Chapter 20: Fierce

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Yun Caiye was surprised when she saw Ye Lizheng. If it weren't for his slightly vicissitudes of handsome beauty, he might not recognize him.
Ye Lizheng, the former head of the twelve demon kings, was sitting on his knees like a child... pinching the clay figure.
He used to be full of satin-like silk, and now he turned into a pale and dark hair. And the two pairs of torn black horns above his head became more conspicuous against the white hair.
But the most important thing is that the demon lord who once wore black and dark lines of dark clouds wore green at this time. Inside the emerald green and purple brocade robe, covered with floating yarn green shirt, from afar is a group of greenery.
Ye Lizheng saw Yun Caiye's few people coming in, and nothing happened. Just raised his head and looked at them lightly, then lowered his head and continued to squeeze the mud. On his right hand, many small animals made of mud were scattered, although the body was dark brown, but it was alive and calm.
Seeing the pair of broken corners on his head, Fuyunzhi walked over quickly, swept away the mud ball in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Lord Demon is really leisurely, take my town The devil's chaos is messing around with nothing but mud."
Ye Lizheng was interrupted by him and raised his eyes and said: "But I haven't had a fight in a long time."
The tone of his answer was bland, without any ups and downs, a rogue look like "Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, and if you die, you will kill me."
Fuyunzhi was about to attack, swearing a few words to avenge his long lantern. Yun Caiye stepped forward, stopped his words, and greeted Ye Lizheng with a slight smile: "Master Lord Monarch has been away for a long time."
Ye Lizheng didn't react very much after seeing Yuncaiye. His eyes were barren, like a barren mountain with no grass and no flowers. The strange stones stood up, spreading the silent silence.
"Oh, it's you, I remember you." Ye Lizheng pointed to the broken corner on his head, "You cut me a corner."
Yun Caiye continued to move forward, reaching out his right palm, exposing the black seed to Ye Lizheng's eyes, and said with a smile: "Thirty thousand years ago, he accidentally cut the corner of the devil, and Caiye felt guilty. Is it good to use this thing as a compensation?"
The pure black seed is very obvious in Yuncai Yeyubai's palm. Ye Lizheng's eyes widened when he saw the seed, his lips were pale and his lips couldn't say a word, but his eyes were quickly red and his eyes were full of tears.
He stood up, bypassed the low table, and walked tremblingly in front of Yun Caiye. His hands were raised, and he was about to kneel, trying not to touch the seed.
Yun Caiye put the seed directly in Ye Lizheng's hand.
Ye Lizheng raked his spine, gently holding the seed, as if holding a heavy mountain, slowly kneeling on the cold ground. After a long while, the hoarse voice suppressed: "I thought, I will never see this flower again..."
His voice finally ceased to fluctuate, and gently choked the pain and sadness of Acacia, which had nowhere to vent for thousands of years, into a cloud of smoke.
Seeing his ghostly appearance, Fuyunzhi flicked his mouth and said nothing.
"What do you want me to do?" Ye Lizheng tightly held the seed in his palm, and soon adjusted his emotions and stood straight and asked Yun Caiye.
Yun Caiye watched Ye Lizheng change back to violent and fierce 30,000 years ago. He smiled with grief all over his body. He pulled out a rosy kit from his sleeve and tossed him and said, "The Zhenmo Tower is only closed. The obsession is to kill monsters that are not serious. Now that the devil’s obsession is removed, he can naturally go out of the tower. I wonder if the devil wants to go somewhere?"
Ye Lizheng didn't immediately answer Yun Caiye's question. After receiving the Xia Cai kit, he quickly opened it and found that it contained Xianjie's unique fairy soil—Xiyang.
The territories can produce everything, never deplete. If you put the seeds in enough resting soil, within a hundred years, you can grow a natural immortal spirit planted. Yun Caiye will never give him such good things for nothing.
After Ye Lizheng stayed silent for a long time, he looked up to Yun Caiye: "I wonder if there is a gardener in the fairy gate?"
"No shortage."
Ye Lizhen raised her eyebrows.
"But..." Yun Cai paused before continuing, "I am Yun Jianmen, and I still need a guard to guard the gate."
Yun Caiye did not forget that the monster he captured on the day of Zhu Yuan and Jiu Ji on Po Yunfeng captured the body of the monk. There are three gates in the fairy world, the town of the magic tower is unbreakable, and there are millions of soldiers in Yu Wenmeng. In contrast, his Yunjianmen's defense is still thin.
If Ye Lizheng is willing to be the gatekeeper of his cloud sword gate, the monster dare to come again, so that he and the demon head of his hometown will be better.
After hearing Yun Caiye's words, Ye Lizheng looked down at the sacred kitty with the breath in his left hand, and looked at his right hand as the seed of life, and immediately said: "I can't ask for it!"
Fuyunzhi listened to the conversation between them, saying nothing. The head of the demon king, the ancient fierce beast that shocked the Six Realms, was willing to go to Immortal Realm to be a gatekeeper. If this matter is known by the demons of the Demon Realm, it must be a half dead.
Yun Caiye achieved what he had thought, and he felt much better in an instant. Forbidden to touch the obedient apprentice in his arms, while turning to the bottom of the tower, he said to Fu Yunzhi: "My apprentice has been hurt a little and is inconvenient. Immediately return to Yunjianmen. I wonder if you can harass me for a few days on Yunzhi?"
"You are free. There are a lot of vacancies on the first floor of the tower. You can just find a room to live in." Fuyunzhi didn't care much, holding the falling leaves in one hand, and the other led the way with a stone lantern in front.
But when they had just stepped on the tower steps, Yun Caiye felt that the Dusheng sword in his Purple Mansion had some movement, so he quickly summoned it.
When Du Shengjian came out, he circled around Yuncai Yezhou several times. Yuncaiye chuckled and said, "Go."
As soon as his words fell, Du Shengjian flew to the eighth floor of Zhenyao Tower-Jianzuo.
Looking at the sword, Fuyunzhi shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, Watanabe Sword Spirit has already fallen with his master. Unexpectedly, after tens of thousands of years, the obsession still remains so strong." , There are still memories of memories hanging on you.
Yun Caiye broke into the tower for the first time that year. Before entering the sword mound, Fu Yunzhi told him that there was an ancient sword in the sword mound named Du Sheng. Although it is an ancient sword, it is not the best sword in the sword mound, because the sword spirit of this sword is already dead.
During the war between the gods and the demon, the ferocious sword god's obsession is too deep, and he falls into the devil's path. The ferry sword spirit tears and kills the master himself, and finally destroys the god's soul and falls with the sword master. Therefore, although this sword is an artifact, it is only a residual sword, and the fairy sword with sword spirit can easily surpass the surviving sword.
Fu Yunzhi persuaded him to replace the sword when Yun Caiye took the sword out of the Jianzuo, but Yun Caiye politely declined Fu Yunzhi's kindness.
"Thirty thousand years, do you still say that?" Fuyunzhi looked at the direction of Du Shengjian's departure, looked at the dark tower step, and suddenly asked aloud.
Yun Caiye lifted her lips, revealing a smile like the breeze and the moon: "Yes, although the sword is not spirited, but I have a sword in my heart."
Fu Yunzhi turned back with a smile, facing Yun Caiye's four eyes, and said, "I finally know why Xianhua gave you a Tai Chi order that can freely enter and exit the fairy realm. Can be reached."
But after he was amazed, his expression dimmed again, and his eyes staring at Zhu Yuan said to Yun Caiye: "But your apprentice, the anger in your eyes does not have to be weak from Ye Lizheng. If one day, he strayed into the devil... "
When Zhu Yuan heard this, he let out a soft snort from the tip of his nose and rubbed Yun Caiye's chest with his jaw.
"He won't get into the devil." Yun Caiye quickly answered, saying with great certainty, "Even if he becomes a demon, he is also my apprentice. Is it really necessary to distinguish between the fairy and the demon so clearly? Yunzhi Shangxian , Fans of the authorities."
Fuyunzhi paused after hearing the words, shrugging his shoulders and no longer discouraging: "Everyone in the fairy world is silent on this and avoids talking about it. You are free and easy."
"It's good to be fairies or demons. If I really have any prejudice against it, I won't come here today to take Ye Lizhen away. Forty thousand years, the fairies on Yunzhi still can't see this?" Yun Caiye hugged Zhu Yuan, stopped and said with a deep voice.
He had long known that Zhu Yuan was not a kind. In the antique shop, he didn't even notice the speed of his attack on Gu Mo. And those burning flames spewed out by Zhu Yuan, who could actually crack the formation of bone ink on the ghost face gathering stream.
But what affirmed him most was that when Zhu Yuan saw Ye Lizheng, there was no response.
Ye Lizheng is an ancient ferocious beast, born in a nether world. Its fierceness is as ordinary as poor. And Zhu Yuan's spirit is extremely high, and it is certainly not an ordinary monster. But if he is a beast, he will suddenly start to see Ye Lizheng when he sees Ye Lizheng, as if he meets natural enemies; and he has no response. The only possibility is that he is just like Ye Lizheng, also a fierce beast.
"He is not a fierce beast." After Ye Zizheng planted the seeds in the kit, he hung around his neck and kept silent behind Yuncai Ye, suddenly interrupted when he heard the conversation between him and Fuyunzhi, " Our fierce beasts are not born so weak." He did not allow this torment to insult their fierce posture.
Yun Caiye: "..."