Chapter 1703: Soul Eater Evil Fruit [2]
What a hateful person!
Hua Xi suddenly grinded his teeth, walked up to the vendor, and gave him a gold coin.
"Give me a hundred!"
The merchant was shocked for a moment, and looked at the gold coin and drooled, "Girl, this marriage tree is about a fate, no matter the price, usually one is enough." β
Hua Xi didn't want to hear him, so he threw a bag of gold coins on his table.
"Fuck off! I bought this marriage tree! β
When the merchant saw the bag of gold coins, his eyes were straight, and he didn't care about the marriage tree, so he hurriedly took the gold coins and ran.
"Good, good! Girl, you are casual, casual! β
Hua Xi sat directly in the vendor's seat, took out all the red ribbons, and with a stroke of the pen, the name of 'Ji Yue' was written on each one.
You change, you change!
No matter how you modify it, I won't let you do it!
In this life, I will never like you again!
Soon, all the ribbons were written, and she hung them all over the treetops, and she looked at them, and finally felt a little more comfortable.
It's naΓ―ve, but it's just refreshing!
If the red line was still in the marriage palace, she would definitely see it.
Pity...... I wonder where the red line is now?
After hearing that she left the divine realm, there was no more sound.
Hua Xi put down the pen and left.
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Back in the ghost world, the guard at the gate didn't embarrass her, and immediately let her go as soon as he saw her.
Hua Xi didn't ask the reason, knowing that it must have been Shuoyue Hanyu who gave the order.
She walked alone by the Lechuan River, ready to meet Wujiang and the others.
The river was filled with smoke, Hua Xi looked at the white ribbons floating in the mist, and suddenly remembered the scene when Chongxi found the ribbon of her life.
So understatement, completely ignoring the rules of the ghost world.
Why didn't she think of it? How could a mere Purple Pole God have such power?
I was very unhappy, and as I walked, I suddenly felt the feeling of being stared at again.
Hua Xi's footsteps paused, and that gaze disappeared immediately.
My heart was slightly relieved, such a gaze used to be outside the ghost world, behind the rows of bookshelves in the Hall of Life and Death, looking at her so persistently.
She pretended not to feel anything and moved on.
Slowly, the gaze reappeared, following her all the time.
Hua Xi walked for a while and felt a little tired, so he sat down by the river and hugged his knees.
The gaze also stopped with her movements.
Hua Xi looked at his reflection in the water and whispered, "Your Majesty the Ghost King, I know it's you, please come out." β
That gaze immediately dodged, Hua Xi wanted to laugh, didn't he know that his gaze could burn? Did you think she couldn't find out?
After a while, the tall ghost king slowly came out of the fog, his whole body black, still wrapped in a black cloak.
It is conceivable that behind this cloak must be a pair of extremely cold eyes.
He stood behind her, Hua Xi didn't look back, still hugged his knees and said: "In the past few days in the ghost world, thanks to His Majesty's constant care, there is nothing to repay, if he needs it every day, please just ask." β
"No, I don't." The Ghost King's voice was hoarse, like a worn-out wood being sawn open, and it made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.
But to Hua Xi's ears, the voice was very gentle.
She smiled and said, "Actually, I have a friend who is very similar to His Majesty the Ghost King. β
He was suddenly shocked, and asked hoarsely, "Where is it like?" β