Luo Xuanyin was stunned, and after she reacted, a trace of shame and anger quickly flashed across her face. This damn demon actually dared to talk back to her.
"Little demon, I'm kindly reminding you not to regret it until you lose your life one day."
“Your master has never been a kind person. If you want to survive, I advise you to leave the Hehuan Sect and Shen Qianyue as soon as possible.”
"I'm afraid that Uncle Xuanyin will be disappointed. I, Si Jiuming, will only recognize one master in my lifetime. If I can be of some use to my master, then even if she wants my demon bone, she can take it."
A smile appeared on Si Jiuming's lips.
The boy had a fair face and lips as red as blood.
"How stupid!" Luo Xuanyin snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain.
"I warned you out of kindness, but you are so unteachable. If you lose your life in the future, don't blame me for not warning you!"
After saying that, Luo Xuanyin angrily turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.
She really didn't know what was so good about Shen Qianyue. Not only did the sect leader indulge her in every way, but even this lowly demon species obeyed her every word. What was the charm of that slut!
The more Luo Xuanyin thought about it, the more resentful he became. Jealousy began to grow and spread wildly in his chest like a prairie fire, and it was out of control.
Inside the Wuji Palace.
Shaoyang stood by the window with his hands behind his back. The night light fell on him like the stars and the moon, as if a layer of moonlight had fallen.
Eyes like cold stars fell coldly on the young man outside the window.
He just stood outside and waited quietly without moving forward.
Shaoyang has excellent skin and complexion, with cascading black hair, a flawless face, and thin red lips, which are charming but not gaudy.
With a fairy, he looks like a god.
The loose robe was slightly open, and the evening breeze gently caressed it, causing the hem of the robe to undulate layer by layer.
It's like an immortal who can fly away with the wind at any time.
He wore a purse around his waist. Perhaps because it was quite old, the stitching on it was crooked and it was impossible to tell what was embroidered on it.
All you can see is a bunch of colorful things.
However, all the disciples of Xuantian Sect knew that the purse, which had long been dilapidated, was regarded by the sect leader as important as his life.
No one can touch it easily.
She seemed to be trapped in a dream.
The Wuji Hall was covered with heavy gauze curtains that moved with the wind, accompanied by the sound of ringing wind chimes.
She lay on the bed with a frown on her face. Once a person falls into a nightmare, it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.
I can't tell the real from the fake.
An unbearable moan escaped from the woman's rosy and plump lips. There was always a figure in front of her.
It's so close, yet I can't touch it.
I couldn't see his face clearly, as if everything was blurred.
Shen Qianyue looked painful, her slender fingers uncontrollably grabbing the mattress beneath her.
She bit her lip.
“Che…”
The faint voice exploded in Shaoyangji's ears like a thunder, and his eyes, which had always been calm, showed a turbulent wave for the first time.
She seemed to be in great pain, as if she was trapped in some extremely unbearable memories and could no longer get out.
“Ache…”
Another low murmur, Shaoyang's whole body tensed up. Even when he faced those thousand-year-old monsters, he had never felt such agony as he did now.
The hand in the sleeve tightened instantly, and a sharp pain came from deep in the heart.
Suddenly, Shen Qianyue sat up straight from the bed, her pupils contracted: "A Che!"
"Ding-ling-ling..."
However, no one around responded, only the clear and pleasant sound of the wind chimes.
It's already daybreak.
The entire Wuji Palace was in an extremely empty place.
Shen Qianyue gasped for breath, she covered her chest and asked: "Xiao Ba, did I have a nightmare?"
"My Lord, Hachi has just woken up, so I haven't detected that your dream has started."
No?
"And, my Lord, at your level, you can't dream."
Don’t you dream?
But she clearly felt that she had woken up from a dream, in which someone had been watching everything she did.
However, she still couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.
Even though she was being watched, she could not feel any resentment. All she felt was pain and sadness from the depths of her heart.
That's ridiculous.
When did she, Shen Qianyue, ever have that kind of damn emotion?
In her world, there is never sadness or guilt, only the desperate efforts to become stronger and reshape her spirit.
But since her dream was not opened, it meant that something had entered her dream and was guiding her.
This is the Wuji Palace, the most solemn and dignified place in the entire Xuantian Sect. No one has ever been allowed to do anything here.
Not to mention forcing yourself into a dream.
"Xiao Ba, who is A Che?"
If she remembered correctly, the name she called out the moment she woke up was Ache.
But she didn't remember the name Ache appearing in her world.
Xiao Ba was also a little embarrassed.
"My Lord, Hachi's memories are archived synchronously with yours, so Hachi doesn't know who he is."
Xiao Ba did not lie. Every time he entered a new world, his memory would be synchronized with that of the Lord.
So it won't remember what happened in other worlds either.
Shen Qianyue just felt a headache.
"woke up?"
Shen Qianyue turned around suddenly and found that Shaoyang had appeared in Wuji Palace at some point, looking at her with cold eyes.
"Master."
Si Jiu Ming appeared from behind him, his eyes fixed on her.
"Your little disciple was afraid that you would encounter something unfortunate in this Wuji Palace of mine, so he stood outside all night. He is very loyal to you."
Shaoyang sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.
Shen Qianyue was stunned for a moment, looking at the boy's clothes that were stained with a little mist, and his red eyes, she couldn't help but feel a headache.
It looked like a big abandoned dog, waiting for the place where its owner might appear.
The moment he saw his master, he felt very aggrieved and resentful.
"Master is fine, Xiao Jiuer, don't worry."
Shen Qianyue walked over and sat down in front of Shaoyang.
He said, "I bought it on credit in Liangzhou. After a while, I will go to an uninhabited place and hunt a big monster for you."
"I heard there's a small island called Yingzhou, and on that island there's a guardian beast called Yamata no Orochi."
Shen Qianyue paused and said, "When the time comes, I will hunt it down, take out its demon core and give it to you, and then use its tendons and bones to make you a set of soft armor."
“As for its skin…” Shen Qianyue looked at Si Jiuming.
His tone was indifferent: "Just use it to make a dress for Xiao Jiuer, what do you think, Senior Brother?"
She had seen the Yamata-no-Orochi before and had the good fortune to fight it. For her in peak condition, it should be no problem for her to defeat it.
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