The next day, rumors spread in the Six Realms.

It is rumored that he was bogeyed and debauched, and was expelled from the illusion by the saint of the illusion.

It is rumored that the god of war in the fairy world stole in the mortal world, was captured by the Hundred Flowers Fairy, and blackened his eye socket with a punch.

It is rumored that he was concerned about the witch of the ghost world, and after being rejected, the overlord made a bow and was thrown out of the ghost world by the witch.

I covered my head with a faint pain, listening to Qingmo chattering about rumors, and couldn't help laughing, "He was obviously thrown out of the illusion by me, how can it be rumored that he can be involved with the Hundred Flowers Fairy and the Witch of the Ghost Realm?"

Qingmo was interested, came to my side, and while drinking tea, he told the past of the witch of the ghost world.

"The holy maiden doesn't know, this witch of the ghost world is not ordinary! When Rong Dian was a thousand years old and experienced the first tribulation, she was struck by a thousand heavenly lightning and fell into the ghost world, and her life hung by a thread. In order to save him, the shrine maiden spent most of her resentment. But the ghost world and the fairy world have always been at odds, and the witch of the ghost world has completely angered the ghost world. The ghost world can't tolerate her anymore. ”

I've never heard of it before.

Qingmo said that when he said about Xing, spit flew everywhere, "Rong Dian saw that the witch was pitiful, so he brought her back to the fairy world. Just when the immortals thought that the witch was going to fly on the branch as a phoenix, one night, Rong Dian actually threw the witch out of the hall, and the witch was ashamed and angry, left the fairy world, and disappeared again. It wasn't until recent years that the witch returned to the ghost world, and it is said that she had made great contributions to the ghost world, and then the official was reinstated. ”

I was immediately interested in this shrine maiden, and if I had the chance, I would like to go to the ghost world to meet her.

"Holy Maiden, I think you should be a little gentle with Rong Dian. Qingmo tilted his head and kindly persuaded me.

I lowered my head and embroidered the handkerchief in my hand, "What do you mean by that?"

"Rong Dian's elegance is peerless, if you keep ignoring him, what if he changes his mind?"

I finished embroidering the veil and nodded with satisfaction, boasting that I had some talent for embroidery.

I handed the veil into Qingmo's hands and instructed, "Give the veil to the Demon King! I'm really sorry that he was beaten for no reason last night." ”

"Huh?" Qingmo looked down at the handkerchief in his hand, "Holy Maiden, what are you embroidering all this?"

"Horns, you see, crooked, thick, black, don't they look like the horns on the head of the demon king?"

"Well, you're a saint, and you're right to say anything. ”

Qingmo put away the handkerchief and ran away, but I always thought this girl was weird.

The sun is warm and the cicadas are chirping. I ascended to the altar and leaned against the statue of the Mother Emperor, lazy and half-lying.

Recently, I've been concentrating on cultivation, and it's boring. It's rare that the weather is good today, and I am pillowing the stone statue of the mother emperor, as if I am sprinkling at her feet.

"No one has ever mentioned my father to me, but I think you must love him very much, Mother!" I put the glass beads in the sunlight and squinted to explore the mysteries inside.

I don't know if I was dazzled by the sun or what, but I felt a slight movement in the stone statue of the Mother Emperor.

"Mother?" I retracted the glass beads and looked up at the stone statue.

A handkerchief fluttered down from above, and happened to fall on my face, and the lifelike horns on the top were clearly visible.

This is not the veil I gave to the Demon King, how can I be here?

When I was confused, Rong Ji slowly fell from the sky, and his face was slightly red, I don't know if it was red by the sun or because of shame.

He bowed respectfully to the statue, and then stared at me with very ambiguous eyes.

"Do you think the cold water I poured is not cold enough?

Rong Ji squatted down, and the corners of his mouth were a smile that couldn't be hidden, "Ge'er, I didn't know you were so hard-mouthed!"

I subconsciously touched my lips, soft and glutinous, "You're hard!"

He blushed slightly, "It's hard because of you." ”

What the hell is Rong Ji talking nonsense? Twist and twist, doesn't he know that I'm in a cold war with him?

He snatched the veil from my hand, "I will treasure the veil you gave me." The song embroidery is good and lifelike. ”

I asked, confused, "Do you know what I'm embroidering?"

He made a silent gesture and dragged me down from the altar, "There are some things that are not appropriate to discuss in front of the stone statue of your mother. ”

I was even more skeptical that what I was talking to him about was the same thing.

I pushed him away slightly, pointed to the horns on the handkerchief, and asked, "Are you sure what I'm embroidering?"

There was a pool of spring water in his eyes, and he couldn't dissolve the tenderness, "Isn't the song embroidered exactly my ......?"

Halfway through his speech, he seemed to feel embarrassed, blushed, and pressed my hand towards his lower abdomen, "Ge'er can embroider a little straighter and longer next time!"

I subconsciously lowered my head, and the feeling of a hard foreign object in my hand made me suddenly realize. This guy is indeed a misunderstanding!

I quickly withdrew my hand, pointed to the handkerchief and explained, "I'm not so nasty, embroidering that thing!"

"Oh, tell me what this is?" he raised an eyebrow, his hands unconsciously wrapping around my waist.

"This is the handkerchief that I spent half a day embroidering, and ordered Qingmo to give it to the demon king, and the embroidered on it is obviously his horn!" I snatched the handkerchief and muttered in a low voice, "It must be Qingmo, a stinky girl, who sent it to Rong Ji on her own initiative." ”

Rong Ji's face sank in an instant, his body exuded a cold air, and he gritted his teeth, "You embroidered a handkerchief for him?"

"Nope. "I kicked him in the lower abdomen, I was still angry with him, he was fine, and when we met, I either hugged or hugged.

Rong Ji hung his head a little dejectedly, but still tucked the handkerchief into his chest, "I don't have it, and he won't have it." ”

He wrapped my hand in his big hand, like a treasure for his beloved, and gently placed it on his chest, "That day, it was me who was wrong. ”

"Huh?"

"I remembered my past life and was distraught. It just so happened that the queen mother passed the sound, and I thought about going back to clear my thoughts first, but I forgot that you were too tired to move. It's not right for me to leave you behind, I've been feeling guilty all these days, I can't extricate myself, I don't dare to look at you squarely, I'm afraid that you will ignore me again. ”

I bit my lip and thought of the days I had spent in the hut waiting for Rong Ji's return, my eyes reddened, "Do you know how much I expected you to look back at me? But afterwards, you put on your clothes and became your immaculate fairy again, and you disdained me. ”

I pounded his chest and vented my frustration during this time, "Do you know how sad I was at that time?"

He kissed me apologetically on the forehead, apologized over and over again, and let me thrash, only hugging me tighter.

He pinned my hair behind my ears, and the kiss fell on my moist eyes, on my ears, and finally on my lips.