"It's okay, Jang'er. In my opinion, you are still quite young, it is when you are young, if you compare it with the life span of human beings, you are seventeen years old, don't live up to the good Shaoguang. ”

Wang Hui said slowly with a kind smile and gentle tone that matched the image of the old man, but Wang Jiang did not accept this feeling, she rolled her eyes at Wang Yu violently, and pursed her lips disdainfully.

"You're the least qualified to say that, demented old man. Everyone is young to you. ”

Wang Yu didn't think it was wrong, and shook his head with a smile.

"That's from the bottom of my heart, but if you don't like to hear it, forget it. Why did you come to Spring and Autumn Dream this time?"

Wang Jiang does often come to see Qi Yuelin, but now as the city lord of Anyang, she is very busy, and she does not have a lot of free time like Wang Hao. After all, Wang Hao's act of tearing the world apart did not completely cut off the Creator's attention, it was only an expedient measure. And over the years, the rejection of the mystery has a warming trend, and the many troubles that have followed have made Wang Jiang anxious, and it is really not the time to come to the Spring and Autumn Dream to hang out.

As for the doppelganger spell, although it is a spell, the qualification requirements are also quite strict. It's not so much about qualifications as it's about adaptability. Although Wang Jiang can be divided into multiple uses, he does not have the adaptability of a doppelganger, which is quite a pity.

So if she can come to Spring and Autumn Dream, she must have something to discuss.

Wang Jiang didn't hide it, she sat in front of Wang Hao, her eyebrows were lightly locked, and her amethyst-like eyes were facing Wang Hui's eyes, but her eyes all fell into the bottomless black eyes like an abyss, and she didn't make any waves.

"So your eyes! Your obsidian eyes make it impossible to judge your gaze!"

"That's embarrassing, but like the wings, it's not an intentional change, so I can't help it. ”

Wang Hui didn't think it was wrong, lifted the teapot on the table and poured Wang Jiang a cup of bitter tea, and stretched out his hand to signal.

"Please. ”

Wang Jiang sighed, then picked up the hot tea that exuded a curling mist and drank it down, his brows locked even deeper.

"Your weird taste hasn't changed after all these years......"

"As I get older, my receptivity becomes poorer, and old habits are hard to break. ”

Wang Yu held the cup and looked calm.

"Tell me why you came to me. ”

Wang Jiang no longer hesitated, and went straight in.

"Is the underworld still there?"

"Although it was not activated, it was not destroyed either. ”

Wang Hao replied immediately.

The underworld is the reincarnation platform that Wang Hao originally prepared for the dead souls, and it is engraved with the vast half-plane of the Soul Turning Array. Although vast, it was deserted and silent, empty, and not as colorful in the negative sense as the hell used today, but it was quite suitable as a place to store the formation.

By the way, although the environment of hell is extremely poor, Wang Hui has always been kind to his subordinates, so he has divided the Enma into a renovated residential area with pleasant scenery.

Wang Jiang looked directly into Wang Hui's eyes, revealing unshakable determination.

"Give it to me. ”

"Okay. ”

"There is also the Taishan Mansion Jun Soul Turning Array, which is also borrowed from me. ”

"No problem. ”

Wang Xuan nodded again and again as a matter of course, so Wang Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his straight back relaxed. She looked at Wang Yu with a puzzled expression, and stopped talking.

"Any more requirements?"

The man asked with concern.

"No, there is no ......"

Although she said "no", neither Wang Hui herself nor Qi Yuelin, who sat back next to Wang Hui at some point, looked at Wang Jiang as if there was nothing else to do, her expression was between worry and deep hatred.

The old and the young didn't ask, just drank tea and waited peacefully, anyway, Wang Jiang never left.

Finally, the woman made up her mind. Her face distorted as if she had been forced to eat two pounds of dead flies, and she squeezed two words out between her teeth.

“…… Thank you. ”

Wang Hui held the teacup in his hand and blinked sluggishly.

He turned his head to look at Qi Yuelin.

"Ah Lin, what did she just say?"

The girl smiled like a flower as always.

Sister Jiang'er said thank you. ”

He turned his head and stared straight at Wang Jiang.

"Jiang'er, what did you just say?"

"Get out of here, bad taste, sadistic death pervert!"

Wang Jiang picked up the teacup and smashed it hard into Wang Hao's face, but the teacup disappeared halfway through, and failed to convey her shame.

"It's really rare, and sure enough, as long as you live, good things will happen. Jiang'er actually said thank you to me, this is the first time she has said thank you to me. ”

"That's nice. ”

Wang Hao's kind smile became brighter and slightly silly.

"I'm going to record this moment, remember it, and replay it over and over again. ”

"If you dare to do that, I'll kill you!"

Wang Jiang gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Yu, but Wang Wei smirked at this time, and there was no response, so he could only be answered by Qi Yuelin on the side.

"My brother is replaying that moment in his mind, but his eyes can't see the focus, so you can't pay attention. ”

"I gouged out your eyes!!"

When Wang Jiang was finally annoyed and ready to stand up, Wang Hui returned to his soul.

He sighed with satisfaction: "No matter how many hundred years you watch, you can't get tired of watching it." ”

Qi Yuelin was sure that at that moment, Wang Jiang's face really showed murderous intent.

However, she only sighed in the end.

"Make no mistake, old man. That's not my gratitude to you, it's my gratitude to you on behalf of Yuyuko. ”

Wang Yu nodded, without delving into it. For him, whether it is "who to replace", "who to help", "paraphrase" or something else, it is the first time that the daughter has thanked herself, standing in the position of her father, it is really a very touching moment, there is a kind of relief and warmth in the heart, and even dilutes the eternal sadness and self-blame.

Although for ordinary people, this first thank you came a little late.

“Yuyuko…… Yuyuko? Sounds like the name of Fuso-gun. ”

"That's right, she's from Fusang County. ”

As long as he thinks of her, Wang Jiang can't help but reveal a warm and beautiful smile.

"It's my friend. ”

Wang Yu stared blankly at the smile he had never seen for a long time, and lowered his eyes.

"You like that Miss Yuyuko very much, don't you?"

Wang Jiang frowned warily.

"Why do you say that?

"Because you're laughing, Jang'er. If there's such a person, you just think of her and laugh at her...... Then you must like her very, very much. ”

"Really?"

Wang Jiang raised his hand, stroked the corner of his hooked mouth, and lowered his head with relief and reassurance.

"You should have said ...... That's right. ”

"I do like her, no, I love her. I can't tell if it's friendship or familial love, but I do love her. She is my closest friend and most dear soul. ”