Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

After Yirongzhi left, the young couple returned to their previous peaceful life, loving each other as always.

But Huai Yiyun suspected that the beast did not go far, but hid in the dark and stared at Du Wanniang.

Every night, Huai Yiyu would go out and scan the entire Taohua Town with his spiritual sense.

Nothing can be hidden from the divine consciousness.

No trace of the beast was found.

Huai Yiyu was a little confused. Could it be that the beast really left without any hesitation?

Huai Yiyu values ​​Du Wanniang very much because Du Wanniang is related to his great path.

Chasing the great road was Huai Yiyun's lifelong pursuit. He thought that the appearance of the cat demon was also the same. Now, the cat demon was gone, making people draw their swords and look around in confusion.

He really gave up on Du Wanniang and left.

But it’s better to leave, it won’t interfere with his business.

But Huai Yiyun still won't relax.

After finishing the inspection, Huai Yiyu returned home and found someone sitting on the bed.

Du Wanniang woke up. Huai Yiyun quickened his pace, walked to the bedside, and asked, "Wanniang, what's wrong?"

Nanzhi looked at his clothes and asked, "Husband, what happened? Why do you always go out at night?"

"Is there really a monster in Peach Blossom?"

Huai Yiyun breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him, "It's okay, I'm just going out to take a look."

Nanzhi looked up at him and said, "Thank you for your hard work, my husband."

Huai Yiyun just said: "Although my strength is not strong, I can still identify some monsters."

Nanzhi asked, "Is there a monster in Taohua Town?"

Huai Yiyun said meaningfully: "Yes."

Nanzhi asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Isn't Wanniang afraid?" Huai Yiyun asked back

Some demon tribes hide their identities and live among human groups.

Nanzhi was a little surprised that there were monsters in Taohua Town.

But as long as it doesn't hurt anyone, she will pretend not to know.

Huai Yiyun bewitched and asked, "Wan Niang, do you want to know who it is?"

Nanzhi shook her head, "I don't want to."

Once you know it, you will look at people with strange eyes, which will make people notice it.

Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.

"Wanniang is so wise." Huai Yiyu kissed her forehead.

Huai Yiyun comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Wanniang. It's not a big monster. It's just an old dog. It has some intelligence. It will die when the time comes."

"Old dog?" Nanzhi asked in surprise, "Is it Wang Doufu's dog?"

The dog is indeed very smart. It often helps its owner with things and carries things for people, and it never makes mistakes.

He is good at helping to look after the house and the store.

I didn't expect that he had already cultivated into a demon.

Nanzhi sighed, "The cats and dogs in Taohua Town are prone to becoming monsters."

Thinking of the black cat, Huai Yiyun's expression did not look very good, "He is not a demon from Taohua Town. Taohua Town's spiritual energy is not abundant."

Nanzhi looked stupid: "Spiritual energy?"

Huai Yiyun: "...Absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for your own use is cultivation. Well, I know a lot about this. After all, I'm not strong."

I could talk to Wan Niang about cultivation for days and nights without finishing it.

Huai Yiyun changed the subject, his hand touched Nanzhi's belly, and sighed: "Why is there no news yet?" Nanzhi also sighed: "...Husband, if I can't have children, will you dislike me?"

Huai Yiyun: "...No, I care about you more than the child."

Nanzhi did not comment, "How is that possible? Who doesn't care about their offspring?"

"There are many people in the family, so they don't necessarily need me in the next life." Huai Yiyun said calmly, "It's still early, go back to sleep."

Nanzhi lay down, watched him take off his coat, lie down beside her, and look at him with his round eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Huai Yiyu turned sideways and asked Nanzhi.

Nanzhi smiled and said, "My husband, you said that you are a monk. Can our child become a monk?"

Huai Yiyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you hinting at me?"

Nanzhi hummed in confusion, Huai Yiyun smiled, turned over, and kissed her forehead, "We will have children."

Huai Yiyun hugged Nanzhi. His tall figure held his delicate wife in his arms. He murmured, "Wanniang, do you love me?"

Nanzhi pursed her lips and said, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Huai Yiyun: "As for me, I probably love you."

Nanzhi hummed, hugged him back, and said nothing.

When Huai Yiyu was in a state of confusion and passion, he touched Nanzhi's neck. His slender fingers gradually closed together and he gradually exerted force, causing the blue veins on the back of his hand to bulge.

"Huhuhu..."

Nanzhi felt pain. The suffocation made her eyes bloodshot, her face swollen and purple, and her lungs almost burst.

The desire to survive made her keep scratching the man's hand, trying to pry open the huge force that was pressing on her throat.

But Huai Yiyun did not stop. Trembling slightly, he prostrated himself on his wife's body, tenderly and affectionately.

Nanzhi's eyes gradually became blind, the only light disappeared, and she completely lost consciousness.

At such an ordinary moment, Huai Yiyun took action and killed his wife to prove his truth.

After Huai Yiyun finished, he got up from his wife. He looked at his wife's swollen and purple face, which looked hideous and scary. He reached out and stroked her, "Wanniang, thank you."

He was calm and even arranged and cleaned up his wife's clothes.

He picked up his wife's body, flew out of Taohua Town, and arrived at a place. He dug a hole with his sword and built a grave for his wife.

"Boom..."

There were explosions in the sky and rumbles of thunder, followed by heavy rain, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in mist.

Huai Yiyu stood in front of the tomb. The simple tomb was washed by rain, and the yellow mud formed gullies.

Became embarrassed.

On the simple wooden tablet, four words "Tomb of Beloved Wife" were carved with a sword.

There is not even the name of my beloved wife.

The rain wet my heart, and the lightning split the darkness like a sharp sword, illuminating the world and the pale, ghostly face of the man standing in front of the grave.

Like a stone statue standing still in the wind and rain, it is eerie and terrifying.

Until the sky brightened and the wind and rain stopped. After a night of wind and rain, the grave was uneven due to the rain and the tombstone was crooked.

The motionless man finally moved. He walked forward, straightened the wooden sign, grabbed the soil again, and straightened the grave mound.

His 'lover' is buried here.

Yesterday, I was lying on the bed with him, calling him "husband" lively and vividly. Now, I am lying lifeless in the loess, turned into a piece of loess.

The skin, which had been beaten by the rain all night, was extremely pale. Huai Yiyun's face was extremely pale without a trace of blood, which made his eyes look even darker, like a monster without emotions.

The monks were immune to cold and heat, so Huai Yiyu's clothes got wet and he put them dry again, but he didn't feel anything at all.

After repairing the tomb, Huai Yiyu paused in front of it for a while, then flew away on his sword.

He stepped on the flying sword and leaped into the sky, without any objects hanging on his body. From then on, he became an immortal and roamed freely in heaven and earth. (End of this chapter)