Xue Chenjing was distracted for a moment and let Xue Xingzhi pull him into the Xue residence.

The heavy door slowly closed behind him, and the corridors and courtyards that came into view made him feel familiar. It seemed that the layout had not changed at all from when he left home, but the people around him had aged a lot.

He didn't recognize most of the servants who gathered from the house, only the leading housekeeper looked somewhat familiar.

Xue Xingzhi kept holding his wrist tightly, as if he was afraid that he would disappear again if he turned around. He pointed at the middle-aged man in the lead and said, "He is Liu Huaer, the son of housekeeper Liu. He often followed you when you were a child. Do you remember him?"

Xue Chenjing stared at him carefully, and after he mentioned this, he had some impression in his mind. But the Liu Hua in his memory still stayed at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

"Young Master?" Liu Hua stepped forward, looked at him in surprise, raised his sleeves and rubbed his eyes, and looked at the hair band on his head.

This was their habit when they were young. Xue Chenjing liked bright colors and his hair bands were mostly bright colors, while Xue Mingyuan preferred more elegant clothes.

Every morning when Liu Hua went to see him, he would first see what hair band the young master was wearing today and what clothes he was wearing. Then he knew whether the person in front of him was the eldest son or the young son.

He also knew whether he would spend the day quietly in the study or run out to pick bird eggs and catch crickets.

When Liu Hua was young, he didn't like to study, so he liked to hang out with the young master. However, although he had a lot of fun, he had to accompany the young master to be beaten with a stick when the old man checked the homework at night. That period of time was really painful and happy.

Later, the young master wore elegant clothes less and less, but even if he wore colorful clothes, he would no longer play horse racing with him. Xue Chenjing seemed to have changed slowly. The atmosphere of the entire Xue family became inexplicably low and tense, and fewer people could enter the young master

's yard. Liu Hua was one of the few people who were still allowed to see him. He was placed with high hopes at that time. The old man and his wife hoped that he could please the young master so that they could find out about the eldest son. They hoped that Xue Chenjing would be happy and maybe let the eldest son come out.

However, since when, the eldest son has become the thorn in the side of the young master. Xue Chenjing used to like to pretend to be the eldest son and tease him for fun, but now even mentioning the eldest son's name will make him angry.

Gradually, every time Liu Hua was pushed into the courtyard of the young master to see him, he felt anxious and resistant. His father's instructions, the high hopes of the master and the lady, and Xue Chenjing's disappointed eyes every time he mentioned the eldest son, were like mountains pressing on his shoulders.

Liu Hua began to avoid seeing him. In order not to step into the courtyard of the young master, he tried his best to hurt himself or get sick, and found various reasons to shirk.

Not only him, but also the servants who had a close relationship with the young master were under such pressure.

On a snowy night, he deliberately squatted outside, hoping to catch himself sick from the cold, so as to avoid going to the young master's yard the next day to accompany Xue Chenjing.

When he was shivering with cold, he suddenly heard someone ask, "What are you doing squatting here? Aren't you cold?"

Liu Hua turned around and saw someone walking out of the snow with an umbrella.

Xue Chenjing's eyes moved up and down, slowly sweeping across the snow on his body. The fact that there was such a layer of snow on his shoulders and head showed that he had been stewing in the snow for a long time.

His eyes changed from puzzled to understanding, his brows slightly frowned, and he sneered, "Every time you come to see me, you are either injured or sick. So this is how you get sick?"

Liu Hua's teeth clattered, and he wanted to explain, but his brain was too slow from being frozen, and he didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Xue Chenjing didn't say anything more, nor did he get angry about it. He just bent down, put the umbrella on his head, turned around and left. Liu Hua got sick as he wished, and he had a fever and lay in bed, unable to get up, and couldn't go to please the young master.

When he was completely sober, the Xue family no longer had a young master who needed them to please.

The naughty, coquettish, and crybaby young master who started howling before the stick hit his hands disappeared from the Xue family. No matter how old Master Xue asked around and searched for him, he could not find him again.

Now, the young master who had been away from home for many years suddenly came back, still with that young face, as if he had not changed at all. He was wearing a red-gold headband, and his robe was stained with a strong smell of blood, and the base color of the clothes could no longer be seen.

Liu Hua observed him carefully and called out again: "Young Master? Is that you? Are you really back?"

Xue Chenjing and his childhood playmate looked at each other, and then turned to look at Xue Xingzhi who was beside him with tears in his eyes. From the white hair on their heads and the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes, they slowly felt the passage of time.

He had reincarnated too many times, and after combining with the monster, time slowly stagnated for him. His life became too long, and he had forgotten how precious time was to mortals.

Xue Chenjing had some hesitation in his eyes, but finally nodded in their expectant gaze.

Outside the human mind barrier, the wind blew across the mountains and fields, and wooden wishing tablets hung between the swaying branches of the dense forest.

These wooden tablets were scattered on different green trees, forming a complex array. The glimmer of light from the words written on the wooden tablets connected them into a mind realm. A shadow

of Madam Lian's soul was projected in the air. She sat cross-legged, with her hands folded in front of her, holding a lotus flower in her hand. Looking at the background around her, her real body was still on the unique peak of Xiaoyao Gate.

The righteous monks who had chased here all gathered around her. Madam Lian said loudly, "The demon has been trapped in the realm of mind. Everyone can enter according to the plan, replace the people in the realm of mind, and try to kill the demon in the realm of mind."

She stretched out her hand, and the faces of two elderly people, a man and a woman, appeared under her hand. "The thoughts of the Xue couple are the basis for the existence of this human realm of mind. These two people entered the realm with their real bodies, not illusions of mind, and cannot be replaced. The rest of the people can be replaced."

Madam Lian finished speaking, and her soul escaped into the realm of mind. Immediately afterwards, several figures turned into streams of light and followed her. The remaining monks tacitly dispersed into the forest, protecting the wooden wishing tablets that formed this realm of mind from the outside.

The night retreated from between heaven and earth, and the morning light appeared on the horizon. Another night passed.

The light and shadow that flashed quickly above the clouds gradually slowed down, and a gorgeous carriage appeared in the light and shadow. The nine-headed bird heads guarding the carriage looked around. They had originally been flying firmly in one direction, but now the nine birds suddenly had a disagreement and didn't know which way to fly.

The people in the carriage felt the speed drop, and asked loudly: "What's the matter? Have you found him?"

The nine-headed bird chirped, like a group of chattering. One bird said it wanted to fly left, and the other said it wanted to fly right. They started arguing, and began to curse each other and peck at each other.

Yu Yi pushed open the door of the carriage from the inside, and the fighting birds outside suddenly became quiet, facing forward obediently, not daring to look back at her.

She scanned all the bird heads, fixed her eyes on one that stood out, and said, "Bald, you tell me."

The bird with all its feathers burned opened its beak in anger. It was not bald! It had a nice name, Lanling!

Under the mocking gaze of the other birds, the bald bird could not express its pain and anger, and chirped a lot.

Yu Yi heard the meaning of its cry from its aggrieved cry. They lived with Xue Chenjing and could sense the location of their master, but just now, they lost the direction of Xue Chenjing.

Their master was either imprisoned in some kind of barrier or entered another space.

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Yu Yi walked to the front room of the carriage and looked down at the clouds. The Emperor's chariot sped for a whole day and night and had already left the sea. Below was a vast land, and a city could be vaguely seen not far ahead.

But the city was not big, and it did not look prosperous. It was probably a county town.

Before, the Emperor's chariot had been heading west, but it had lost its accurate position, and this direction alone was not enough to find Xue Chenjing. There was still a vast continent in the west.

Yu Yi lowered her eyes in thought, and remembered the system voice she had heard before. The last plot unlocked by the system was in Wangye. Wangye also happened to be in the west. Xue Chenjing worked so hard to unlock the plot, so he must go to Wangye.

She ordered the nine-headed bird to fly forward in the original direction, and when it could not sense Xue Chenjing's location, it flew towards Wangye. The nine-headed bird then stopped arguing and flapped its wings forward.

Yu Yi returned to the carriage, her eyes aimlessly scanning the tables and furnishings in the carriage. She had never thought that one day she would be looking for him so anxiously.

In the past, even if they were separated, Yu Yi didn't care, because she knew that Xue Chenjing would always come back, just like he said, a dog tied with a leash will not get lost, and she should just stay on the island and wait for him to come back.

But seeing the carefully planned siege in the turbid fog, she really couldn't wait on the island with peace of mind.

The main god system asked her to be the one holding the sword, so Xue Chenjing shouldn't die somewhere else, right? He must die under her sword, right?

Yu Yi sat on the couch, reaching out to touch her own Green Bamboo Sword. After the sword merged with the Taisu Sword, the sword body had completely lost its wooden appearance and became as bright as snow. When her fingertips lightly brushed the sword body, she could hear the low sound of a metal sword.

She didn't know if it was affected by her turbulent state of mind, but the Green Bamboo Sword was also restless, and thin arcs of electricity flickered across the sword body. The Lightning Sword Realm suddenly unfolded under the sword, and the flying electric current scared Senior Brother He from his sleep and he flapped his wings to hide outside the carriage.

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the car was the ferocious nine-headed demon bird again. Senior Brother He was clinging to the door of the carriage, in a dilemma.

Yu Yi had no time to pay attention to it at this moment. The electric current flowing in the carriage condensed into half of the Thunder Dragon Sword Spirit. The Thunder Dragon raised its head, opened its dragon mouth, and spit out a round bead from its mouth.

"What is it? Dragon bead?" Yu Yi stepped forward, and her breath brushed over the bead. When she saw the rippling water pattern, she realized that it was not a bead, but a round water bead.

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Yu Yi was surprised and said, "Is this water from the Chaos Pond? How did you bring it out of the pond?"

The Thunder Dragon tilted its head, and its golden eyes, which were full of electric arcs, looked at the water droplets it had spit out innocently and blankly, as if it was also a little confused about when it had brought out such a thing.

But when it saw this ball of water droplets, its fighting spirit rose, and it opened its mouth without hesitation and bit down fiercely.

The Thunder Dragon's sharp teeth pierced into the water droplets, and the electric arc instantly shot out of its mouth into the Chaos Water Droplets.