Chapter 393 Who Cares?

Go back, go back, where to go back to.

Ye Xingzhou still had a lot of questions in his mind and hadn't asked them yet, but his cheap master's time was up.

"Master, what are the limitations of my cultivation formation?"

"Why would the Demon Lord of the future help me to solve it?"

"Have I forgotten a memory?"

Ye Xingzhou spoke very quickly, throwing out a series of questions.

The spirit is the spirit, it’s not too late to reply with a few words.

Feng Wujian's eyes looked at Ye Xingzhou calmly.

"You set up the formation yourself."

"It's better to forget that memory."

The spirit returns to the body.

The last bit of heat from the tea dissipated.

A powerful suction force wrapped around Ye Xingzhou and dragged him backwards.

The scene quickly goes backwards.

Buds flourish and wither.

The leaves grow and fall.

Time travels through time again.

A frozen moment.

Wooden butterflies are flying all over the sky.

It's like paper money scattered all over the city.

The sun is dazzling.

The wind is weak.

The sound of ringing bells is pleasing to the ears.

The crisp sound echoed throughout the empty land.

Where does the ringing sound come from?

Ye Xingzhou sat up from the ground and looked around.

The Beidian city gate was tightly closed.

And he was lying outside the door.

The bell rang only once and then there was no more sound.

It is now daytime.

After he was brought into the barrier by the Demon Lord, he didn't know whether Yan He found the bone whip and got out.

Ye Xingzhou rubbed his eyebrows.

After killing Fengyu three times in a row, the backlash of anger made him uneasy and even his temper tended to be irritable.

The cheap master's spiritual energy guidance only eliminated most of it, and the remaining residue in the body needed Ye Xingzhou to slowly wipe out.

But it's a good opportunity for this bastard to come.

He felt only pain when the storm came back.

When Fengyu came, it was obvious that he was in pain and happy. While being tortured, he kept clinging to Ye Xingzhou and sniffing his scent.

It turns out that this is a purely reward level for Fengyu.

Ye Xingzhou increased the strength of the massage.

He needs to sort out the clues revealed by Feng Wujian.

Cheap Master said that the formation in Ye Xingzhou's body was set up by Ye Xingzhou himself.

It also confirmed that Ye Xingzhou had a forgotten memory.

However, Feng Wujian did not give a direct answer as to why the Demon Lord released the restrictions of the formation.

That sealed memory is of vital importance.

Moreover, the method of killing Feng Yulai was not discussed, which showed that the cheap master knew that someone would intervene.

This person is the Demon Lord who has a deep hatred for Feng Yulai, and is also the disciple who has died in Feng Wujian's words.

Ye Xingzhou could only think of one way to kill Feng Yulai's physical body.

The external system in the hands of the Demon Lord.

Only with the help of the external system in the Demon Lord's hands can the Demon Lord kill Feng Yulai's physical body.

After his physical body died, the Demon Lord took Feng Yulai's demon bones for some purpose, and sealed Feng Yulai, who had become a vengeful spirit, in the Ghost Market.

The demonic bone that was extracted was what Feng Wujian told Ye Xingzhou not to touch.

Don't touch the demon bones.

Ye Xingzhou thought of something and slowly lowered his hand.

Could the bone whip that Elder Xuan asked Yan He to find be the devil bone?

Elder Xuan knew that it was a demon bone, and he also knew that Ye Xingzhou could not touch the demon bone, so Elder Xuan did not tell him.

Now it makes sense.

Could it be that if he touches the devil bone he will be assimilated?

Ye Xingzhou is now glad that he did not get involved or take on the job when he was unaware of the situation.

But where did Yan He go?

Ye Xingzhou sent out two spiritual messages, one to Yan He and one to Elder Xuan.

There was no response to either of the two spiritual messages, so Ye Xingzhou had no choice but to search while walking.

The grass underfoot was crushed.

Suddenly, a subtle sound came from behind.

It wasn't the sound of a snake running through the grass, it sounded more like footsteps.

The sneaky kind.

Sounds very familiar.

The sound was still approaching him.

Ye Xingzhou stopped and gave a smooth slap.

"What do you want to do with me?"

The slap was stopped by a hand halfway.

The left protector straightened his back and said, "Who's following you? I'm just passing by."

Look look look.

This bird's nest head, when he wanted him, he said he was the best in the world, and when he held him in his arms, he took advantage of him and said nice things to him.

When they are no longer needed, they turn their backs on you and refuse to acknowledge you.

He was following me. He was the Left Protector and not a pervert.

Just happened to be passing by here.

Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows and stepped aside to make way.

"Then you go first?"

The left protector was unhappy again because of this giving way.

He glared at Ye Xingzhou and said, "Since we've met, can't we just chat?"

"You said you were the best in the world before, but now you deny it?"

Zuo Hufa's tone was as resentful as it could be.

How can I not feel resentful?

The left protector is a traditional magic cultivator.

Traditional magic cultivator!

Who understands the value of traditional magic cultivation?

But Ye Xingzhou resorted to all sorts of tricks, coaxing, forcing, and getting angry to control him.

In order to avoid delays in killing the bird's nest, the left protector had to abandon tradition.

Moreover, ever since he recognized Ye Xingzhou as the best man in the world, Protector Zuo has been having nightmares every night.

In the dream, everything is the best in the world, and Ye Xingzhou’s salted pig’s trotters are the best.

Now that he has met Ye Xingzhou, the left protector must beat him up to vent his anger.

After the left protector asked that question, Ye Xingzhou did not respond for a long time.

The left protector put his hands on his hips and laughed.

"If you don't recognize it, then don't recognize it. I don't care."

"And the best in the world? How childish."

The left protector's hands on his waist were like those with ADHD. He would pull the scarf around his neck, touch his chest, and pinch the new black gloves on his hands.

There are quite a lot of new equipment for the left protector today.

Ye Xingzhou's gaze fixed on a red dot, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

The left protector was still chattering.

“Who cares?”

"It's just that he's the best in the world, right? Children playing house wouldn't say such childish things."

"I'm a demon cultivator and the Left Protector. I don't care at all."

The left protector could hardly hold back the expression on his face as Ye Xingzhou still couldn't speak.

He glanced sideways, and the angry expression on his face suddenly stopped.

Ye Xingzhou's fingertips were holding a piece of red hairband.

This headband is tied to the small braid on the side of the ear and is decorated at the end of the braid.

"This headband..."

The left protector uttered twice, "What are you doing? You're trying to take advantage of me again!"

Ye Xingzhou untied the knot of the hairband with a light pull.

Ye Xingzhou's next move made the left protector's eyes widen in shock.

Ye Xingzhou put the removed hairband to the tip of his nose and sniffed it!

Look look look!!!

Pervert!

Ye Xingzhou likes him so much that he even wants to smell his hairband!

The left protector turned around three times on the spot, like a duck in a hurry to lay eggs.

This step is to untie the hairband, and the next step is to have sex in the wild!

The left protector immediately covered his clothes tightly, his face flushed and his neck thick.

How terrible!

The next moment.

A slap came right at his face, and the left protector was caught off guard and received it hard.

Accompanied by Ye Xingzhou's voice.

"I was wondering why one of my hairbands was missing, and it turns out you stole it!"

“???”

What the hell?

The left protector's eyes became clear.

Ye Xingzhou was absolutely sure that the headband was his.

Although this red hairband was deliberately cut short and thin, Ye Xingzhou still smelled his unique scent.

This slap was not undeserved at all.

The left protector opened and closed his mouth, seeming to want to say something but stopped himself. After a long time, he covered his face with his hands and stammered out a sentence.

"Were you just looking at this headband???"

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