Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

Facing Yu Xi's answer, Chu Yan frowned.

He didn't think about the accuracy of that ridiculous answer at all. After all, it was too ridiculous to be true.

While guarding against Yu Xi's possible crisis in an unfamiliar environment at any time, he secretly explored the spiritual power and physical condition in his body.

He didn't seem to have suffered any injuries, the meridians in his body were intact, and his spiritual power was functioning normally, except for some slight scratches on the back of his head, which were almost negligible.

Chu Yan stood up and looked at Yu Xi who was only a step away from him.

As they got closer, each other's figures seemed to be reflected in their pupils.

Chu Yan could tell that this face was Yu Xi's real face now, and that the face she used to participate in the Demon Rectification Conference before was mostly disguised by magic treasures or talisman seals.

However, why does Yu Xi's real face appear in the hallucinations and dreams he imagined over and over again?

He took a step closer to Yu Xi's direction, with probing and examining eyes, "Who the hell are you? Did we know each other before?"

The first question is really difficult to answer, Yu Xi is not very sure about Chu Yan's current position, and there are many things that are not suitable to be stated clearly.

It's obviously the same soul, the same breath, but they don't remember what happened when they were the Demon Lord.

"Did you admit the wrong person?"

He even patiently explained: "There is no such possibility. My soul and body are perfectly in harmony, and there is absolutely no possibility of being a body of seizing the body. In the year when I started practicing, I once climbed the highest step of the Lingyun Ladder of the Lingxiao Sect. I have also entered the Nine Turns Asking Heart Formation, and those who seize the house will never pass these two tests."

After all, his life was just a few decades, and more than [-]% of his time was spent on Wangchen Peak.

But she was worried that if she really fought with Chu Yan later, the token of the Demon Palace would suddenly "betray".After all, this Demon Palace, in the final analysis, still belongs to the real Demon Lord.

Just as Chu Yan was contemplating, Yu Xi spoke again, with a very sincere tone.

What exactly is going on?Is it a righteous conspiracy?
"How long have I been in a coma?" Chu Yan began to ask back.

"No... I didn't admit my mistake."

Yu Xi muttered to herself, she didn't know much about the Taishang Patriarch, but she couldn't help but doubt, "Chu Yan, you should be able to feel that I have no malice towards you, I can ask Do you have a few questions?"

He and Yu Xi have been talking for so long, but no one has come to find him. It is very likely that this place is the territory of the devil.

The sword light flew out, and the whip shadow faced it.

"Yes." Facing Yu Xi's sincere eyes, Chu Yan nodded subconsciously.

Then he frowned self-consciously.

After going down several times, Chu Yan realized the reality, he couldn't hurt Yu Xi here.

Chu Yan was startled, and then guessed that he might not be near Sixiang Mountain any longer.

The breath was gone in a flash.

Even in Ling Xiaozong, he doesn't know many people, at most a few hundred, but there are tens of thousands or even more people who know him.

Then he hit an invisible wall of air.

It is absolutely impossible for Yu Xi to admit his mistake.

Chu Yan was almost fainted by her, "What the hell is it?"

The doubts in Chu Yan's eyes deepened.

He simply put away his long sword and walked out on his own.

"To be precise, I know you, you don't know me."

Go out from the sleeping hall, walk through the resplendent corridor, go to the front hall, and walk down the steps.

Yu Xi shook her head hastily: "No, no, I don't know."

After thinking for a moment, she choked out a word, "Old friend."

But if one must call a place home, it must be the Wangchen Peak of the Ling Xiaozong where he usually lives and practices.

This is also where he feels puzzled. He is obviously in two camps with the female demon Xiu in front of him, but he seems to be a little less guarded against her and more inexplicably trusting her.

Yu Xi said truthfully, "Five days."

Chu Yan lived in the Wangchen Peak of the Lingxiao Sect, and rarely went down the mountain, and only showed his face in a few big scenes.

He had never seen Yu Xi before this demon-rectifying conference.

It seemed to be warning him not to do anything to Yu Xi.

He started refining Qi at the age of six, built the foundation in two years, and formed the alchemy in ten years. Now his cultivation is still in the middle stage of the golden alchemy, and he is only in his twenties.

Others know him, but he doesn't know others, it's perfectly normal.

Yu Xi stared into Chu Yan's eyes, and asked earnestly, "When did you worship Lingxiaozong, and when did you worship Patriarch Daoming as your teacher?"

This guess is too ridiculous.

He was not discussing with Yu Xi.

Chu Yan was also very surprised, he didn't have much anger at this time, he just felt that it was extremely absurd.

Yu Xi was at a loss for a moment.

"Let me go." Chu Yan stretched out his right hand, and the long sword appeared out of thin air, and he caught it in his hand.

As a coffin board, she would not mistake the bones she had filled.

"You are the disciple of the ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect..."

He wanted to attack again, and the breath appeared again.

Seeing Yu Xi's surprised face, his tone stagnated slightly, and he added, "I am an orphan, and I was taken back to the mountain gate by Master when I was still a baby, and accepted as a disciple."

The two were too close, and the breath he exhaled was warm when he spoke. When Yu Xi got nervous, she cleared her mind.

Ordinarily she was in the magic palace formation, so she didn't need to be so careful.

This is quite reasonable and normal.

He has lived in the Lingxiao Sect for more than 20 years, and only left the sect on a few missions.

But if someone with a strong temperament is here, they might fight directly because of this guess.

Whether it's Yu Xi's current appearance, or the appearance she used in the Demon Rectification Conference.

But he felt that Yu Xi didn't mean that.

His definition of "home" is somewhat vague.

Chu Yan didn't feel the crisis for the time being, and Chu Yan would not go back on what he had promised, so he frowned and said, "You can ask."

She took a deep breath and hypothesized: "Is there a possibility, of course I'm just using an analogy... Is it possible that your memory has been tampered with and stuffed into your current body?"

"As long as I can remember, I have worshiped Ling Xiaozong, and the same is true for apprentices." Chu Yan answered very naturally.

After all, there was a gap in cultivation, and it was difficult for Yu Xi to resist.

She dodged the attack and hurriedly activated the magic palace token in the sea of ​​consciousness. Chu Yan, who was about to hit the second sword, was instantly suppressed by the majestic aura of the magic palace.

As for the second question, it was easy to answer. After answering the first one, Yu Xi didn't stutter, so she nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Chu Yan finally couldn't help but correct him, "I come from Wangchen Peak of Ling Xiaozong."

"What I said is true. I didn't lie to you. This place... is really your home."

Yu Xi also became nervous at this time, while she was manipulating the token of the magic palace in the sea of ​​consciousness, the soft whip around her wrist was also extended.

"Why do you insist on keeping me here?"

Chu Yan turned around and asked Yu Xi who appeared behind him.

Without waiting for Yu Xi to speak, the protector You, who was waiting outside the formation at some point to report the matter to Yu Xi, answered logically: "Because you are the concubine appointed by the emperor."

Chu Yan froze in place, the calmness on his face collapsed instantly, leaving only disbelief.

"Magic concubine?"