jian slightly closed his eyes and rested his mind. He has been tense these days. Now that the demon army is retreating, at least there is a gap for a while. He is not as energetic as Luhua. He looks like a tiger in the mountain that can fight the demons.

"Hey, let me ask you something! Have you ever stayed outside Jiuchongtian?"

"Look at the appearance of the ancestor, the beautiful scenery and the bright moon, the Zhilan Yushu, why can't you think about falling in love with Jia Luo, you said that the girl who the bastard flirts with every year has eight hundred if not one thousand?"

Yang Jian didn't care about who the ancestor liked, he just wanted to sleep well now, and when Lu Hua wasn't paying attention, he pinched her formula to restrain her and sealed her in place without saying a word.

After doing this series of actions, Yang Jian finally felt that the world had calmed down. Before he could rest, the ancestor was silently spelling away a large pool of blood that he had spit out.

Seeing him looking over, she raised her eyes and bent her mouth and shook her head at him as a signal.

Yang Jian nodded solemnly.

Now their army is all dependent on the ancestor's breath of immortality, if the people below know that something unexpected happened to the ancestor, then this battle will not be fought.

Lu Hua is right, Jia Luo was able to stand on such a person because of the smoke from his ancestors, but Yang Jian not only saw the sweet past of the two in his memory, but also filled his mind with the blood wrapped in swords .

On that rainy night with heavy rain, the patriarch inserted the sword into Qiran's chest with his own hands.

And on Qingchan Mountain, Qiran returned that sword like a madman.

These two people have been entangled in life and death so far, and the resentment and entanglement made Yang Jian have to sigh.

Yang Jian looked at the man sitting in the distance with rather complicated eyes, as if the man who lived in the legend suddenly came alive, with flesh and blood and feelings, and would also be injured and bleed.

Above the main hall of Demon Realm, Jiang Ao looked at Yun Liang with a sad face: "What should we do now?"

Even though he knew that the ancestor's appearance was included in Yunliang's calculations, the defeat in the past few days really made him feel aggrieved. He couldn't wait to lead the army to smash Jiuchongtian to pieces, but the one on the high seat If he didn't speak, even he didn't dare to move rashly.

When he was planning secretly in the Demon Realm, Yunliang descended from the sky and promised to help him become the master of the six realms. Jiang Ao didn't believe in this young man with delicate skin and tender flesh at first, until he saw his methods later. Totally condescending to him.

Jiang Ao's memory of Yunliang was still that of a bastard who claimed to be an envoy of heaven during the battle between immortals and demons.

Who believed that Heaven would send an envoy?

Yun Lianggao sat on the king's seat, his gentle face was tightly wrinkled, as if he didn't hear Jiang Ao's words.

Standing in the dark, Jiang You's face was shrunken. Since the last Fu Xiao incident, she was pressed down on the main hall by Jiang Ao and whipped severely. After that, Yun Liang turned a blind eye to this. passed.

Jiang You looked at Yun Liang's face viciously, and felt that it would be better to turn around and transfer the pain she had suffered to Jia Luo.

"What's the rush?" Yun Liang said slowly, returning to his senses, with a calm expression, not caring at all how much he lost in the defeat of the past few days.

Yun Liang pondered for a few days, Jia Luo and Fu Xiao were put together, and Fu Xiao's mouth might come out of something.Now that Jia Luo has recovered his "memory", it means that he will definitely think about something.

Do you want to arrange a trick?

Anyway, he has done this before?

Just as he was hesitating, the sound of soldiers running hurriedly came from outside the hall.

"Devil King, something is wrong..."

Jiang Ao, who was worried, turned extremely pale when he heard this. He glanced at Yunliang intentionally or unintentionally and patted the table next to him: "What are you panicking, is it possible that you don't understand the rules of the palace?"

The frightened face of the soldier turned pale and he knelt on the ground with a thump and said: "The Demon King, the King of Ten Palaces has escaped from the dungeon!"

"What did you say!" Yun Liang suddenly stood up and looked at the soldier.

"My subordinate went to check on a routine basis, and found that the dungeon was empty, and the King of Ten Palaces and that Fu Xiao were gone!"

At this time, on the frontier of the Demon Realm, Jia Luo looked weakly at the two people who were holding him and ran wildly and said "weakly", "Lu Yanzhi, what the hell can you do if you untie the rope on my body and run again?"

Lu Yanzhi didn't turn his head back: "My mother died eight hundred lifetimes ago!"

Jia Luo saw that he was cold-hearted and put his hope on the man beside him.

He didn't turn his head back: "I don't have a mother!"

Jia Luo: "..."

"Forget it, Lu Yanzhi, how do you know I'm here?"

Seeing that they ran out of the border of the Demon Realm, Lu Yanzhi and Yan let out a sigh of relief, and they came out safely.

The two of them obviously didn't intend to pay attention to Jia Luo's words, and after handing another lump of rotten meat to Lu Yan, he waved at him: "I can only go here, you can go out along this road." Out of the devil world."

Lu Yanzhi nodded at him with an indistinguishable expression: "Thank you this time, be careful..."

Cheng gave a rare smile, his pale and pale face suddenly came alive, and his bright and free-spirited appearance had a bit of a shadow from before.

"Don't worry, I can't stay with you for too long and I'll leave first!"

Lu Yanzhi looked at the two people with a funny look, turned around and walked a few steps, then turned back to him and said, "Lu Yanzhi...take care."

Before Lu Yanzhi could wave goodbye, Qiang left completely and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Jia Luo looked at the two of them: "You can always put me down now, right?"

"If you don't want Yunliang to chase after you, just shut up!"

"How do you know him?"

Lu Yanzhi sneered and hooked his lips: "I know far more than that!"

Jia Luo frowned and pondered: "That person just now belonged to the Demon Race?"

Lu Yanzhi went straight to the southwest with the person in his arms and said lightly, "Old friend."

After thinking for a long time, Jia Luo frowned: "Didn't you say that he was beheaded by your sword? How did the Fallen Demon Mark disappear on his body?"

"Forcibly seize the house!"

"The Demon King killed the body made for him by his general!"

Jia Luo stared at Lu Yanzhi coldly.

The latter spoke slowly: "The devil forcibly saved his soul and forcibly took his body for him, so he barely lived like this."

"The only way?"

"I said that the Fallen Demon Seal cannot be solved, let alone the one on Xi Yu."

Jia Luo keenly heard the voice: "What do you mean? What do you mean let alone?"

"How does the semi-finished product of the Emperor of Heaven compare with the one carved by Yunliang?"

"Carved by Yunliang?" Jia Luo struggled to hear this, "tell me clearly!"

While the two were talking, Lu Yanzhi slammed him onto the ground: "Here we are!"

Jia Luo grinned in pain from the fall and looked around: "Qingqiu? What are you doing here?"

"Jia Luo, what do you think of Yun Liang?"

It was obvious that Lu Yanzhi was not prepared when he came, and directly broke into Qingqiu, causing a lot of murderous intent to gather around them.

If he had asked him this sentence earlier, Jia Luo would have answered without hesitation: "Naturally he is a good man! He is also a teacher and a friend!"

But now he doesn't dare to say that.

It is said in human drama books that the most difficult thing for human beings to distinguish is the human heart, and it is no different for immortals.

"You said that Xi Yu's Fallen Demon Seal came from Yunliang?" Jia Luo asked back.

Lu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "Don't you wonder why Xi Yu's sword pierced your heart?"

The memory of that rainy night was mixed with wet memories.

Lu Yanzhi looked at Jia Luo who was lying on the ground panting heavily, and said without hesitation: "That's because Yun Liang fell into the magic seal on him!"

"The Fallen Demon Seal was originally used to make people cut off their passion/desire, Jia Luo, you have been deceived by Yunliang from the beginning to the end!"

Jia Luo was instantly struck by lightning, and his mind was in chaos.

The sword from Qingchan Mountain now pierced deeply into his heart like a poisoned blade.

"What evidence do you have?"

I don't know if it's the struggle for myself or the last trace of trust in Yunliang.

"Are you not sure? Why did you appear in the demon dungeon?"

"In the battle between immortals and demons, Yun Liang has already stood by Jiang Ao's side."

"Do you know why?" Lu Yanzhi squatted down and pinched Jia Luo's chin to stare at the confused face, "Because he wants to fight against the ancestor, since Xi Yuhu's fairyland, then he will help Jiang Ao become the sixth Lord of the world."

After hearing the reports from her subordinates, Qingyu hurried to see who had the audacity to intrude into their Qingqiu, but as soon as she arrived, she found Lu Yanzhi and Jia Luo, one sitting on the ground in a daze, and the other standing beside her condescendingly.

"What are you doing here?"

Qingyu glanced at Mingjing who was beside her, and then looked at the two who came uninvited.

Lu Yanzhi looked at Mingjing and said, "Of course I came to see Master Mingjing!"

As if he was afraid that Mingjing's bald donkey would make up any more lies, Lu Yanzhi hurriedly said: "The old ancestor fought with Yunliang back then, and the old ancestor did not hesitate to seal Yunliang with himself, so why should he keep it from Jia Luo? ?"

Qingyu looked at the two people who were facing each other, while Jia Luo looked at Mingjing in a daze.

"Baldy donkey, what's going on?"

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