"Heh... The world is so big, the cycle of cause and effect always has a beginning and an end, if there is really a beginning and no end, isn't it really sad to die in this world? If I really had this skill, I would really have to hide from the origin. Murong Yi's face didn't change and his heart didn't beat, this can't be regarded as a lie, what he said was the truth.

Whether it is a demon or an immortal, or a demon, there is a certain limit to the lifespan, but the lifespan is a little longer, and the appearance does not change, but after his emperor's brother asked, Murong Yi suddenly thought of a more practical question, they have a certain time limit, but what about gods? What about Shui Yi'er? He won't be the same age as heaven and earth, and the sun and moon will shine with the same light, right?

So in Murong Duanlei's puzzled eyes of approval, Murong Yi looked at Shui Yi'er, who was reading quietly on the side, maybe the husband and wife had a good heart, Shui Yi'er shook his head, "I don't know, there is no record in history." ”

Of course, Murong Yi knew what Shui Yi'er said, but the emperor brother on the side didn't know what dumb riddles the two were playing, and thought they were discussing the issue of immortality in the world, so he also sighed deeply, "How can someone record this kind of longevity?" If so, wouldn't it have been ascended to heaven sooner? ”

"Uh-huh~~" Shui Yi'er shrugged her shoulders and said that she had no opinion on the words of her eldest brother emperor.

"What about Moqian? Do you want to manage the economy anymore? Although I have found someone to take care of in the past 20 years, I still feel that there is no Mo Qianyin that guy can rest assured, is he still capable of taking care of it, you said that you are going to skip work, I'm here·· This·· It's a lot of pressure! ”

Shui Yi'er took out a part of the energy from the book and replied, "Mo Qianyin probably has no interest in coming back to take over such an important position, he is about to marry a wife, and then reproduce, wandering in the mountains, enjoying water and fishing, male farming and female weaving, love and love, chirp crookedly, sweet and sweet, Qingqing and me, mandarin ducks in troubled times, flying with wings..."

"Stop!" Murong Duanlei couldn't stand it and waved his hand, "There's still no end, do you want me to be alone?" It's good to show off your literary skills, isn't it? You're so good, why don't you take the top exam? You're so capable, why don't you go to heaven?! ”

"It's so cold! The cost of clothing is too heavy, I am poor, I don't have so much money~~" Shui Yi'er said in a flat tone an extremely aggrieved thing, in Murong Duanlei's opinion, it was just going out and stepping on a shit, and it hurt like a domineering kick...

Murong Yi was easy to hold back a smile, but her shoulders were still shrugged, obviously holding back very hard, but what Shui Yi'er said was also true, she was already a god, who could be as tall as her?

looked at Shui Yi'er, who was originally lively and upright, became so calm, cold, and black-bellied. And the original cold-faced prince was smiling, which made Murong Duanlei, as the emperor, feel that he was demonic, and he must have opened it in the wrong way...

"Brother Huang, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Looking at the famous emperor, he stretched out his hand in a daze, not knowing whether to put it down or lift it up.

"That... I haven't seen you for a long time, I want to come and see you, by the way, do you want to go to see the Queen Mother, it's been 20 years, and I've been talking about you, and now your health is getting worse and worse, and I'm still thinking about whether the two of you can give him a grandchild! By the way, what about the two children of yours? Didn't you say you brought two children with you? ”

"The two children slept... About Huang Eniang, let's go again tomorrow, it's just, Huang Eniang's grandson, Brother Huang, are you not good? There is not one of your harems that is so huge? "Murong Yi's unceremonious blow, it can't be his imperial brother, is it really not good?

"Hey, hey, can you pay attention to how I feel? Did you talk to your brother like that? "Really, what does it mean to be no? I'm also a group of children, right? Is there a comparison with these two pure-hearted people?

"Can't you satisfy your old man?" My brother's combat effectiveness is average!

"Roar... How can you not be satisfied! There are so many people in the harem, just count it as a good day! Lao Tzu now has at least a dozen children! ”

“·····”

Shui Yi'er raised her head from the book meaningfully, and Murong Yi also looked at her imperial brother with very surprised eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

Under the scrutiny of the two, Murong Duanlei felt that his hairs were about to stand up, how did he feel that the eyes of these two people seemed to be looking at perverts?

"I didn't expect you to be really ordinary, brother... It's disgusting~ It's a good day, do you count a good day to get them pregnant, or a good day to make them not pregnant? Tut-tut, I didn't expect you to have this mouthful, brother Huang! Ay! I can't bear to look at it directly. ”

“····”

So on a dark and windy night in a certain month, when the rooster crows and the dog steals, kills people and sets fire to the sky, the famous Emperor Lingxiao Guo's eyes are blue, and he comes out of the Yiwang Mansion full of fire, and the guards on the side are also reluctant to speak.

"Ahh Roar~~ I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, come and take a look at them, it's so hateful! "And Princess Nayi, it doesn't matter if a man doesn't look old, how can a woman look exactly the same as she did twenty years ago?

Looking at a harem as big as himself, which one is as tender and slippery as the two of them, and the blow can be broken? The few concubines who have just entered the palace look young and beautiful, is it really that they are too annoyed to worry about national affairs? What about the women in the harem? They're not going to... Oh, I know, it's not just a series of things to compete for favor, hey, it's a group of people who won't be happy.

Late at night, Shui Yi'er, who was lying in Murong Yi's arms, looked at the faint starlight outside the window, and sighed softly, "Time flies so fast, I still feel like I haven't done anything, twenty years have passed, but we haven't done anything." ”

"Time flies so fast, but there is nothing to do, at least, we have the capital to enjoy time for a long time, at least we have two children! Or... We're going to ... Murong Yi stretched out another voice, which meant that he looked at Shui Yi'er rubbing the posture in his arms, no matter what, he still felt that his little lady was the cutest and most beautiful.

"Huh? Come on, don't do it, at least let me rest for a while! Didn't you just ask for it? Aren't you tired? ”

"Yi'er, what do you want me to say about you, even if you have become a god through Nirvana, but it doesn't seem to have made any progress, it's not as good as me! It seems that you have to have a good ** condition! "Don't say much, just bully yourself and press up, and the taste of your little lady can be so sweet, if you don't taste it well, wouldn't it live up to God's kindness?

"Hey, you don't... Hmm..."

So when it was almost dawn, Shui Yi'er fell asleep groggily, and at the moment when Shui Yi'er was drowsy, she really sighed, this kind of physical life has nothing to do with the attributes of gods and demons, this is the difference between men and women, and God is really unfair!

When I woke up, there were no more people around me, and only a note was left, which said, "Kiss the little lady, if you wake up, clean up, come to Mo Qianyin's mansion, remember, don't eat, don't eat!" ”

Shui Yi'er didn't react to the content inside, but was disgusted by the previous nickname, really, this man really can recruit any moth, why did he go to Mo Qian's house? Why don't you eat yet? What does this have to do with eating?

I didn't think much about it, cleaned up, changed my clothes, and flashed directly to Mo Qianyin's house, just standing in the courtyard, I saw a certain door, and there were puffs of smoke coming out of it, and a bunch of people were squatting in an orderly manner at the door of the house in an orderly manner, everyone's face was black, and it felt like just finishing moving honeycomb coal.

"You guys?" Shui Yi'er pointed to the group of people in front of her, and it was a wall that was brushed together.

Seeing the figure that appeared out of thin air, Murong Yi's heart moved, but he still burst out all of a sudden, "Lady, don't don't, don't go first, if you go over, you must be mentally prepared." ”

"What's going on with you? Your bunkers were blown up by yourself? "Why do you look like you are all killed?

Just when Murong Yi wanted to explain the truth of the matter to Shui Yi'er, he saw that Mo Qianyin looked like he was about to die, and was taken out of it, and when he regained his free body domination, he immediately leaned against the wall, "cough, cough, cough..."

Before I could ask what was going on, I heard an angry roar from the kitchen, "Next! ”

"Next?!" What's that? What are you doing, the next one?

I saw Murong Yi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately cried with a sad face, and responded to the kitchen sickly, "Coming~~~" The voice was often resentful, and Shui Yi'er felt pity in his heart, so he looked at his master who was dominating the demon world, and also looked at the kitchen door with a sad hatred.

So soon, Shui Yi'er knew what was going on, it turned out that Yu Fei, who followed Mo Qianyin home, wanted to show off her strength when she saw Mo Qianyin's magnificent kitchen, and her beloved girl cooked something for herself, of course Mo Qianyin was very happy, but when Yu Fei brought out the finished product, Mo Qianyin was bitter, and it just so happened that the Demon Lord, who got up early and had nothing to do, came with his wife to feel the breath