The snow has stopped.

Yang Qingyin in the snow house had a long dream. In the dream, she returned to the Old Ancestor Peak. It had not been destroyed by the demon clan. As magnificent and mysterious as ever, there might be secrets everywhere. She met her father, mother, countless relatives and every Taoist priest Pang Shan he had seen. They came and went in front of her, either kind, indifferent, in reproaching, or persuading, but she didn't care.

The feeling of emptiness in my heart became more obvious. People came and went, but there was always a lack of a face. She walked in her dreams, wandering around the Ten Clans of Pangshan, large and small courtyards and tall towers, smelled the faint fragrance of towering trees when they bloomed every ten years, and saw the proud tail screen of Liucai King Bi... none of these could satisfy her.

She continued walking, of course, this was a dream, and she could reach anywhere with just one thought. She just felt that she was walking, with heavy body and tired legs, as if she was powerless.

She came to the Zhiyong Institute and saw many familiar faces. A smiling face came over and said, "Let's make a relationship."

She pushed the face away in disgust. After a while, she remembered that it was the dead Guan Shenyue. She turned around and wanted to find him, but she saw the disciples of Zhiyong running around in the village, and everyone smiled flatteringly at her, but there was no Guan Shenyue.

She suddenly remembered that Guan Shenyue was not using what she said to her, but another place, a place she was very familiar with...Literature may be the goal she has been looking for, which can fill the empty place in her heart.

This time, the thoughts were very difficult to turn, as if something was blocking the way. She could freely communicate between Laozu Peak and Zhiyong, but she couldn't go to that place.

She felt even more tired, but she was a stubborn and unyielding female Taoist priest. The more she was forbidden, the more she had to do it. So she kept turning her thoughts and walking in her dreams. Sometimes it was ice and snow, and her legs were numb. Sometimes it was hot summer, and the steaming heat made people dizzy.

But she still didn't give up.

This was a long walk in a long dream. She held her energy and had to walk to that place. She had forgotten Guan Shenyue, but she felt like she was bound by something. Only in that place can she regain freedom.

That place.

It became a target, more than hunger, cold, hot, pain and all the feelings are urgent, she must find it!

She didn't know how long she had been walking, but the scene suddenly changed, and she finally walked to a pond in that place.

The pond is not big, and it is an irregular oval. The shore is covered with grass, not too deep and clear. A few small fish swam around.

It was such an ordinary place. She was a little disappointed. She slowly remembered that this was indeed the place where Guan Shen said strange words to her, but she did not come for it. Because the void in her heart was still not filled.

She looked at the water and wondered why the pond attracted her.

After a long time, she saw her reflection on the water, which was a very normal thing. But she felt a little strange because she remembered that there was no reflection in the pond at first.

That is her, she is not tall. She has the heroic big eyes unique to the Yang family. She usually looks very arrogant and looks very strict when she glares. With this look alone, she has scared away many Taoist disciples.

Thinking of all the ridiculous things she had done before, she couldn't help laughing, but the reflection in the pond did not laugh, but instead shed tears.

The reflection was actually crying!

She was extremely angry and shouted at the pond: "I have never cried before! You..."

She felt dizzy and remembered that she seemed to have cried once, not infancy, but after growing up, she not only cried, but also... it seemed like she was still crying in front of someone.

The idea of ​​"someone" was like a flash of lightning that slashed from head to feet, making her feel a splitting headache, and everything in front of her began to shake, especially the pond, which was like the wind and clouds, changing shapes constantly, and the reflection also twisted and swayed.

"Stop!" she shouted, the ground was gone, and she flew into the sky at an extremely fast speed.

With a bang, the dream ended. Yang Qingyin suddenly sat up, opened her eyes, her heartbeat like a drum. In a trance, she forgot where she was, and a figure appeared in front of her. It was not her reflection, nor anyone she had seen in her dream, but more like

The human form of King Jin.

Yang Qingyin jumped to the ground and finally returned to the real world. This was not the Old Ancestor Peak, but the place of demons. She stayed with a group of spiritual demons and was digging out the relics of the demons.

Where is the Dragon Demon? Yang Qingyin remembers that she was the one who coaxed herself to sleep, but now she is gone.

Another bang, it turned out that this was not an illusion in a dream, but a real noise outside. Yang Qingyin hurriedly ran out.

The spirit demon and the ordinary demon clan stood together without distinction, all looked up at a huge armor without saying a word.

Yang Qingyin slowed down. She had just returned from the "Old Ancestor Peak". The Taoist priest had a stronger belief and was surprised that she was mixed with a group of demons. Soon, this idea disappeared and her eyes were attracted by the armor.

The armor is more than three meters tall, black all over, and can cover the whole body. It does not even reveal its fingers, but only changes at joints. In addition, it is all made of one. The breastplate and helmet are carved with simple patterns, and there is no unnecessary decoration on the whole body.

Yang Qingyin gradually approached, and as the angle of the sunlight changed, she roughly saw that the pattern on the armor was a pile of curly branches.

A majestic and yin-like armor, without a powerful pattern like animal head and animal claws, is engraved with the shape of a tree, which really reveals a bit strange.

"Is this the armor left by the demon clan?" Yang Qingyin asked.

The beast demon nodded at her, but the face, which was usually fierce, was as happy as a child, and even his voice was lowered. "A whole set, nothing was missing. It took a whole day to dig it out."

Yang Qingyin was surprised, which meant that the sleep she had just had lasted for at least one day, which was something she had never seen before.

"Can it be used to make demon pills?" Yang Qingyin has been among the demon clan for a long time and has become a little used to their thoughts. She thinks that the relics of the demon clan are used to make demon pills with the demon pills.

"Shh." Lao Chi didn't answer this question and pointed at the armor.

Bang, another sound.

The sound comes from inside the armor, to be precise, where the heart is.

King Jin jumped into the air, as high as his armor, and looked at the hundreds of demons on the snow, and showed some excitement in his voice, "Did you hear it? This demon is not dead yet! His heart is still beating, and he can see his face from here, and it is still intact."

The armor style is simple, but the shape of the helmet is a bit strange, like a piece of wood that has been cut off randomly, with many uneven wooden thorns on it. The mask is a piece of black iron, which does not leave any gaps for the eyes and nostrils, and the edges are not completely tightened. The King of Jin saw the situation inside from here and found that the demons were not rotten yet.

"What should I do? Do I use it to create a demon pill?" asked a spirit demon.

King Jin was thinking that the beast demon Lao Chong spoke first. He needed the relics of the demon clan and the demon pills of the ordinary demon clan. He didn't want to offer them, "Idiot. What kind of demon clan is created? The demon clan has boundless magic power and is even more powerful than the Taoist priest. If you save him, he will definitely save your lives."

Lao Chuan's tone was rude. But the spirit demons didn't care. Looking at the towering demons, they felt that the hope in front of them became clearer and clearer.

"No, the demons cannot be saved." Yang Qingyin voiced objection. After being removed from a memory, she could not recall the past in detail, and the Taoist priest's self-feeling became increasingly weak. But after all, she was a Taoist priest, and her disgust and vigilance towards the demons were deeply rooted in the bones.

Yang Qingyin flew into the air and glanced at the horse-shaped King Jin. This was not the appearance she saw when she woke up from her dream. She shook her head and said to all the demon clans: "The demons are not good people. They once slaughtered the clans and slaughtered humans. Once he woke up, he would definitely kill us all."

"How do you know?" The long beard on the ground with an old sheep shaking his chin showed some distrust. "You are a Taoist priest, of course you don't like the demons. Even if the demons were cruel in the past, they have lost power and need help. Why do you have to kill the demons? We are willing to be his helpers."

"What the demon clan wants is not a helper, but a slave." Yang Qingyin hopes to remember some records in the book, but memories give her a headache. The words she picked out casually in the past now look like a disobedient fog, but she still firmly believes that the demon clan cannot be saved. "Where is the dragon demon? She should know what the demon clan is doing."

"She left and disappeared." King Jin said coldly, a little dissatisfied with the Dragon Demon's farewell without saying goodbye. "She left yesterday and left no information. She seemed to know that we were about to find this demon clan, and the excavation location was designated by her."

"So the dragon demon also supports us to save the demon clan." Old Tanyang felt that this was a hint, "Otherwise, she would definitely tell us."

"You can't save the demon clan!" Yang Qingyin felt a panic, but could not say more reasons to object. "The demon clan is very dangerous, you can't... you must not..."

The headache became stronger and stronger. Yang Qingyin seemed to have returned to the early stage of transforming demons, but she felt a little different. She was no longer like a knife scraping, as if something was exploding, and countless thin steel needles were piercing into her head.

She saw the pond again. The reflection on the water was not her, but a handsome and stubborn man's face, looking at her vigilantly.

Yang Qingyin's inner alchemy suddenly stopped rotating. She lost her magic power and stood steadily in the air and fell head-on.

King Jin rushed over and carried her to the ground.

The demons looked at this scene in surprise, and the proud King Jin actually let a human ride on his back!

Yang Qingyin didn't notice the strange gazes around her, jumped to the ground, and there were too many past events that poured into her mind. She couldn't accept them all for a while, and was still thinking about something, "You must never save the demons..."

A slight tremor suddenly came from the ground, and there seemed to be a sound. Before the demons could understand what was going on, the demon armor standing among them moved.

Bang bang bang bang… The things in the chest of armor were jumping faster and faster.

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