Soul Emperor Martial God

Not long.

Yiyi has set everything up.

Xiao Yi was also idle when he was free, setting up a small bonfire, and simply barbecued by the side.

The two of them are clearly cultivated, but like two ordinary people, doing the troublesome thing of cooking rice.

For a long while.

The aroma of roasted meat overflowed.

Yiyi glanced, blinked beautiful eyes.

She knew that her son was capable of controlling fire, and that his ability to barbecue is also unique in mainland China.

The barbecue her son made is the most delicious thing in the world.

Xiao Yi glanced at her amusedly, "You look at my barbecue, and it's going to be cooked after the meal."

Yiyi smiled triumphantly, "No way."

"Yiyi has served the son for so many years, but he has never cooked anything."

Around, the warrior teams patrolling on the city wall cast strange glances.

Xiao Yi glanced, his eyes widened, "What are you looking at? It's a terrible sight."

Wow...

Xiao Yi waved a big hand, and a barrier covering the surrounding area of ​​tens of meters was laid down.

Barrier, isolation, sound insulation, separation of eyes.

Within the barrier, it became a small world that only belonged to the two of them.

Outsiders can’t see, hear, or perceive everything inside.

"Ready to eat." Xiao Yi sat cross-legged with a smile on his face.

After half an hour.

The two had a beautiful meal, and Xiao Yi, as usual, raised Erlang's legs like an uncle, sipping the fragrant tea, watching Yiyi busy tidying up.

The two of them are doing exactly the same things as they used to travel.

Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

When she was there, no matter how turbulent his heart was, he would calm down in a short period of time and even feel at ease.

After a long while, Yiyi tidied up.

Xiao Yi looked at Yiyi and chuckled lightly, "Do you want to know about that person without a month?"

Yiyi was stunned, then shook his head, but there was clearly a curious light in his eyes.

A fool can see what the moonless lady meant to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi chuckled lightly, and saw what Yiyi was thinking. "Let's talk to you."

"Although you have a weak temper, it is not good to keep it from you."

"Back then, when I entered the Demon Realm..." Xiao Yi whispered, confessing everything from that year without missing a word.

For a long while.

After listening, Yiyi chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Yi asked curiously.

Yiyi joked, "Yiyi just thought that the son was hungry and not choosing food in the crowd..."

Yiyi paused, his face flushed, "The son has always looked cold before people, and he doesn't like words. I think only Yiyi has seen the son like a beast...cough...that kind of appearance."

Old Xiao Yi blushed and stared, "But looking for a fight? Come here and beat her back for her husband."

"Oh." Yiyi smiled lightly, walked behind Xiao Yi, and gently beat his back.

Xiao Yi said helplessly, "I was wearing a ghost mask at that time."

"Besides, there is nothing excessive in fact."

Indeed, at that time Xiao Yi just untied the belt of no-month life, and then shattered his outer robe.

As for the innocence loss of Wuyue Siming, that was not true, it was just a bit embarrassing.

The most excessive thing is to crush the sleeves.

On the mainland, there are many warriors walking in sleeveless attire, and more women warriors walking in short shorts.

Yiyi's lips were pursed, "This sister Wuyue is very simple."

Xiao Yi curled his lips, "It's innocent, but it makes me feel big, and I can't explain it anyway."

"I had known the consequences of today, I would not save those hundred princes."

"Forcibly rescued the two fellows, Qinglin and Ran Qi, and fleeed directly by the Longyu Ice Falcon."

Yiyi chuckled, "How can there be any knowledge in the world."

"You must have his own reasons for what he does."

"What the son wanted to do back then, why go against his heart."

Xiao Yi nodded, "Yeah, how can I know so much."

"Huh?" Xiao Yi suddenly squinted, "Yes, how can I know so much."

"Why should I go against my heart."

"What?" Yiyi was stunned when he noticed Xiao Yi's face change suddenly.

Xiao Yi chuckled, "It's nothing, I think, I have some decision."

"As expected to be my Xiao Yi's wife, my problem seems to be solved easily in your mouth."

Time flies, and the two of them have been leisurely for two days unconsciously.

...

Beyond the barrier.

Sect Master of the Ancient Realm and others walked slowly.

"Report to the Sect Master." An ancient realm sect guarding martial artist reported, "The Hallmaster Xiao Yi and the Lord Saint have been there for two days."

"Bastard thing." Sect Master Qiongyu snorted coldly.

"The war is coming, but he doesn't care about anything?"

"Couldn't it be like a tortoise with a shrunken head, that you are not afraid of anything when you hide?"

"Humph." Ancient Realm Sect Master sneered, "I'm afraid it's not that simple yet."

"Su Wen, the Hallmaster Xiao Yi is lustful."

"In broad daylight, under the bright sky, it may be possible that he and the saintly woman are lingering in the day."

The words of the two people did not lower their voices.

Various warriors walked by, and Qi Qi's expression was weird.

The ancient realm sect master sneered, "It's nothing more than a small barrier. When this sect master tears it open, you will know how absurd this little thief is doing."

The master of the ancient realm raised his hands together.

Just at this time, a sharp gaze struck, interrupting the movement of the ancient realm sect master.

Nine Heavens Sword Lord said displeased, "Two Sect Masters, but do you want to be disrespectful for the old?"

"The two juniors have set a barrier to isolate everything from the outside, and they have their own reasons."

"Tear the barrier for no reason, the two suzerains are also old guys, don't you think it's wrong?"

The old face of the sect master of the ancient realm twitched, and then stopped talking, and left.

Sword Lord Nine Heavens looked at the barrier, frowned, "Hall Master Xiao Yi, is it really so absurd?"

...

Within the barrier.

In fact, both Xiao Yi were just chatting and joking.

At most, they just snuggle together and tell each other what's going on.

But there is no such absurd thing as the ancient realm sect master said.

At this moment, Xiao Yi leaned back against the city wall, leaning against the side, quiet and speechless, both of them were enjoying this rare tranquility.

After a long while, Xiao Yi slightly broke the silence.

"Actually, a long, long time ago, I lived a period of time when I didn't know anything about tomorrow."

"At that time, I never looked forward or backward."

"A killer, only decisively, can he judge the best choice in various dangers."

"Or the enemy dies, and he retreats all over."

"No matter how bad it is, I will die by myself and drag the enemy to bury him."

Yiyi looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously, "Did it during the years when the son looked for me?"

Xiao Yi shook his head and chuckled, "No, it was a long time ago."

"When I look for you, I already have you in my heart, how can I die easily."

"Huh." Xiao Yi breathed out lightly, glanced at the high sky, "it's almost night."

"After tonight, tomorrow morning is the limit of three days."

"And I have decided now."

Xiao Yi stood up slowly and looked at Yiyi seriously, "You shouldn't have come."

"Now that you are here, I have to choose."

"If tomorrow morning, this firmament turns into a **** sky, I will smash it by myself."

"Nine Desolate Demon Race and Xue Jialuo, don't want to step through this fortress half a step."

Xiao Yi's eyes instantly turned into extreme sharpness and coldness.

...

Cang...

At this moment, in the distance, a sharp sword sound pierced the sky.

Xiao Yi has dissipated the barrier and looked into the distance, "Huh? What an amazing sword intent."

"No, the person is so strong."

Whoosh... Almost at the moment when Xiao Yi's words fell, a figure arrived with a sword.

"Brother Xiao, haven't seen you for a long time."

A familiar voice came.

Xiao Yi was startled, "Senior Lin Ye?"

Swish...wish...wish...wish...

At the same time, the strong figures in the fortress grew.

"Jian Zun Lin Ye?" A sect elder frowned.

Sword Region, descendants of the Sword Emperor, Sword Sovereign Lin Ye, their eight sects knew.

"No." Sword Lord Jiuxiao suddenly narrowed his eyes, "It should be, Lord Sword, Lin Ye!"

Obviously, Sword Master Nine Heavens shook his Nine Heavens Sword slightly, and the sword body trembled at this moment.

Taishang Dongfang looked directly at Lin Ye, "What an amazing aura, the body of the Sword Emperor?"

"Not bad." Lin Ye smiled proudly, his aura was obviously not weaker than Dongfang Taishang and Nine Heavens Sword Sovereign, and a bit deeper than the sect masters.

...

In the early morning, the firmament of night was slowly opened under the early sun in the distance.

In the distance, at the edge of the extremely desolate nine lands, a breath of monsters and beasts rushed toward his face.

The three-day deadline has passed, and the Bahuang Clan is here as scheduled!

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