Yang Ziying was happy, and Jiang Muxue was also happy.

Not only because she completed the task well, but because this mission is over, the Rakshasa King can help her repair her soul after refining her resentment. She is looking forward to this.

This time, the Rakshasa King didn't run around, and when Jiang Muxue came in, he was writing his own works seriously.

After Jiang Muxue saw it, she tiptoed away, lest she disturb the great writer.

I don't know how long the sound of "rustling" lasted, and finally stopped, the Rakshasa King stretched his waist, but in the next second, he turned around sharply, stretched out his big paws, and Jiang Muxue screamed and flew into the air.

Then it fell violently, and the moment it hit the ground, it suddenly stopped, and just like that, up and down, up and down, up and down......

"Haha, every time I finish writing these apocalypse, the deity feels in good spirits."

I don't know how long, the Rakshasa King gently put Jiang Muxue on the ground, shook his body proudly, and didn't pay attention to Jiang Muxue who was turned around.

Jiang Muxue's previous expectations and excitement were completely gone, and the whole person was not good.

Demon King!!

Jiang Muxue suddenly felt that calling this monster and demon king was already a lift!!

Taking the grievance bag, the Evil Ghost King jumped directly onto the white marble column, still ignoring Jiang Muxue.

The familiar realm of swallowing clouds and spitting fog was staged again, this time, Jiang Muxue lost interest in watching, and lay quietly on the small bed, her head was so dizzy that she almost felt like she was going to vomit.

In a daze, unconsciously, I fell asleep.

The Evil Ghost King only practiced half a pillar of incense this time, and most of the grievances he had collected were left, so he estimated it slightly, collected the grievance bag, and with a "swish" sound, it was transferred instantly.

"Little thing, don't blame the deity, mending the soul is not as simple as you think."

After speaking, with a wave of his palm, the white veil slowly opened, and the Evil Ghost King stared at Jiang Muxue, and then took out a small red gourd from his waist.

The gourd is bright in color, with a faint luster, and a small wooden plug with a tiger head is inserted on it, and the eyes of the little tiger are particularly smart, big, and the charm is very naughty.

The Evil Ghost King stood the little gourd in his palm, then closed his eyes, his black lips moved, and the tiger's head and the little wooden plug suddenly left, and the little gourd turned upside down, a kind of golden and sparkling medicine. The powder was slowly sprinkled, and soon, a layer fell on the colorful Xia clothes.

The colorful Xia clothes are decorated with dotted decorations, reflecting countless faint golden beams.

In an instant, the Evil Ghost King put away the small gourd, instantly transferred it to the marble column again, and sat cross-legged.

With a hook of his index finger, Jiang Muxue's soul slowly rose and floated in.

She seemed to be sleeping soundly, not noticing any movement.

The colorful Xia robe slowly slid down, and a faint and even somewhat fluttering soul appeared, and the Evil Ghost King glanced at it carefully, his brows furrowed.

Although this colorful Xia Yi has the effect of holding the soul and preventing it from being lost, after all, the days have passed, and the little resentful spirit has been in the scene for a long time, and its soul has reached a very fragile point due to all kinds of fatigue and tossing.

Taking a deep breath, the Evil Ghost King closed his eyes, and the Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened, emitting an incomparably gentle golden light.

When the golden light hit Jiang Muxue's throat chakra, she frowned violently while she was sleeping, and then her limbs twitched, she shook her head vigorously, wanting to open her eyes, but her brain became more and more obsessed, and she couldn't open her eyes.

Even though she let out a high-pitched, painful scream, she was still in a nightmare.

In less than a moment of incense, Jiang Muxue's voice was already hoarse.

Another stick of incense passed......

Another stick of incense passed......

It was all over when the small colorful bells around the hall lit up.

Jiang Muxue slowly opened her eyes, only to feel sore.

"Wang ......"

"I just had a nightmare where someone kept choking my throat and making me breathless......"

At this time, Jiang Muxue was very weak, her voice was faint, and she was like a mosquito humming.

"That's not a nightmare, it's the deity mending your third spirit, your spirit. The qi is in the throat chakra, so the process of repairing needs to lock your throat from time to time, so that's why you feel that way. ”

Because of exhaustion, the voice of the demon king was also a little weak.

Mending the soul? Ha...... Jiang Muxue looked excited, "Then, has it been repaired?" ”

It seems to be the third spirit, the spirit.

The Evil Ghost King didn't speak, opened the Yin-Yang Mirror, and let Jiang Muxue look at the phantom shadow in the mirror.

The soul is faint, but the wheel corridor is very clear, look carefully at the eyebrows and eyes, exactly the same as the **mortal self.

Everything else is very light, only the throat chakra is complete, flawless, and even a little ** that kind of fullness.

At this moment, Jiang Muxue's heart was full of gratitude, and she bowed deeply to the Evil Ghost King, she had just been pranked or something, and she had completely forgotten about it.

"This is what you said when you signed the contract with the deity, and the deity should abide by it."

The Demon King was very polite, waved his hand, and said, "Your soul has just undergone restoration, take a good rest for a few days and then go through the scene." These days, the deity also has to retreat and cultivate, and there is nothing particularly important, so it is not allowed to disturb. ”

"Yes." Jiang Muxue nodded seriously.

Suddenly, the Demon King picked up his black cloak and waved it lightly, and disappeared.

After a moment of excitement, Jiang Muxue slowly closed her eyes, this rest was three days, and when she woke up, there was still no trace of the Evil Ghost King.

After another two days, the Evil Ghost King still did not appear, Jiang Muxue and the others were a little anxious and bored, she wanted to go down to do the task, but the grievance bag was not in her hand.

Thinking of this, Jiang Muxue smiled embarrassedly, even if she had a grievance bag, what could she do?

Every time she carried out a mission, it was the Demon King who sent her into the situation.

Before leaving, the Evil Ghost King said that he wanted to retreat, Jiang Muxue naturally understood the meaning of these two words, and she didn't dare to open the mark casually to disturb.

What if the Demon King's practice reached a critical point, and she was so rash to disturb and go mad?

Walking around the main hall, moving, and unconsciously walking to the desk, there were not many books on the smooth marble desk, and the eye-catching "Apocalypse of the Resentful Woman" was standing quietly and straight in a corner, Jiang Muxue's eyes lit up, and she came to read it casually.

She admits that she read the book with a complete sense of banter.

Just like at the beginning, when the Demon King first named the book "The Apocalypse of the Resentful Woman", she secretly almost burst out laughing.

And after each mission, the words written by the Evil Ghost King are even more unbearable, many of them come from what she said in the mission scene, where is this creation, more like sorting out her quotations.

In the face of these, Jiang Muxue was neither complacent nor ashamed, and completely regarded this matter as a boring prank of the evil ghost king.

It just so happened that now she was bored, and the corners of Jiang Muxue's mouth rose, "Look at what he wrote this time." ”

When I turned to the scene of this mission, sure enough, the Evil Ghost King sorted out a lot, and the title was also set, called "Collision of Elegance and Vulgarity".

Well? Who is elegant? Who is vulgar?

Jiang Muxue paused, then nodded, quite appropriate, roughly referring to Yang Ziying's words and deeds Although she can't speak, her words and deeds are much more elegant than Qi Suzhen's.

"It's not just about origin, sometimes it's not about origin."

"If a person wants to concentrate on self-cultivation, ten years ago and ten years later, they can be judged as two people."

"This kind of elegance and vulgarity, although words and actions are only outward manifestations, but by observing a person's appearance, it can also be intuitive inward."

"Treat the coarse, immoral intruder with grace."

Jiang Muxue nodded while reading, writing was very interesting.

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