"Hiccup~"

Ye Li licked his fingers, and touched his flatulent stomach with his other hand, unscrupulously, shamelessly burping in front of Youheng.

She was now used to letting go in front of him, and she didn't feel ashamed to death when she hiccups like she used to.

"Ah Li, you are so cute."

Youheng stared at her for a long time, his eyes moved slightly, his tone was gentle, and his hand reached between her hair, stirring up the extra broken hair for her.

"I hate it."

She lowered her head shyly, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the oil stains in her hands, of course she had to pay attention to her image in front of beautiful men.

Do you think this is Ye Li?

What kind of demons and monsters are this, pretentious.

"Haven't I been cute for a day or two, you know?"

Ye Li slapped Youheng's hand away, raised his eyebrows, his chin was about to rise to the sky, his tone was mocking, and his eyes looked Youheng up and down, disgusted.

"Really?"

He pinched Ye Li's raised chin, tilted his head, and turned to look at her with the same expression.

It's so handsome... It's so glamorous...

Ye Li, who was countered to the army, could only sigh in his heart, it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, the beautiful man is in his arms!

Looking at her demented little face, Youheng's face suddenly changed, his fingers released her chin, and his eyes dimmed.

"You go out first, I still have business to do."

Ye Li looked at his disappointing appearance, moved his lips, but didn't say anything, pouted and went out alone.

In the huge palace, only Youheng was left alone, with a faint sadness between his eyebrows and eyes, and his long body slowly stood up, and walked towards the throne with some unsteady.

His eyes glanced out of the door, there was no one, and then he let go of his heart, and conjured up the sharp blade and porcelain bottle in his hand, aiming at his heart, and it was another knife

The wound had not healed on the day, but today it cracked again, and the old and new wounds were superimposed, and the pain was abnormal.

As the drop of blood dripped down the tip of the knife into the porcelain vase, Youheng also showed a pale smile.

Ye Li stepped out of the familiar Sanssouci Palace, looked at the unfamiliar palace wall, and stopped for a while, not knowing where to go.

Looking for Zhao Jiuchen?

Never mind.

He'd be going to ask about the plate, and now there's only one left between them to talk about.

Why did it become like this, they are in the same vein, they live together, and they can't withstand the dilution of time after all?

Ye Li asked himself over and over again in his heart, whether he still loved him, and what he loved him.

She used to be steadfast in her heart, but now she is in a trance, she begins to doubt her heart, but she can vaguely feel that she still cares about him, and she will be anxious and worried about him.

That's right... She must love him, she must be.

She took a deep breath, her limbs were a little weak, found a corner, and squatted down.

The hand fell down casually, but it touched a cold, picked up and investigated, it was the jade pendant that Zuori Youheng gave her.

The warm feeling made her love it, and purple light faintly flowed on it, drawing white streamers with the touch of her fingertips.

She was so observant of the jade pendant that she didn't even know when it had slipped out of her sleeve.

Finally liberated his freedom, he straightened his waist, his paws fell to the ground, his fiery red tail was cocked to the sky, his body twisted around, and he looked at everything around him with contempt, with the breath of a king.

This stupid woman knows all day long that she tucks him in her sleeve and hooks up with me all day long.

It's really blinding the demon!

Unconsciously, he actually walked to You Ling Xuan's residence, and he naturally didn't understand the reason why he couldn't run around, so he swaggered in.

Fortunately, You Ling Xuan didn't stay in the palace often, otherwise it would have no bones left.

The palace is extraordinarily gorgeous, not only attracting women, but also amazed male monsters.

His eyes were gurgling, and he was dazzled, and for a moment he felt that Ye Li was too simple, and there was nothing in the black pressure.

The bulging claws stepped lightly on the jade glass, and the mirror poured out its bright red form.

After passing through the main hall and entering the side hall, a strange fragrance rushed to its brain, making it sneeze uncontrollably.

"Ahh

This is the unique fragrance in Youling Xuan's boudoir, which is made by more than a dozen Demon Palace perfumers with thousands of spices, called Hidden Soul Incense, although the smell is strange, you can adapt to it after smelling it for a long time.

The aroma has a variety of effects, it can calm the nerves, it can nourish nature, and in such an environment, it will be gentle and humble.

The room was no different from the usual woman's arrangement, with a thin muslin tent draped, tassels of various colors hanging at the head of the bed, jade pillows and brocade quilts, and embroidered bamboo baskets.

It's a pity that there is no embroidery in the embroidered bamboo basket, with You Ling Xuan's arrogant and indulgent temperament, how could he touch those little women's things?

"Meow..."

A low meow came from the depths of the boudoir, and I couldn't help but be curious, and tiptoed in.

The sound of sneezing woke up the sleeping Ruan Xue Bing cat, it has been favored since it was caught, the food is all the best demon beast meat, and the dress is also exquisite and abnormal, even the travel is followed by three or four demon servants, which is not inferior to the gods.

But the grace of this prosperous age only lasted for two or three days, and it was as if it had fallen from heaven to hell, and although it was given three meals, it also lost its former delicacies, just ordinary meals.

Qingqing's appetite has long been nourished, and this kind of thing like leftovers makes it want to vomit when it sees it, so he only pushes the rice bowl out with his paws, and then lies down again, and licks his paws subconsciously.

Grunt...

Only Qingqing could hear the sound of her belly complaining, but she was also helpless, from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, she couldn't overcome the churning in her stomach, and she didn't have the courage to lift the weak claws.

He slipped in against the wall, his tail down, and the high was too eye-catching.

It came around a corner, and when it turned, it met those clear eyes.

"Boom..."

He subconsciously screamed, what a beautiful cat demon!

Compared to his excitement, Qingqing was much calmer, she licked her paws for a while, as if this could resist malice, she noticed his approach, but did not look up.

Her reserved nature does not allow her to look at other demons so casually, and keeping arrogant and cold at all times is the training of Ruan Xuebing's cat family.

She didn't pay any attention to him, which made her a little disappointed, but she still had the cheekiness to approach the cage.

———

Finally getting rid of You Lingxuan's entanglement, Zhao Jiuchen calculated the date, returned to the netherworld, and came to Shura Purgatory.

As soon as he stepped in, the fiery air flow swept in, and Zhao Jiuchen quickly blocked his face with his sleeve, and only then did he survive.

The air flow was emitted by the pile of rocks that had been burning for a long time, and it was the last impact.

After 7749 days of refining, the ghost could not withstand the scorching hellfire, and had no choice but to turn into nourishment.

The golden flames strung upward, like a poisonous tongue, if you lick it, you won't die and lose half your life.

The stone had vanished, and the thousands of souls had turned into a leaf-shaped key, which was blackened, dull, and faintly shattered, as if it would break into pieces at the touch of a button.

Zhao Jiuchen stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and a purple light turned into a rope, extended over, drilled into the fire, and circled the key.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at it, and the key burst out of the fire and fell into his palm, his gloomy gaze falling on the gray stone key, and a hint of conspiracy tugged at his lips.

Suddenly, holding the key tightly in his hand, as if he had mastered the country in his hands, Zhao Jiuchen strode out of here, not making nostalgia.

Xie Bi'an felt that Fan Wuxu had been suspicious recently.

So he followed him closely, but Fan Wusu sat on the bridge in a daze every day except for official business, which made Xie Bi'an unable to figure out his intentions.

Could it be that he likes Meng Po?

Love but not so sullen?

The more Xie Bi'an thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, and his eyes when he looked at Fan Wusu were a little more compassionate, and there was another infatuated person in this world.

He walked up to the bridge, sat next to Fan Wusu, looked at Fan Wusu's bitter and depressed face in his eyes, sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted.

"Don't be attached to some things."

Xie Bi'an persuaded Fan Wuxuan to give up Ah Yan, after all, that woman was not something anyone could mess with.

It is sad and scolded, and it is half dead if it is serious!

It is rare to see such a ferocious world, and he is afraid that Fan Wusu will think that he will resist the beating, so he wants to try bravely and embark on a road of no return.

Fan Wusu naturally didn't understand what he meant, so he thought that Xie Bi'an knew about him.

The mood suddenly became nervous, but seeing that he did not blame, but persuaded himself to let go, he felt a lot more relieved.

So he turned his head and said, "It's too serious, I can't make up for it." ”

After saying that, he sighed, covered his face with his hands, yawned, he was so sleepy, he didn't sleep all night thinking about it.

When Xie Bi'an saw him like this, his shoulders were still trembling, and he was suddenly not worth it, isn't it just a Yan, people don't like it, we can't look down on it!

Why is love so serious that it is irreparable?

"Brother" Xie Bi'an turned his head and said to Fan Wusu with a serious face, and the latter also became serious when he saw his appearance.

"This kind of thing, you have to finally take it, the first shot is strong, and then the action suffers, so you have to take the initiative to say it!"

Xie Bi'an analyzed Fan Wusu according to the half-baked knowledge he learned from books.

Don't you just dare to confess?

How can a man coward?

Love has to be said out loud, even if the world is turned upside down, the head is broken, the fish is dead, and the net is broken, it is better than obscurity and speculating on each other.

Xie Bi'an didn't know that his words completely pointed out the way for Fan Wuxu, and his eyes that had been gloomy for a long time lit up.

Oh, yes!

While he hasn't succeeded yet, he has to hurry up and report to the king of Hades, and now that his cultivation has not been helped by the God of Killing for the time being, it is not impossible to strangle the danger in the cradle.

"Thanks, brother, I'll go first!"

At this moment, there was no room for delay, Fan Wusu thanked Xie Bi'an gratefully and walked towards the Hades Palace.