"Know? Know what? Yanxing Lan turned around and saw Jin Shangyan sitting on a stream of water, they hadn't seen each other for a long time, this first time they met, Yanxing Lan smiled happily: "It's you!" ”

"You know it's me." Jin Shangyan floated down from the water flow, landed in front of Yan Xinglan, knocked her head and gritted her teeth: "I heard that you went back to the dead city in vain, what's the matter, if you have a man, you don't want me?" ”

Yan Xinglan blinked her eyes in a daze, stepped forward to hold her arm and coquettishly: "How can it be, Jin Shangyan is a good friend of Yan Xinglan." She stretched out her arms, and Yi Bo Yuntian added: "The best!" ”

"Come on, you! Slippery. Jin Shangyan slapped her head with a smile, and then pointed to Sanshengshi and said: "Some time ago, the White Tiger God was registered here, and she has been reincarnated, you can wait a few more days, I accidentally glimpsed her life, I met that love calamity when I was twelve years old." ”

Is this a backdoor? Yan Xinglan glanced at Sansheng Stone, and the cold stone didn't react, "Your Highness said, if I do this well, I can turn positive, I have to pay attention to it." ”

Besides, it's a white tiger, she must pay attention to it.

Jin Shangyan stretched out her hand and nodded, and a column of water gushed up in the river in the Lechuan River, she dragged Yan Xinglan up, and sat on the water column with herself: "In short, you don't have to be so nervous, no matter what the final result of the White Tiger God is, it has nothing to do with you, to put it bluntly, His Royal Highness the Hades King used this matter to make you turn positive, and the God went through a love calamity and was assigned to the Sansheng Stone, and the underworld was sent out to take care of it." The underworld has changed a lot nowadays, I'll take you to see ......"

Jin Shangyan's words disappeared into the wind, the fog on the Lechuan River was vast all the year round, the wind was loud, her water column was cold to the bone, Yan Xinglan unconsciously blew into her hand, and followed her to stop for a while where the water of the Lechuan River flowed, listening to her say what had happened over the years.

There have been several wars between the Six Realms, how many dynasties have changed in the human world, how many gods and demons have been born, and how many living beings who have lived for a long time have died. Jin Shangyan had been cultivating on the Lechuan River for so long, and there were so many undead who passed through Lethe every day, she had heard so much that she almost recited it backwards.

Yan Xinglan leaned over and leaned on her shoulder and asked, "After so many years, has anyone persevered in Lethe for a thousand years?" ”

"......" When asked about this, Jin Shangyan coughed lightly a few times, but did not reply, Yan Xinglan pursed her lips, seeing that this situation must have happened, otherwise she would not have been so eager to talk about it.

After traveling the entire underworld, Jin Shangyan sent Yan Xinglan to the gate of the City of Vain Death, she blinked and said with a smile: "I have occupied you for so long, the one in your family should have knocked over the vinegar jar, go back quickly." ”

"Jin Shangyan you!" Yan Xinglan's face turned red, she has always scoffed at the love between men and women, when will she laugh at people like this? was yelled at by Yanxing Lan like this, and Jin Shangyan immediately disappeared without a trace.

Yan Xinglan looked up at the Dead City, pursed her lips and smiled, and walked inside.

There were only the two of them in the Seven Palaces, and she left in a hurry after packing up her things, and she didn't know what the pumice stone was doing now, and she looked inside through the window, and the pumice stone was not there.

Yan Xinglan stood in place in wonder: "Not in the study?" Where can that go? ”

It's a pity that Yan Xinglan searched all over the city of vain death, but she didn't see the pumice stone, she was a little overwhelmed and returned to the Seven Palaces, thinking that the pumice stone would always come back.

Two hours later, as soon as the pumice stone pushed the door back to the house, Yan Xinglan jumped on top of him, and the pumice stone was rushed back a few steps by her force, but he still caught her steadily.

Yan Xinglan scratched his nose: "Stinky stone, where have you been?" ”

"There's an important thing in the copywriting, I need to go to the yang world myself." Pumice stone honestly explained.

Yanxing Blue Fox looked at him suspiciously: "Have you been to Yangshihua for so long?" ”

"Don't you like to eat peony cakes, there is no more dead city in vain, I took advantage of the errand and searched for a long time in Yangshi to find it." Pumice took out a box wrapped in cloth from his hand like a trick, Yan Xinglan jumped from his arms, and smelled the aroma of peonies before he opened the box.

Only the peony is true to the national color, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom.

"It's really hard for you to walk the streets and alleys to find pastries...... "It's false to say that you are not moved, this stone, it is really getting warmer, although I usually don't talk much.

Yan Xinglan stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face, took the food box and ran away.

Pushi really didn't know anything about the intimate interaction between men and women, he was stunned in place, until Yanxinglan ran away, and when he looked back, he was still standing at the door, and couldn't help scolding: "What a fool." ”

Nothing was said all night.

Originally, he decided to eat and drink with Jin Shangyan for a few days and then go to find the reincarnation of the white tiger, but Yan Xinglan, who was temporarily bought by the pumice stone, decided to be with the pumice stone for a few days.

In the gap of time, although they have lived alone for 90,000 years, in the place where the sadness will never flow and disappear, there is no way to let go of the worries in their hearts, who is still in the mood to care about the feelings between the two.

It's different now, Yan Xinglan was tempted by the pervert early in the morning, and the pervert told her that there are many female ghosts who covet pumice stones in the dead city, and she has been gone for so many days, she has to knock down the pumice stone and completely take him down.

"Pumice is not that kind of person." Yan Xinglan was suspicious of the words of the pervert, and the pervert stared at Yan Xinglan with a lewd/squinted voice: "You don't want to see your man's seductive body, you don't want to know what it's like to sympathize with men and women, you don't want to ......"

"Huh...... Don't say it, don't be ashamed......" Yanxing Blue's goosebumps rose, she jumped up from the corner in the south of the city, no wonder the pervert can only build a nest in the corner, he is specifically tempting people to sin!

Yan Xinglan hurriedly bought things and returned to the Seven Palaces Mansion.

The pervert followed behind her, with a decrepit but merciless look on his face, criticizing Yan Xinglan: "Old ghost, I have been in the city of vain death for so many years, and what I taught you can still be harmful?" I really don't listen to the old ghosts, and I suffer in front of me......"

The place where the pumice stone office is being renovated these days, he came back with the copy, and saw Yan Xinglan sitting on the stone bench in a daze, so he walked over and asked her what she was doing.

Yan Xinglan stood up as a thief, and his eyes didn't dare to look at the pumice stone: "I...... I'll go out to find Jin Shangyan for something, you wait for me, don't go anywhere today! ”

She ran out of the smoke, and the pumice stone was inexplicable, and she was about to enter the study, and at a glance she saw the things that Yan Xinglan had bought on the stone table.

"Candles? Golden silk? What to buy these things for? Pushi shook her head helplessly, anyway, all his money was in her hands, she could buy whatever she wanted.

The pure-hearted man sorted out the things on the stone table and entered the study with a thick pile of copywriting. (To be continued.) )