Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

"Hmm." Chi Buwan nodded hesitantly, feeling that Xiao Wuli was acting strangely, giving him a strange chill. He quickly said, "Let's leave here first."

Xiao Wuli pursed his lips, his gaze falling on the handcuffs binding the person in his arms, and nodded gently.

Back on the ground, Xiao Wuli didn't put him down. He flew towards the Jia Mansion on his sword, while Yingri hung in mid-air, swaying.

Having regained his magical power, Chi Buwan quickly snapped the chains binding him, raised his hand and gently patted Xiao Wuli's shoulder, saying, "Put your master down."

Xiao Wuli's fingertips curled slightly until he heard his master's voice again. Only then did he bend down and put his master down from his arms.

Chi Buwan, who had stepped onto the sword, first glanced at Ying Ri, who was hanging in mid-air, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed.

He paused.

Is he dead?

Chi Buwan sent a burst of spiritual energy over and, seeing that he was simply unconscious from shock, felt relieved.

"How did you find your master?" He raised his eyes, looked at Xiao Wuli who was close at hand, paused for two seconds, summoned his attendant, and stepped forward.

"The demon appeared halfway through." Xiao Wuli looked at his master, who was far away, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes, saying, "This disciple followed behind him, but lost his way, which is why I am a little late."

Xiao Wuli recalled the scene of his master being pinned down by a demon when he found him, and a dark and fierce look flashed in his eyes.

If he had arrived any later, his master would have been defiled by that demon.

His fingers tightened around the Immortal Binding Lock, his knuckles turning white. He looked down at the demon who had only calmed down after he had stabbed him in the heart with the Heavenly Profound Sword, and the killing intent in his eyes was undeniable.

If it weren't for his master sparing his life, he would have made him regret being born a demon.

"Please forgive me, Master."

Chi Buwan looked up in confusion and met those phoenix eyes filled with tears of self-reproach. Her fingertips trembled, and she quickly said, "I have never blamed you."

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings in the rain.

Chi Buwan held his breath, staring blankly until a second before Xiao Wuli looked up at him, at which point he snapped out of his daze, blinked his peach blossom eyes, and looked up at the sky.

Xiao Wuli glanced at him once and then lowered her eyes again.

"I'm so ugly, how could Master be so captivated by me? If you try to deceive me again, I won't let you get away with it."

Old man:........

Who lied to him? Just now, Master was clearly staring at his face in a daze!

And what did this guy with such bizarrely shaped features say? That he's ugly?

...Could we give him a god's perspective so he can see for himself what he actually looks like?

How could someone say such hateful things?

They still won't let him go?

Row!

He won't say anything more! He won't say anything at all!!!

One day, this lovestruck young man, who is cold and indifferent to everyone except his master, will regret it!

.

Old man: I'll ask you one more time, do you believe what I just said or not?

Xiao Wuli ignored his 99th question and followed his master back to the Jia residence.

Old man: ..........

The old man's beard twitched with anger.

Just wait!

Next time, I'll record it with a recording stone and throw it in his face!

When he returned to the backyard of the Jia family mansion late at night, he noticed that the lights were still on. He was slightly taken aback, and then saw Jia Shang's anxious face.

The merchant quickly spotted him, and the anxiety on his face vanished instantly, replaced by bright eyes. "An immortal!"

Chi Buwan nodded slightly, calling out to the system in his mind again, but still received no response.

Where did they go? I've been calling them for ages and they still haven't come out.

Jia Shang ran over and quickly noticed that the tall man was dragging someone behind him. He stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on the person's face, his eyes widening. "Zhou Yi?!"

Hearing this, Jia Rou, who had walked a step slower, also stopped and looked up at the face of the person being dragged, momentarily stunned.

Chi Buwan noticed Jia Rou's gaze, her lips parted slightly, but she didn't know how to say it in a way that wouldn't seem so cruel.

Will Jia Rou cry if I tell her?

He was most afraid of women crying, especially Xiao Wuli.

"Father," Jia Rou called out.

Chi Buwan looked at her nervously.

Jia Rou: "He is not Zhou Yi."

Chi Buwan was taken aback, and Jia Shang was also stunned.

Chi Buwan turned back to look at the still unconscious demon, somewhat puzzled.

How did you figure that out?

Could it be that they don't look alike?

He had never seen Zhou Yichang's face, but if even the merchant mistook him, then this must be what he looked like, right?

[337! Do you have a photo of Zhou Yi?]

A photograph suddenly appeared before his eyes, bearing an exact resemblance to Zhou Yi on the ground. But that wasn't the point; the point was...

Can the little dumpling hear his voice?

Why doesn't it appear?

Could it be... that I did something to offend him?

Such a thought only flashed through his mind for a second before he dismissed it.

He's just a little dumpling, what could he possibly do to offend him?

It's never too late to put your mind at ease.

"Why isn't he Zhou Yi?" Jia Shang's voice woke him up, and Chi Buwan shifted his gaze to the two people talking in front of him.

"They just look alike." Jia Rou's voice was soft as she looked at the familiar, sleeping face, her gaze unconsciously filled with longing. She quickly came back to her senses, lowered her eyes, and said, "But he is not Zhou Yi."

"An immortal..." the merchant looked at him.

Chi Buwan nodded slightly and said, "He is the legendary bride-snatching demon of Qianqiu City, who can transform into the face of the person he eats."

He glanced at Jia Rou, whose lips were pale, then shut his mouth and said nothing more.

Jia Shang closed his eyes and fainted, and the Jia family was thrown into chaos.

[The Shadow Sun has no true form. Of all the people it devours, only Zhou Yi is tall and strong. Neither men nor women can escape its power, so the Shadow Sun always resembles Zhou Yi. Over time, Zhou Yi's appearance becomes its true form.]

The little dumpling that had been unresponsive appeared on his shoulder and whispered something.

Chi Buwan glanced at it with his eyes lowered.

337's buttocks tightened, and he stammered, "W-what's wrong?"

"Immortal".

Chi Buwan withdrew his gaze and looked at Jia Rou, who was standing in front of him.

Jia Rou: "I beg you, Immortal, after you have dealt with this demon, please inform the people of Qianqiu City that the demon has been captured."

"Of course." Chi Buwan lowered his voice. "Leave this to me. You go and take care of Old Master Jia."

Jia Rou nodded, didn't look at the demon again, and turned to leave.

[Don't let Jia Rou's gentle appearance fool you; she's actually very strong inside.] 337 said.

Chi Buwan nodded in agreement.

indeed.