The jack-of-all-trades was blocked, and the 19th didn't dare to talk more. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info he could guess that the owner was in a bad mood.

But why it's bad, he doesn't know.

No. 19 leaned against the pillar with a lonely expression. looked at Ye Hanxiang.

Doesn't the little master like Nangong Lieyan anymore?

He was a little flustered. wanted to eagerly say something to the master, but Ye Hanxiang didn't want to see him at all at this time.

That face is too similar.

Suddenly she didn't know what to do.

So she turned her head and walked towards the outside of the main hall, as if the air inside was too oppressive.

When he stepped over the threshold, Ye Hanxiang only said, "I'll leave tomorrow, and you can help me get a suitable face when the time comes." is still a man, his name is Fang Lin. ”

This time, she got a complete set of information, even the real household registration and appearance of 'Fang Lin'. The household register is the kind that can also be found officially.

Of course, this is also obtained in space.

Number 19 whispered, "Hmm." ”

The little master is not in a good mood, and he is no better. His face was pale, and his wide-sleeved robe was getting more and more empty. The long body is like it's about to fly.

The 19th is sad.

But Ye Hanxiang didn't look at him again.

For the rest of the day, the atmosphere between the two was a little delicate.

The view around the space is much clearer.

The mountains and rivers outside are as fresh as the world that has just rained.

And there are many more flat ground on the side of the jade hall. It is not a jade-paved floor. It's pure soil.

As for the more than 30,000 skeleton spirits outside, Ye Hanxiang instructed Mo Quan to lead them down, divide them into groups according to their cultivation levels, and lead them separately by the team leader.

Looking at the empty field now, she would always unconsciously think of Nangong Lieyan.

But when you think of him, you think of water.

Thinking that he and Shui Nian had been so close before.

Thinking that he had lured the Blood Spirit Root to her without her consent.

What's more, in the end, he also killed Shui Nian with his own hands.

To be honest, Shui Nian's death not only did not make Ye Hanxiang happy, but became even more afraid.

She didn't know if Nangong Lieyan would kill herself like this one day.

She also became less and less aware of what kind of person Nangong Lieyan was.

Regarding whether he loves himself or not, Ye Hanxiang's mind is becoming more and more blurred.

It seems that the feast of the Situ Dynasty is just an unprovoked dream.

There are too many mysteries for her to understand. So I simply rolled up my sleeves and found a hoe, and walked towards the clearing.

When escaping from the dungeon, Master Mu Feng once gave Ye Hanxiang a big gourd.

He said there was the seed she wanted.

It's boring to be in a daze anyway, so why not find something to do.

Ye Hanxiang turned out the big gourd and poured it into his hand, and sure enough, a few seeds were as big as rice grains, and the black seeds were lying quietly in Ye Hanxiang's palm.

It shines brightly in the sunlight.

She squatted down, dug out small pits, and planted them one by one.

After planting the black seeds, they poured out yellow seeds as big as millet grains. Ye Hanxiang still planted it.

First is the nine-star fairy grass, then the medium-grade danzhi, the high-grade elk antler, the high-grade eight-lucky fairy grass, the best deer antler fairy, and the pure Wanyue Matini grass...... One by one, they were planted by Ye Hanxiang.

Then water them little by little, expecting them to grow and sprout quickly.

Sure enough, when people are busy, it is easy to forget unhappy things.

Ye Hanxiang thought to herself, Master Mu Feng said that this gourd gave her another additional condition, that is, she had to sell a thousand pills every day.

Since he promised Master Mu Feng's words, he must not break his promise, and after these immortal grasses grow, they will be made into pills, and the sales volume will strive to be a thousand.

But when she thought about it, she was unhappy again!

Fairy grass will blossom and bear fruit if it is planted with care.

What about love?

Will irrigation also bear fruit?

Ye Hanxiang didn't know, just kept watering, watering, and watering-

"The host...... If you water the fairy grass again, you're going to drown......" No. 19 came over at some point.

He stood by and watched for a while, and then saw Ye Hanxiang and the demon were stunned, and kept watering.

Ye Hanxiang's figure froze, and he looked down at the shadow on the ground.

The long figure cast a shadow on Ye Hanxiang's head.

Ye Hanxiang could imagine that the long and thick eyelashes on the 19th must be like a fan at this moment, and the eyes under the eyes must be deep and sad.

Number 19 has always been so sad, hasn't it?

"Ao~ hehe, forgot." Ye Hanxiang's hand shook, and he accidentally dropped the scoop on the ground.

Obediently, why are you flustered?

She hurried to pick it up.

Number 19 has already picked it up. Silently handed it to her.

Ye Hanxiang inadvertently looked up, but saw that No. 19 actually smiled.

The smile was the same as the smile of a man she remembered, evil and soul-stirring.

The tail of the long eyes was slightly raised, and he looked at Ye Hanxiang with a smile like that.

Hell alive it!

Ye Hanxiang hurriedly withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at him.

The two were speechless, and No. 19 swayed away again.

Ye Hanxiang panicked, what happened to him just now. I was distracted by the 19th.

Could it be that my heart has been suppressed for too long, and now it is about to explode?

Sure enough, she wasn't fit to stay in the space for a long time.

This is not a way, Ye Hanxiang hurriedly took out the mirror from his pocket and unlocked the seal.

It doesn't matter if you fall into reincarnation, which village and which village?

Anyway, he doesn't remember the memory of his previous life, this time he will be thick-skinned and start first, and first grab it to be a 'child husband' for himself!

"Jack-of-all-trades, why did Nangong fall into reincarnation?" Ye Hanxiang knocked on the bronze mirror and asked.

Behind him, the figure of No. 19, who had not gone far, paused slightly, and a smile was hooked at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Hanxiang didn't notice the abnormality of No. 19. Just looked intently at the bronze mirror.

It took a while for a jack-of-all-trades to wake up.

The white figure slowly walked to the mirror, and a pair of small eyes that were glowing looked thoughtfully at Ye Hanxiang outside the mirror.

"Why fall into samsara? Because of you. Jack-of-all-trades said.

"Because the blood spirit root is drawn to your body, you will suffer the curse of heaven, the separation of flesh and soul, and the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes."

Ye Hanxiang's beautiful pupils contracted fiercely, what? Reincarnation?

She suddenly couldn't help but curse the grass.

"Why should you be punished so severely?" Hold back, still ask with a ladylike face.

"That's what the way of heaven is. However, it's better to go out and reincarnate. The gods have been stuck there and can't break through, maybe this time they can help break through. Jack-of-all-trades comforted.

I was stunned.

Ye Hanxiang sat on the ground holding the mirror in a daze.

She didn't understand why it took so long, even if she regenerated his anger, she wouldn't punish him for reincarnation. Why is the Heavenly Dao so ruthless?

In the human world, one hundred years is a hundred years, and a hundred lives is thousands of years.

If it is in the immortal realm, one life is hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years...... (To be continued.) )