"The deity has never blamed Xia'er." The slender hand ran through her long silky hair, softly, "No matter what Xia'er does, Xia'er is a good sister of the deity." ”

Beautiful eyes surge, like a pool of water. "Why? Why? To be so good to Xia'er? ”

If it was her before, what she wanted was not love, but love.

And now, she clearly understands that the only thing he can give her is love.

"Xia'er has always been a good sister of the deity." He looked at her with a little distress, if he hadn't snubbed her back then, she wouldn't have ended up like this.

"Xie Lu Xie...... Xia'er's good brother. She cried, stood up, and looked at him closely. I'm sorry...... Xia'er is wrong, Xia'er is wrong, can you let Xia'er hug you? ”

Yan Yeming nodded, and opened his arms resignedly, his little face close to him, and let her tears stain his robe.

"Xia'er, go back to the deity, okay?"

She sobbed for a moment and looked up at him in horror. "No...... Not ......"

There was a touch of sourness at the corners of her mouth, with her dirty body now, how could she continue to stay by his side?

She betrayed him, she is a rakshasa, if he doesn't dislike her, she will dislike herself. She wasn't going to come back to him.

"And where are you going?"

Where to go? She blinked her eyes in confusion, how big is this world? But there was no place for her.

However, the emperor lives up to his wishes.

She decided to go on her own.

"Xia'er wants to be alone."

"Hmm."

She suddenly pushed him away and looked at him with a smile on her face, "Wait for Xia'er, Xia'er will give you something." She laughed heartily, turned around, and ran off into the distance.

The slender hand passed through the sea of flowers, and the white hand became even whiter against the color of the firelight. Wonderful eyes stared at him with a smile.

One by one, they were plucked and became a fiery bouquet.

Fingertips are lightly gripped, and sorrow melts between eyebrows. Ran over, strands of black hair flowing behind him.

"Here you go." She reached out and handed him the flower in her hand, her face showing no shyness.

The flower of the other side, the flower of death, also represents the death of her love, but she will silently guard him behind her.

This flower has returned because of her resurrection.

The hand of the rakshasa was stained with blood, and the flowers on the other side were red.

"Xia'er." He took it, his face full of worry, "You really decided?" ”

"Hmm."

The flower in the hand still has a trace of warmth, and there is a drop of crystal dew on the heart of the flower, which is crystal clear, just like a girl's tears.

The flowers were sent, but the white clothes gradually faded.

"Xia'er." Looking at the girl who fled in embarrassment, his gaze softened more and more.

Behind him, no one noticed that the glowing soul power had flashed into the body of the girl lying on the ground.

The hand rubbed the aching head, blinked his eyes, and woke up.

At this time, Yan Yeming also felt a slight movement behind him and turned his head.

Looking at each other, Feng Jiutian's eyes widened in surprise, "Why are you here?" He rubbed his worried eyes vigorously and looked at the person in front of him in a daze.

It's still that handsome and incomprehensible face, a little cold.

"Didn't I die?" As he spoke, he let go and pinched his face, and a wave of pain came.

Feng Jiutian shouted, and then muttered to himself, "Oh, it turned out to be true." ”

Yan Yeming was amused by her appearance, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. "Indeed, you are not dead."

Feng Jiutian glared at him and said, "What are you laughing at, tell me, how did you end up here?" Forehead ......"

Her mind suddenly flooded with everything that had happened before, she was not taken to the underworld by the Eastern Emperor Desert, and her soul was withdrawn, so she lost consciousness.

Then I woke up and found it here.

"The deity hasn't asked you why you're here?" Yan Ye looked at her with a smile.

"Of course I was arrested, ah, no, you should have answered my question first, how did it become that I answered your question first, come on, why are you here? What about the Eastern Emperor Desert? ”

Thinking of the Eastern Emperor Desert, Feng Jiu Tianjiu felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"The deity doesn't want to answer your question, the deity is just here to take you away." Yan Yeming returned to his previous grim expression, "Get up and go with the deity." ”

Feng Jiutian glared at him, dragging something.

When I stood up, my feet hurt a lot, and my whole body sat down again, and my buttocks felt a heart-piercing pain.

Damn, something went wrong with this leg at a critical moment, how did she get out? If you can't get out, you will fall into the hands of that pervert in Donghuang Mo.

"Ah, hey, Lord Mozun, come here." Feng Jiutian shouted loudly to Yan Yeming, who had already walked not far away.

"Woman? What is the matter of finding the deity? He turned his head, a slight smile on his lips.

"Come here first, hurry up." Feng Jiutian wrinkled his little face and looked at him with annoyance.

"Why do you want the deity to come, if you want the deity to come, you ask the deity?"

Feng Jiutian gritted his teeth and endured it, "Okay, even if I beg you, can you come over?" ”

Yan Ye heard the voice, and sure enough, he came over, and looked her up and down, "Woman? What are you looking for? ”

"My feet hurt to death."

"Your feet hurt to death, what's the matter with Guan Benzun?" Yan Ye grimaced.

"Lord Demon Venerable, you will be a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the west, since you are here to save me, then help me and take me out." I can't do it on my feet. Feng Jiutian endured the severe pain, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"What do you want the deity to do?"

Feng Jiutian was about to collapse, this stinky Yan Yeming, whether he really knew whether he was still teasing her.

"You...... Carry me out of the slur. Feng Jiutian shook his hand and rubbed his foot joints with his other hand.

"Why did the deity carry the deity, the deity didn't come to save you from the deity in the first place."

"If you help out, you'll die, if my spiritual power wasn't blocked now, you think I'd be looking for you." Feng Jiu was annoyed.

"The deity is gone."

"Ah, hey, stand still." Feng Jiutian was so anxious that he called out, "You help me, count me as owing you a favor." ”

"Say it louder, the deity can't hear it."

"I said, you help me, count me as owing you a favor." Feng Jiutian's face was already flushed, and his mouth was flattened.

Yan Yeming squatted down directly, and the handsome and demonic face was horizontal in front of her, and the amethyst eyes looked at her fixedly.

Feng Jiutian couldn't help but swallow his saliva, staring at that face with burning eyes.

Oh yes, the skin is so good, you can't even see the pores.

The warm breath blew on her face, gently brushing like a feather, bringing a hint of shiver.

She suddenly had a reverie, and pink bubbles appeared, in fact, Yan Yeming was good.