Chapter Forty-Eight: Waiting for You to Marry Me

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

Outside the door, the angry voice of the dragon pheasant sounded. She is the master, and she broke in all the way, and no one could stop her. Long Yan ran in, glanced at Ziyu lying on the bed, became even more angry, and shouted, "Rui Shounan, you must give me an explanation today!"

The dragon pheasant has completely forgotten the dignity and pride of a dragon princess, and now she is as rude as a shrew. When she saw that Rui Shounan was silent, she thought that she was weak-hearted, and she didn't know how to restrain herself. Pointing at Ji Ziyu and asking, "Who do you say you are? Why do you come to Si Jun again and again, and live in the Hades Palace in a grand manner!"

She asked angrily, "Don't you know that only the mistress of the Hades Palace has this qualification for a woman who can live here!"

"That's enough!" Rui Shounan waved his hand, and a palm wind knocked the dragon pheasant to the ground, he looked at her, "Long pheasant, you have passed." ”

"It's over?" Long Yan got up from the ground, almost collapsing, "I'm over?" Rui Shounan, I am your canonized wife. Do you understand?"

Rui Shounan frowned and glanced at her with some disgust, "You go back first." ”

Do you want to drive her away again? Long Yan was so aggrieved that she left her with tears in her eyes, her body trembled faintly, she took a breath and choked up, "I am the princess of the Dragon Clan." Rui Shounan, you shouldn't do this to me. You must know that if there is no dragon clan, your demon realm is nothing at all! How can you fight against the Nine Heavens! Let me tell you, the queen of the underworld can only be my dragon and the pheasant. ”

"You mean that my demons are relying on you?" Rui Shounan's expression was still faint, but there was a cold light in his eyes. Facing his terrible eyes, Long Yan shrank for a moment, she realized that she had said the wrong thing, and she didn't dare to say more, so she lowered her head and was silent.

There was a sudden silence in the air.

A chuckle broke the awkward situation. Ziyu slowly and leisurely stood up, looked at the dragon pheasant and said word by word, "How can the little dragon clan compare with me, Xihe Divine Sense?"

Yes, a little dragon, it doesn't matter what you gain or lose. And Ziyu is different, whether she is a god, an immortal or a human, she is Xi and divine consciousness, and she is burdened with divine power. Ziyu rubbed her head, this dragon goose made her have a headache, "Lord Sijun, please change places and deal with your housework." ”

"Don't be angry. In the future, you will always be the queen of Hades, the only wife of this seat. As for her," Rui Shounan looked at Long Yan, turned around and said to Tong Ziyu, who seemed to be flattering, "I'll leave it to you to deal with, how about it?"

Si Jun was serious. Ziyu is just a little mortal, how can he deal with the Lady of the Underworld?......" Ziyu approached Rui Shounan's side, leaning on him softly, her eyes were like silk, "If you want to marry me." I also hope that in Si Jun's Hades Palace, Ziyu is really the only hostess, why don't Si Jun divorce her first, let me see Si Jun's mind?"

A cool breeze blew and ruffled her hair, and the hair gently slapped on Rui Shounan's face, crispy and itchy, seductive.

Rui Shounan's big hand gently held her delicate face, and a pair of cold eyes in the past were full of affection at the moment, and he said, "If this is what you want, this seat will promise you." ”

Long Yan was shocked, she kept shaking her head, almost roaring and shouting, "Foolish dreams! Ji Ziyu, I won't let you go in this life!"

Ziyu pretended to rub his head, "After thinking about it, it's really not appropriate to meddle in Si Jun's housework, this person is still at your disposal." Ziyu doesn't have much to do here. ”

Rui Shounan glanced at Ziyu and did not speak, but walked away quickly with the dragon pheasant.

Ziyu shook his head, it seems that this emotional matter is not the only one who can't get around. However, this dragon pheasant is also a fool, and she is not unjustly unjust.

Ziyu looked around, and a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Master, Master......

She turned her head to see that it was still an empty hall, and there was nothing. It was so empty that not even the gray light came in. Ziyu's mood was very heavy, and the voice and smile of the little apprentice in the past still echoed in his mind, but he didn't even know life and death in the blink of an eye.

She let out a long sigh, falling from such a high cliff, Yun Qiang was probably more than lucky. She knew very well, but she still held on to the hope that one day a girl with a smile like sunshine would run towards her and call Master sweetly.

The current Ji Ziyu can't look back on the day before yesterday, and he doesn't know what tomorrow will be. She wanted to die, but she was not willing to die like this. In fact, people are often like this, thinking but unwilling, plainly let themselves fall into the distress of choice, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

"Xiao Yu'er. ”

An unfamiliar but familiar voice sounded behind him.

Ziyu turned around and smiled contemptuously. Red lips lifted lightly, and she called out his name.

"Murong Fengyou. ”

So you're here.

Do you know how hard it is for you to lie to me?

"You're finally willing to come to me. Ziyu walked down the steps and slowly walked in front of him, "Where's the artifact?"

Murong Feng didn't seem to hear it, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, of course. Ziyu laughed, "I lost my immortal body, lost my beloved, died of friends, and lost my apprentices, of course it's good." Thanks to you, I'm doing so well!"

"You took the artifact and laid the blame on me. Aren't you thinking about giving me an explanation now, or giving me back the artifact?"

Murong looked at her steadily, "I said that I don't have an artifact, will you believe it?" Why don't you guess whose hands it is?"

Ziyu sneered, "Since you refuse to hand over the artifact, then why are you here? Could it be that you can't stand the guilt and blame in your heart, and say sorry in order to seek forgiveness in your heart? Or, you just came to see my jokes." By the way, I will invite you again. Huh?"

"I know you hate me. But one day you'll understand that I'm doing this for you. Murong Fengyou looked at her and said slowly, in fact, it is more accurate to say that it is for Xihe, his immortal king. There is no one more noble than her in this world, no one is more sacred than her, he exists for her, and the whole meaning of his life is to maintain her and protect her until he is old. But he forgot that Ji Ziyu was a part of Xihe after all.

In Ji Ziyu's view, everything is just their self-righteousness. She was fed up with such restraints, and the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for many years finally exploded, "Why do you always want to wantonly hurt me and make decisions for me under the banner of serving me! This is my life, Ji Ziyu's life! I don't need any of you to point fingers!"

Ziyu cried and shouted, Ji Ziyang is like this, Murong Feng is especially like this, they are all like this! Everyone is making decisions for her, but no one has ever asked her if she is willing. This is how she was driven to a dead end step by step.

"You can't be so willful. Murong stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and whispered in her ear, "Because you are Xihe, you are the god of the ancients." You exist to awaken my king...... Everything will eventually come back to where it was, back to where it been, and death is where you belong......"

He stuffed something into her and blew softly in her ear, "Death is where you belong......"

His words seemed to have magical power, making Ziyu gradually quiet down, and slowly, slowly, the brilliance in her eyes became fading and fading...... She repeated the sentence in a sloppy manner.

Death is the destination, and death is the destination......

"Murong Fengyou!"

Rui Shounan scolded angrily outside the door, and with a wave of his big hand, a black light struck Murong away.

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

Rui Shounan immediately hugged Ziyu who was confused, he knew that Murong Feng was by no means a good type, he was scheming, and his layout was meticulous and meticulous. Now that he appeared in front of Ji Ziyu at first glance, he was most likely deceitful. Rui Shounan looked at the person in his arms, and tasted anxiety for the first time in his life.

Murong Fengyou showed a weird smile, he tilted his head and said, "Don't you like her? ”

Rui Shounan didn't know why, just looked at him directly. Murong Fengyou was very calm, he knew very well that the current Rui Shounan would not do anything to her, so he swaggered out. Only a faint word remained.

"My Lord Sijun, you must know how to cherish the opportunity-"

Rui Shounan didn't understand, and he was slightly relieved when he looked down to see that the person in his arms was unscathed.

"Ziyu, wake up. He called softly.

"Huh?" Ziyu slowly opened his eyes. Murong Fengyou's magical words sounded ghostly in her ears. She made a decision in her mind right now. She stared at Rui Shounan for a long time, and then asked in a ghostly manner, "Do you like me?"

Rui Shounan was stunned and nodded stupidly, "I like it." ”

"Then will you marry me?" Ziyu looked at him and asked.

Seeing Rui Shounan stunned in place, she smiled slightly and continued, "I want to hire people's heads, feed people's hearts, and drink people's blood." Invite demons from all directions. Let our wedding become a piece of history. Okay?"

"Good, good. Rui Shounan hugged her, he didn't have time to think about the words left by Murong Fengyou, at this moment he was carried away by joy, he didn't want to care about anything, he just wanted to hug this person in his arms and live a lifetime.

He felt as if he had been poisoned. knew that this was a point of no return, but he still rushed forward with a hesitation. He understood that marrying her meant giving up the divine power in the heavens, and giving up the divine power meant that he could not dominate Liuhe. But he was willing.

She once thought that the goal of his life was to become the king of the Liuhe, until he met her, he understood. It's his mistake, the reason why he is indulged in the struggle for power and can't extricate himself is just because he didn't meet the one in his life.

Ziyu stretched out his hand and gently brushed his face, raised his head and kissed him lightly on the face.

"A month later, I will wear a red wedding dress, waiting for you to marry me. ”