Zhao Jiuchen proposed to talk to Ye Li, but at this moment, the two stood face to face, looking at each other, but they didn't say a word.

It seems that they are waiting for the other party to speak, and they seem to have nothing to say.

Somehow, Zhao Jiuchen suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, he felt that Weixi was around, but he didn't look like the person in front of him.

Perhaps, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I feel that something is wrong.

He comforted himself.

Even if he didn't speak, just watching her long eyelashes keep moving around, Zhao Jiuchen was very happy.

"What are you nervous about? I'm not going to eat you again. ”

"Who knows."

Ye Li lowered his head and muttered, his eyes didn't look at him as if he was relieved, just stared at his toes.

From time to time, she glanced in the direction of Youheng, and when she saw his gentle little face, she also quietly grimaced.

Zhao Jiuchen sighed, looking at the autumn and still wearing a thin gauze skirt, she couldn't help but care.

"The wind is a little cool today, isn't it cold to wear this?"

"Huh?"

Ye Li reacted, thought for a while and said, "Youheng said that I look good in this." ”

Some of the withered yellow sycamore leaves were blown up by the wind behind Ye Li, causing people to be dazzled.

It fell suddenly, shattering the golden yellow all over the ground, Zhao Jiuchen seemed to be attracted by the leaf, kept rolling his eyes, and raised his head slightly to talk to her.

"It's good if you like it, but in late autumn, you still have to pay attention to your body, women are already cold, and if they get cold, they can't make up for it."

"Okay."

Ye Li replied quickly, she didn't hear what Zhao Jiuchen said at all, her heart was very anxious, she didn't want to stay here.

A leaf shook down from the sky and happened to cover Zhao Jiuchen's eyes, and the particles of dust on it sneaked into his weak eyes, causing his eyes to turn a little red.

"You should also pay attention to your usual diet, I remember that you love sweets, although you like it, but you still have to refrain from it, it's not good for your teeth, and then you should shout about toothache again."

Zhao Jiuchen babbled and didn't wait for Ye Li's response, which was expected by him, but he was still a little uncomfortable.

So he continued: "If you have a toothache, make yourself tea and drink it, don't be greedy and add honey, it will have no effect." ”

Ye Li's expression on the opposite side was unwavering, but Han Weixi, who was listening silently in the Buddha beads, had swallowed a lot of tears.

She gritted her teeth to control herself from making a sound, and now she couldn't let him know of her existence.

She didn't want to see him like this, no one was a ghost, no ghost.

But Zhao Yu's voice was so familiar and gentle, he often said it to her like that, but she always didn't listen.

made his teeth hurt, so he went to him to be coquettish, and he would compromise and remind her to drink tea for three meals a day.

At first, she didn't believe in that method, but gradually, her teeth stopped hurting, and she firmly believed it.

Where in the world is there a way to try the spirit?

It's just that Zhao Yusai secretly ate a lot of sugar, and secretly tried various methods until his teeth didn't hurt anymore.

He thought she didn't know, but she did.

She often saw the maids cleaning up the candy crusts and crumbs of snacks that she hadn't eaten, so she asked casually.

I asked him that he ate a lot of pastries every day, and he didn't even eat much.

She was really scared then, and she rarely ate pastries since, and she was afraid that he would go again because she had tried those torture methods.

Looking at Zhao Yu's care for Ye Li, Han Weixi's heart ached, and she kept biting her fingers.

But she is just a wisp of empty soul, there is no pain, only tears.

This Zhao Yu Festival!

Whether he knew about her existence or not, just by the scene she saw today, he would have a month's worth of washboards!

But even if Han Weixi thinks so in his heart, he will definitely be reluctant at that time.

After all, if she wants to hug him now, it's impossible...

Zhao Jiuchen said for a long time, and also looked at Ye Li who was silent for a long time, staring at her clear and bright eyes, and it seemed that it was not his figure in those eyes.

It's also time for him to quit her life.

He never regretted saving her in his last life, and he was even extremely glad that he had such an unforgettable relationship and experience in his heart, and it was not in vain to live this life.

"Weixi."

Ye Li suddenly heard Zhao Jiuchen spit out the name of her previous life, and she was in a trance for a moment, and then regained her composure.

Zhao Jiuchen took a deep breath and pulled out a smile that looked satisfied and happy, he raised his hand and stroked Ye Li's long hair, a little distracted.

"I may, I won't come to see you again in the future, I understand the hatred you have for me in your heart, and I don't explain anything, but can't, don't mix the grievances of our life with the feelings of the previous life, I want to leave some good memories in the end."

Zhao Jiuchen's words were very calm and calm, but Ye Li could still sense the gradually warming palm through the big hand above his head.

The fine sweat of her palms dye every strand of hair on the top of her head.

There was a strange feeling in his heart again, which made Ye Li's whole chest feel stuffy, so he subconsciously took a step back.

Zhao Jiuchen's palm hung in place like this, at a loss.

"Okay, okay."

After a while, he withdrew his hand, his mouth softly not knowing what to answer, and his eyes were erratic.

Han Weixi couldn't help it anymore, and when Zhao Jiuchen put her hand on the top of Ye Li's head, she couldn't wait to rush out desperately and open his hand!

How could he touch other women...

"Villain Zhao Yu!"

Han Weixi muttered this sentence quietly, but somehow it reached the ears of Zhao Jiuchen, who was just about to leave,

He suddenly stopped his steps and turned to look, but there was only Ye Li behind him, only fallen leaves floating back and forth around, and there was no figure at all.

Zhao Jiuchen's eyes suddenly dimmed, what was he thinking, how could it be that Weixi was scolding him...

She's clear, right in front of her.

Maybe it's an auditory hallucination.

He thought so, and then he relented, turned his head and left without hesitation.

Here, there is nothing to worry about.

After Zhao Jiuchen entered the prison of desire, he came to the cage where the point of light was, looked at the light that seemed to be about to devour everything, and stepped into it.

My eyes were blurry, and in the blink of an eye, I was back to normal.

But the environment in front of him made Zhao Jiuchen a little surprised.

He was standing on the Nai He Bridge, and the black river bubbling below was Lethe, and the enchanting flowers blooming next to Lethe River were the flowers on the other side, and they were also the only color in the netherworld.

From afar, the crow surrounded the eaves, and the entire palace was covered by a black hazy mist, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

But the hundreds of skulls piled up on the wall, their teeth sharp, their eye sockets hollow, and their surfaces were air-dried, leaving a waxy yellow film.

Isn't this the netherworld?

But wouldn't it be possible to conjure up an illusion when you get up at night?

Zhao Jiuchen tentatively walked towards the Hades Palace, but on the road where ghosts were usually crowded, only a small cool breeze remained.

And Ah Yan, who should have been guarding the Meng Po Bridge all the time, was also gone.

The entire netherworld was more dead and silent than ever.

The closer you get to the Hades Palace, you can faintly hear some noisy sounds.

Zhao Jiuchen flicked away the strange black qi with his hand, and finally saw the situation in the hall clearly.

I saw thousands of ghosts sitting together in a dense pile, all drinking and drinking, and the scene was very strange.

Zhao Jiuchen couldn't help but wonder, how could ghosts still drink?

At this moment, suddenly a ghost ignored his existence, and the cup in his hand immediately fell in fright, as if he was even more frightened than seeing Lord Yama.

"Hades... Hades spare your life! ”

As soon as he shouted like this, the ghosts behind him heard it, and Qi Qi turned his head and noticed Zhao Jiuchen.

They didn't know what kind of bewitchment they were subjected to, but like that timid ghost, they all knelt down and kowtowed desperately to Zhao Jiuchen.

While kowtowing and begging for mercy, his mouth was full of words of fear.

Zhao Jiuchen didn't feel the feeling of being worshipped, but began to be vigilant.

The eerie atmosphere here made him feel a little strange, and he looked closely at the ghost's actions with respect, but there was an evil expression on his face.

Especially the eyes, staring directly at him, as if looking at prey.

But Zhao Jiuchen didn't care, he had already guessed that maybe the test had begun.

This is not the real netherworld at all, but an environment woven by the heart of hell.

Looking at the appearance of their kowtowing and praying, maybe this level is the desire for power?

can think of rights, Zhao Jiuchen's heart has no waves, and even feels a little bored.

This level is too pediatric, isn't it, and he is actually the emperor of heaven to be the king of Hades?

Why can't he be downgraded, does he seem to be such a person who has no pursuits?

As he was thinking, he had been pulled by the group of imps to sit on the throne that belonged to Hades.

In another instant, Zhao Jiuchen's clothes changed into the extremely noble Hades costume for some reason, the golden crown hung down in front of his forehead, and the collar was specially lengthened, making his face even more cold.

The black robe, with a faint embroidery floating on it with the unique fire pattern of the netherworld, fits perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Others sit in this high position, and what they see is endless power and the refreshing feeling of mastering the cycle of life and death.

But as soon as Zhao Jiuchen touched this seat, even though it was very soft, he couldn't help feeling cold in his heart.

It is no exaggeration to say that this seat should have been piled up by tens of thousands of ghosts, and every line was a miserable howl and unwilling resentment.

He is not worthy to sit, and he does not dare to sit.

I'm afraid of dreaming back every day, all of which are unclear stories, which makes people regret breaking their hearts.

Zhao Jiuchen thought that if he held on to his heart, he would be able to pass the test, but a familiar cry for help suddenly came from outside the hall.

The thin and soft, even if you are scared, it sounds very good, isn't it Weixi's voice?

Zhao Jiuchen didn't care about any ghosts, so he hurriedly got up and walked out, and as soon as he went out, he saw that Weixi was scarred and about to lay on the ground.

"Twilight...