In the sea of flames, Yao Yin was panting, and finally broke out at the last moment and entered a seemingly normal jungle.
She patted her sultry chest, put the broken sound flute away, and just wanted to sit down cross-legged to restore her spiritual power, but was grabbed by a hand with distinct bones: "This place is too devilish to practice cultivation."
His voice was dull and silent: "I will give you some spiritual power."
Yao Yin calmly drew out his hand, raised his eyes and looked around. In the demon realm, the demonic energy prevailed, and it was indeed not suitable for running the fairy law.
"No need, after a while, spiritual power will recover by itself."
Luo Hua's thin lips pursed slightly: "Yao Yao, I know you... loathe me, but the Demon Realm is so dangerous that it is difficult to move without spiritual power."
Yaoyin put his hands around his chest, and looked at his slightly gloomy eyebrows: "Your honor is self-knowledge."
Luo Hua's forehead frowned tighter, and even the tone was stained with sadness: "Yao Yao..."
"Ahem..."
Suddenly a light cough sounded from behind the tree, Yao Yin turned his head casually, originally just looking at it casually, but when he saw the green shadow next to the tree, his eyes suddenly lit up:
"Qing Li?" It was too pleasant to see him here. For the first time, he forgot the customary name of "God Monarch" and called him by his name subconsciously.
Luohua watched her reaction silently, his heart sank, and his dark eyes followed her figure towards Qing Li who suddenly appeared.
"Why are you here?" Yao Yin quickly walked forward, seeing that he was very happy at the moment.
Qingli did not answer her question, bowed her head, and looked rather embarrassed as soon as her eyes fell on the curled hair tips on her cheeks:
"Hair is burnt?"
Yao Yin's face turned red, and he quickly reached out and curled up his hair behind his ears, trying to explain: "It was only accidentally obtained."
Qingli's eyes darkened, she suddenly raised her sleeves, and gently rubbed the tips of her ears with her warm fingers, pinching the hair and rubbing a little.
Yaoyin's face became even redder, and he uncomfortably wanted to turn his face away, but he heard two words from his scarlet lips: "Don't move."
Yao Yin's movements were instantaneously stiff, and the air suddenly became quiet, and she seemed to be able to smell the scent of his body during her breath. She quietly raised her eyes to catch his particularly focused expression.
Before he could take a closer look, a white light flashed and separated them a little bit. Yaoyin stepped back a few steps, and saw Luo Hua standing beside her, frosty: "Does the gods know whether men and women give or receive marriage?"
Yao Yin frowned, and was about to speak, but saw that Qingli had faintly opened his lips: "This monarch naturally knows, and he just repaired her damaged hair. It's an honorable one. It's too much control. many."
Luo Hua's face was expressionless: "What is the mind of the gods, the deity is clear at a glance, I advise the gods to give up early and don't want to think."
Qing Li squinted: "If I want to, what will you do."
Yaoyin looked at Luo Hua, and then at Qing Li. He felt that the conversation between the two was very strange. Does Luo Hua know what Qing Li's secret is? Why don't he let him not wishful thinking? The most amazing thing is that Qingli still wants it!
I haven't seen Qing Li being so obsessed with anything. Yu Luohua used to have respect and a lot of respect, but now he is facing it so brightly, which is really unexpected.
Suddenly, the surrounding airflow changed sharply, and the pressure seemed to be everywhere, and it became heavier. Some weaker monsters appeared in their original form, and they had not stayed for a while before being crushed and dispersed.
Yao Yin stabilized his figure: "What are you doing." Fighting in the Demon Realm is not a good thing.
The air pressure suddenly converged in an instant and withdrew like flowing water. Luo Hua turned his head to look at her with a slightly slow expression: "There is still some distance from the heart of the Demon Realm. You should take a rest first and wait for your spiritual power to recover before you start your journey.
In the magic hall, Xin Yang lay on the magic couch with her hands half asleep, in a daze, she dreamed of the past time, the time that masters taught her and patiently accompanied her.
Unknowingly, tears burst into her face again. She loves Master and is willing to give everything for him. But why does Master treat her so cruelly? As long as there is a little leeway, she will not be in the devil's domain.
And what makes her most desperate is that she still can't let go of her master until now, she misses her all the time, resents her all the time, how good it would be if she also loved her...
"Little girl," the enchanting male voice sounded, and Streamer stepped into the hall: "Let's take a look at the gift my lord prepared for you."
Xin Yang was startled in her dream, saw the streamer, wiped the remaining tears on her face, and said coldly: "What gift."
Streamer snapped his fingers, and suddenly there was a row of men in white clothes appearing in the temple, their clothes and hair accessories were exactly the same as Master, and their faces were six or seven points similar to Master, either eyebrows, nose bridge, or thin lips.
Xin Yang couldn't help but stared blankly: "This, this..."
Streaming Guangxiexie smiled: "How is it, little girl, are you satisfied?"
"He, how could they..."
"Why is it so similar to your master, right?" Streaming blew the demon red nails: "This monarch collects all walks of life, and finally finds some good seedlings, coupled with my demon world's face change surgery, just to do so. Little girl, I took great pains for you."
Xin Yang looked at the men in front of her in disbelief. The Red Devil's feather robe dragged on to the ground. She approached step by step, and slowly stroked the corner of one of them like an evil, but soon, she retracted her hand like an electric shock. No, these people are not masters. Masters are cold, holy, and undisturbed. They have a conscientious expression. How can they be compared with Master?
No one can match Master's appearance and charm!
Xin Yang looked at Liu Guang suddenly: "You save me and treat me like a guest, what is your purpose?"
"Good question!" Liu Guangyang laughed wildly: "Little girl, don't you hate your master? You love him and hate him, but you can't help him. In that case, it's better to make a deal with me."
"You gave me your soul. From then on, you will be crowned with the honor of the queen of the devil, and you will be equal to the king of the demon clan. No one in the world dares to look down upon you, including the respectable gods in the sky, including the goddess Yaoyin... ..."
"Actually, what's so great about the so-called Goddess, aren't you also a descendant of Nuwa..."
The last sentence hit Xin Yang's sore spot, yes, she is also a descendant of the gods, why should she bear this? The gods in the sky despise her, and the master abandons her. She has suffered so much damage. It is time to get back... God, she becomes a demon. If the master sees her as the queen of the demon, what will he look like?
Anger, disappointment, heartache... Will it hurt?
Xin Yang's long eyelashes flickered slightly, and her original innocent apricot eyes were extremely seductive because of demonization. She blinked, really want to see if Master would be moved by her...
After Yao Yin recovered, the three of them continued to move forward in the jungle. The heart of the Demon Realm said it was near and far, and it all depended on how to go.
Luo Hua seemed to have been here, familiar with the road, leading them steadily forward.
Yao Yin suddenly remembered that after Xin Yang in his previous life, their master and apprentice had a deadlock for several years, during which time he should have broken into the demon realm to find an apprentice.
"This jungle is full of weirdness. It's better to use the Yin and Yang plate." Qing Li stopped.
The yin and yang plate is a magic weapon he refined not long ago to guide the way, no matter how psychedelic the place is, it will surely point out a way to survive.
Luo Hua turned his head slightly: "No need."
Qingli raised his eyebrows: "I am so confident?"
Luo Hua narrowed his eyes. In his previous life, he had always had a glimmer of hope for Xin Yang, hoping to lead her back to the right path, so he drove a few times alone.
Generally speaking, if it is not a demonic race, it is extremely difficult to survive in the demon realm, not only because of the suppression of immortality here, but also because of the treacherous terrain of the demon realm, which will make you fall into it if you are not careful, even if the monster can do nothing for a while. , But after a long time, the magic energy began to slowly consume spiritual power, until it swallowed the entire fairy body.
Yao Yin looked at the two people who stopped at the same time, moved closer to Qingli, and whispered: "Follow him, respect the boundless divine law, maybe you have already found the way forward."
Qingli smiled plausibly: "So you mean, I can't find the way forward?"
Yao Yin: "...I didn't mean that."
"Then what do you mean."
Yaoyin was speechless for a while, and time retrospective could not be mentioned to others, otherwise he would be backlashed by the heavens. How could she explain that Luohua had already figured out the demon realm?
Qing Li glanced at her faintly, and moved forward.
Yaoyin only felt that the figure in front of him was empty, and after reacting, he quickly turned to catch up: "Shenjun, wait for me, otherwise you should take out the Yin Yang plate and take a look..."
"No, I'll just wait to follow the master."
"Be prepared for it..."
Listening to her joking words, Luohua frowned and tightened his eyebrows. He suddenly realized that Yao Yao was so different to that person. Even when facing him before, she had never been so...lively.
He violently waved his sleeves to block out the monster that was about to invade, surrounded by black air, but his face was pale as paper.
Lifting his eyes to look at the two people in front of each other not far away, flying to catch up.