After the villain resigned

Ruan Lan recklessly walked in the direction of 33 Chongtian, she didn't even feel the pain when the branch protruding from the side scratched her cheek, and let the blood drops from the wound slide down her fair skin.

Ruan Lan raised her head and glanced, 33 Chongtian seemed to be right in front of her eyes, but in fact it was far away.The fairy energy in her body was almost exhausted, unable to support her to continue flying in the sky.

Ruan Lan's footsteps slowed down, she gasped for breath, her legs were as heavy as lead, and every step she moved was extremely difficult.But when she thought of her sister who was still fighting Moxiu, a trace of fairy spirit flowed out of her dry body, supporting her to move forward.

Seeing that she was about to reach the gate of 33 Chongtian, Ruan Lan suddenly heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Alan..." It was my sister's voice, which sounded weak, "Alan, wait for my sister."

Ruan Lan was overjoyed, she didn't think much, turned her head to look over, and shouted: "Sister!"

But she didn't see her sister behind her. Ruan Lan's joy turned into panic. She looked around, trying to find her sister, but all she saw was the silent forest.

Ruan Lan's legs went limp, and a sense of fear emerged in her heart. She took a few steps back and hit a stone with her heel.Her movements froze for a moment, then she turned around abruptly, hitting a pair of eyes.

Cold, pale eyes without a hint of emotion.With only a thin line between Ruan Lan's nose, these eyes just looked at her quietly.

Ruan Lan wanted to scream, but in extreme fear, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't make any sound, she could only tremble weakly.

In the silence, Ruan Lan heard the sound of teeth chattering. When she looked into those eyes, the time seemed to be infinitely elongated, and she didn't even know how long it had passed.Then she saw a frightening smile slowly appearing under those eyes, no, it wasn't a smile at all, it just curled the corners of her mouth without any emotion.

Accompanied by this "smile", countless black smoke filled the air, turning into ferocious black snakes, piercing through Ruan Lan's facial features.

Ruan Lan couldn't stop these black snakes at all, all she could do was to watch the black mist in front of her eyes, until all the black snakes entered her body, and her petite body fell limply to the ground.

Ruan Lan's cheek bumped into a sharp stone, even so, she still didn't react at all.

Black hair slid down the side of the cheek.

Ruan Lan's eyes were closed tightly, her body gradually became stiff, and finally she even stopped breathing.

But after a while, she opened her eyes again without warning, and there was still a trace of panic in those black and white eyeballs, but then they were covered by indifference.

She seemed not quite used to this body, got up from the ground in a strange posture, turned her head, and looked at 33 Chongtian in front of her.She stretched out her tender fingertips to touch the wound on her cheek, licked the blood on her fingertips with her tongue, and let out a sinister laugh that didn't match her delicate appearance like a flower.

Then she lifted the corner of her skirt, and stepped into the 33rd heaven with bouncing steps.The moment she entered, there were ripples at the entrance of the Asgard Palace, but she didn't notice any abnormalities on her body, allowing her to enter it easily.

Ruan Lan raised her hands, and shuttled through the building of 33 Chongtian like a little butterfly.

"Hee hee." A petite figure suddenly appeared, blocking a middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk was startled, and his face was a little ugly, but seeing a little girl standing in front of him, he managed to show a smile, bent down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Lan stared at the middle-aged monk without blinking.

The middle-aged monk trembled inexplicably, he swallowed, and asked again: "What's the matter?"

Ruan Lan opened her small cherry mouth slightly, and said, "Do you know where the Lord of Nanzhou is?"

The middle-aged monk pointed in a direction and replied, "Over there."

Just after he finished speaking, he saw the corner of the little girl's mouth curled up, and she let out a "hee hee" laugh, which disappeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged monk raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, feeling a little strange in his heart.

This little girl's face was too pale, and her lips were scarlet. She looked a little like... a paper figure cut out of white paper.

Moreover, how could someone directly call Xianjun the ruler of Nanzhou?

The middle-aged monk shook his head, put all doubts behind him, and continued to walk forward.

Anyway, when the sky falls, there is still a tall one to hold it up, so no matter how much he, a little guy, thinks about it, it won't help.

Standing side by side with Zhou Siwei, Jiang Yiyi walked down the path of 33 Chongtian, next to the branches were covered with red plums with white pistils, and the breeze blew, rustling a few petals.

A piece of red plum petal lightly landed on Jiang Yi's shoulder, and slid down with his movements, leaving only a cool scent of plum blossom on his body.

Zhou Siwei suddenly said, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Yiyi didn't answer right away, and after a while, he asked softly: "Are you really going to take over the position of Nanzhou ruler?"

"What?" Zhou Siwei looked sideways at the people around him, "Don't you want it?"

Jiang Yi shook his head: "No, I'm just a little weird."

Zhou Siwei thought for a while and said, "I think this position of master may be useful in the future."

Jiang Yi muttered, "I think the troubles outweigh the benefits."

Accompanied by his words, a petite figure appeared in front of Zhou Siwei.

Ruan Lan tilted her head, looking innocent and cute, and asked Zhou Siwei, "Are you the ruler of Nanzhou?"

Zhou Siwei and Ruan Lan were acquaintances, so the question she asked was a bit strange.

Jiang Yi was keenly aware of the strange aura surrounding this little girl, but he still pretended to be nonchalant, and asked Zhou Siwei, "Do you know each other?"

Zhou Siwei seemed to want to answer this question, but he made a feint, and before he could speak, his palm was already in front of Ruan Lan, and he was about to grab her shoulder.

With Ruan Lan's cultivation, she couldn't avoid this trick at all.But a strange thing happened, her waist twisted, and with the creaking sound of bones bending, Ruan Lan abruptly avoided Zhou Siwei's palm, and fell lightly to the side.

"Hee hee." She raised her pale face, her red lips curled up, and she let out a sullen voice, "Master Nanzhou, I'm just here to deliver a message."

Zhou Siwei was not confused by her words, and continued to attack Ruan Lan without stopping.

This time Ruan Lan had nowhere to hide, Zhou Siwei grabbed her shoulder, but there was no trace of panic on her face, her eyes calmly stared at the person in front of her.

"Convey the order of the Demon Lord." She opened her small mouth, but instead of a girl's soft voice, it was a low voice that could not be distinguished from a man or a woman, "Masters... all wait to die. "

Zhou Siwei's palm pressed down hard, and Ruan Lan's body immediately heard a scream, and then countless smoke came out of her mouth and nose, floated into the air, and condensed into a human shape.

As soon as the black mist appeared, Ruan Lan closed her eyes and fell softly into Zhou Siwei's arms. The black mist man took advantage of this opportunity to escape from the 33rd Heaven.

But not long after he floated out, he saw a sword light coming through the air, splitting him in half.

"Ah——" the black mist man no longer had the indifference just now, and the distorted horror appeared in his eyes, "You...the demon, the demon will...you..."

Maybe what he wanted to say was "The Demon Lord will avenge me and kill you", but Jiang Yi didn't care. He held the Ten Hell Sword, and with a light flick of his hair, it fell to Zhou Siwei's side.

Jiang Yi said: "Let me just say it, the trouble is coming soon."

Zhou Siwei gently put the little girl in his arms on the ground. After the black mist left, Ruan Lan's red lips instantly turned pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and she didn't respond at all.

Jiang Yi glanced at it, and saw that the little girl was out of breath, and her head was weakly leaning to one side, like a decaying flower, which had lost all vitality.

It still looks... a little pathetic.

"Are you going to avenge her?" Jiang Yi asked.

Zhou Siwei took a step back, watching the little girl's body turn into dots of fluorescent light, floating in the air, blending with the sunlight.

"Ximozhou." Zhou Siwei searched in his consciousness and found the memory of Ximozhou, but it seems that Ximozhou seldom contacts with the outside world, so there is no definite news.

The fairyland is divided into four continents, east, west, south, and north, each guarded by four masters, maintaining a delicate balance.

Among the rulers of the four directions, only Demon Lord Ximozhou appears and disappears, and acts the most strangely. I don't know what he means by sending someone to post a battle post this time?

Moreover, it is not Nanzhou that is adjacent to Ximozhou, but Beizhou where Bai Yujing is located, so why did the other party come to Nanzhou at all costs?

Zhou Siwei withdrew his thoughts, raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yiyi: "I wrote down that man's breath." The corners of his mouth were pursed, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "If we meet next time, I will definitely kill him."

The black mist just now was just a ray of incarnation outside the body, and the Lord did not come to Nanzhou.

Jiang Yi watched as the fluorescent lights floating around him gradually melted into the air, which meant that the little girl had re-entered reincarnation.

He put his hand on Zhou Siwei's shoulder, and analyzed: "Since the battle post has been issued, Ximozhou will definitely make a big move in the near future. As the ruler of Nanzhou, you must be prepared for a big battle."

After a while, I heard Zhou Siwei's "hmm".

Zhou Siwei used to be the suzerain of Shangyan Sect. Although it is not as large as Nanzhou, he can be regarded as experienced.He found Nanming Xianjun's subordinates, and for some reason, this group of people surrendered quickly when they saw Zhou Siwei, and didn't care that he had killed the previous Xianjun.

Zhou Siwei didn't think much about it, and after confirming their loyalty, he arranged for the border guards with ease.

But after a while, the border was still quiet, and no one saw the figure of Ximozhou Moxiu, as if the previous battle post was just someone's prank.

After waiting for a while, they did not wait for the attack from Ximozhou, but instead received a letter from Bai Yujing.

A lark carved out of white jade landed on the window sill. Although it was not a living thing, a bit of emerald was embedded in its eye sockets, shining a little bit of light, but it was still alive.

It bounced on the window sill for a while, and tentatively walked into the room.

Jiang Yi was the only one in the room. Perhaps he had done something, he was lazily lying on the bed, and there was still a reddish mark on his left cheek.

He closed his eyes, not noticing that a delicate and lovely white jade lark walked into the room through the open window.

The lark walked back and forth twice around the window. With such a distance, it could run away at any time in case of an accident.It waited for a while, and after finding that there was no danger, it fluttered its jade wings and landed beside Jiang Yiyi. It hesitated for a moment, and was about to go forward when it heard a door opening nearby. There was a rattling sound, and it was so frightened that it quickly retracted its head under its wings, as if in this way, others could not see its figure.

As soon as Zhou Siwei finished handling other matters, he hurried back.He sat next to Jiang Yiyi, and pinched his waist with his fingers. The strength was just right, and Jiang Yiyi couldn't help but let out a low moan.

At the beginning, Zhou Siwei was still pinching his waist obediently, but if he didn't pay attention, the position of his hand went down a little, and when he was about to go further down, Jiang Yi turned around and grabbed Zhou Siwei's fidgeting hand.

The corners of his eyes were flushed, and he glanced at the person next to him with a half-smile, and asked, "Are you done?"

Zhou Siwei put his arms around Jiang Yiyi, brushed the hair sticking to his cheeks aside, and said, "I regret it, there is really nothing to be the ruler of Nanzhou."

Jiang Yiyi smiled, pushed away the person who was leaning on him, and pointed not far away: "Go and have a look."

Zhou Siwei stopped moving, looked in the direction Jiang Yi pointed, and saw a dumb lark standing on it, with its head buried in its wings.

Zhou Siwei got up and walked over, pinched the lark by the neck, and asked, "Who sent you here?"

The lark stuck its head out and chirped for a while. After confirming the identity of the person in front of it, it spit out human words from its sharp beak.

"I invite you to come to Baiyujing to discuss the matter of West Demon Continent."

After passing the news, the emerald eyes of the lark dimmed and turned into real white jade carvings.

Bai Yujing knew that the master of Nanzhou had changed, but because the two continents were far apart, he didn't know who had changed, so he could only be called Xianjun in general.

"Bai Yujing?" Jiang Yiyi walked up to Zhou Siwei with bare feet, took the lark, played with it, and threw it aside, "Are you going?"

As soon as Zhou Siwei saw Jiang Yiyi, he put Bai Yujing's affairs aside, first picked him up by the waist, put him on the bed, and said, "It's cold on the ground."

Jiang Yi gave him a blank look: "I am in such a realm, am I still afraid of catching a cold?" He said, stretched out his hand to push Zhou Siwei's chest, and asked, "Will you go?"

Zhou Siwei pondered for a moment, then said, "Go."

In the memory he inherited, Ximozhou has always been hostile to the other three continents.

In a team standing a long time ago, Ximozhou stood in the wrong position, resulting in a very miserable end when it lost. The fertile area was all divided up by the other three continents, and Ximozhou could only be relocated to the most desolate place in the fairy world.So far, Ximozhou's vitality has been seriously injured, and it is only now that it has barely recovered.

Bai Yujing would send out such a message, presumably he must have also received the invitation from Ximozhou.

But these are not the reasons that prompted Zhou Siwei to go, the most important reason is - Jiang Yiyi seems to be a little tired of Nanzhou.

Hearing what Zhou Siwei said in his heart, Jiang Yi couldn't help muttering: "What do you mean I'm tired of staying?"

Zhou Siwei asked: "Isn't there?"

Jiang Yiyi looked at him for a moment, then looked away, and replied, "A little bit." He didn't like being trapped in the same place. 33 Chongtian sounds big, but it's actually just the size of a city. No matter how big or small, with his cultivation base, he can walk around every corner in an instant.

Zhou Siwei said, "Then let's leave here and go to other places."

"Aren't you the ruler of Nanzhou?" Jiang Yi lowered his head and pinched Zhou Siwei's fingers one by one. Looking at the lines on his palm, a good idea suddenly came to his mind.

Jiang Yi looked up and said with a smile: "Otherwise, I will go to Baiyujing, and you will guard Nanzhou?"

Zhou Siwei didn't even think about it, and said bluntly: "No." He immediately softened his voice again, "I'll go with you, here in Nanzhou, I'll leave behind a spiritual thought, as long as I move my mind, I can come back .”

Jiang Yi could feel the tension and urgency of the people around him. What was he afraid of?

Zhou Siwei leaned into Jiang Yiyi's ear and said softly, "I don't want to be separated from you."

Hearing this, Jiang Yiyi's heart softened, he held Zhou Siwei's hand and said, "Okay, then let's go together, but..."

Zhou Siwei kissed Jiang Yiyi's forehead and asked, "What?"

"I don't like that god emperor in Bai Yujing." Jiang Yi still remembered the scene when he was chased by the god emperor, and the smile on his mouth became a little faint, "When we go to Bai Yujing, we must find the place back. Come."

Zhou Siwei now has the same level of cultivation as God Emperor Bai Yujing. Seeing that Jiang Yiyi was worried about what happened back then, he immediately promised, "Okay."

Nanzhou is far away from Beizhou where Bai Yujing is located, but with Zhou Siwei's cultivation level, it can be reached in a single thought.

After he made arrangements for Nanzhou, he set off for Beizhou with Jiang Yiyi.

Jiang Yi was still a little worried, and said, "It's the first time you open the space channel, so there won't be any deviation?"

Zhou Siwei didn't have much confidence in his heart, but he didn't reveal anything on his face, he just said, "Don't worry."

He clenched the Dragon Sword in his hand, raised his hand and drew a sword obliquely in front of him, only to see the space fluctuate, and a moment later opened a door that was just big enough to pass through a grown man.

From the outside, you can only see the distorted space inside the door, but you can't see what's going on in the depths, and you don't know where it leads.

Zhou Siwei asked, "Shall we go in?"

Jiang Yi nodded, and was about to walk in when he felt his wrist being grabbed by the person behind him.

Zhou Siwei and Jiang Yi interlocked their fingers. He looked at him sideways and said, "No matter where this door leads, as long as we are together."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Siwei pulled people and walked into the door together.

The picture in front of him was twisted and twisted. Even with Jiang Yili's current cultivation, he could feel the world spinning. He closed his eyes, and opened them only after the feeling dissipated.

He and Zhou Siwei were already standing on a small path, underneath was a floor tile carved from white jade, surrounded by osmanthus flowers in full bloom, a few tender yellow petals were shaken off by the breeze, and the rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers wafted up.

Bai Yujing only had the most lingering scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the others were deserted, without a trace of popularity.

Jiang Yi lowered his head for a while, and when he raised his eyes, a white jade pagoda reaching into the sky was directly reflected in his eyes.

Bai Yujing, here we are.