Zhuque lay on his side on the stone table and yawned out of boredom.
"Baihu, where do you think Qinglong and the others are?"
Mo Xiaoyue shook her head slightly, "I don't know."
"But there was an exchange of information tens of thousands of years ago, and they seem to have recovered quite well."
"I had to leave the main body because of my own problems."
Zhuque pondered for a moment and said, "Indeed, they are both very good at hiding. Now that their bloodline has returned, they are probably almost fully recovered."
"Ah~!" Suzaku stretched out his two little feet.
"Who cares? I don't want to go anywhere now. I just want to stay here and let my Nirvana power recover to its peak."
"Then I can live forever again, hehehe..."
Mo Xiaoyue glanced at Zhuque, a smile flashing in her eyes.
He is obviously the most afraid of death among the four sacred beasts, but he always rushes to the front.
She even volunteered to take on such a dangerous task as guarding the 100,000 evil spirits.
Baihu still remembers what Zhuque said.
"I know I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of you dying!"
"And I have the power of Nirvana and rebirth, so just leave it to me."
Mo Xiaoyue looked at the sky and was silent for a long time before she called out softly: "Suzaku."
Seeing no response, Mo Xiaoyue looked back and found that Zhuque was lying on the stone table with his legs spread out and asleep.
"You still have such bad sleeping posture."
Home is where the heart is.
This is the place where Suzaku feels most at ease, so he sleeps so deeply without any defense.
She could understand the fatigue that Zhuque had endured over the years, and it was not just physical or spiritual fatigue.
Rather, it is the fatigue that comes from deep within their hearts that causes them great suffering.
Mo Xiaoyue smiled, waved her finger, and gently sent her back to her room to rest.
Mo Xiaoyue leaned her hands on the stone table, stretched hard, and raised her butt high.
Like a kitten stretching out after sleeping.
After stretching her body comfortably, Mo Xiaoyue lay down on the recliner.
The breeze is gentle and the sun is warm. The people I care about are still alive and working together for one thing.
This feels good, very good.
“That’s great~!”
Not long after, Yang Ke came back for them.
"Xiaoyue, where is Suzaku? Where did he go?" Long Xiaoxiao asked in confusion.
"She is too tired and is resting in my room."
Long Xiaoxiao then sat down next to Mo Xiaoyue.
"Xiaoyue, I've been out for a while, and I feel like you've changed a lot."
"It feels like you are an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years."
Mo Xiaoyue rolled her eyes. "You're the old monster. How can an older sister talk about her younger sister like that?"
Long Xiaoxiao shrugged and glanced at Yang Kewei, indicating that there seemed to be nothing she could do.
Yang Kewei scratched his head, struggling for a long time before speaking tentatively.
"Xiaoyue, did you remember something?"
Mo Xiaoyue nodded and admitted frankly, "I did remember some things from the past."
"Then you...are still Xiaoyue, right?" Yang Kewei looked at Mo Xiaoyue with questioning eyes.
Mo Xiaoyue wrinkled her nose and said, "Brother, don't worry, I haven't been possessed by anyone else. I am still Mo Xiaoyue."
"It's just that I remembered too much and couldn't digest it all at once."
Yang Kewei glanced at Long Xiaoxiao inconspicuously, and only when he was sure that there was nothing wrong did he finally feel relieved.
"That's good. I'll get busy with my own things then."
Then he took out a wooden plaque and started carving.
He must prepare the identity tokens for the children before the half-term holiday.
Hongyu still slept obediently on Yang Kewei's shoulder.
Long Xiaoxiao also closed her eyes and went to practice with the preacher.
Mo Xiaoyue continued to bask in the sun.
The courtyard was peaceful.
At this time, Chu Chen returned home and immediately sent Chu Ying to practice.
The couple isolated the room.
At An Qing's house, An Lingyu was also sent to practice.
However, An Qing is now a clone, so he can only wait for Chu Chen to finish his job, and then go to exchange for his real body to come back.
"Damn it, you've been out playing for so long and you're still not satisfied."
These words happened to be heard by Su Yueluo who opened the door, and she immediately smiled mischievously.
"Husband~, do you think I'm beautiful?"
An Qing turned around and looked at Su Yueluo, his eyes full of admiration, "Very beautiful!"
"Do you want to eat it? I've been wanting to eat you, my husband, for a long time."
An Qing swallowed and took a deep breath. This clone of his was shared with his original body. If the clone saw it, it meant that the original body saw it.
In a valley cave northwest of the Immortal Forbidden Land, An Qing was sitting cross-legged in the center of a large formation with a folding fan on his head.
At this time, An Qing opened his eyes and frowned as he looked at the formation below. Ever since Liu Mengxi left, things have indeed become much easier.
But when he thought about Chu Chen being away for so long and still continuing to have sex after coming back, he became furious.
"Bitch!"
After saying this, An Qing closed his eyes and continued to suppress the seal.
There are several similar seals, one of which is in Tianduan Mountain.
There are three Immortal Emperors suppressing it together.
They were all powerful Immortal Emperors who were once famous far and wide. Any one of them would shock the entire Immortal World for a long time.
The three of them sat there like statues, day and night without knowing it.
No one noticed that on the other side of them, a dark shadow quietly sneaked into Tianduan Mountain.
Further away, there was a dark shadow lurking quietly.
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