In the case of not knowing the road, going straight is the most accurate intuition, although I don't know if it is correct or not, but it is always more reassuring than bending, and the dust is also very agreeable with her, after all, he also likes to go straight, around the bend and the like, he is really too lazy to use his brain.

So the three of them kept walking forward, and after a while, they saw a small exit, blocked by a few crooked trees.

With a wave of his finger, the sawdust flew in front of him, and the pile of trees turned into brown powder and piled aside.

Han Han wiped his nose in fright, and trembled a little, this man who looks as handsome as his father is too powerful, but his temper is too short-tempered.

I don't know if the fairy sister will be bullied when she is with him, or if she will be like this pile of wood, turned into scraps.

In that case, it's better not to let the fairy sister be with him, he has to take it away and find another wife for his father!

"Sister fairy, do you want to come with me?"

Han Han tugged at Su Lianjiu's sleeve and whispered to her, "My father is very handsome and powerful, do you want to be his wife." ”

"Does your father have no wife? Where's your mother! ”

Su Lianjiu was a little surprised, how could this child understand everything, and find a wife for his father, could it be that he died and desperately wanted a mother?

Thinking of this, Su Lianjiu looked more and more pitiful when she looked at Han Han, and there was automatically a layer of pity in her eyes.

But then Hanhan's words almost didn't make her angry.

"I have a mother, and she is with her father!"

Su Lianjiu almost choked herself to death in one breath, she glared at Han Han angrily, and carried his ears high, "Oops, oops, it hurts!" Fairy Sister! I was wrong, I was wrong—" Han Han hurriedly covered his ears and begged for mercy, and his cries even drew the dust of the pathfinder ahead.

"What happened?"

Chenyi turned around to ask, but saw Su Lianjiu smiling and shaking his head, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in that smile.

However, she said that it was okay, and the dust turned her eyes, ignoring the pleading eyes of Han Han begging for mercy and saving her life.

"Huh? Do you dare to fool me? ”

Su Lianjiu actually twisted Hanhan's ears and walked all the way, until she saw a sudden change in the scene in front of her, so she hurriedly let go.

"Woooooo

Han Han covered his eyes and hung his head, and he didn't dare to joke casually anymore, but when he went back, he didn't know if his father would clean him up, woo woo he was so miserable, how could he clean him up on both sides.

Of course, Su Lianjiu didn't pay attention to the little guy's sad mood, anyway, she was in a good mood now, but she didn't know where she came, and the faces of the people around her were depressed.

Could it be that Chengdu has died of my father?

"Where are we going next?"

Chenyi turned around and asked Su Lianjiu, Su Lianjiu looked at the palace not far away, which looked like a picture book, so he said, "Why don't we go into the palace." ”

Several people came to the city gate in a hurry, but the guards stopped them and said solemnly: "Now the lord of the country is in mourning, and no one is allowed to enter without a token!" ”

Su Lianjiu laughed, it was really a dead father, and seeing that the guard's eyes were very strange, he suddenly realized something, quickly covered his mouth, and said vaguely: "That, I'm not looking for your lord to die well." ”

As soon as these words came out, the guard's face was as pale as eating wall ash, the weapon in his hand suddenly clenched, fortunately, the dust reacted quickly, the cold back of his hand was attached to Su Lianjiu's forehead, and sighed: "Why is this heat not subsiding, what nonsense?" Pity my little wife, who has become a half-stupid girl. ”

Su Lianjiu stared at Chenyi's smiling eyes faintly, gritted her teeth and made a lip shape.

I'm not stupid, you idiot!

Chenyi tilted his head to look at Su Lianjiu, his eyes were curved to leave a shallow arc, his thin lips opened lightly, and he also made a lip shape at Su Lianjiu.

Okay, I'm stupid.

Su Lianjiu's heart ached for a while, why is it so difficult for her to get angry, but this one in front of her is a temperless one!

She likes to be grumpy!

It's better to have a fight!

Let's do it first, people can't be too greedy, after all, where can you find such a docile and obedient Heavenly Dao?

"Woo, husband, people's heads hurt so much~"

Su Lianjiu threw herself into the arms of the dust, just because she didn't want to leave, didn't he want to take advantage of himself, then be tired.

As soon as her soft body fell, the dust hurriedly caught it, hugged it into her arms, and reluctantly let go.

The guards looked at their flounder affectionate and affectionate appearance, but they were also moved to cry bitterly, he just didn't have a daughter-in-law in his life, and he couldn't watch others lose his daughter-in-law.

So he cried and helped them open the city gate, Su Lianjiu also looked back at the little soldier gratefully, he was really... It's a...

Stupid man!

Hahahaha!

Su Lianjiu just wanted to laugh unbridled now, but she had to hold back her face and turn red when she looked at the eyes of Shangchen's last warning.

But it didn't take long for the giggling laughter to squeeze out from between the teeth and spread throughout the street.

What Han Han didn't know was that the country they came to with his dead father was the Longyin country where his godfather Youheng was located.

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In the crack of the netherworld, a man in black condensed the mana of his body and rushed into the crack fiercely, but it was like hitting cotton, and there was no movement.

His forehead was already covered with fine sweat, which fell down his cheeks to his neck, and his mouth was surrounded by black broken whiskers, which was very sloppy, but there was a dissolute look in his eyes.

"Ah Yan..."

This young man is the person Meng Po Ayan has been waiting for for a thousand years, but has never appeared.

Wind one three.

In fact, his original life was not written like this, and it was really ugly for a person who had been a marquis in his previous life to write his name like this.

But his Ah Yan likes to call him that, so that's what he calls it.

Feng Yisan doesn't know how long he has been trapped here, he only remembers that in his previous life, due to family feuds, he and Ayan committed suicide after the cave.

He thought that if he died at the same time, he should enter reincarnation together, but he never thought that his soul was captured by a ghost who claimed to be the god of killing, and he was tempered by hellfire for three hundred years.

He became this picture of no one and no ghost...

Feng Yisan looked at his almost transparent and void soul body, and his emotions were complicated.

He looks like this, even if Ah Yan doesn't dislike him, he can't accept it in his heart.

He didn't know why she chose to be Meng Po and didn't reincarnate, I guess it was also for him.

"Young man, do you want to go out and renew your beloved?"

Feng Yisan's head suddenly sounded a smart female voice.

"Naturally!"

Feng Yisan hurriedly raised his head, scorching a red and white alternating gauze skirt, with an exaggerated pink bow tied around his waist, but the bow glowed, dispelling all the darkness in the gap.

She had two chirps on her head at random, and the rest of her hair was swaying around her waist, her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and there was a lively aura between her eyebrows.

"You are?"

Feng Yisan asked cautiously, don't be the plague god who hurt him last time, but the woman in front of him seems to be gentle and friendly, she shouldn't be a bad person.

There was caution in his words that he had not even noticed, and after thousands of years of loneliness, he had long lost the pride and freedom he once had.

You have to be careful in everything you do, and in this world where fate can be manipulated at any time, it's better to be careful.

"I'm scorching, the hairpin spirit of the ancient artifact origin hairpin, don't worry, I'm not interested in you, I'm only interested in something delicious like fate."

Zhuo saw through Feng Yisan's mind at a glance, she came to choose the host, naturally she did her homework, the person in front of her was surnamed Feng Yisan, a good relationship in her previous life was ruined, she should have been a ghost who died unjustly, but who knew that she was destroyed by the murderous old man, so she came here.