Will Ye Jisheng kill it?

Jian Zhen was injured during the Demon Realm Festival, so he was often unable to leave the Demon Palace. These days, he often followed Ye Jisheng to bask in the sun and absorb spiritual energy, so his body has improved a lot.

When I woke up and opened my eyes again, I found that the scene in front of me had finally changed.

The snow on the fairy mountain falls all year round, and the sky and the earth are covered in silver and white, cold and silent.

The grass in the pot yawned softly, and then heard the voices of children chatting coming from the yard not far away:

"Princess Changle has been outside since a few days ago."

"Yes, she has always wanted to see the Immortal Lord."

"The Immortal Master doesn't want to see her. She broke all the grass that the Immortal Master raised."

"The princess seems to be attracted to the Immortal Master and wants to become his Taoist partner with her."

The short-haired kid said excitedly, "How is that possible! The Immortal Venerable is the Supreme of the Three Realms and the leader of our Immortal Clan. How could he possibly like that unruly princess? I think even if the Immortal Venerable likes the grass on the windowsill, he can never like the princess."

Jian Zhen: “…”

No, it didn't annoy anyone.

The grass in the pot felt complicated when hearing this!

This is really unexpected. I didn't expect that even the venerables of the Three Realms are no exception to the urging of marriage. Previously, the Demon Lord was petitioned by a group of elders to choose a concubine, and later the Immortal Lord was chased out of the palace by the demon princess to get married. It's really interesting.

Jane was really curious and wanted to listen to what was going on.

The children's voices were obviously panicked: "Master..."

Fu Changhuan's cold voice rang out from the courtyard. He looked as dreamy as an immortal in the snow and wind in his white clothes. He said, "Tell the princess that I will be in seclusion from today and will not be able to see guests. You will go to Yunya to receive your punishment later."

The two little children obeyed the order pitifully.

The grass on the windowsill was still listening to gossip when it suddenly met a gaze.

Fu Changhuan's clear eyebrows and eyes were like jade and immortal in the snow. He walked slowly from the courtyard without even leaving footprints on the snow. Everything was silent, and it seemed that only the two figures were left in the world. There seemed to be a hint of smile in his eyes, and he asked in a gentle voice: "Transformed?"

Jian Zhen was stunned when she heard this.

After waking up, I was busy listening to gossip but ignored myself. Now when I looked down, I saw a familiar green spirit floating on the flowerpot.

Fu Changhuan walked over and held it in his palm. The image of Xiaocao was reflected in his cold eyes and eyebrows: "It seems that my heart blood is helpful to your cultivation."

Jane really didn't expect this.

In the Demon Realm Hall, it relies on glass stone to transform into shape, and in the Immortal Mountain, it actually relies on Fu Changhuan's blood to transform into shape.

After all, both of its owners have been kind to it.

The little grass sitting in Fu Changhuan's palm rubbed his hand in a somewhat dependent manner. The touch of the little ball was gentle. Fu Changhuan's face, as cold as a banished immortal, finally showed a smile: "You, you, you are a transformed grass, but you still like to act like a spoiled child."

His words were reproachful, yet doting.

The snow was falling outside the window. Jian Zhen, who was old enough to leave the basin, was taken away from the corridor.

This is the first time it has left the palace.

Fu Changhuan took him through the vast snowfield and finally landed at a cliff at the back mountain. Gusts of cold wind blew over him, but they bypassed the little elf on his shoulders. His white clothes rustled in the wind. His body was always surrounded by a light sandalwood scent, elegant and lingering, as pure and elegant as the snow on this mountain that never melts all year round.

Jian Zhen looked down the mountain. It was surrounded by clouds and mist, overlooking all living beings.

Fu Changhuan asked, "What do you think of the scenery here?"

The elf was slightly stunned. Although he didn't understand what he meant, he still nodded obediently. It was a nice place.

Fu Changhuan chuckled, but there was no trace of a smile on his face. His voice was blown away by the cold wind: "But I feel that this place is lonely and cold, and there is no fun at all."

Jian Zhen turned around and looked at him, but could only see his jade-like face. His eyes, which showed pity for all living beings, fell down the mountain, and seemed to fall into the air, or were nowhere.

Fu Changhuan said: "You have been staying here with me for many years. You must be bored and bored. But I have been in this place for 13 million years."

Jian Zhen thought, if he felt bored after only staying for a hundred years, then the Immortal Venerable must be even more boring.

But then I thought again.

The Immortal Lord can often go down the mountain, and there are many things to deal with. His life should be much better than my own.

Fu Changhuan sat on a stone chair and said, "You must be thinking, since I feel bored, why don't I leave here?"

The grass elf nodded.

Fu Changhuan curled his lips and smiled. The immortal's smile was as bright as the moon. He lowered his eyes and looked at the grass in his hand. His voice was calm but powerful: "Because I am the venerable of the immortals, I have the mission of protecting my people."

In a trance, Jane really felt that she seemed to have heard similar words somewhere.

When I come back to my senses.

Fu Changhuan's warm fingers gently brushed across its soft spirit body and said, "Xiaocao, the Immortal Mountain is lonely. I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who can accompany me. When you transform in the future, I will let you stay in the Spiritual Mountain. You won't leave me, right?"

This is what all cultivators in the world dream of, to be able to stay beside the Immortal Master Lingshan.

Jian Zhen looked at his gentle eyes and almost agreed, but another lonely figure flashed through her mind, and she hesitated for a moment.

Fu Changhuan's eyes darkened and he chuckled, "Never mind, you are still just a little grass, how can you understand these things? You will understand them naturally when you transform into a human form in the future. This time I am in seclusion, you should come with me, it will be good for your cultivation and transformation."

Jian Zhen had never expected that she would go into seclusion with him.

Fu Changhuan walked inside and stroked its head in a comforting manner: "Don't be afraid, just have a good sleep. With me here, there will be no danger. Everything will be fine after you wake up."

After entering the cliff cave behind it, it only felt rich spiritual energy. This is a rare place for cultivation in the world. Especially when there are powerful people around, it is an excellent place for cultivation. After entering, it saw the true energy lingering around it wildly, which forced it to deal with it with its whole body and mind, and soon lost consciousness in the open space next to it.

In a daze.

A strange feeling suddenly filled my body.

Jian Zhen was suddenly awakened from his sea of ​​consciousness. This feeling of his heart beating faster and faster was very familiar to him.

The red moon is in the sky.

It was another red moon night in the demon world, and the curse on Ye Jisheng was about to take effect. Jian Zhen became worried almost as soon as she opened her eyes. Just as she was about to leave the flowerpot, she heard the sound of a sword falling not far away.

“Bang!”

The sound was particularly clear in the silent night.

The grass branches on the windowsill swayed slightly. In the hall not far away, a figure slowly half-knelt down, covering his heart with his hands. Blood flowed out of his mouth, and red soul fire swirled around him.

The man in black said painfully, "Your Excellency... spare my life."

In front of him, a tall man in a black robe stood at the steps of the Demon Clan's hall. The candlelight in the hall was flickering, reflecting on his face.

Ye Jisheng stepped on the black-clothed man and looked down at him as he howled in pain. The floor was covered in blood. He smiled and said, "Who sent you here?"

The red moon was in the sky, and endless murderous aura and violent demonic energy were floating in the palace.

The soul fire almost burned him to ashes.

The shrill screams echoed in the night sky, and the grass on the windowsill not far away also froze in place. The last time it only saw the tragic deaths of those monsters, this was the first time it saw a living person being punished.

The man in black begged for mercy painfully: "I said, I said, it was the immortals and the demons. They said that the curse on you, Your Majesty, would take effect on the night of the Red Moon. That's why every time at this time, you would practice in seclusion. I am the guard sent by the high priest to guard the temple. They want me to take this opportunity to do... tamper with your formation..."

Ye Jisheng curled his lips and smiled, dangerous yet handsome.

The man in black was on fire, but he still wanted to crawl to him alive: "Your Majesty, please don't kill me, I know I was wrong, I was just bewildered for a moment, I can help you, I can be your pawn, I can be a counterintelligence, please give me another chance!"

The soul fire suddenly intensified.

The light of the red moon sprinkled down, casting an eerie glow on the blood-red ground.

"Why..." The man in black's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Why do you have to kill me... I am still useful to you."

Ye Jisheng said: "You talk too much."

The man in black tried his best to reach out and grab the corner of his clothes: "I can be your chess piece..."

Ye Jisheng watched the man being devoured by the soul fire, his eyes were as indifferent as if he was looking at an ant: "You are worthy."

Endless soul fire instantly burned people into ashes, and only the blood on the ground was left. The red moonlight fell down, dyeing the whole world with a cruel color.

Ye Jisheng glanced sideways at the grass on the windowsill.

Jian Zhen's heart trembled, and those red eyes were brighter than usual, as if they were stained with blood, extremely dangerous.

Ye Jisheng smiled and said slowly, "Awake?"

It was just like chatting about daily life as usual, but Jian Zhen knew that something was wrong with him today. The curse was spreading, and the murderous aura on his body was expanding in the air like flames. The pressure from the devil made no one dare to approach him within miles, as if the person who massacred everyone that day had come back again.

Almost in an instant.

Ye Jisheng's figure appeared at the windowsill. He looked up and his slender fingertips stroked the slender tender leaves of the fairy grass.

Jian could really feel the heat of his palms and the surge of demonic energy. Because she was close, she could smell the faint smell of his blood. The screams of the people just now seemed to still echo in the hall, and its branches trembled slightly.

Ye Jisheng asked: "Are you afraid of me?"

When the words fell, there was a heavy chill in his voice.

Jian Zhen's whole body trembled. To be honest, after living with the devil for the past hundred years, he was not that afraid anymore. Besides, the man just now was obviously a traitor, and Ye Jisheng did not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Think about this.

The grass in the flowerpot quietly approached him again and gently rubbed the back of his hand.

Ye Jisheng's red eyes reflected all of this clearly. He curled his lips and whispered, "Zhuzhu, don't be afraid. He deserves to die for colluding with foreign tribes. You are different. I believe that you will never betray me, right?"

A certain grass suddenly froze.

Recalling that he was the Twin Immortal Grass, his other body was still in the Immortal Venerable's sacred mountain.

if……

If one day he transformed into a human and everything was exposed, and Ye Jisheng knew that he had a relationship with the immortals, with the extreme personality of the demon god, would he just kill him to silence him? !