Then, Hua Yan stood up, put a piece of the corner of his clothes in the hand of the female ghost who did not cover his mouth, and explained to the female ghost: "This dress is made of silk spit out by the silkworm demon of ten thousand years, and it can be worn on the body to ward off evil spirits. ”

The female ghost didn't expect Hua Yan to put the clothes in her hands, and excitedly rubbed the material of the clothes with her fingers.

Even if she didn't have the opportunity to wear a wedding dress, it was enough to get her excited when the dress slipped through her hands.

The female ghost even began to fantasize that the dress was already on her body.

The female ghost looked at the material of the clothes stupidly, slowly rubbed along the edge of the clothes, and suddenly let out an exclamation: "This dress is not sewn!" ”

Hua Yan was stunned when she heard this, how could she not sew, just her broken stitches and couldn't even lock the edge of her clothes, and the seamless splicing technology?

Then Hua Yan lowered her head and looked at her wedding dress carefully: it was still as bright red as fire in her memory, soft and silky.

But...

As if she suddenly remembered something, Hua Yan jerked over her collar, and then Hua Yan's eyes glared at the boss: Actually... It's true... There is no sewing, this is not the wedding dress I wore when I married Gu...

After that, Hua Yan's memory was confused for a while, and she instantly recalled the red wedding dress that had lost its color in the Lethe River.

After a while, I remembered the huge driving car, the hundred ghosts opened the way, the heavens and people gave the wedding, and the suona sound was full of wedding clips...

Hua Yan hugged her head in pain: No, no, this is not right, her wedding was held in her makeshift hut, except for her father and mother, there was no one else, how could there be such a grand scene...

Hua Yan felt that her thoughts were getting more and more confused, and she seemed to see a person who couldn't see his face clearly bringing something to herself, and... And then there was no more...

As Hua Yan gradually went crazy, her spirit became unstable.

Jin Qing watched as several light clusters wanted to escape from Hua Yan's body, but they were restrained back by the dress on Hua Yan's body.

Then 707 exclaimed in Jin Qing's sea of consciousness: "That turned out to be a heavenly robe!" ”

Jin Qing: "?" What the hell is Tianyi?

707, who knew that his host had no culture, explained to Jin Qing: "Host, have you ever heard of seamless? ”

Jin Qing shook his head honestly: "No." ”

707's tone froze: "Well, he's wrong, he shouldn't have any hope for his family."

707 took two deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and continued to popularize science to Jin Qing: "Host, you must know that in addition to humans, demons, ghosts, and gods in this world, there is also a special group, and that is immortals.

Although people in the world will bring a god when they talk about immortals, there is a huge difference between immortals and gods.

Although the immortals are much stronger than humans, the bodies and mana of the immortals are far less strong than those of the gods, and even their lives are not as endless as those of the gods.

It can be said that the Protoss created the world, and the Immortals are the creatures that almost stand at the top of the food chain in each world.

The real Protoss will not stay in a certain world with their original body at all, and those who remain in the small world will only be their clones, so that even if the world is destroyed, it will only hurt a little bit of their divine consciousness.

But immortals are different, they are attached to the small world and exist, once the world is destroyed, the immortals in this world will also be destroyed.

It's like falling snow and valley, although they call themselves gods, but they are just two little immortals, and they can't even go back to the heavenly realm.

And the heavens are the same as the earth, there is a lot of division of labor among the immortals, and Luoxue and Gu are the little immortals in charge of food and accommodation in the world.

The rest of the countless little immortals left in the immortal world are in charge of the clothing, food, housing and transportation of the immortals in the immortal world, and the rest of the immortals are trying to make the already extremely strong body of the immortal clan become closer to the gods.

It's like the wedding dress on the flower corpse, which is the battle dress woven by the immortals.

The immortals usually make this kind of clothing at one time, and then directly bind it to their own souls, in order to protect the soul and body of the immortals from anything in the outside world. The clothes themselves are like living and spiritual.

But most of the immortals who can make such clothes are very proud, and with Gu's level in the immortal world, it is absolutely impossible to get this dress and give it to Hua Yan, because neither he nor Luo Xue himself can get such a heavenly clothes.

Moreover, Hua Yan has been floating in the great river of the Lechuan River, which can swallow everything for thousands of years, and it is impossible for the wedding dress she wore from the mortal world to remain.

In other words, the clothes on Hua Yan's body should have been obtained after she entered the underworld, but I don't know who has such a big face and can find such a set of clothes for her. 707 gave Jin Qing an analysis.

After listening to 707's long list of words, Jin Qing blinked his eyes and nodded solemnly: "So that's the case!" ”

707 thoughtfully asked, "Didn't you understand a word?" "Your eyes have completely revealed your ignorance.

Jin Qing let out a heavy "um": Can't this tattered king say something he can understand!

707 only felt that he had been hit by an arrow in his heart: "You just need to know that this thing is very good, but you can't use it if it's worthless, just don't worry about it!" ”

Jin Qing: "... Oh, "Why should she bother about worthless things."

After Jin Qing finished discussing with 707, he found that the flower corpse on the ground had returned to its original calm appearance, and it seemed that she had forgotten all the pain just now, and she no longer even bothered about whether the dress on her body was the one she wore when she got married.

I saw Hua Yan stand up from the ground, looked around suspiciously, and then sat back at the table, and said to the big-eyed female ghost who was at the front of the line and looked at her with a stunned face: "Number! ”

The big-eyed female ghost and a long list of ghosts lined up behind her: "..."What happened to this recorder just now, is it schizophrenic?

Watching Hua Yan sit on the stool and transcribe the information for the ghosts again, Jin Qing: "..."This recovery ability is really too strong!"

707 Hehe: Far worse than you...

Jin Qing stared intently at Hua Yan, but ignored Meng Po who was standing in Meng Po's pavilion.

Seeing that Hua Yan had returned to normal, Meng Po let go of the ghost claws that were clutching the edge of the pot.

Meng Po withdrew her yakshatra hand, leaving only a deep finger mark on the edge of the heavy pot: God knows how much she wanted to rush over at that moment.

Meng Po looked at the Nai He Bridge, and her heart was full of despair: she didn't expect that this short Nai He Bridge would become a hurdle that she would never be able to cross.