"Uh...... Dark...... Jun Mo ......" Zi Li looked at the familiar face, and the pain in her mind seemed to have been reduced a lot, but her body still couldn't stop trembling, and she spit out a few words with difficulty, and her eyes turned black, and she couldn't stand it anymore and fainted.

"Li'er!" Stygian Mo looked at Zi Li who had fainted, stretched out his hand on Zi Li's chest, and a powerful black spiritual power was released, and Stygian Mo carefully checked the situation in Zi Li's body, but found that the root was concentrated in a milky white bead in Zi Li's mind.

When the Immortal Monarch Mo saw the bead, he immediately wanted to throw it out of Zi Li's body, but he didn't want to, and before he could make a move, the milky white bead seemed to feel the thoughts of the Immortal Monarch, and directly burst out of a force, expelling the spiritual power of the Immortal Monarch Ink from Zi Li's body.

Immortal Jun Mo withdrew his spiritual power and looked at Zi Li in surprise, if he was not mistaken, that thing just now turned out to be a soul bead? Although I don't know how this thing got into Zi Li's body, this is definitely an opportunity, but it just hurts Li'er.

Shen Jun Mo looked at Zi Li distressedly, stretched out his hand to gently wipe the sweat beads from Zi Li's forehead, and looked at Zi Li who was embarrassed, Shen Jun Mo picked it up directly and walked to another bamboo house, a simple bed and a bamboo bath bucket in the house.

Immortal Jun Mo carefully took off Zi Li's clothes...... As the clothes peeled off one by one, the forehead of the Immortal Monarch was also covered with fine sweat, and when his fingertips accidentally touched the slippery skin, he couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes were dark.

When Zi Li was stripped of only a pair of pants and a belly pocket, Ming Jun Mo swallowed his saliva fiercely, settled down, and directly hugged Zi Li into his arms.

"What a goblin!" The hoarse voice of the Immortal Monarch scolded secretly, if it weren't for the wrong time now, he would definitely correct the person in his arms on the spot!

With a long breath, he ran the spiritual power in his body, swam around his body, suppressed the evil fire in his body, carefully put Zi Li into the bath bucket, reached out and picked up the white handkerchief on the side, and gently but clumsily wiped Zi Li's smooth body.

Every step that followed, made Immortal Ink painful and happy, and finally cleaned Zi Li and put on a clean dress, the moment Immortal Monarch Mo put Zi Li on the bed again, and left the bamboo house in the next second, and did not forget to throw an enchantment in Zi Li's room before leaving.

In less than a time to inject incense, Immortal Jun Mo appeared in front of Zi Li again, this time there was obviously a trace of water vapor on his body, obviously soaked in cold water, Immortal Monarch Mo looked at the person lying quietly on the bed with a wry smile, when did he ever be so embarrassed, he wanted to move in the face of his beloved woman but did not dare to move.

Thinking about his generation of Demon Venerable, he didn't want anything, but he was so helpless about this girl, in front of her, he seemed to have become an ordinary person, not a high-ranking Demon Venerable, but an ordinary man who constantly pursued his beloved woman. He gave up the arrogance and dignity of the Demon Venerable, just to get the approval of the woman in front of him.

Li'er, if you regain your memory, will you really accept me? He began to be unsure, the hurdle in Li'er's heart was so deep that it seemed that he couldn't cross it, but, with more than two years of getting along, he seemed to be more and more inseparable from such Li'er, and it felt as if he loved not the woman who had memories but was as cold as a lotus, but the fickle but stubborn person in front of him.

"What the hell am I supposed to do with you?" Immortal Monarch Mo sighed lightly, he began to be afraid, afraid that Li'er did not belong to him.

Shen Junmo stretched out his hand, his eyes gently stroked Zi Li's sleeping face over and over again, just like the portrait of Zi Li before, but this time his fingertips were no longer cold, and the temperature told him that everything in front of him was so real, and after a thousand years, he finally found him again!

......At this time, Zi Li suddenly snorted, and her lips moved slightly, but it made Immortal Mo ecstatic.

Li'er called him just now, and she called his name! Immortal Jun Mo couldn't help but crack the corners of his mouth, and smirked, Li'er has him in his heart, at least he has occupied a place in Li'er's heart!

"Hmm......" I don't know how long I fell asleep, Zi Li woke up from the chaos, raised her hand and rubbed her somewhat heavy head, and slowly opened her eyes......

This is? Zi Li looked at the room full of green bamboos around her suspiciously, oh, she remembered that she just burned a scroll, and then died in pain, and finally seemed to see the Immortal Monarch?

Thinking of this, Zi Li looked around, but she didn't find any figure of Immortal Junmo, and she didn't care, she sat cross-legged and carefully checked the situation in her body.

Fortunately, there is nothing abnormal in his body, but there is an extra milky white bead in his mind, which is quiet in his sea of consciousness, exuding a faint light, as if there is no danger.

"Huh?" Zi Li sighed in surprise, through the power of the soul, Zi Li actually found the location of the Immortal Monarch, but found that this space seemed to have never been to herself, it was still a row of bamboo houses, and the Immortal Monarch Mo was bending over to tinker with something.

Looking at the smashed pots and pans around him, the corners of Zi Li's mouth twitched slightly, this guy can't be making something to eat, right? Is this going to turn the kitchen upside down?

I really couldn't stand the embarrassed appearance of the Immortal Monarch, Zi Li withdrew from the bamboo house, and directly shifted her gaze to the next room curiously, simple tables and chairs, some pen and ink inkstones were placed on the table, and behind the white curtain was a simple bed, surrounded by portraits.

Zi Li was a little apprehensive, this felt like a voyeur, her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, at this time Zi Li noticed that the portraits hanging around her were all the same woman, the woman's appearance can be described as stunning, sitting in a white dress in an empty but gorgeous huge palace, looking out of the window with lonely eyes.

The other is the same woman, but she is dressed in red, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens, standing above the clouds, looking at all beings with a blank expression.

Each one is the same face, and the woman's expression seems to be very rare, most of the time it is cold, as if she doesn't care about everything in the world, and it is plain like a stagnant water, but it gives people a sense of sacrosanctity.

Looking at the woman in the painting, Zi Li suddenly felt a touch of familiarity, frowned and stared at one of the flute expressions, and after a long time, she was stunned to come back to her senses, the woman in the portrait actually had the same face as herself.

It's just that she can be sure that the portrait is definitely not her, and she can't have such a clean and sacred temperament.