Three Times Reincarnation

Facing such a sharp weapon, the woman in white did not try to avoid or avoid it. She only looked at the girl in yellow and said indifferently, "Empress, the baby in your womb was born lacking. If it weren't for the Nine Flower Immortal Leaf Grass, which you and the water race sovereign took advantage of when I was fighting, your son would have already died." She paused, ignoring the slightly green face of the yellow-clothed girl, then continued, "That Nine Flower Immortal Leaf Grass was formed from the blood in my heart. It was originally prepared to recreate the phoenix voice's flesh, and now that you have used it, coupled with the Immortal Execution Archipelago that was personally sealed by Great Emperor Fuxi, if your son is in trouble in the future, he will be blamed for it."

"You!" The yellow clothed girl's eyes revealed a vicious light, "It seems that you will not reveal the whereabouts of the phoenix's voice no matter what happens?"

The woman in white merely smiled and didn't reply. However, her eyes that were as cold as ice clearly expressed her thoughts.

"Hua, then don't blame me for this!" Seeing that, the yellow clothed female gritted her teeth and raised her right hand. The Immortal Execution Archipelago and the two green dragons immediately turned into a sharp ray of light and pierced towards the center of the white clothed female's brows.

When I saw this scene, for some reason, my heart leapt to my throat. I wanted to shout at the white-clothed woman to avoid it, but I couldn't make the slightest sound.

When the sword light disappeared, the white-clothed woman slightly closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh from the corner of her mouth. After that, her half-lying body dissipated into thin air like a morning dew, disappearing without a trace. The entire garden lost its color at the same time. The flower clusters hanging from the branches all fell to the ground in the blink of an eye; those beautiful jade-like branches turned into dried leaves; the white jade-like floor was covered with weeds and old vines. In the blink of an eye, the vines spread everywhere; even the couch that the woman in white was sitting on had become dilapidated and was covered with spiderwebs, making it look extremely desolate.

Seeing this, the yellow-clothed girl only sneered, "Hua, aren't you asking for it …" What's so good about that bitch Phoenix's voice? You all protect her... I just don't believe it, hmph … "

Waking up from a dream, I broke out in a cold sweat.

The scene of the white-clothed woman getting turned into ashes had been lingering in front of my eyes, causing me to be listless for the rest of the day.

"Master? "But where is the discomfort?"

I lay on the soft couch by the pond and helplessly waved my hand. "No."

"Then why don't you eat more fruits?"

I looked at the fruit bowl in the hands of the greyhare boy and picked it up for the better part of a day. Finally, I picked one up and bit into it, barely taking a bite. The fruit juice was abundant, but I felt a bitter taste in my mouth.

"Master, please be careful in everything you do."

I nodded my head and drove my little Broken Cloud away. I casually pointed to a certain mountain peak and lied down on it as I dozed off.

I don't know how long it was, but in the midst of my sleep, I vaguely felt something hot coming towards me, and then something brushed against my hair. It was very light and harmless, yet it also felt warm and comfortable, making me feel inexplicably safe and comfortable.

Just as I was about to go back to sleep, I suddenly felt a little alert in my heart. I vaguely felt that something was wrong, so I tried my best to open my eyes, only to find that I was lying flat on my stomach on top of a piece of red clothes that was as smooth as water.

"You're awake?"

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. In a trance, I looked at the devilishly perfect face in front of me. There seemed to be a hint of familiarity and strangeness in it. I suddenly thought of what Jing Yao had said, and couldn't help but poke with my finger, mumbling to myself, "Could it be fake?"

Devil Realm Devil World … According to the descriptions in the book, shouldn't those malevolent-looking, green-faced, fang-toothed types appear? With Yan Jing's appearance, it would be quite believable if one were to say that he was a Supreme Celestial.

"What is fake? "Hmm?"

A low and hoarse voice sounded in my ears, carrying an inexplicable charm. I couldn't help but spew out the thoughts in my mind, "You're too good-looking, why don't you seem like someone from the demon realm …"

At this moment, I suddenly realized what I had said, but it was impossible to take it back. I had to turn my head away and let out a hollow laugh.

"Devil realm?" Yan Jing laughed out loud. Then, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at Ye Chen, "Little fish demon, do you believe me?"

In fact, I had already thought about it. Although this friend Jing Yao's actions are a bit strange and unpredictable, he is still a reliable cultivator. Adding my cheap master, I believe he has a eighty to ninety percent chance of coming to such a conclusion.

Thinking about this, I blinked. "Do you think I should believe you?"

The smile on Yan Jin's face didn't waver as his eyes revealed an unprecedented gentleness. He reached out his hand to lightly press my nose. "You only need to believe in me."

Seriously, they started eating tofu again without saying much.

I touched my poor nose and began to worry that it would be terrible if it became a snakehead in the long run.

"Little Fish Demon."

"Hmm?"

"If there comes a day when I want to return to the Demon World, will you go?"

I pursed my lips and laughed dryly, "Fellow Yan Jing must be joking. With my insignificant magic power, I went to the Demonic World … I'm afraid I don't even have the qualifications to fill the gaps in my teeth. "

"With me here, who would dare to touch you?"

Unless, Fellow, you are the Demon Lord … I dryly laughed twice, "This matter …" Why don't we wait until my cultivation has improved before discussing about it? "

I thought that was very appropriate, but who would have thought that he would completely ignore me, instead he threw himself at me, covered me up, and grabbed my hands. His eyebrows slightly raised, and his face immediately revealed a trace of evilness, "What? And the Little Fish Demon has forgotten about what I just said? "

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. I couldn't help but shiver, afraid that he would bite me in the next moment. I hastily smiled apologetically and nodded. "Fellow cultivator, you're joking. That's not what I meant."

Yan Jing bent his head down. I watched him get closer and closer until their noses touched. Then, I heard him say in a lazy and disdainful tone, "It sounds like... "There's really no sincerity."

Sincerity — I was a little bit conflicted, thinking of the story I used to read in the book of human stories: Some people fought with sincerity, only to be thrown away with sincerity. Some people acted coldly and without sincerity, but they were able to follow the flow, and they were proud of themselves. Therefore, the word "sincerity" was hard to say.

After considering it for a moment, I carefully smiled and asked, "I don't know how you feel about Qingyin's expression and how you can be considered to be sincere?"

Yan Jing looked at me with a smile that was not a smile on his face. There seemed to be a light flashing in his black eyes. He suddenly lowered his head and gave me a light peck on the lips.

I felt as if I had been struck by lightning and was completely petrified.