Tear—"

He let out a slight gasp, presumably because I had deliberately pushed myself too hard, and it hurt the wound.

"I'm sorry, I'm just curious. He was silent for a moment, then apologized to me.

I snorted, not trying to ignore him. Even if I told him what I was doing with him in the sea of irises, he might not believe it. If I don't believe, why should I waste my tongue!

"Angry?" Rong Ji looked at my face cautiously, clumsily not knowing what to say, "I didn't mean to question you, I just, just ......"

I covered his mouth and shouted, "Lie down and sleep!"

"Good. ”

He and I lay side by side on the boat, letting it float slowly across the moat and drift with the current.

"How did you go from a demon to a demon?"

Tolerance had noticed the change in me, but he wasn't shocked.

"How do you tell?" I can't tell the difference between a demon and a demon.

"The resentment in you is gone. ”

I muttered, "It's really a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory! Because of fate, I have obviously cultivated the body of a fairy, how can you see it as a demon with cloudy eyes?"

"How dare you call me a dog?" he glared at me with a frown.

I sneered, "Aren't you forced to speak at all! ”

Rong Ji nodded with satisfaction, and stopped chewing words with me.

The sky was full of bright stars, and several meteors crossed by.

I closed my eyes and made a vow reverently.

May my illusion be free of disasters and difficulties, may I and Rongji be able to achieve positive results, and may the people of Li be safe and smooth. I have to say that Master's old stubbornness, although it is a little strange, is still very kind-hearted.

After retrieving the memories of my previous life, I always remembered Master's instructions and did not dare to kill innocents indiscriminately. In my heart, I hope that the people of Li can be happy and healthy.

Rong Ji turned his head to look at me earnestly, and a smile appeared on his face, "You should know, meteors can't help people realize their dreams. ”

I said solemnly, "But making a wish can make me happy, it can make me feel comfortable." It doesn't matter if he can make it happen!"

"You women, are you all so casual?" The shallow pear vortex quietly bloomed, and the good-looking lips were slightly raised.

I unconsciously leaned close to his face and kissed his usually imperceptible pear vortex, "You laugh, it's so sweet." ”

"Get out of the way!"

"I don't!" I pressed against his chest as he was so badly wounded that I couldn't move, and pecked at his increasingly tender lips.

When I was still lying back in my place, a hint of cunning flashed in Rong Ji's apricot eyes, and he grabbed my hand and didn't let go.

He took advantage of the situation and pushed me down, and the force was amazing.

I looked at him in surprise and stammered, "You, aren't you immobile?"

"Why, do you know you're scared?" he leaned down and easily pried open my closed lips and teeth.

"Hmm......"

His cold hand swept over my cheek, but it quickly ignited my body like a spark. My consciousness was fading, watching the meteors flying in the sky, trying to fight back, but because I forgot to breathe, I almost fainted from suffocation.

"Stupid. You won't breathe?" Rong Ji asked reluctantly letting go of me, rather helplessly.

"I forgot, can't you be gentle?" I grumbled, gasping for air.

I really don't know what he does with a straight face all day long, obviously laughing like a spring breeze, but he rarely sees a smile for ten thousand years.

Rong Ji pointed at himself and asked me suspiciously, "Where am I murderous?"

"You're fierce everywhere!"

"Yes, the little lady is right!" the demon king came out of the water and splashed me all over.

He looked at my eyes, and they were as bright as the stars.

"Little lady, go back with Lao Tzu and be the lady of the village!" he took my hand and dragged it hard into the water.

I'm afraid of water, so I'm naturally very resistant. Holding Rong Ji's arm again and again, he kicked the Demon King hard, "Ink stained dust, you figure it out, I don't disdain to be your wife!"

Rong Ji slapped away the hand on my wrist with a palm wind, and warned coldly, "The woman who dares to touch me is trying to seek death?"

"Phew, she's Lao Tzu, and she has a half-dime relationship with you, do you dare to fight with Lao Tzu?" Mo Zhanchen's huge body jumped onto the flat boat and confronted Rong Ji-for-tat.

I looked at Rong Ji worriedly and tugged at his shirt, "Are you crazy?

"You stand back. "Rong Ji placed me behind him, blocking the Demon King's view.

The demon king stepped forward and took a step, causing the boat to shake violently, "You are injured, Lao Tzu can't do anything to take advantage of people's danger! ”

"Does this hall need you to let me?" Rong Ji sneered, and he condensed his divine power in the palm of his left hand, and it was about to burst out.

But at this moment, I was dragged into the water by a miserable white hand, and it was so sudden that I didn't have time to struggle.

I was immersed in the cold water, looking up at the water and not realizing that I was gone, and I wanted to make a sound but my mouth was covered.

I stopped struggling and looked at her in confusion, "What are you doing, little ghost?"

He led me up to the riverbank, knelt down in front of me, and spoke earnestly.

"Sister Gege, please go to the Netherworld Ghost Realm to see the Ghost King!"

"What's wrong with Gu Huan?"

He refused to leave in front of Meng Po and drank up Meng Po soup. When he mentioned Gu Huan, his expression was anxious, presumably Gu Huan's situation must not be very optimistic.

"Not only that, but the Ghost King cried while drinking Meng Po soup, saying that he wanted to forget about you, a negative person. He continued, took out a bundle of scrolls, and handed it to me.

I opened the scroll, and there were black lines all over my head. Gu Huan actually drew the scene where I met him for the first time at the bottom of the river. I had two chicken legs on my head, and he painted the ugliness of my face blistered with chicken soup vividly.

At the most critical time, he also wrote an inscription on the side, "The world is stunning, sinking in chicken soup." Out of the water hibiscus, amazing and gorgeous. ”

Even a narcissistic person like me can't see the slightest sense of beauty in the picture scroll, Gu Huan can into the world's best?

I breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down for a moment before handing the scroll to the funeral, "What's so special about this painting?"

With a bitter little face, he said, "The Ghost King finished drinking Meng Po soup, and while crying, he held the chicken soup, and when he saw someone, he put a basin on his head, and he didn't stop without blistering on his face." Right now, the entire Netherworld Ghost Realm is terrified, and he is afraid of being bumped into by the Ghost King. ”

Alas, don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself! Gu Huan is the king of the ghost world, and his behavior is too inconsistent with his identity.

Lixian kept kneeling in front of me, staring at me with pitiful eyes. This white-faced little female ghost is lovely, and I can't bear to refuse her, so I had to twist a paper crane and let it send a message to Rong Ji, and then follow the death and re-enter the netherworld ghost world.