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Back to Lingshan, under the osmanthus tree.

Yue'er couldn't wait to ask, "What is the godhead you are talking about? Is there a way to make Chu Yi's father completely better?"

Si Chen didn't answer Yue'er's words and asked, "You don't want to know what happened to Han Mofei?"

Yue'er didn't want to know, whether Han Mofei was alive or dead, she didn't want to know at all: "I didn't ask Han Mofei, I asked about Godhead."

Regardless of whether Yue'er wanted to listen, Si Chen said to himself: "I went to Han Mofei's palace, and the palace was filled with resentment and devilish energy. The place where I found the most devilish energy was the Taihe Palace where Han Mofei lived. Han Mofei saw my appearance, and did not resist, and knelt down and begged me to save him. He also didn't want to become a demon, he wanted to become an immortal, but the killings he caused over the years were so heavy that he couldn't look back long ago. Unless he has a godhead, To wash away the devilish energy in his body."

"The Godhead, it's the Godhead again! I ask you what the Godhead is!" Yue'er was angry, wondering what Si Chen wanted to express after saying so much and making so many preparations.

Si Chen said calmly and continued without waves: "The Godhead is the soul of the God, it is the purest and most mysterious existence in the world. It can purify people's filthy souls and nourish people's flesh and blood meridians, and has infinite power. Fight against evil. According to biographical records, there were many gods in ancient times, but all died in the battle between gods and demons thousands of years ago. The gods fell, and the world was colorless. But in fact, one **** survived. She fell into Linglu after being seriously injured. She was shattered to pieces, but fortunately, her godhead was not extinguished in ashes, and there is a trace of it. After a long time of condensation in Linglu, that trace of godhead finally gathered souls and found a chance to be reborn."

Yue'er's eyes narrowed slightly: "The **** after rebirth is Lingyin, right?"

"Yes, Lingyin is the existence after God's reincarnation." Si Chen admitted.

"So, you took Lingyin away from the forest for a despicable purpose. You killed all the spirit beasts in the mountain forest, and killed all of Lingyin's relatives, but Lingyin was still indifferent to you. Go and lose your life for your ascent. She is really stupid and incorrigible. She deserves to be stupid and no one feels distressed!"

Yue'er gritted his teeth with hatred, how could he have such a stupid past life.

Si Chen shook his head: "I didn't know it earlier. It was also after seeing Lingyin's cultivation that there would be a halo of white lotus around her body. Only then did she know in the book that Lingyin was a flower **** in her previous life. As for her later She was willing to help me overcome the catastrophe. I have never been persecuted at all."

Yue'er laughed, laughing silently and mockingly. How could there be such a shameless person in this world!

"Because Lingyin has a godhead hidden in her body, even if she is dead after being reincarnated as a human, her soul will be reincarnated as soon as possible. If by chance, the godhead in her body will be unlocked, and she may return to God. , Become the true supreme god."

Si Chen spoke, and stretched out his hand to stroke this Yue'er's hair: "So you are a god, I am an immortal, we are a natural pair."

Yue'er avoided the touch of Si Chen's hands and took a step back: "You are already an immortal immortal, but you are still thinking of trying to calculate me. Before, I was able to help you turn into an immortal. Now what? Didn’t you take a fancy to my godhead? Otherwise, you wouldn't have done so much foreshadowing and mentioned the godhead over and over again."

Si Chen sighed: "As you said, I am already an immortal immortal, what else can I ask for? Lingyin, you believe me, I will keep you by my side, purely trying to compensate you for me. Everything you do. If you are unhappy and always feel that I am going to harm you, then you can go. I will never stop you."

Yue'er didn't believe every word Si Chen said. If he would let himself go so easily, then why did he bother to keep himself by his side in the first place.

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She turned tentatively and took one step, two steps.

Huan'er stepped forward: "Miss"

"When Huan'er comes back, those who want to leave can't keep it. Even if you use means to stay, what is left is just a soulless body." Si Chen looked at Yue'er's back and said confidently: "Wait until she wants to understand. She will come back by herself. At that time, she was willing to stay."

Yue'er wondered that Si Chen didn't catch up, and really let him go. Did you really misunderstand him? Could it be that he did everything possible to keep himself in Lingshan really without any purpose?

Yue'er sat on the hillside opposite Chu Yi's house for half the night. She saw Chu Yi come out of the bamboo house and sat in a daze in the courtyard. He heard the painful wailing of Chu Yi's father in the bamboo house, and thought of it secretly wiped off in the kitchen of Chu Yi's mother. She suddenly understood all of her tears.

It turned out that Si Chen told himself over and over again about the Godhead, but it turned out that he was so confident that he would go back because of Chu Yi and the happiness of Chu Yi's family.

Only by possessing the power of the godhead can he help Chu Yi recover his cultivation body and help Chu Yi's father alleviate his pain and restore his health. Only then can Chu Yi's mother no longer have tears on her face. And he didn't know how to find the Godhead, maybe only Si Chen knew, so he was sure that he would go back.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous. After seeing Si Chen's most insidious face, how could it be possible to make it all simple.

Before the dawn broke, Yue'er walked back to Lingshan and back under the osmanthus tree.

Si Chen was sitting under the tree and playing the piano, raising his head in the direction of Yue'er's return while plucking his fingers, as if he was waiting patiently for his wife to return after losing his temper.

"I'm back, sit down and have a cup of tea. The sweet-scented osmanthus tea made by Chen Lu is scented and warms my heart and stomach."

Yue'er sat down and swallowed the tea unceremoniously, and then spit out the sweet-scented osmanthus that he had drunk in his mouth with a "poof": "I asked you to go, as Chu Yi and his father said, I will stay voluntarily. In Lingshan. Although I am only a female stream, I still speak my words and never break my promise.

Si Chen curled up his lips and smiled: "Because of your temperament, I am willing to close myself and wait for you for thousands of years. So no matter what method I use, as long as you can stay by my side, it is worth it."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm tired, and I need a room to sleep well." Yue'er turned impatiently and walked into the hall.

Huan'er trot out from the hall to greet her: "Miss has really come back, and what the Shangxian said is really true. After she wants to understand, she will definitely come back by herself."

Yue'er frowned: "Why did you come out, didn't you sleep?"

Huan'er smiled embarrassedly: "Shangxian hasn't slept yet, so how can I be. Miss, the Shangxian has been waiting for you all night under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Please also beg the lady to stop getting angry with Shangxian."

Yue'er's footsteps paused, and then swallowed back when she reached her mouth, and continued to walk forward. Huan'er has been poisoned by Han Mofei, so no matter what she says, I won't believe her.