Heng Yu sat at the gate of the station with Wumei.

Wu Mei's legs were overlapping and stretching, not taking into account her image, and her hair was also scattered.

This morning's action was led by her and Chi, and her fellow disciples suffered more sadness than metaphors. But as a senior sister and as a leader, she could not express her fragility like metaphors.

Even in private.

Heng Yu took out a jar of wine and handed it to Wumei.

This is the Hehua wine they brewed together a long time ago. The wine has a not high degree and its taste is more favorable to fruit wine.

Unplugged the jar plug, Wumei poured a few large sips of wine into her mouth. Just as she was about to say something, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from not far behind: "It's so unpleasant? You don't even call me when you come out to drink."

"Oh, here we come." Wu Mei raised her chin slightly and greeted Chi.

Chi was also a little embarrassed. After sitting down and drinking for two sips of wine, he seemed to have been opened to talk: "To be honest, there were many people drinking with us before. When the battle ended, I don't know how many drinkers would be left."

Heng Yu took a sip of wine and chuckled, "Yes, who knows?"

Wumei didn't say anything, just kept drinking, but after drinking, she became drunk because of such a low-degree wine.

Fortunately, she tastes first-class wine and goes to bed when she gets drunk.

Heng Yu helped her remove the hair that was pressed against her cheeks and let her rest on her shoulders.

Chi was still very clear: "She has had a very good relationship with Mu Huan over the years. After the news of Mu Huan's death came, she was not in a high mood."

However, before Wu Mei could recover, she had to face the bloody sacrifices again and again.

"It's better to vent her temperament. How are you?" Heng Yu raised her chin slightly, and she was too late to care.

Chi Wei smiled: "After all, I am a candidate for the head. It's better than dancing in terms of nature."

"If you let her hear your words, you will definitely make her angry." Heng Yu smiled.

Just as she was about to say something, Yu Guangsai saw the figure appearing in front of her, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took the initiative to say hello: "Fellow Daoist Yu."

Yu Xia has not changed much. He has entered the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. He is wearing the costumes of the elders of the Sword Sect and carrying the commonly used heavy swords behind him.

After walking to Hengyu and the others to go forward to salute, Yu Xia said quietly: "I happened to leave the customs recently. I heard that she has returned from operations today, so I want to come over to see her."

Heng Yu hesitated and said, "She is drunk. If it is convenient, send her back to her house."

Yu Xia thanked her again, bent down and picked up Wu Mei, and took her back slowly back to the house.

Mid-tu Wumei woke up for a while, saw his appearance clearly, muttered a few words, and then hugged Yu Xia's neck and continued to fall asleep.

Chi Mu watched their backs and thought about it: "What do you think is their situation now?"

Heng Yu chuckled and saw it very thoroughly: "I haven't reached the level of becoming a Taoist partner, but I'm reluctant to let go, so I'm entangled."

However, she estimated that if Yu Xia seized the opportunity, the two of them could achieve success when the battle was completely over.

-

In the evening, the realization is gone and returns.

Heng Yu was standing under the eaves and hung a wind chime, intending to make this simple temporary residence look more beautiful.

She heard the familiar footsteps coming from behind and turned around.

Yuwu stood under the steps, raised his head and asked with a smile: "There are shortages of residence in the garrison. Will Master Luo mind if I live with you for the next period of time?"

"It's really so scarce?" Heng Yu looked at him with a look of doubt.

He held his face on Juju, and there was no sign of embarrassment. Heng Yu tskated and walked over and poked his cheek: "When should I find an excuse to live in my room?"

He finally chuckled and opened his eyes, and his earlobes were blushing.

"I feel a little regretful about the sacrifice of my junior brothers and sisters, but not sad." Heng Yu guessed that he had heard of the Hehuan Sect and wanted to divert her attention from comforting her. She whispered: "I have really tried my best."

In order to speed up the final decisive battle, the evil demons have been attacking wildly without their lives. All major sects are resisting with their lives, and there are always people who cannot escape sacrifice.

The night light invades the entire world little by little.

Heng Yugang lit the lantern and planned to scrape it back again. Just when the lantern was not hanged firmly, a violent gust of wind came from somewhere, blowing the lantern to the ground. The candle fire in the lantern was blown out in a flash, and the bamboo body of the lantern was flattened, and it was obviously impossible to use it again.

Heng Yu bent down to pick up the lanterns, and Yu Wu picked up the lanterns first. He walked under the eaves and said warmly: "It's raining heavily."

Yes, the rainstorm comes as soon as possible.

The heavy rain of beans hits the old trees in the yard, and the branches and leaves on the treetops are shaking randomly by the strong wind.

Yu shook the lantern in his hand: "It's broken, how about we put in the house and weave a new one?"

"Do you even have lanterns?"

"The lanterns in Wuding Sect are all made up by the disciples themselves."

Heng Yu laughed crisply: "Then make up, I'll sit by and watch."

He threw the lantern into the corner and planned to clean it up tomorrow. He bent down and carried her into the house, leaned into her ear and said, "Of course I don't want to ask you to do it."

Heng Yu was placed on the soft couch by him. Seeing him taking out bamboo strips from the storage ring and starting to weave lanterns as if they were decent, Heng Yuyu criticized him earnestly: "You are not willing to let me do it, you are reluctant to let me go even if you walk a few steps."

Zaiwu leaned over and kissed her cheeks, smiling without saying a word.

He did not intend to spoil her, but over the years, they have been in seclusion or seeking each other's way, and have been together for too little time.

So even for such a fragmented time, he wanted to seize the opportunity to get close to her.

Seeing that he was particularly skillful in knitting lanterns, Heng Yu deliberately made things difficult for him, so he leaned over and pillowed on his right shoulder to limit his movements.

Jiuwu adjusted her posture slightly to make her leaner more comfortable, and calmed down to continue weaving bamboo strips.

When the lantern was just halfway through weaving, Heng Yu, who had not yet fully recovered from his injuries, had already leaned on Yu Wu and fell asleep. Yu Wu Fang gently moved his hand and slowly set up the lantern skeleton.

-

I realized that I would go out early and come back late in the next few days.

Every day, he left before she woke up.

When he was sleeping in a daze in the middle of the night, he vaguely felt that he got into the quilt and hugged her.

What he was busy with was not said, and Heng Yu didn't ask. The only thing he had to do next was to find a way to snipe the Emperor Demon Ancestor, which was of great importance. Of course, the fewer people knew the better. If he could say it, he would tell her on his own initiative.

After resting for a few days until the spiritual power in the body has been completely restored, Heng Yu joins the action of hunting evil demons again.

Knowing that the Emperor Demon Ancestor was staring at her, Heng Yu did not leave too far when he left the city and was mainly responsible for the task of receiving and reinforcement.

The heavy rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Such bad weather seems to arouse more hostility and the killings are getting heavier and heavier.

The blood was washed away by the rain when it rolled down. When Heng Yu was walking on the trail in the forest in a straw hat, he didn't know whether it was because he was dazzled or even the water in the forest was light red.

He noticed the fluctuations of spiritual power ahead, Heng Yu did not waste any time and teleported away directly. The sword light slashed through the continuous rain, and fell into the evil demons and exploded like a sudden appearance.

Thunder was born in Guiyi Sword, and exploded as Guiyi Sword slashed away. Even the early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could not escape her fierce sword.

clang—

The sound of the swords when they collided was particularly harsh.

A middle-stage demon of Nascent Soul quickly drew his sword to block her attack.

But at the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

Thunder and Jiutian thunder fire rose slowly from his feet at the same time, forcibly limiting his movements.

Heng Yu took advantage of the situation and stabbed the dagger with his left hand and stirred it a few times in the heart of the demon.

When he pulled out the dagger hard, black blood splattered on her face, and before he could stay for a few breaths, he was washed away by the heavy rain.

The middle-stage Nascent Soul demon suddenly widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that he had completely died in a few encounters.

When Heng Yu looked around again, he found that there were no evil demons standing.

However, the battles in the corner were even more intense.

With a casual glance, Heng Yu originally wanted to help solve the evil demon in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but when she recognized the monk who was attacking the evil demon, Heng Yu was stunned.

——Wearing in a Taoist robe, he is a very dignified person. It is the old friend Dao Zhuo who has not seen for many years.

He is just at the peak of the Killing Dan cultivation, but now he seems to have used some secret technique to force his cultivation, so that he has never been at a disadvantage until now when he fought with the evil demon in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

She arrived smoothly before they were really dead ends. She was naturally not doing so crazy to save her life.

That should be for revenge.

Mu Huan died at the beginning of the Yuanying evil demon, who was fighting with Dao Zhuo, and was afraid that he would be the one who devoured Mu Huan's heart.

Heng Yu watched silently, without help.

She felt that Daozhuo probably didn't want her to help.

A quarter of an hour later, Daozhuo was covered in blood.

He coughed violently several times, his body was completely exhausted, and the sequelae of using the secret technique became more and more severe. But he still endured it and staggered to the evil demon who had only one last breath. The whisk in his hand pierced the evil demon's heart, and completely smashed his heart with crazy strength.

He was sure that the evil demon was completely overwhelmed, and finally he couldn't help but kneel down on the ground, spitting out blood, dyeing his clothes in a mess.

"Pills." At some point, Heng Yu walked to him and handed over the pills.
To be continued...