It is said that there is no time in practice. For ordinary monks, time is only a number. They are so immersed in practice that they have forgotten time.

So, what about the monks of other races?

What is time?

Compared with humans, Yaozu has a longer life span and talent.

Especially the demon fox clan possesses ancient heritage and has its own unique technique.

Yuye opened his eyes on the comfortable bed as usual.

She quietly looked at the chandelier on the roof of the shed, stayed there for a while, then slowly got up, washed briefly, and then went to the hall.

The living room is also empty.

This is how a person feels, very lonely. In fact, hasn't she been used to it all these years?

The people around left one by one.

Yuye sighed, put on his apron and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. But when he opened the refrigerator, he found that the refrigerator was empty.

This kind of situation is absolutely impossible to happen when the fog is still there, because he is hungry all the time, so their refrigerator is always full.

At the thought of the always greedy figure, Yu Ye couldn't help but curl his lips.

Although he almost ate himself poorly, in the past few days, the mist has been with Yuye, making her feel that she is no longer alone. Now that he is gone suddenly, Yuye is really not used to it.

Everything has to be said a few months ago-

That day, Yuye and Wu bought a large car full of delicious food in the supermarket as usual, and they saw a person as soon as they opened the door.

Jian Yunyi.

Yu Ye had seen him at Ning Huanxin's engagement banquet. This man had a breath of awe and fear on her body. Therefore, Yu Ye had always been impressed by him.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Jian Yunyi appeared, the fog subconsciously blocked Yu Ye behind him. He still remembered that Jiang Lixing told him that Jian Yunyi was not a good person!

Jian Yunyi:...

It's terrible to lose the memory of the horse.

"It seems you still don't recognize me."

Jian Yunyi was not angry. He just smiled and looked at the elm leaves and mist, and said softly: "You buy so much food? Do you need me to help? Don't worry, I'm not malicious, and I'll bring you this time. Your favorite food."

While talking, Jian Yunyi suddenly raised his hand, and there was a bottle in his hand, and the bottle exuded a very light but refreshing fragrance.

Smelling the familiar and alluring fragrance, Wu's eyes widened, and his body moved forward involuntarily.

"fog!"

The elm leaf on the side called him out, and took his hand nervously on the side, staring at the man in front of him very suspiciously and vigilantly.

At this time, Jian Yunyi put away his bottle and slightly frowned at the elm leaf on the side.

"You little fox is also weird. You don't fear his breath?"

The Monster Race is a highly hierarchical race. The identity of the ancient mythical beasts surpasses all the Monster Races, and they can naturally suppress the breath of all Monster Races.

Back then, the demon emperor only dared to attack him while the gluttonous crossing the robbery was weak, and wanted to seize the blood of the divine beast to help him become soaring.

Under normal circumstances, any demon clan, including the demon emperor, would not dare to approach the sacred beast at all, but now, watching Yuye keep holding the gluttonous hand, Jian Yunyi really felt it from the bottom of his heart Strange and doubtful.