King of the Fairy City

Ye Mo felt extremely sad. He wanted to howl to the sky and cry, but he finally held back.

At this moment, the "Zuowang Sutra" started to run on its own. A strange feeling of coldness that penetrated the soul surged into his heart, which made Ye Mo shudder. He suddenly came back to his senses and was secretly shocked.

Looking again, all the cultivators had sad faces, as if they had given up on cultivation.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano became excited again, clanging like a huge bell, shaking the mind, and beating like a war drum.

Ye Mo did not hesitate, stopped running the "Zuowang Sutra", and immersed himself in the sound of the piano.

Indistinctly, Ye Mo understood that this "Xianmo Jie" was divided into two parts, the upper part was pessimistic, and the lower part was exciting, rekindling the heart of cultivating immortals.

As the sound of the piano grows stronger, sometimes it shakes like thunder, sometimes it roars like a monster, and sometimes it cries like a god or ghost, symbolizing the various difficulties and obstacles on the road to immortality. The cultivators have overcome all difficulties and never given up.

Even if the immortal road is difficult, why are we cultivators afraid? Even if the heavenly calamity is cruel, we cultivators are still peerless and powerful. Even if the immortal world is sealed for 100,000 years, we cultivators have never despaired. The immortal world has not been destroyed, and the inheritance has not been cut off. The shackles that our predecessors could not break will be broken by us cultivators.

Immortal cultivators, these three words represent from the beginning, which is to blast open the limits of living beings, break the shackles of laws, and have a fearless and rock-hard heart that goes forward.

The hearts and minds of the cultivators were agitated, and many of them were shaken by their souls. Their magic power and vitality were surging like the tide, and their 100,000 pores were wide open. Every inch of flesh and blood was cheering and jumping for joy. Some even broke through the realm on the spot and sat cross-legged to stabilize their realm, which made others envious and jealous.

After the song was over, Ji Shengxiang did not come down directly as usual, but played another song.

This song was sad and desolate, and it was sad and sad, but also revealed a trace of lingering affection, as if a graceful female cultivator was whispering in a hoarse voice, which made people feel complicated and difficult to understand.

"What is this song?"

Ye Mo was puzzled. His feelings were not as deep as the female cultivator, but he could feel that it was as if he was regretting Xiahou Siyu.

"The Beauty of Red Beauty."

This time, it was Huangfu Yan who answered him.

After the two songs, everyone ate and drank again, and it was very lively.

Xiahou Jun, Tan Tai Bu Po, and Ji Ling Shan didn't want to pay attention to Ye Mo, but since this was the main city of Dao Yan, they couldn't not give face to Ye Mo, the host, and after a moment of hesitation, they also started drinking.

Among the many cultivators, some drank for the sake of drinking, to join in the fun, while others were reminded of some memories by the two songs, and were in a bad mood, so they drank cup after cup.

Xiahou Jun, Tan Tai Bu Po, Ji Ling Shan, Mo Ling and others just wanted to get themselves drunk. Ji Ling Shan's Taoist partner Xiao Tong saw his wife drinking so hard and wanted to persuade her, but was pushed away by Ji Ling Shan. She raised the jar and drank straight away with tears, which made Xiao Tong smile bitterly.

Ye Mo also smacked his lips and sighed in his heart when he saw this.

Turning his head, he saw Huangfu Yan was a little absent-minded. Ye Mo reached out his hand, gently covered her jade hand, and smiled at her. Huangfu Yan looked at Ye Mo for a long time, and then smiled.

At this moment, Ye Mo suddenly heard a voice saying, "Backyard."

Ye Mo pondered for a moment, quickly snatched the wine glass from Ye Xueyue's hand, and saw her blushing face, which was extremely cute. He could not help but gently tap her head, handed it to Huangfu Yan, and then left and walked to the back of the reception hall.

When he came to the backyard, he saw Xiahou Yin with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the strange flowers competing for beauty, without any strong breath and spiritual pressure. At this moment, he was not the powerful head of the Shiba Sect, nor was he the world-famous Xiahou Yin, nor was he the reincarnation of Eryu. He was just a father who lost his daughter, nothing more.

"Xiahou Senior."

Ye Mo stepped forward and saluted.

Xiahou Yin ignored him and was silent for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice: "When Siyu was little, she liked to stick to me. I like to stand like this and look out and think. She also thinks like a little adult. Over time, she has become more majestic. Jun'er has a deep understanding of this."

As if recalling the past, Xiahou Yin's eyes showed some memories and doting.

With a sigh, Xiahou Yin raised his hand and took out a jade slip. His finger gently touched it. The jade slip immediately cast a light and shadow. In the open space in front of the two, a little jade-like person smiled and laughed. The white colorful feather clothes set it off like a banished fairy.

"Daddy, does Yu'er look like a fairy?"

The little girl asked in a delicate voice.

"Siyu?"

Ye Mo was shocked, and then a deep sense of guilt surged in his eyes.

Swish!

The light and shadow changed again, and the cute little girl had changed her clothes. She was dressed in a bright purple dress, with demonic and corpse qi lingering around her. The two corpse teeth on her lips were about to show, adding a bit of evil.

Obviously, this was Siyu of Girls' Generation dressed as a witch.

Next, the light and shadow of Xiahou Siyu kept changing, but most of them were fairy costumes, and very few were witch costumes. Her last costume was exactly what Ji Shengxiang had just dressed up. She was covered with a demon dress, the gauze was like corpse qi, and her long sleeves danced in the air. Her temperament was ethereal and extraordinary. I don't know how many talented little demons in the South Demon were moved, including Tan Tai Bupo and Mu Qi.

"Siyu greets Daddy. May Daddy's path to the devil be smooth and ascend to the fairyland as soon as possible."

In the light and shadow, Siyu greeted Xiahou Yin in a proper manner. She looked majestic and holy, but the next moment, she stuck out her tongue and winked at Xiahou Yin playfully.

"Yu'er, don't worry. Dad doesn't know if becoming an immortal can bring you back to life, but Dad will definitely become an immortal. If becoming an immortal can't bring you back to life, Dad will become the Supreme Immortal. If the Supreme Immortal is not enough, Dad will break the limit of cultivation. No matter what, Dad will bring you back to life."

Xiahou Yin's voice was hoarse, with a hint of sobs. He sighed and left slowly, his back seemed to be much more hunched.

In the cold wind, Ye Mo was motionless, his eyes were a little absent-minded. After an unknown amount of time, he came back to his senses and turned around suddenly. He found that Huangfu Yan was looking straight at him with a complicated look.

"Are you attracted to her?"

Huangfu Yan looked straight into Ye Mo's eyes.

Ye Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly. He wanted to lie, but he didn't want to. He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Yes, but being moved doesn't mean I have any thoughts about her, let alone love her. It's just guilt and pity."

Just hearing this answer, Huangfu Yan knew that Ye Mo was still the same Ye Mo and didn't deceive her. If she were a man, she wouldn't be sure if she would be moved by such an infatuated woman.

Taking a deep breath, Huangfu Yan buried her head in Ye Mo's chest and said faintly, "Ye Mo, if one day I die, will you be like Siyu?"

"No."

The answer was so straightforward that Huangfu Yan's heart trembled fiercely, as if it was a needle.

However, the next moment, Ye Mo continued, "Si Yu couldn't get over her own hurdle, but I won't either, because in my heart, only eternal companionship is the most unforgettable love."

"If you die, I will continue to practice. The world that is about to be destroyed cannot stop me from ascending. One day, when I reach the end, I will search the heavens, overlooking billions of years, find you, and let you continue to accompany me."

"I have let you sneak away for two lifetimes. In this lifetime, I will never let you slip away for the third time. Our fates have long been connected and cannot be separated. You should accept your fate."

Huangfu Yan's extremely soft body trembled fiercely, becoming more and more powerless. Her beautiful eyes had already been blurred, and she leaned on Ye Mo's arms.

Suddenly, Huangfu Yan's strength surged from nowhere, and a pair of hands wrapped around Ye Mo's neck, and her two red lips pressed hard on him. The hot breath sprayed between Ye Mo's mouth and nose, causing Ye Mo's body to also be hot.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Mo felt that the time was almost right. He was about to pick up the beautiful woman by the waist, but at this moment, Huangfu Yan suddenly pushed him away. He looked at Huangfu Yan in confusion.

"Don't you have a micro world? If you want to save Xiahou Siyu, it should be easy. Why didn't you save her?"

Huangfu Yan's face was full of confusion.

"Even if there is a micro world, it has to be the right time."

Ye Mo smiled bitterly, rubbed his face and said, "In that case, if we use the micro world, our troubles will be too big, but it's worth it for Siyu. After all, I owe her."

"But at that time, I considered a lot and needed to make sure that everything was foolproof, so I needed a chance to let her leave first. Unfortunately, there was no tacit understanding between her and me like between you and me. She took my words as comfort and didn't believe me."

"At that time, I thought a lot and had a lot of concerns, so I didn't expect her to do that. When I wanted to stop her, it was too late."

Huangfu Yan nodded slightly. As smart as she was, she quickly understood Ye Mo's concerns.

Even if it is to be used, it must be ensured to be safe. The micro world can only be opened, and it cannot be like a pocket to take everyone away at once. They don't believe it and can't cooperate at all.

And if everyone is taken to the micro world, God knows whether those venerables will recover their cultivation. If they recover their cultivation, the micro world will definitely be turned upside down. Ye Mo is not so stupid as to pin his hopes on a slim probability. Therefore, Ye Mo's hesitation is inevitable.

The most important thing is Si Yu's distrust, otherwise Ye Mo will be much easier to deal with. This is also the gap between the two that cannot be replaced by acting.

"What if I fall into such a situation?"

Huangfu Yan couldn't help asking.

"It is because of you that I can't let go."

Ye Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing softly. This is his true words.

Which woman doesn't like to hear such words? Huangfu Yan smiled brightly.

...

After the Immortal Demon Festival, Ye Mo returned to the days of hard practice. In addition to dealing with the affairs of the Immortal City and accompanying Huangfu Yan and Ye Xueyue every day, he was buried in hard practice.

After the lesson of the unstable realm last time, Ye Mo did not rashly improve his realm, and continued to consolidate his foundation. He practiced the integrated skills every day, and at the same time worked hard to sacrifice the lotus seat to let the nine magic swords and the lotus seat run in.

On this day, Ye Mo took out the gains in the Blood God Palace. He gained a lot, but most of them were collections of various venerables, demon saints, and ghost saints. He didn't really get much in the Blood God Palace, only a twelfth-level blood shield and a "Daogongfa of Immortal Battle Body".

Ye Mo had already read the "Daogongfa of Immortal Battle Body", which made him sweat profusely. After a moment of shock, he temporarily put the "Daogongfa of Immortal Battle Body" aside and picked up the very ordinary-looking blood shield.

The characteristics of the blood shield are very simple. It is completely stimulated by the blood essence of the cultivator. The more blood essence, the more powerful the shield is! It can have a thirteenth-level defense, but after that, the blood shield will be scrapped.

Ye Mo, who had practiced the "Great Yuan Devouring Method" and now owned a huge fairy city, naturally found it easy to find some blood essence. He quickly "fed" the Blood Yuan Shield. Suddenly, the whole shield emitted a faint red light, and the blood and qi surged.

"Not bad, the twelfth-level magical weapon is indeed extraordinary, but I don't know how strong the defense is. With sufficient blood essence, it can temporarily have the thirteenth-level defense."

Ye Mo stroked the Blood Yuan Shield, feeling very satisfied.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly condensed, squinting at a corner of the Blood Yuan Shield. Through the faint red light of blood and qi, Ye Mo could vaguely see a few words - Blood Demon Art!

"Blood Demon Art! The inheritance of the Blood King?"

Ye Mo was shocked, staring at the unremarkable shield in his hand with unbelievable eyes. This shield... actually hides the inheritance of the Blood King!