Zhou Yuanyuan still remembers being exhausted after exorcising Zeng Mingliang. Wen Ziqing carried her all the way home, where she fell asleep on his back.

Zhou Yuanyuan still feels warm when she recalls these past events. Her acceptance of Wen Ziqing's affection also has a lot to do with the warmth and support of Wen Ziqing's back on that tiring night.

"Master, master, and that desolate mountain village where all the villagers died overnight should also be done by Ling Xiaotian. His spirit and aura can't be wrong." Xiaoyu remembered another crime of Ling Xiaotian.

Zhou Yuanyuan was surprised. It turned out that she and Ling Xiaotian had already fought several times without either of them knowing!

This Ling Xiaotian deserves death! Not only did he bring disaster to the Yushan Sect, he also committed so many evil deeds in the secular world. Although Cuiyuan Village is small, there are still dozens of lives lost!

"Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?" Wen Ziqing saw that Zhou Yuanyuan looked unhappy, so he quickly stretched out a hand and touched Zhou Yuanyuan's forehead.

"Brother Ziqing, I'm fine." Zhou Yuanyuan saw this and knew that Wen Ziqing was worried about her. She took a deep breath and said, "Brother Ziqing, I think maybe we should close the secret realm. The cultivators are too powerful. Once they harbor evil thoughts, it will be these mortals who will suffer..."

Zhou Yuanyuan recalled the bizarre incident five years ago when people died wherever He Jingjing went. She also recalled the tragic story of He Xiaona and Zeng Mingliang, a couple whose supposedly happy life was ruined by Ling Xiaotian's selfishness.

When Wen Ziqing heard Zhou Yuanyuan say this, he couldn't help but fall into thinking mode.

Indeed, compared with ordinary people, monks are like superhuman beings. Once they harbor evil thoughts, it will be a devastating disaster for mankind.

Take Ling Xiaotian for example! Fortunately, He Jingjing had gone to the secret realm by chance before, otherwise, who knows how many people in the entire secular world would have died because of Ling Xiaotian's soul-nourishing method.

"Yuanyuan, I think you should think carefully about closing the secret realm. Once the secret realm is closed, will it have any major impact on the tens of thousands of cultivators in the secret realm?" Wen Ziqing thought about it and felt that the decision to close the secret realm should not be made too hastily.

There are still tens of thousands of cultivators in the secret realm! Once the secret realm is sealed, will it become an independent space? Or will it gradually become an abandoned space? Before the unknown, the best way is to remain unchanged in the face of change.

You can't just starve yourself to death just because you might choke while eating, right?

"Brother Ziqing, it's so annoying! It would be great if we didn't have so many worries." Zhou Yuanyuan pouted.

During this period, Zhou Yuanyuan was under great pressure. General Zhou's health was deteriorating, and although Zhou Yuanyuan kept silent about it, she was still anxious.

Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't handle her own affairs, yet she still had to meddle in other people's. She wished this secret realm didn't belong to her. If it wasn't hers, she didn't need to make decisions. She could just let things take their own course.

Let it be? Zhou Yuanyuan thought about this and had a sudden realization.

Brother Ziqing is right. She can't ignore the life and death of cultivators for the safety of mortals, right?

"Yuanyuan, no matter what you want to do, I will support you. Don't forget, we will always be together." Wen Ziqing knew that Zhou Yuanyuan was under a lot of pressure recently. Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan frown, he quickly comforted her.

"Well, Brother Ziqing, it's great to have you here." Zhou Yuanyuan nodded, and her restless heart strangely calmed down a little.

As Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan were talking, the flames gradually died down.

Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing stared at Ling Xiaotian turning into a pile of ashes before they breathed a sigh of relief.

After dealing with Ling Xiaotian, Zhou Yuanyuan prepared to deal with Huang Dalang and Yun Shang.

"You, come here." Zhou Yuanyuan waved at Huang Dalang who was hiding in the corner.

"Fairy, fairy, fairy... What advice do you have for me?" When Huang Dalang heard Zhou Yuanyuan calling him, he quickly crawled to Zhou Yuanyuan.

Huang Dalang wanted to kneel down, but an invisible stream of air supported his body when Zhou Yuanyuan waved her hand.

It was so scared! Sweat poured down Huang Dalang’s face like a waterfall.

Huang Dalang could feel that if Zhou Yuanyuan wanted to, she could kill him and Yun Shang with just one finger.

Now the fairy doesn't let it kneel, does it mean that she doesn't want it to beg for mercy?

Huang Dalang was nervous.

"Huang Dalang, you have been in Kyoto for more than two years, right? How is it? Are you reluctant to leave?" Zhou Yuanyuan was speechless when she saw Huang Dalang's trembling body.

She looked like a murderer, no, a demon-killer? Obviously, she was a kind-hearted fairy.

"Sisisi... Sishu?" Huang Dalang blinked his eyes and said after a while, "Fairy, fairy, fairy... Fairy, I really like the cooked food here. When I was in Jiyun Mountain, I always ate sweet potatoes raw when I was craving them. The sweet potatoes in Kyoto are roasted and delicious!"

After saying this, Huang Dalang couldn't help but licking his lips.

"Hehe..." Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing.

This weasel spirit is really interesting. I just don't know if he is pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

"Huang Dalang, the fairy is asking you if you miss home." Seeing this, Yun Shang was afraid that Zhou Yuanyuan could not tolerate Huang Dalang's stupid words, so she quickly reminded him.

"Ah? Oh oh oh. Reporting to the fairy, the little demon misses home very much. The little demon lives at the foot of Jiyun Mountain, and there is a large sweet potato field in front of the door. The little demon's family is very good at growing sweet potatoes, and the sweet potatoes they grow are big and sweet. Whenever the little demon feels hungry, he will dig them up and eat them. Unlike here, you have to spend money to buy a sweet potato, and it is very expensive." Huang Dalang said, and then talked about his sweet potatoes.

Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing.

How much does Huang Dalang like to eat sweet potatoes? As they were talking, they talked about sweet potatoes again.

Yun Shang saw that Huang Dalang's answer was indeed inappropriate, so she quickly walked up to Zhou Yuanyuan, bowed, and said, "Fairy, Huang Dalang is just a stupid brain, but fortunately, he never tells lies. I hope Fairy will not blame him."

"Yun Shang, don't you recognize me?" Zhou Yuanyuan found it a little funny to see Yun Shang looking straight ahead and being respectful and polite.

Seeing that Zhou Yuanyuan was willing to reminisce with her, Yun Shang dared to raise her head and glance at Zhou Yuanyuan.

Seeing that Zhou Yuanyuan's face was not angry, Yun Shang immediately lowered her head and replied respectfully, "Yun Shang had the honor of meeting the fairy a few times two years ago. Without the fairy's permission, Yun Shang would not have dared to recognize her."

"Well, two years ago, when I first walked into the Qingxin Bar, it was you, Yunshang, who received me. Also, I asked you to buy some pills. Do you remember?" Zhou Yuanyuan nodded and admitted her identity.

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