Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 94: The dust settles, the saint is unknown

Whoosh whoosh!

Xia Ji is holding the scorpion in his left hand and the little tree demon in his right hand. Between the steps, the ground seems to have shortened the distance.

Although there is no way to achieve Su Tianlong's ability to travel thousands of miles and step thousands of miles,

However, he is still extremely fast.

In less than a day, he has arrived at the shrine at the headquarters of the Church of Death.

As soon as he arrived in front of the door, his expression changed, because all the people who came in were resentful cultivators.

Unconsciously, these monks have quietly occupied the Church of the Dead?

This is a real dog...

And when those grievance cultivators saw him and Tingtu, they were immediately awe-inspiring.

The two sides confirmed their eyes and understood that they were their own.

And because of Xia Ji's identity, even though they quietly occupied the temple and covered the eyes and ears of some senior officials in the temple, they did not interfere with Miaomiao and Madam Xue.

After all, he is his own boss.

Then, the resentful cultivators separated and respectfully let Xia Ji and Tsao enter the temple...

...

Xia Ji came to the depths of the headquarters.

In a small courtyard full of spiritual energy, snow is piled up to the ankle.

Mrs. Snow is sitting under the eaves making tea.

And Miaomiao was wrapped in a red cotton jacket, and her cheeks were a bit unhealthy red, which fell on her slightly sickly white cheeks, like a doll smeared with powder and rouge.

She leaned against the wall, her eyes drooping, as if in a daze.

Perhaps tired, she yawned, then swayed her head, tilted her head, and fell asleep.

Goooo...Goooo...Goooo...

The lid of the teapot jumps.

"The water is boiling."

Mrs. Xue got up, her white socks stomped on the floor, and ran over to grab the water bottle. She was graceful, her eyes narrowed, and her long hair swayed like a willow when she bent over, which was extraordinarily amorous.

She grabbed the water bottle, then went to the corner and found a thermos and was about to rush it.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, and her slightly bent body suddenly twisted back.

The door opened, and a familiar person entered.

Mrs. Xue's red lips parted slightly, and her eyes showed joy. She couldn't help but wanted to run over, but she quickly restrained her excessive joy and nodded slightly, indicating that she had seen the teacher.

She glanced sideways at the sleeping mistress, her eyes turned back, and she wanted to shout.

But Xia Ji in the distance shook his head...

Tsuto and the Dryad behind him look here curiously.

Little Dryad is really curious, and now it is full of curiosity about everything in the world.

I was curious about who Xia Ji was at the time, but now that I see him at home, I am naturally curious about this home.

Yuetu raised her eyes and saw a female monk, and then she saw Miaomiao sleeping against the wall.

That face gave him a strange feeling...

That's a sense of familiarity.

Not familiar to him.

It comes from a higher dimensional familiarity.

So, Yutu asked, "Who is she?"

Xia Jidao: "It's my wife."

Yuetu is a little confused, but his cognition is limited to this, and he can't go any further, but this familiarity in his heart is not inclined towards hatred, but towards friendliness, which makes him very strange.

Wraith has always hated, how can there be a sense of friendliness to people?

On the other side, Madam Xue looked curiously at the two little boys brought back by Xia Ji, then turned around and said, "I'll flush first."

Xia Jidao: "These two children, you will teach them carefully in the future. In the future, I will choose another human boy to teach you together."

Little Dryad responded obediently.

Yuetu suddenly retracted his thoughts, he didn't want to agree at all: "Why should she teach me?"

Xia Jidao: "She is your senior sister, teaching for me."

Yongtu heard that Master was still Xia Ji, which was better, but still asked: "Who are you..."

As he asked, he suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "You are the one who killed Qiongqi and Jiezhen!

No, you have the breath of an ancient master, why can you maintain such an independent consciousness?

What you are doing is not helping the Kuroshio at all. "

Xia Ji smiled: "Little guy, don't forget your current identity..."

Yuetu didn't really understand the situation, and rushed up with his fists.

Xia Ji raised **** and clicked on the forehead, blocking his progress...

The boy danced in two circles with his hands, his legs kept hitting the ground, and he stepped on a lot of snowflakes.

From the side, it's actually quite cute.

Xia Ji laughed, and then said gently: "Although it is a seal, you now have a real life to start over, isn't it?"

Yuetu paused for a moment and stopped waving his fists.

Xia Jidao: "You will have classmates, teachers, sisters, and a path of cultivation.

And as long as you integrate into all of this, you will have real friends in the future, and maybe even find a Taoist companion.

How different is this from reincarnation? "

Yuto was stunned.

He thought about it, and it seemed to be the case.

"So what exactly do you want to do?"

"Me? Now the world is overturned... I want to save people, and I want to save myself."

"Humph! You can't do that."

"It's up to people."

"Huh... man-made? Even gods can't do it? You seal me, you are good, you can maintain an independent consciousness, but... you still can't change anything."

While she was talking, Mrs. Xue had already flushed the water.

Perhaps it was because she had lived with Miaomiao for so long that she smelled of human fireworks. She rubbed her thin hands and said, "Two junior brothers, come and sit inside." /

The little tree demon walked over obediently, thinking that this senior sister is very lovable.

Yongtu crossed her eyebrows and said, "Junior brother?! Woman, do you know who I am?"

Who can understand his feelings?

A few days ago, he was still the master of murder and robbery on this continent. He fought fiercely in all directions and appeared as a BOSS.

However, in the final battle, he was prostituted by a man who fell from the sky.

Let him be an idiot himself, and let himself work with him to seal himself.

But who would have thought?

If you were someone else, you would definitely be stunned, and maybe ask "who are you", but Mrs. Xue put on a friendly smile, she walked to the eaves, and her feet wrapped in Luo socks stuck in In two leather boots, and then walked down two small wooden steps.

She walked to Xia Ji's side, grabbed the little tree demon's hand with her left hand, and grabbed the hand of the tree demon with her right hand, and said gently, "It's cold outside, if Junior Brother wants to say something, go inside. The fire in the fireplace has never been extinguished, it is warm."

Yuetu wanted to refuse, but he suddenly realized that it was really cold, and the woman in front of him was too gentle. Now that his life level has been lowered, he can naturally feel the gentleness. In time, his hand has been pulled.

The resentful master with the resentful monks almost wiped out the entire Yanzhou land. At this time, like an ordinary boy, he was led by the woman in white and walked to the house.

Gu Gu Gu...

Suddenly, an inexplicable noise came.

This voice actually came from the belly of the dignified complainer.

After all, the little tree demon has some intelligence. He turned his head to look at Yutu, then pointed his finger at his stomach, and said decisively: "You are hungry! You must be hungry! Hahaha!"

Yuetu covered her face.

Shame.

The little tree demon raised her head to look at Madam Xue, and said in a nutty voice, "Senior sister, am I right?"

Yuetu only felt that he had been stabbed.

Mrs. Xue laughed softly. She was so smart, she had probably guessed Yutu's identity from the conversation just now.

But what about this, the teacher accepts apprentices without distinction, since he is here, he is his own apprentice and apprentice.

So, she looked at Yutu with a warm smile and said, "Everyone will be hungry, so that's normal. Our teacher really doesn't know how to take care of people... Go ahead and do something good for you, senior sister. food."

Perhaps the reason for the lowered level of life, Yutu just felt like a spring breeze, and the fire of karma burning in his heart seemed to have eased slightly, which was more effective than drinking.

As a result, the resentful master was like a small pet, pulled by Mrs. Xue, and walked into the house on earth. For the first time, he had a little bit of expectation for the beginning of a new life.

However, he would never admit it!

The three people walked into the house, and the small courtyard regained its tranquility. The red flames of the carbon stove were still rising, and the air above the twisters was slanted, reflecting the snowflakes falling outside the eaves and the solemnity of the temple itself. It looks very peaceful and warm.

Xia Ji took off his boots and walked to Miaomiao's side. Miaomiao was sleeping soundly with her head tilted, but her complexion was pale and flushed, and she was weak and unhealthy.

This reminds Xia Ji of more than 1,500 years ago...

He didn't enter the room, but just sat beside Miaomiao and reached out to touch her little hand, which was very cold.

He put his hands together to cover her hands, hoping that she could sleep more soundly in her dream.

"Hmm~"

Miaomiao let out a "嘤咛", her eyelashes moved, and she opened her eyes. She stared at Xia Ji with black eyes. She was less flexible, but more slow and confused.

Xia Ji smiled and said, "I woke you up."

Miao Miao Ru is a young girl with dementia, staring at him for a while before she says, "You're finally back."

She breathed faster, pursed her lips, and tried to squeeze out a smile, but two lines of tears finally flowed down.

Suddenly...

She raised her eyes and saw her husband's drooping hair before frowning: "Why is your hair white?!!"

It seems that the man in front of him with gray hair is more serious than his poor health.

Xia Ji took her into his arms, put his left hand around her shoulder, and his right hand combed her long hair like a comb, "I'm too old to be worthy of our lovely elf."

"How come~ I'm so uncomfortable right now, I'm very easy to get sick...cough..."

"Then you're still out?"

"I...I'm afraid I won't live much longer, and I want to see more of the world."

"No..."

"I know I know, I'll live to the last five hundred years, and then I'll die."

Xia Ji was silent and said gently, "I will take you with me wherever I go in the future."

"Five hundred years of death... It's not like I won't come back to life... You are busy with you, I don't want to be your burden."

Miao Miao said in a happy voice, "At that time, I will be a healthy, cute and loving me again."

She used a happy tone to express her happiness...

However, if that she doesn't have all the memories of the present, does that mean that she is dead now? Just like her fifteen hundred years ago, is she herself?

But she won't say it anymore. She didn't want the man in front of her to feel this, so that it would affect his mood, so she said it on purpose.

But Xia Ji knew everything, he just hugged his wife, who had hidden countless secrets, to keep each other warm on the edge of the snow falling from the sky.

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...

At this time.

In the snow valley of the north, the confrontation between the monks of the world and the monks of the Kuroshio is still going on.

However, on the next expedition, Venerable Xuanwu suddenly found himself invincible.

Because Yutu is gone.

He initially thought it was a conspiracy.

But slowly, he realised that Yutoshi was really gone.

The highest combat power among monks is like a general who leads an army in the world, and it can be said to be very important.

Without the scorpion, the terrifying power of Venerable Xuanwu has come into play...

Turtle shield, snake spear, one attack and one defense, invincible.

And the human monks also saw hope and rushed around with him.

The resentful spirit monks were also stunned. At first they thought that their ancient master was just walking away with the resentful master, but they didn't expect their two bosses to not come back.

The resentful spirit monks finally came alive, and they didn't want to die inexplicably at all, so they untied the encirclement and retreated.

In this way, the siege of the genocide of the human monks in the land of Yanzhou has been solved.

But...

The human monks are also confused.

There are discussions everywhere.

"Why did the scorpion suddenly disappear?"

"What the **** happened?"

"That's right, Yutu led the army to besiege us for more than half a year, but when the profound formation was about to be broken, why did he suddenly disappear?"

"I remember that the day before he was in a fierce confrontation with His Holiness, and it was gone in a blink of an eye. That night... there didn't seem to be any major movement, and there was no sound of fighting. It was so strange." /

Then...

After all, the human monks and the resentful monks lived on the same continent, and gradually, they also heard the confused conversations of the resentful monks.

They suddenly understood that there was a mysterious person who went to the Wraith camp that night.

And then the mysterious man took Yutou?

"I heard that the mysterious man seems to be a more terrifying existence in the resentment camp..."

"Are they brewing some more terrible conspiracy?"

"It's possible...but no matter what, he at least gave us a chance to breathe. No matter what happens in the future, it will not be worse than total extinction, right?"

"That's right, then... I'm just curious, what is the higher-level existence of the resentment camp thinking?"

"I heard that the existence is a silver-haired... In the future, if you see a person with silver hair, you need to pay more attention."

Although Venerable Xuanwu is also very curious, but now that everything is waiting to be done, he is obliged to do so, and he has no time or effort to think about it.

In the past half a year, who were human monks can basically be determined, and these people have experienced hardships and are destined to become the cornerstone of human monks in the future.

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The words are divided into two parts.

Beixuan Mountain, which used to be the shelter of the loose cultivator camp.

Blood-covered Bai Ye is lying on his back...

He's not dead yet, perhaps thanks to the "gold finger" in his body.

And this "gold finger" was obtained by integrating the soul of the transmigrator.

In the words of the "Old Grandpa" who kept beguiling him, he was not bewitched by the "Old Grandpa", but firmed up his belief~IndoMTL.com~ until his belief completely digested that "Grandpa Carrying", thus obtaining the golden finger brought by "Grandpa Carrying".

The Kuroshio may think the man is a rarity...or maybe he has other ideas.

So now...

It is hard to imagine that the black tentacles swarmed out from the ground and squeezed into Bai Yegu's body bit by bit, but this was not a fusion of his will, but... let him directly connect to a higher In the Kuroshio high-dimensional unity of dimensions.

Let him feel the resentment of the Kuroshio and understand that there is a reason for everything.

Then he can swing a knife for the Kuroshio.

Or else, Kuroshio finally had a glimmer of hope for people, so he made the same choice as Xia Ji: choose an "exchange student".

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PS: There is an update today, but it is also 4367 words, and there is no water~~