After appreciating the depression of General Ye Mu Lin's soul and making some jokes, Ye Feiran reached out and poked the fat body of the treasure hunter rat. "Mu Lin, you just need to come and see me occasionally. You don't have to stay with me all the time. Since I have planned to develop in an all-round way, I will either be learning to practice or be on the road to learning and practicing in the future." "Ran'er doesn't have to work so hard." Ye Mulin's voice became hoarse. When Ran'er returns to the God Realm, he will naturally protect her. "It's not hard. Only by studying and practicing hard will you not feel sad about time. I want to ascend to the God Realm as soon as possible to reunite with Emperor Zun." Ye Feiran said with a smile. Hearing this, Ye Murin felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he could no longer say those embarrassing words. "Ran'er is so kind to me!" "Hahaha... Mu Lin is also kind to me!" Ye Feiran carried him around the Piaomiao Palace, actually letting him get familiar with this place. Finally, she asked, "Vice Instructor Ye, do you want to go see your students?" "I used the art of descending from the gods to come to the fairy world just to meet Ran'er." Ye Mulin said. Hearing this, Ye Feiran had a smile on his face, and these words sounded very happy. "I understand, but since they are here, let's go see them! Anyway, we plan to have a good get-together, after all, everyone will be busy practicing in the future." "good!" Before going down the mountain, Ye Feiran wrote down the Demon Suppressing Song. There were two copies in total, one for Master Qin Qiu and one for Ye Han. Then, she sent the message to her friends first. Although Ye Han and the others had settled down, their master also asked them to have a good rest for a few days, so as soon as they received the summons, everyone quickly moved into action. Ye Feiran left Piaomiao Peak with the treasure hunter in his arms, and the first person he met was Ye Han. Although Ye Han worshiped four masters, she focused on practicing as a divine musician, so she stayed at the Shenyin Peak of the No. 1 Music Immortal Rong Yue, and the Shenyin Peak was right next to the Piaomiao Peak. "aunt!" "Ran'er!" Ye Han saw that Ye Feiran was in high spirits and had obviously had a good rest, and his eyes fell on the treasure hunter rat in her arms. "Ran'er, are you afraid of being noticed by others when you are walking around the market holding a treasure hunter like this?" After hearing this, Ye Feiran realized the problem, but he didn't care much and said with a smile, "No one can take away my treasure hunter." Ye Mulin's heart trembled. Ran'er's implication was that no one could take him away. Suddenly I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to leave the treasure-hunting mouse to accompany Ran’er! Ye Han was helpless. She knew Ye Feiran was capable, but she couldn't help but said, "Keep a low profile!" "Auntie makes sense." As a result, Ye Feiran stuffed the treasure hunter back into his sleeve and said at the same time, "Mu Lin, I've wronged you." "No grievance." Ye Murin gently rubbed Ye Feiran's wrist, suddenly feeling that this was not bad. What's more, what Ye Han said makes sense, and even if Ran'er swaggers through the market holding a treasure-hunting mouse, no one else will know that his soul is possessed by the treasure-hunting mouse! Thinking of this, he sighed softly in his heart, and then said quietly, "When Ran'er returns to the God Realm, remember to make it up to me." The corner of Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly. After ten years of seeing him, Lord Emperor is still seeking benefits at every possible opportunity as always. "good!" Then, Ye Feiran handed two copies of the Demon Suppressing Song to Ye Han. "Auntie, these are two copies of Demon-Suppressing Songs. I have just started practicing time attributes and I probably seldom go down the mountain, so I asked my aunt to hand them over to Master Qin Qiu." Ye Han took over the Demon Suppressing Song excitedly, "Okay." Finally, she warned again, "Ran'er, don't work too hard in your cultivation!" This is also because she knows that Ye Feiran wants to ascend to the God Realm as soon as possible. In fact, she also wants to, but Ye Feiran's all-round development is much harder than hers. Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "Auntie, I understand, don't try too hard." Ye Han nodded, but in her heart she wanted to seize the time to practice. After all, her talent was not as good as Ye Feiran's, and she didn't want Ye Feiran to wait for her for too long. Soon, everyone gathered. "Little Ye Zi, why not go to Xuantian City to celebrate our becoming inner disciples?" Han Xize suggested. "Yes, yes! We will be busy practicing from now on, and there won't be much time for reunion." Mu Ge said immediately. And his last words gave the atmosphere a hint of sadness. Jiang Yinghan didn't like this atmosphere, so he tsked lightly and said, "Tsk, our most important training right now is to wait until our strength improves, and we can reunite whenever we want." "Yinghan is right!" Just like that, the atmosphere returned to what it was before, and the group set off towards Xuantian City chatting and laughing. Zuixian Tower. After the waiter left, Ye Feiran reached out and poked the treasure hunting rat in his sleeve. "Lord Regal, look at your students!" The treasure-hunting rat poked his head out of his sleeves, glanced at Team Three Fengyun very perfunctorily, and then went back. Ye Feiran: "..." Sure enough, take a look! At the same time, she looked at Ye Han and suddenly thought of a question. "Mu Lin, doesn't Murong Lingji have anything to say to aunt?" "He doesn't know that I used the art of descending from the gods to come to the fairy world." Ye Mulin replied. Ye Feiran: "..." This is the difference between men and women. If it were her, she would definitely ask her aunt if she had anything to say to Murong Lingji. well! Ye Feiran sighed softly in her heart, feeling sympathy for her aunt and also for Murong Lingji. However, this time, Murong Lingji had no chance to ask Ye Murin to bring the message back, so she just asked Ye Murin to help her aunt bring the message back. Ahem... Long-distance relationships always need something to maintain the relationship. Otherwise, if one party suddenly falls in love with another, the other party will definitely be hurt. "I hope that Murong Lingji and my aunt can be lovers and get married eventually, so when Lord Emperor returns to the God Realm, please help my aunt bring a message to Murong Lingji." "Okay!" Ye Mulin agreed readily. After all, this was what Ye Feiran had told him. Even if he felt a little awkward, he couldn't refuse! After the meal, everyone talked about their plans. "Everyone practice hard and strive to become famous in the fairy world. This can be regarded as laying a foundation for our Senluo Continent in the fairy world." "good!" "If you encounter anything, you can call us." "good!" After eating and drinking, everyone chatted and laughed all the way back to Xuantian Immortal Sect. Because Piaomiao Peak and Shenyin Peak are adjacent to each other, Ye Feiran and Ye Han traveled together. On the way, the former told the latter about the art of divine descending. Ye Han looked in disbelief, "So the emperor's spirit is now attached to the treasure hunting rat?" Ye Feiran smiled and nodded, "Yes! Ahem... As long as my aunt knows, in order to save some face for Lord Emperor, don't tell the second person." Hearing this, Ye Han burst out laughing, "Okay! But Emperor Zun is so kind to you. I'm afraid there are not many men in high positions in this world who are willing to attach their souls to a mouse just to meet a woman." She did not continue what she said next, but her eyes indicated that Ye Feiran should cherish it. Ye Feiran smiled again and nodded, "I know, Mu Lin has always been very good to me." Ye Han looked at Ye Feiran, and then at the treasure hunter in his sleeves. A look of envy appeared on his face, and then he couldn't help but speak out what was in his heart. "I wonder how Aji is doing now?"
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
