Because he was ready to make up for the flow of time with himself and never go out, he didn't expect Yanxinglan to appear.

Sometimes things are so unreasonable, when I walked past from the main street of Splendid City, the night came, and the lights around were lit up with the stars, and the smoke star blue looked up, I don't know who is in charge of the current Canglong Qisu, whether the white tiger has grown up, is she, is she still so able to eat, if you see the Vermilion Bird again, what else can you say......

Yan Xinglan shook her head, forget it, everything will go naturally, just like now, the pumice stone is by her side, isn't it very good?

"Let's go put the river lanterns." Yan Xinglan carefully pulled the hand of the pumice stone, there are countless river lanterns on the Bishui River, looking at this day, it seems to be the Lantern Festival of the human world, she also learned from the little girl of the human race, and wrote her wish on the lantern.

Since Qinglong is so good to her, then she has to be even happier and happier, and live well with Qinglong's share.

The lanterns drifted into the distance along the Bishui River, and Yan Xinglan stood up, a little sad: "Ninety thousand years have passed in the outside world. Everything has changed, and now no one remembers us, where we are going. ”

Pumice picked the broken hair on her forehead and smiled gently: "Whatever, the ends of the earth." ”

Yan Xinglan also laughed, which sounded good.

The two of them were about to get up and leave, and a few unusual people came over to them, why are they unusual, because among them, there is one who has the aura of gods and ghosts on his body, and the god clan is a ghost, and at first glance he is a high-level in the underworld.

And next to that person was Meng Jingling, who was laughing heartlessly. After nine years of separation, she still couldn't recover from the broken heart of the bricks on the bridge?

Yan Xinglan and Pushi suddenly saw the old man, and they didn't know what to say.

Instead, Meng Jingling shook her head and introduced to the man beside her, who was as gentle as jade: "Your Highness, you are really back." Let me introduce you to you, the pumice stone of the Seven Palaces, she ...... A Soul Messenger...... What is it called, forgot. ”

Yanxing Lan glared at Meng Jingling angrily, the person has become smaller, and his brain has become stupid. I forgot what her name was.

"I'm Ning Huai, in charge of the underworld." Hades King Ning Huai smiled at them.

When he was a child and Xuan Mo knew the story of the Linglong Tower, Xuan Mo told him that when he became the Emperor of Heaven in the future, he would not let this inexplicable tragedy happen again. Later, Ning Huai was appointed to go to the underworld, and he said that when the pumice stone came back, it was still the Seven Palaces.

Although they had never met, he and Xuan Mo still gave this stone a back door.

After listening to Ning Huai's simple summary that he was not here to "catch" them, but to take them back to the underworld, Pushi and Yan Xinglan were stunned.

"Pumice stone, it seems that you can't go to the ends of the earth." Yan Xinglan shook her head helplessly, but it was okay, she also wanted to see how Jin Shangyan was doing now, and the city of death, 90,000 years have passed, and she probably doesn't know any of the ghosts in the city.

Pumice looked down at her: "Do you want to go back?" ”

"Whatever, follow you, wherever you go, it's the end of the world." Yan Xinglan learned from the pumice stone's words, blinked, and grimaced at him.

Ning Huai smiled gently and didn't speak.

Pushi was about to answer, but Yan Xinglan suddenly asked, "Is the emperor no longer pursuing us?" ”

"Today's emperor is His Royal Highness's Fa Xiao, your affairs are all Chen sesame seeds and rotten grain, who cares about you." Meng Jingling shrugged her shoulders and stuck out her tongue at Yan Xinglan, her petite figure was a immature child next to Ning Huai, Ning Huai stopped her nonsense: "Xiao Meng, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Xiao Meng...... She's older than your grandmother. Yan Xinglan tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Since His Highness has come to pick us up, then, Pushi, let's go." ”

Anyway, the world after 90,000 years is a new beginning for them, and besides, with each other's company, everywhere is the end of the world.

Pushi nodded, followed and asked Meng Jingling in a low voice: "Miss Meng, ...... the Hades King?"

The Hades King in Pushi's mouth refers to the previous Hades King, he has been the Hades King for too long, no one remembers his name, Meng Jingling stopped, and just replied faintly: "He was transferred, and now he is the god of the Unbounded Mountain." ”

After saying that, she jumped forward again, she didn't know what her best friend had done for her, and it was rare to be so relieved, but she just regretted that he was transferred.

Unbounded Mountain, I heard that it is a place where the seasons are like spring, and the life of idle clouds and wild cranes should be good, at least you can see the sunrise and sunset every day. Pushi looked at the carefree smile on the face of the woman in front of him, isn't this the hope of His Royal Highness Hades.

So much better.

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"Why did Ning Huai leave in a hurry?" In Xueyue Xiang, Wuji pulled down the curtain and looked out, Susha sat on the other side, was studying with something he didn't know, and replied casually: "I went to the underworld the day before yesterday, and I heard Meng Jingling say that their Seven Halls of the underworld went to make up for the time flow that was torn apart, and it was 90,000 years away, and now they are back." ”

"Ninety thousand years? Who is so immoral to tear off the flow of time! Wu Ji was taken aback, and walked up to Shusha in a few steps, "When did we also travel through time and space, I want to see what my future daughter-in-law looks like." Yes! What are you hitting me for? ”

"You're blocking the light. Go away. "Susha is not angry.

Wuji rubbed his waist that was hurt by Su Sha, not only did he not leave, but he lay on the table with a smile: "Su Sha, don't worry, big brother, I will still love you well after I marry." Don't be jealous. ”

Only then did Susha stop what he was doing, smiled at Wuji, and suddenly recited the trick to turn him into a little white pig. Wuji blinked in a daze, he snorted and chirped a few times, there was no way to unravel Su Sha's spiritual technique.

The corners of Su Sha's mouth smiled a little, and he touched the little white pig's head and said: "You'd better not scream obediently, otherwise you scream, this transformation time, there will be one more hour, and I can't solve it." ”

In the resentful eyes of the little white pig, Su Sha was satisfied with this moment of quiet time-

The name of Mesatong is in Western medicine, nervous system medicine, and Mesatong hydrochloride is clinically used in the treatment of addiction in Hai Luo...... It's just that at that time, I thought that some names in Western medicine were very suitable for writing Western magic novels, and for me, I was a name controller, and I went crazy when I accidentally encountered a name that I thought was good.

The novel has been written since February this year, and before I know it, half a year has passed (my God, it's really almost half a year), and I'm almost finished, and the data is so bleak, because I have been surrounded by myself many times. But it's really the first one, and there's a lot of emotion in it. Thank you for reading the book, there are a lot of words. (*^__^*) hee hee ...... (To be continued.) )