After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

Rolling floods raged from the mountains like wild horses.

All the roofs were flooded with muddy rainwater, a vast ocean. The water was littered with drowned bodies.

Seeing such a tragic situation, Xihe finally realized what he had done.

She hurriedly gave her blessing again, hoping that everything would go back to how it was before.

But her divine power has been exhausted and she cannot support such a huge project.

She looked at everything in front of her in silence, then suddenly raised her hand and scratched the palm of her hand, and then opened her arms again, blood trickling down her wrist. Xi He's eyes were like swords, and he once again bestowed blessings, "I am willing to spend the rest of my life in exchange for good weather in the mortal world. Peace and joy.”

As soon as the words fell, the dark clouds dispersed instantly, and the sunlight poured down like gilded gold.

The surrounding area has also returned to its previous appearance.

Xi He stood in mid-air, and the blood flowing from his palms turned into blazing flames.

She turned around and suddenly reached out to grab Sang Mo, "Sang Mo, I'm sorry, what I did before will definitely have an impact on you in the reincarnation."

"I will pass on Guixu's powerful telepathy to you, hoping to help you."

Sang Mo was surprised, "Psychic power? What is that?"

Xihe didn't answer, just looked at her with a smile, "Who do you want to give your first blessing to?"

When Sang Mo heard this, he subconsciously thought of Shen Yanqing, "My master Shen Yanqing, I hope he can reunite his soul and be a happy ordinary person in his next life."

"Then bless him." Xihe said with a smile.

Sang Mo stared blankly at the sky, "Shen Yanqing, I wish you can be a happy ordinary person in your next life!"

After Sang Mo finished speaking, he looked back at her, "Is this okay!?"

Xihe suddenly pushed her.

Sang Mo was pushed backwards, and she stretched out her hand in panic to catch Xi He.

However, what he got was another big, rough hand.

Sang Mo opened his eyes in panic and saw that he was holding Guan Nan's hand tightly, while Guan Nan was sitting in front of his bed with a worried look on his face.

He was heartbroken and said, "Donor Su, please take care of yourself."

Sang Mo quickly shook off his hand and sat up with lingering fear.

Guan Nan was not annoyed. He handed over a cup with concern and said, "Donor Su, moisturize your lips."

Sang Mo took it and drank it in one gulp, "Ginseng tea? What are you doing making this damn thing? It tastes weird. Besides, I'm very strong, so I don't need it."

Guan Nan had a good temper and glanced at her pale face, took the empty cup in her hand, and said warmly: "What you are saying is that I didn't think carefully."

"How's it going outside?" Sang Mo pressed his temple with a headache and asked weakly.

Guan Nanyou handed her a handkerchief and turned away as if to hide something, "Take good care of yourself first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

Sang Mo took the veil angrily, "Just tell me, I can bear it."

She had endured her master's death, but the rest was nothing more than a land grab. What big thing could happen?
Kuang Kuangnan still considered his words and said slowly: "The Chishui clan established a new sect - Huang Yi, and announced that Changli Mountain is its affiliated sect."

"Hmph." Sang Mo snorted coldly when he heard this, "Chishuihuang, this kid is very capable."

Guan Nan carefully observed Sang Mo's expression, "Huang Emperor posted a notice to announce to everyone that the former head of Changli Mountain who brutalized the people below the mountain and enslaved the disciples in the mountain has been executed..."

Before he finished speaking, the handkerchief in Sang Mo's hand suddenly ignited without fire. Guan Nan was so frightened that he stopped talking and quickly stepped forward to extinguish the flame.

Sang Mo's face was livid with anger and he didn't speak for a long time.

Guan Nan quickly comforted him, "The Qing Dynasty will be Qing Qing. Donor Shen is rejuvenating and generous. I don't think he will care."

Seeing that Sang Mo still didn't speak, he could only continue, "In addition, Chishuihuang specially asked someone to send a letter."

Sang Mo took the letter in his hand, glanced at it casually, and angrily crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it to the ground. "Bah!" she spat, and stood up to settle the score with Chi Shuihuang.

Unfortunately, my body was too weak. As soon as I stood up, my vision went dark and I sat back down.

In the letter, Chishuihuang acted like a superior. He was very compassionate and asked Sang Mo to go back and inherit the position of head of Changli Mountain.

Changli Shan's power has long been emptied out, and it has become a subsidiary sect of Chishuihuang. If Sang Mo goes there, doesn't it mean that he has become his subordinate?

He might also be thinking of taking Sang Mo as a concubine so that he could control the demon world left by Shen Yanqing to Sang Mo.

This is something she absolutely cannot accept.

Guan Nan hurriedly transferred spiritual power to Sang Mo, "Don't get angry again, everything must be done with your own body first."

Sang Mo leaned on the pillow behind him and closed his eyes helplessly to adjust his breathing.

Now that she has mastered Xi He's powerful telepathy, she will definitely be able to reunite Shen Yanqing's soul.

It's just a red water phoenix, relying on the red water and wind behind it to pick up some leaks, so it dares to be so arrogant.

When she has tortured Chishui Hefeng enough, she must give him some color!
In the days that followed, Huang Cuihua and Yun Qing took care of the trivial matters in the demon world, while Sang Mo could only rest in peace and recuperate.

During this period, Chishuihuang came to the door more than once.

His wife also came to trouble Sang Mo from time to time.

On this day, Sang Mo dragged his sick body to the courtyard to bask in the sun, and the wooden door of the small courtyard was knocked again.

She lazily opened her eyelids and glanced at the wooden door, thinking to herself: It must be that beautiful couple again.

The next second, Chi Shuihuang's voice came from outside the door. His tone revealed caution, "Senior sister, are you feeling better?"

Sang Mo angrily stuffed two balls of cotton into his ears, covered his face with a fan, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She didn't hear a word Chi Shuihuang said after that.

Instead, Guan Nan gently shook her awake.

Sang Mo took off the cotton from his ears and looked at him in surprise, his tone full of impatience, "What are you doing?"

Guan Nan showed a helpless expression, "The benefactor outside said there is a way to reunite Donor Shen's soul."

Sang Mo was stunned when he heard this. Even she could only place her hope on Gui Xu's mind power. What could Chishuihuang, a mortal cultivator, do?
However, it was related to Shen Yanqing, so she still asked Yu Li on the side to let him in.

As soon as Chishuihuang entered the door, he saw Sang Mo lying on a recliner with an eyesore-looking monk sitting next to him.

His eyes darkened, but he still stepped forward bravely, "I know senior sister blames me, but I'm trying my best to make up for it..."

Sang Mo was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and just waved his hand to signal him to be quiet, "Is what you said true?"

Chishui Huang pointed to the sky and swore, "If you say anything false, you will be struck by thunder from the sky."

Sang Mo snorted coldly. If she hadn't experienced what happened before, she might still be moved by his affectionate look.

"Come on, stop these nonsense, just let it go!"

Chi Shuihuang pursed her lips, looking like she was shocked, "Senior sister, everything I said was from the bottom of my heart."

Sang Mo stood up a little irritably, "Will you tell me or not?"

Chi Shuihuang sighed softly, with a compromising look, "It is rumored that there is a restriction in the seal of the leader of Changli Mountain, and there is a way to condense the soul in it."

"If senior sister can break the seal of the head, she might be able to find a way to reunite the soul of the previous head."

When the words fell, Guan Nan couldn't sit still for the first time. She stood up and said, "Nonsense! Who doesn't know that the seal of the leader of Changli Mountain is so fierce and unusual that the leaders of all generations dare not wear it for a long time. Patron Su is still seriously injured and has not recovered. How can we take risks?"

(End of this chapter)