Chu Zhiyin's eyes were empty, and her eyes were unknown where they were. "Chi Sheng, how did the five hundred years of separation have been together?"

He Yao's pupils shrank, and an unseen strange color flashed, "Did you remember?"

Chu Zhiyin did not answer positively, but just asked: "Did the injury caused by lightning strike hurt? Have you ever complained about me?"

Chi Sheng in memory lowered his head and lowered his eyes, covering up most of his feelings, but his whole body was low, depressed, and unwilling emotions permeated the air.

He Yao looked slightly sideways, buried his outline in the shadow of the candlelight, and his lips twitched, "I won't blame Master."

Chu Zhiyin wanted to capture his expression, but she still couldn't see it in detail under the faint candlelight.

He said no, but it doesn't mean he doesn't want to.

"Chicheng, what happened after the failure to overcome the tribulation? Why did you enter my nightmare? Where is Mu Ye?"

She recalled the scattered memories before, and most of them were when she was over the tribulation. When Mu Ye helped her block the last lightning strike, the scene came to an abrupt end.

As a result, she didn't know that she was seriously injured and fell into a nightmare. What about Mu Ye?

He Yao seemed to have known that she would ask, and he answered quickly, "It was Master Yun who rescued you back. Mu Ye blocked the last blow for you and was seriously injured. He did not wake up when I came to you, and you were already in a nightmare."

Chu Zhiyin asked, "So you don't know if Mu Ye is alive?"

He Yao's expression was faint, "Mu Ye is the most beloved disciple of Venerable Yun. He will save his life no matter what. Doesn't the master know?"

The tentative tone was very obvious. Is it that he had asked before, had she recovered her memory?

Chu Zhiyin didn't look at him, "So what if he loves him, he hurts his soul and the golden elixir is broken, and even the god Daluo cannot save him."

Her eyes were as clear as a pool of autumn water, without any waves and emotion. Her pretty face was very different from her real body, and she could still remind people of the first ruthless female venerable in Tianze.

He Yao looked at it for a while, "As far as I know, there is no worry about life. Master should think about himself first. Master Yun did not spend too much effort on you."

Chu Zhiyin's eyes relaxed, "Thank you for coming here."

If someone hadn't told her that she was in a nightmare, she would have probably not realized that this was not the real world by her thoughts that she only wanted to practice.

He Yao's eyes were deep and mysterious, making people unable to reach the end, with a slight smile, "Without master, there is no me, even if I die with my master in a nightmare, I am willing."

Chu Zhiyin's pupils flashed, her eyes closed, "Don't worry, no, it's late at night, I'll take a break today, and then discuss the matter of breaking my obsessions after An Yunqi and the princess get married."

"Did An Yunqi marry the princess to kill the emperor?" He Yao said bluntly.

He knew An Yunqi's life experience and hatred, and with a little thought, he could guess what An Yunqi would have to work hard to marry the princess.

Chu Zhiyin nodded.

He Yao let out a sound, and the light in his eyes turned strangely, "If An Yunqi wants to kill me, will your master agree?"

According to the arrangement in the Nightmare, An Yunqi's enemies were He Yao and the Emperor. If it weren't for his hatred for He Yao in order to save Chu Zhiyin, his current target would be more than the Emperor.

Chu Zhiyin doesn't like this question, "An Yunqi will not kill you."

He Yao did not intend to retreat and asked, "If he had to kill me to make up for the hatred, what would the master choose?"

He knew that Chu Zhiyin could not make a decision. In addition to letting him complete his life experience, An Yunqi took revenge and delayed time and thought about whether there was any other way to break the nightmare.

How could the female venerable, who was the most ruthless and strongest, who did not stop practicing immortality and becoming a god for anyone, be so hesitant? He already knew that An Yunqi was obsessed with it, so why didn’t he kill it?

He Yao didn't understand, he couldn't figure it out, and he felt like a ball of fire burning his internal organs. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to capture An Yunqi in front of him and torture him in every possible way.

What qualifications does he have to let his master stay here? He is not qualified.

A breeze blew in, lifting up the two of them's hanging hair and inciting the candlelight. He Yao's face looked a little hideous, but in just a moment, it disappeared.

He Yao calmed down his expression, "If you can't choose Master, you need not say anything, I already have the answer in my heart."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but Chu Zhiyin grabbed his cuffs.

"I won't let him kill you, nor can he kill you. Don't make such assumptions again in the future, it's meaningless." Chu Zhiyin's voice was indifferent and ethereal.

He Yao glanced at the slant and smiled silently. The cold and ruthless master was his master, and the tenderness in it really did not belong to him at all.

He didn't look back, opened the door and lifted the night from the ground, stepped out quickly, and hurriedly until his black robe and raised black hair merged into the boundless darkness.

Chu Zhiyin withdrew his fingers and moved them to his temple and pressed them. No one was a fuel-efficient lamp.

She intended to test He Yao, pretending to have completely recovered her memory, and asked about the incident after passing the tribulation. She did not mention Mu Ye's case to block the heavenly tribulation for him. He blurted out without thinking, unlike anything he had concealed.

She could remember too few things, and even less could argue. In order not to let He Yao see the flaws, she needed to pretend that she had recovered her memory.

There is no reason to feel alienated from He Yao. Chu Zhiyin has always believed in his intuition and it is better to be cautious.

Another night later, the sky was filled with white fish belly, and slowly soaked the surrounding darkness like dye.

The morning mist has not dissipated, and the inhaled air has a dampness and a faint tranquility, which is the smell of late autumn.

Chu Zhiyin quietly walked towards the majestic and cold observatory platform. There were not many palace maids and eunuchs on the road, and when she saw her, she bowed her head and bowed.

When entering the observatory area, there was even more vain, and the pace was faster and more natural.

The sun just rose, and the dazzling sunlight poured down. The observatory was facing east. It happened that the sun was sitting on the roof at this angle, making it the most eye-catching ornament.

When I opened the door, there was a trace of air conditioning in the room, and only a few beams of sunlight squeezed in from the circular zenith, becoming shaped light.

At noon, the sun will walk to the middle of the circular zenith, and in the middle of the night, the moon will also hang high in the middle.

Chu Zhiyin walked towards the steps, squatted down and knocked with his hand. The sound was untrue, and the bottom was indeed empty.

He Yao only said half of the words that day. The case of soul-catching is related to the emperor, which is different from what he said before and that is related to Zhang Zhenren.

This time, Chu Zhiyin didn't want to listen to what He Yao said again, but wanted to see what he wanted to see.

Bite through the fingertips, blood beads pour out, and symbols were drawn quickly on the ground.

This is a concealment talisman. It can hide the spiritual energy you use and will not touch the restrictions in the barrier, but it cannot withstand too much spiritual energy.

A light golden aura suddenly appeared in his hand, and his palm fell down. The aura penetrated into the gap on the floor like water. Chu Zhiyin closed his eyes and felt it. In less than a moment, he touched a long wooden box.
Chapter completed!