Jiang Muxue was sleeping soundly, where could she hear such complaints from the Evil Ghost King, when she woke up from a beautiful sleep, the Evil Ghost King was sitting on the white marble pillar practicing.

The black resentment bag was suspended in the air, the mouth of the bag was opened, and a steady stream of resentment flowed out of it, like a dexterous and tactful black python around the evil ghost king, circle after circle, looking from a distance, it looked like a black foggy winding mountain road.

If you look closely, those black resentments have all penetrated into the body of the Evil Ghost King unconsciously, faintly, there are white smoke coming out from the top of the Evil Ghost King's head, that situation, it is a bit of an air purifier, thinking of this, Jiang Muxue smiled in her heart.

She sat quietly on the cot and did not move for a long time.

Most of the day passed, and the grievances in the resentment bag were cleaned, and the Evil Ghost King opened his eyes contentedly, and the injuries suffered by the Rakshasa Ding's backlash were almost healed at this time.

"Awake?"

The Evil Ghost King glanced at Jiang Muxue lightly.

"Hmm."

Jiang Muxue replied simply, without words.

"This mission is well accomplished." When the demon king said this, he measured it purely from the measure of his anger.

"Specifically, the deity hasn't seen it yet, now you take out the yin-yang mirror."

Hearing the order, Jiang Muxue did so.

After reciting a spell, the yin-yang mirror floated out of Jiang Muxue's body, and with a flick of the evil ghost king, the yin-yang mirror suddenly shot out an extremely strong light, and the light hit the white marble wall, so everything Jiang Muxue experienced in this mission was like a movie, flashing one by one.

It was like this, and when it was over, the Demon King grinned.

The cold laughter, coupled with the dignity of the first feature of the universe, is really unbearable to look at.

"Little Things ......"

If Jiang Muxue heard correctly, the Evil Ghost King muttered something like this, and she didn't hear what was behind it.

"That man named Zou Xuanyi is so hateful, he ended up so well in this life, Xia Yu is also satisfied?"

Who is Zou Xuanyi? Who is Xia Yu? If it was in the past, he, the supreme Rakshasa King of the universe, would not have cared, but he felt that the means of punishing the villains by small things were a bit imbecile.

Look, in the human world for a few years, in addition to eating and drinking, talking with the Xia family's parents, and playing and playing, all that is left is to study and practice seriously, and say that it is good to punish the bad guys!

"Summer rain is good."

Jiang Muxue answered truthfully.

She didn't think Xia Yu was dissatisfied with anything, no, to be exact, Xia Yu didn't mention Zou Xuanyi before she was reincarnated.

Did you forget it or did it happen on purpose?

However, no matter what the reason, Jiang Muxue believes that Xia Yu has been put down.

Because of emotional matters, I can't pretend to be able to pretend.

But the Evil Ghost King didn't think so, he tirelessly taught Jiang Muxue for a long time, saying that he was probably more ruthless and how spicy the methods were, of course, he said that the purpose of these things was for the future, because the further he went, the more complicated the situation became, and the more difficult it became.

"But I think the best punishment for a man like Zou Xuanyi is emotional indifference, and he can't ask for it for life, which can be regarded as a real severe punishment."

Jiang Muxue regretted it after speaking, because the two huge scarlet eyes of the Evil Ghost King were staring at her, and Jiang Muxue had a burst of hair on her body.

Didn't speak all the time.

With a wave of the Demon King's big paws, a book appeared in the air, the cover of the book was black, and several large gilded characters were written on it: The Apocalypse of the Resentful Woman.

What the heck?

Jiang Muxue frowned.

With a flick of his fingers, the book was opened, and inside was a golden and translucent paper, and on the first page, there was a dense passage: "Girlfriend Apocalypse: What is a girlfriend?" Good people who can wear the same pair of pants. Such people often have the same interests, hobbies, and visions. Even so, the chances of the two girlfriends falling in love with the same man are very high. In the interaction with girlfriends, you must pay attention to keeping a certain distance, otherwise, it is easy to turn girlfriends into enemies......"

Jiang Muxue was simply sweating......

"The deity is idle and bored, and is going to write a book, the name of which is the Apocalypse of the Resentful Woman, Xiao Xue'er, what do you think?"

“……”

Jiang Muxue held back the word "good" for a long time.

The Devil King seemed very interested, waved his big paw, and continued to write on the golden paper: One of the ways to deal with a cowardly and incompetent and fickle scumbag, emotional indifference.

“……”

Jiang Muxue pulled the colorful Xia clothes on her body, and quickly lowered her head, the persistence of the evil ghost king...... I can't bear to look at it.

However, the Evil Ghost King didn't pay attention to Jiang Muxue's reaction, and the sound of "rustling" writing came intermittently. The word scumbag suddenly reminded Jiang Muxue of Wang Mingyang, and she couldn't help but think, if she went back one day, how would she punish a scumbag like Wang Mingyang?

Unconsciously, the hall was filled with a gray atmosphere.

The sound of "whoosh" came and interrupted Jiang Muxue's train of thought, and she realized that the bag of resentment had been opened again, and the mouth of the bag was facing her.

"Xiao Xue'er, your resentment this time is very heavy, look, gray!"

"You have to learn to turn resentment into strength, and what should be settled will end one day."

"Turn resentment into strength? Oh, that's a good word. As if he remembered something, the Devil King hurriedly opened the black book, and the sound of "rustling" rang out.

OK！ Jiang Muxue admitted that the atmosphere in which she released her resentment was completely destroyed, and she actually had the urge to laugh in her heart.

After a while, the Demon King closed the black book and looked down at the little wraith.

"After this practice, the deity has recovered to forty percent, I have to say, the resentment you brought back is very pure, and the power contained in it is also very strong, Xiao Xue'er, if there are two more times, the deity can start to repair your soul for you, are you happy?"

Jiang Muxue nodded.

The Evil Ghost King didn't seem to be very satisfied with Jiang Muxue's reaction, frowned, and didn't say anything more.

"King."

After staying for a long time, Jiang Muxue opened her mouth and shouted.

Seeing that the Evil Ghost King opened his eyes, he hurriedly said: "In the end, I came back like this, Xia Yu's parents, will they be okay?" Actually, what she wanted to talk about was how her life in the scene ended.

She remembers vividly that she was watching the sunset on the shores of Lake Savoa, and then fell asleep in the beauty and woke up to the Yellow Spring.

"It's over, it's all over there."

What do you mean? At that time, Xia Lei, Gao Mingzhu, and Wang Lihua ...... Have all the people and things disappeared?

That's what it means. Xiao Xue'er, those scenes are just the illusion of the original space-time trajectory of the Buddha-figure, for those resentful spirits who cannot be reincarnated, no, to be exact, the resentment in their hearts. If they don't really interpret it for them, how can they release the resentment in their hearts? ”

Is that so?

"Besides, time goes by and never looks back, Xiao Xue'er, you should understand that for mortals, if time can really be turned back, then this avenue of heaven and earth will really be chaotic. That's why they can't go back to the scene and start over in person. ”

"What about me?"

"You? Of course you are different, you are sent by the Buddha-figure, you are the representative, but you are the supreme Buddha-figure. ”

When the Demon King said this, he was very domineering.

After speaking, with a wave of his palm, the white palace darkened, and Jiang Muxue sat on the small bed in a daze, is this another rest?

However, she was really not tired.

Looking at the white marble pillar, the Demon King closed her eyes again and began to practice, her expression was focused, as if she was watching a cartoon, motionless, I don't know how long it took, and then fell asleep again.