After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

Ever since Sang Mo became the head of Changli Mountain and dealt with the Chishui clan, all the immortal sects have surrendered.

The Chishui clan even went to Changli Mountain to pay tribute every year, hoping that Sang Mo would not care about the previous offense.

For a time, the world was completely peaceful and peaceful.

After Sang Mo handed over all matters and rights to He Wenjie, he went into seclusion at Qingya Peak, studying how to reunite Shen Yanqing's soul every day.

After Chi San tried to gather his soul, he told Sang Mo that Shen Yanqing's soul had not dispersed at all and had been reincarnated into reincarnation.

Sang Mo couldn't believe it, so he took the red umbrella to Mengpo Village in Huangquan to look for the woman in black.

She had promised Sang Mo to help her with something, but Sang Mo asked her to help her go to the Palace of Yama. She wanted to find out where Shen Yanqing was reincarnated.

When the woman in black heard this, she spread her hands and said, "My little aunt, why don't you pick off the head of this old snake like me?"

"Yam Luo Palace? I can't even get out of this underworld."

Sang Mo smiled and said, "Sister is so powerful, can you ask your village owner to help me?"

The woman in black sighed, "To put it bluntly, I am a waiter under the owner of the shop. You think highly of me."

"If I can control the owner of the village, there is no need to ask you to keep it a secret for me."

Sang Mo was a little disappointed, but he didn't force it.

The woman in black was a little curious, "You said that your master has entered reincarnation, but I have never seen him go to hell. Where did he enter reincarnation?"

Sang Mo couldn't tell. I had to get up and say goodbye.

As soon as she stood up, a cup suddenly flew behind her. Sang Mo dodged it sideways. When she turned around, she saw Gu Chao rushing towards her in anger.

Just as Sang Mo was about to take the attack, someone grabbed Gu Chao's ankle and dragged him back.

Behind him was Gu Er's smiling face.

"Brother, what's wrong? Don't you like being with me?" he asked knowingly.

Gu Da blushed and turned away angrily.

Gu Er hooked his brother's shoulder and apologized to Sang Mo with a smile, "The leader atones for his sins. My brother is just a little emotionally unstable. He will be fine in a few days."

Sang Mo watched the two people's intimate actions, secretly stuck out his tongue, and hurried away.

After returning to the mortal world, Sang Mo had nothing to do every day.

One day I met Bai Mucheng by chance, and she told Sang Mo that Chishui Hefeng was ill.

"I heard that after the failure of the attack on the mountain that day, Chishui and Feng lost all their cultivation inexplicably."

Bai Mucheng had a mysterious look on her face, "Do you think it's strange? I suddenly woke up and my cultivation level increased inexplicably, and now it's gone again."

"Could it be that you have practiced some secret technique?"

The more she talked, the more excited she became, but Sang Mo was uninterested and did not speak.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Mucheng looked at her, "Since Elder Jiangxiao died, I feel like you have changed a lot."

Sang Mo raised his eyes to look at her, "Aren't you the same?"

Bai Mucheng turned her head away angrily, "I was just pretending."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to think of something again, her body straightened unnaturally, and she asked unintentionally: "By the way, now that Elder Jiangxiao is gone, how is Huang Xian'er doing?"

Sang Mo was absent-minded and replied casually: "It's pretty good. I guess there's nothing to worry about."

Bai Mucheng was a little dissatisfied with Sang Mo's answer, so she came over and asked, "Why don't you worry about it?"

The two of them walked to a pavilion. Sang Mo walked over and sat down. "You seem to really want her to have trouble."

Bai Mucheng suddenly felt guilty after hearing this, "How could you miss me so much?"

Sang Mo looked at her and said, "You'd better not try anything else. She is focused on practicing now and has no worries about men and women."

Bai Mucheng blushed, "What does this have to do with me? You are a person who doesn't answer my questions and just keeps talking nonsense!"

"It's okay." Sang Mo interrupted impatiently, "Anyway, if you two fight, I will definitely stand on her side."

"Is she that good? She makes all of you so angry that you defend her like crazy." Bai Mucheng said angrily.

Sang Mo was not interested in who the "you" Bai Mucheng was talking about, so he stood up silently and walked out of the pavilion. "Where are you going?" Bai Mucheng said and stood up.

Sang Mo turned around, "Is there anything else?"

Bai Mucheng pursed her lips, "Um..., the Qiao Qiao Festival is coming soon, and Chi Shuihuang said he wants to invite you to his house for a banquet."

"Chishuihuang? What kind of begging festival does he celebrate?" Sang Mo replied angrily.

Bai Mucheng came over and grabbed Sang Mo's hand, "Isn't he just looking for a chance to see you? He was very sincere when he asked me to give him a message. Do you want to go and see him?"

Sang Mo took his hand out of her arms, but suddenly thought that autumn was here, and Chishui and Feng's lifespan had come to an end.

Should she go take a look?

Thinking of this, Sang Mo put his free hand on Bai Mucheng's hand again, "You're right, it's time to go see him, why don't we go now."

After saying that, regardless of whether Bai Mucheng agreed or not, he pulled her and walked down the mountain.

The two rode Pegasus and soon arrived at Chishui Mansion in Jingyang City.

The two of them did not alert anyone else and only entered through the side door.

When he saw Chishuihuang again, he felt much calmer.

After seeing Sang Mo, he did not rush over like before, but solemnly saluted Sang Mo, "I have met the leader."

Sang Mo smiled and said, "Master, please get up."

Chishuihuang's expression suddenly dimmed when he heard this.

When he said, "I've met the master.", he actually wanted Shi Sangmo to say, "Junior brother doesn't need to see anyone outside."

Or you can see her rolling her eyes at him like she did before, and then warning him, "Stop pretending! If you do this again, I'll beat you up."

But Sang Mo said, "Master, please get up."

This means that there is no possibility between them.

Invisibly, Chi Shuihuang knew the answer through the scriptures. He was disheartened and ordered his servants to prepare a banquet.

But Sang Mo waved his hand and told him, "Let me take a look at Chishui Hefeng."

As he spoke, he took out the supplement gift he had prepared and handed it over.

Chishuihuang was silent, "It just so happens that my mother is not here today, and the master wants to see him, so just come with me."

As he said that, he led the way.

The Qiao Qiao Festival is approaching, and the leaves on the trees are not yet dyed yellow, but after all they are not as green as in summer.

Sang Mo walked into the yard and saw heating instruments hung on the walls of the yard.

A thin figure stood in the center of the garden.

He turned his back to several people, holding a cicada in his hand that was still breathing and had no sound.

Sang Mo walked over and saw Chishui Hefeng looking at the courtyard wall with a dull look on his face.

After noticing the movement of several people, he silently looked back, then turned to look at Sang Mo, "Are you here?"

"As you wish, I'm going to die."

Sang Mo looked at him indifferently, "That's good, but my wish is not so merciful. I have thought about peeling off your skin and cramping your muscles, and trying all the punishments in the world on you."

Chishui Hefeng smiled when he heard this, "I want to try everything you said."

He said, looking down at the cicada in his hand.

The cicada seemed to be responding to the red water and wind, and its tentacles trembled slightly.

Seeing that it was not dead, Chishui and Feng raised their heads again, "I really want to try it."

Sang Mo snorted coldly, "You're going to die, so stop making noise."

"I'm not clamoring. I really want to try it." Chishui Hefeng said as he suddenly reached out and pulled off one of his fingers, showing the bloody wound to Sang Mo. "Look, I don't feel any pain."

(End of this chapter)