"Huh......" Hongzhi felt a little tired, and then lay on the bed prepared for himself, which seemed to be the living room of Bai Yulou, the bed prepared by Youmeng.

It seems to be for guests, although I don't know what guests will come over in this place, of course, it can't be Purple used...... Because Zi usually doesn't spend the night here, if he really wants to spend the night, he will probably sleep directly with Yuyuko or something, after all, it's a pair of good Ji friends, Hongzhi thought a little viciously.

Hmph, think about it and don't break the law, as long as you don't let other people know, then there is no problem......

In fact, Hongzhi now feels that he is a little cheap, and now the time is already night, but he finds that he actually feels a little nostalgic for the Westward Demon.

Well, it's obviously a very dangerous thing, but I just want to see it, and I can't sleep when I lie in bed.

Sure enough, he got up, and Hongzhi woke up, and then carefully opened the door......

Can't sleep this kind of thing is still relatively rare for Hongzhi, in the past, it has always been good to eat and sleep well, but today I can't sleep, this is definitely not simple.

In the middle of the night, the White Jade Tower was very quiet, and there was nothing but a silent ghost floating in the sky......

Of course, the environment of the White Jade Tower itself is not particularly beautiful, but it is extraordinarily quiet and serene, maybe for the deceased, it is necessary to have such an environment, and I don't understand why this White Jade Building will become the underworld, but later I learned that the White Jade Building is just a part of the underworld.

The entire land of the underworld is very vast, and what Hongzhi saw at the beginning was only a small part of the underworld, and later, Hongzhi noticed the vastness of the underworld......

It's really surprising that the size of the underworld, and the meaning of the real existence of the underworld, are not as superficial as they seem.

The task of the underworld is to deal with most of the ghosts, so that the forces of hell and the human world form a balance point, similarly, the underworld is a part of hell, and like the old hell, it is under the jurisdiction of hell, but in fact, the underworld has its own master, and there is not only one underworld in the world......

The master of the underworld, strength and ability, are very important tests, so the Hades are generally very strong, and the identity of Yuyuko is really unreminiscent of the word Hades, but in fact, she is the master of the underworld......

Lord Yuyuko is really different from his own level, and a person like himself can only look up to such a spiritual leader......

Hard, it's hard......

Thinking so, Hongzhi could only sigh slightly, because other things, even if he wanted to, he couldn't do it......

Came to the hall of the white jade building, and then looked at the dry tree from a distance, recalling the scenery of a hundred flowers blooming and the fragrance of birds, cherry blossom petals in the sky, and beautiful girls, I felt a little weird, and then, Hongzhi took a deep breath and slowly approached this monster tree......

There is an enchantment around the monster tree, and it is impossible to get close to it at all, so it is strange how he was affected last time.

If you think about it carefully, there are really a lot of strange things recently, so many strange things come together, but it's not strange that this thing itself is the strangest thing, and Hongzhi feels that it seems necessary to think about his own things and the etiquette that he can encounter these things.

Leaning against the side of the barrier, Hongzhi himself felt a little stressed......

It is said that this cherry blossom tree can also make people die, and it can also suck human blood, is it really okay to do such a heartbreaking thing by yourself, but thinking back to the girl last time, Hongzhi didn't think that person would hurt himself so much, and he didn't know how he got his confidence, but Hongzhi knew it, and he clearly believed in it.

I don't know if it's right or wrong, but trust is trust, and the whole thing just can't change......

It's like I think it's strange, but I still believe in Purple and Yuyuko, and this mood won't change if someone else says something......

The most difficult thing for a person to distort is his own thoughts, because human beings themselves are creatures that change their consciousness because of their own thoughts.

"Westward Demon, what kind of thing is it......" Hongji knew that it was not good for him to wander around alone in the underworld at night, but at this moment, his thinking was a little wandering, and he said, "Sakurahime......

There is some similarity to Yuyuko's appearance, although it shouldn't be her, or it has nothing to do with her at all, but, looking at it like this, it really makes people think of it, what an elegant person Yuyuko was in Xixing Temple back then......

The girl a long, long time ago, why did she choose to be with a monster like Yakumo Purple, and why did an arrogant monster like Yakumo Purple be with Yuyuko of Xixing Temple, this kind of thing is a qiē qiē, so that Hongzhi can't explain it.

There is no need for much explanation, because no one expects Hong's so-called explanation, it's just that Hongzhi himself is more and more concerned about this kind of thing......

It doesn't really have anything to do with other people......

Standing up again, even after staying by the side of the Westward Demon for so long, there was no change, so it can be seen that the last time was purely a coincidence or even just a dream.

In retrospect, why is there such a thing as a flying saucer in my body, that thing has been lost a long time ago.

If you think too much, you can't figure it out, and if you don't understand something, is there any reason to have to think about it, so there's no need to figure out what you can't understand.

Hongzhi is still living his daily life, perhaps, he can only spend it in such ignorance......

The barrier outside this withered cherry tree, Hongren still didn't plan to go in, because it was still too dangerous after all......

Although what I'm doing now,It feels like I'm playing with my life.,Even if I believe Sakurahime.,But Hongji himself doesn't know.,It's his own dream.,Or something else.,But according to what Purple is doing,It seems that it should not be an illusion......

But who knows, Sakurahime, whether there is a thing of zài, or whether the westward demon can exist or not...... It's always so hollow.

It's better to go back first, it's already dark, so Hongzhi still plans to go to sleep......

"Good night, westward demon, good night, Sakurahime." Hongzhi said, and then turned around.

Rustling, it seemed to be the sound of leaves rubbing, but when he turned around, there was nothing, the westbound demon was still like this, there was no movement, Hongzhi could only smile bitterly, and then Hongzhi turned his head and left here......

After all, he just couldn't sleep, but after coming out for a while, he felt a little sleepy.

After all, the human spirit is limited, and the spirit of people like Hongzhi is even more limited.

So, after thinking about it, I had to go to sleep.

I just hope that after tomorrow, I can exercise myself better.

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After Hongzhi left, an extra figure appeared on the branch of the Westbound Demon, silently looking at the back of the departing one......

The dress was particularly attractive, and there was a nightcap-like hat on top of her head...... A ribbon with a bow.

"Westbound Demon ......" The girl stomped on the branch she was on, but the branch did not move.

It seems that there is no trace of life at all, and even a huge monster tree like the Westward Demon seems to be a little weak in front of the girl.

However, even so, the girl can't do anything, only these simple actions...... This monster tree, which can suck people's death, is a huge lethality in itself, and at this moment, its existence is also special for Bai Yulou......

The girl's right hand, a parasol was propped up on the branch, and then, the girl's figure disappeared directly from the value......

"Sakurahime ......"

Such words echoed in the air like a murmur, carrying the last breath of the girl, and finally all disappeared.

The night was as calm as ever, and the huge monster tree stood alone in the center of the courtyard of the White Jade Tower, which was particularly vivid in this huge courtyard, but even if it was so distinct, there was no special feeling...... Nothing special continues to happen either.

When the silence reigned over the night, everyone's anger disappeared around the monster tree.

All that remains is indifference in the silence.