Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Slap in the Face, Give a Sweet Date?
I don't know how long it took, but when Xia Chan Wu opened her eyes again, there were no more piercing screams in her ears, and there were no more spirits shuttling in front of her.
The surrounding area is so quiet, so quiet that it is comfortable.
"Are you awake?"
A magnetic male voice burst from her left, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill.
Turning his eyes, he saw Jing Ge beside him, his body obediently leaning against the soft chair, looking a little tired.
At this time, she also realized that they had left the seventh temple and left the underworld, and at this moment they were sitting in Jing Ge's "private car", wantonly shuttling through all things in the yang world.
The sky outside the car window is faintly lit, signaling that a new day is coming.
"It seems that this trip to the underworld took a whole night." A certain girl stared at the only remaining stars in the sky, a little distracted.
"Does it still hurt?" The owner of the voice spoke again.
Xia Chanwu came back to his senses, and was confused about the question he asked: "Huh? What the? ”
"Yours here." Jing Ge raised his hand and pointed at her neck: "Does it still hurt?" ”
Neck? What's wrong with the neck?
Reaching out and touching it, Xia Cicada Wu remembered that he had just been knocked unconscious by someone in the hell of flowers and gravel.
It's unlucky.
The hatred in a certain girl's heart: Why is her poor neck always attacked? Cold madmen are like that, and so is this pervert.
Hmph, is it great that you have kung fu? Light will bully her, a weak woman who is powerless, what kind of hero! Do you like to hit other people's necks, don't hide if you have the ability, let Miss Ben also put a few palms on your neck, and everyone will taste it.
As soon as he thought of this, Xia Chanwu glared at Jing Ge angrily: "What do you say? ”
Rubbing her poor neck, it doesn't hurt anymore, but she just doesn't like the feeling of being kneaded casually, so when she spoke again, her voice was still mixed with a slight smell of gunpowder: "Good and decent, why did you knock me out?" ”
"I ......" Xia Chan Dance's questioning made Jing Ge a little overwhelmed.
He is a person who is not good at explaining, and he never disdains to spend more meaningless words with others, but in the face of this stupid woman, he doesn't want to be misunderstood by her and doesn't want to create a gap between him.
"I'm sorry, Cicada Dance. In that case, I had to hurt you. Believe me, there won't be a next time. ”
"Cut~" Regarding Jing Ge's explanation, a certain girl ignored it with obvious disapproval.
What is this? A slap in the face, give a sweet date?
"Cicada Dance ......" He was completely exhausted and fell into contemplation.
"Silly." Looking at the serious expression of the man in front of him, Xia Chanwu couldn't help but snicker, thinking that although this person put on an expression that no one was close to all day long, his serious appearance at this time was as pitiful as a big boy.
However, although Jing Ge said so, she still faintly felt that something was wrong.
It's so decent, why did he stun himself? If only it was to stop her, it would be nice to take her away by force, so why stun her? So what happened after that? Why did he say that the situation at that time was a last resort?
She remembered that she was thinking about whether to go to hell when Jing Ge suddenly rushed over and hugged her, said something inexplicable, and then knocked her unconscious, and woke up again to be the way she is now.
And now Jing Ge looks very weak no matter how you look at it, so what happened during this period?
Thinking of this, Xia Chanwu couldn't help but move her body, leaned towards Jing Ge, and asked, "Then what happened after you knocked me unconscious?" And besides, we're just leaving, what about those bad things? Without the fusion of the second positive energy, the resentment in the underworld cannot be dissipated, and they will have to continue to stay there and suffer. ”
"Father Emperor is right, you do have a heart that cares for all sentient beings."
Jing Ge looked back at her and comforted: "Don't worry, the second positive energy has been achieved." The two resentments in the underworld have dissipated because of the fusion of the two positive energies, and those yin people have also escaped from hell and returned to their respective jobs. ”
"What, did they all come out of hell?" Hearing this, Xia Chan was so happy that he dragged Jing Ge and shook it for a while: "Great! That's great! They were saved, their resentment was gone, and we succeeded, ha...... Haha......"
"Ahem......" Jing Ge was shaken by her, and Xia Cicada Wu let go when she saw this, but at the same time she felt that something was very wrong.
"I didn't go to hell, how did you get the second positive energy?" Looking at Jing Ge's weak appearance, Xia Chanwu faintly felt that the acquisition of the second positive energy might be inseparable from him.
In the end, she couldn't help but ask, "Jing Ge, why do you look so weak, what happened in the underworld just now?" ”
"Don't think about it, nothing happened." Jing Ge's answer is ambiguous, and there is a lot of meaning to avoid the important and trivial. From beginning to end, his body was obediently clinging to the soft chair, and he never moved for half a minute.
"Well! Spear! ...... "A certain girl is angry, she doesn't like to be fooled like a child.
"Alright, let's rest for a while, we're almost there." A certain gentleman cleverly changed the topic.
Sure enough, a certain girl was successfully recruited: "What, what's coming?" Where are we going? ”
Only then did she notice that the hearse they were riding in was no longer traveling through everything, but through endless flowers.
Everywhere the eyes go, there are extremely beautiful flowers blooming, and each one presents the most beautiful posture, which is so shy, as if the flowers of the world are concentrated here at this moment.
The so-called dazzling eyes are perfect for describing the present. She Xia Cicada Dance dares to promise that even if she lives a few more lifetimes, she is afraid that she will not see so many flowers.
"Oh my God, it's just a sea of flowers, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful."
A certain girl couldn't help but sigh, and heard Jing Ge's salty and indifferent words in her ears: "We are about to reach the heavenly dome." ”