Ye Junyi then realized that she was busy bandaging his wound, feeling distressed and blamed herself.

"Your Majesty, it's all my fault..."

"Of course you're blaming."

Qianye pretended to be unhappy and said, "So, you have to compensate me."

“What to compensate?”

"Smile?"

“…”

Ye Junyi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly hugged him tightly, never wanting to separate for a moment.

"Don't worry."

Qianye gently hugged her and walked out of the palace, "In the future, no one can bully you, and no one can hurt you."

"Really?"

"certainly."

Qianye smiled gently, his eyes as deep as the starry sky, and the stars were filled with Ye Junyi's shadow.

"because."

"This is my promise to you."

The two of them gradually drifted apart.

The conversation is getting smaller and smaller.

"Your Majesty..."

"Call the name."

"Qianye, what should we do now?"

"Look for Gu Han."

Outside the palace, Qian Ye looked into the distance and said quietly: "This matter is not over yet."

He was a little uneasy.

Demon Ancestor.

Fusheng Guest.

As a strong man of the same level as the Ghost Ancestor, after carefully calculating for so long, how could he let go easily?

...

Inside the Demon Abyss.

Seeing Gu Han and the others in front of him fall into deep sleep, the guest neither stopped him nor spoke, standing still, as if he was sensing something.

The ups and downs in the eyes.

There is the meaning of the hidden meaning of the qi returning to the empty air and returning to the original chaos.

After a moment.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and suddenly looked at the inexplicable place, and smiled and said, "I found you!"

The words fell.

The figure disappeared instantly.

...

The world of dreams.

Behind the Taoist temple, next to the grave, the old Taoist stroked the tombstone, his expression rarely became serious, his eyes full of solemnity.

"hope."

"This time it will be smooth..."

I haven't finished speaking.

Amid the swaying leaves, a figure slowly walked over from a distance.

Wearing a blue dress.

Normal appearance.

It’s the Fusheng Guest!

“It’s not easy.”

After looking at the old Taoist grave, he sighed: "This time, I finally found your turtle shell."

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes, "You are here for me?"

"For him, for you."

Fu Shengke smiled and said, "Or don't you think I have time to say so much nonsense to that kid?"

"You, humble me?"

"According to Gu Han's words."
Chapter completed!