Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 911

The clearest memory left by the demon in her previous life was the spirit dispersion, which she could not refuse. For hundreds of years, the skills she had gained through diligent practice were not able to compete with the demon, and she could not stop the spirit dispersion no matter how hard she tried.

Until an external force was injected from the top of her head, breaking the shackles formed by the obsession of the female devil that bound her immortal essence.

Afterwards, some of the immortal energy that she had just dispersed was injected back to its original place for repair.

This external force was gentle, overbearing, and irresistible. Its aura was as clear and pure as the Qingchuan water in her space. The process of repairing her immortal essence was strong and long, and it was continuous without pause, so the immortal essence was quickly repaired.

His whole body relaxed and he fell backwards straight into a warm and broad embrace.

Her immortal essence had just been damaged, and even though it had been repaired, her limbs were still stiff and cold, unable to move. But after experiencing the purification of the immortal energy just now, the alcohol had been dispelled, and her consciousness gradually returned and she woke up and opened her eyes.

Looking at the calm Immortal Venerable, she spoke slowly:
"I have no memory of the male demon's sealed place. I'm so angry..."

It was really despairing. Since the female devil wanted him dead, why didn't she leave him any important memories? He knew that the seal alone couldn't kill him, and he knew that the sealed devil would wake up one day.

For things that were not completed in the previous life, try to leave as much information as possible so that your future self can complete the final battle.

She is so good. She can't defeat the enemy. Does killing herself also count as a spiritual victory?

"What's there to be angry about?" A hint of mockery flashed across the Immortal Venerable's cold eyes, "Those who should live can't die, and those who should die can't live. I'm not in a hurry, so why are you in a hurry?"

The male demon was sealed in the Nebula Continent. Once he wakes up, the first person he will fight against is him, the Immortal Lord.

Oh, no, there is more than one Immortal Lord in the Immortal Realm now. First, the two Immortal Lords will be the first, and then it will be his turn. If the male demon is very powerful, then the three Immortal Lords will go together. The next is the Immortal Emperor, and then the immortals of Xiaojing.

As for why he was ranked after the two Immortal Lords, it was very simple. Those two were regular employees, while he was an external hire.

When someone disturbs your own territory, whoever is nervous will go first.

By the time it was her turn, most of the immortals in Xingyun Continent had died. If she didn't run away quickly, when would she? Who would still expect her to save the world?
"...Don't say that, maybe I can really save the world?" Sang Yue tried her best to save her face.

"How do we save her?" The Silver-haired Immortal picked her up and walked towards the palace, mocking her expressionlessly, "Shout to that arrogant demon: I will fight you to the death?"

"Hahaha……"

Sang Yue burst into laughter at his serious teasing tone, but due to the weakness in her limbs, her laughter sounded a little weak. The Immortal Venerable couldn't help but lower his eyes to glance at her, his figure swayed slightly, and in the blink of an eye he teleported back to the west side hall.

"Your Majesty, will you kill me in the future?" Having just experienced a battle of self-destruction, Sang Yue was thinking about this.

She remembered who was holding the knives hanging over her head.

"No!" The Immortal Lord's patience was visibly disappearing, and the glance he gave her was full of obvious threat.

It was as if he would let go of her and throw her away if she continued talking nonsense, leaving her to crawl back by herself.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the fantasy drama from your hometown?" Sang Yue pretended not to see his look and said, "Some things are destined, but we can't decide for ourselves..." If not, why let her drink the wine?
Maybe he didn't want her to die, but he did have other intentions. In fact, no matter whether it was an immortal or a god, it was inevitable that they would be killed or killed by someone as destined by heaven.

This is fate, and there is no way to resist it.

Even the Immortal Lord and the God Lord were like this, not to mention she was just a fairy spirit. The Immortal Lord said that he was waiting for someone, and when he saw him, he would kill him.

To be honest, she felt that the person was herself from the beginning to the end. Fate, this bad thing, always pushed her to death, then let her live happily for a while, and then hit her hard when she was least prepared, so that she died with regret.

"Whether you like it or not, this is a calamity and I can't escape it." Thinking of the murderous intent brought by the person in her previous life, she felt a little desperate when she woke up.

When she finished speaking, the Immortal Lord stopped at the door of her bedroom and looked down at her coldly.

The spoiled person suddenly felt a sense of crisis, her scalp tensed, and she instinctively wanted to reach out to hug his thighs or arms to beg for mercy. But she suddenly found herself in a princess hug, and the only way to hug her was by her neck, how could this work?

It's too ambiguous and will break the harmonious atmosphere of "we are friends" between the two people.

There was no choice but to put down my hands in front of me, look into his deep eyes calmly, and give him an embarrassed smile.

"You're so good." Seeing her cowardly look, the Immortal Venerable sneered. He looked away and carried her into the bedroom. After placing her on the couch, he stood up and saw the little black snake sleeping soundly on the bed. He flicked his sleeves and said, "Get lost."

You're useless. You just know how to sleep.

Sang Yue was totally surprised: "..." If you have any dissatisfaction, just come to her, why vent your anger on innocent people?
She wanted to protest, saying that this was her territory, but the Immortal Lord happened to turn around and look back at her coldly... Well, this is his territory, he can chase away anyone he wants, and she, who is living under his roof, has no right to interfere.

If you overturn A-Man’s nest, you can’t overturn hers~

Before she could finish her thought, a shadow approached. A white shadow flashed before her eyes, and the other person's cold forehead was already touching hers...

At the same time, Ah Man, who was awakened by being thrown out of the courtyard, looked around in bewilderment. What happened? How did it sleep outside? Did it sleepwalk to the roof of the temple and just fell down? !
How could it be?! It is a powerful demon dragon with profound Taoism! How could it suffer from a disease that only humans have?
Oh no, the sky is falling!
He quickly flicked his tail and tried to escape back to someone's space to see her, but he was bounced out by an invisible barrier just as he reached the door of the bedroom. Aman was stunned when he fell outside the bedroom again. What the hell is going on? !
Why would the master's bedroom be enchanted? Could she be in danger? This was even more incredible. It stood up decisively and continued to charge. Bang! It charged, bang...

When it was about to attack for the Nth time, a white shadow appeared at the door, and Aman immediately stopped his forward movement in time:
"Eh? Your Majesty? Why are you in the master's bedroom? It's over, could it be that she has lost herself in her sleep?!"

The master really makes Jiao worry too much, he doesn't even forget to cause trouble when he is sleeping?! Ah Man was so frightened by his own imagination that he turned pale and didn't notice how cold and ruthless the face of the immortal standing in front of him was.

Seeing that it wanted to rush in again without figuring out the situation, the silver-haired immortal with a cold face decisively flicked his sleeves.

“Ah—ah?!”

Innocent Ah Man was swept away from the West Palace with a lot of questions on his head, and fell directly over the palace wall to the outside. Now I understand, it is not sleepwalking, but the Immortal Venerable has something wrong with it and is angry with it, even taking advantage of its master's deep sleep...

Beat her?!

Ahhh, the sky is really falling this time!
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