Cheng Luo's eyes were shining, and he looked at Tianmiao excitedly: "Sister Tianmiao, all this is really amazing, I know that I am not dreaming." But it's all more dreamy than a dream. So, Sister Tianmiao, who are you? Are you an elf wandering the desert? Or the patron saint of this desert? ”

The king and the old national teacher also looked at Tianmiao, which was also the question they wanted to ask.

"Not at all." Tian Miao smiled, then looked at the black soul that was still being burned, her tone changed, and she said coldly, "Sinful idiot. Who gave your face and said that everything you do is a dictate from heaven? ”

With a flick of a finger, the red flame vanished. The black figure, like a pile of mud, lay on the ground, gasping for breath. She herself didn't understand why she could still breathe like this when she was already dead. I want to die, but I can't die, this feeling is too painful.

Tianmiao glanced at the black shadow, thought for a while, and said slowly: "How can I punish you?" Oh, there you have it, in the desert, once there are corpses, you filthy soul will attach it. Don't you love possession? Attached to it, conscious and feeling the decay of the body. When it is completely decomposed and buried by the sand, it is attached to the fresh corpse, and the cycle continues. You will never perish. Your wish for eternal life has also been fulfilled, are you happy? Tian Miao said this, a smile on his face. This smile is beautiful but cruel to the extreme.

The air around you seemed to freeze.

Even Cheng Luo's eyes widened.

It's terrible to think about this kind of possession. What a cruel torture it is.

Unable to move, feeling the decay of the corpse all the time. And permanently!

It's going to be crazy.

But he didn't even allow madness.

Will always remain awake to feel the decay of the corpse, the desertification.

Still happy?

This? Who's happy?

"No, no, no...... Please spare me......" The black soul begged for mercy with terrified fear.

Tianmiao smiled faintly, flicked his fingers, and the black soul let out a terrible howl, and then disappeared in place.

"As for you, old national teacher, the mistakes you have made do need to be made up." Tianmiao put away the lazy expression just now.

The faint white light showed a figure, and he knelt on the ground tremblingly: "Let it be punished." At this time, he already understood that the woman in front of him was probably not an extraordinary person, perhaps, the sky. Because her sarcasm was too obvious. How could Heaven give such shameless instructions?

But Tianmiao didn't immediately say what to do with him, but talked to King Che next to him.

"And you, King Che." Tianmiao smiled, "You shouldn't stay here, let's go." ”

"No, I can't go!" The majestic voice was full of panic.

"Won't you go with him?" Tian Miao smiled.

"He, he, he's awake?" The majestic voice had begun to tremble a little, full of disbelief, but with infinite hope.

"King." A gentle man's voice suddenly sounded.

“！！！” The golden light rushed towards the source of the sound as if it had gone crazy.

"You're awake, you're really awake, you're really awake!" The huge surprise made the golden shadow skyrocket, and the golden light became even more dazzling.

"Yes, my king, I wake up." The white shadow said softly.

"Shall we go now?" Tian Miao smiled.

"But by command." The golden shadow and the white shadow snuggled together, turned into human figures, and both bowed down in front of the sky.

Cheng Luo opened his mouth wide and stared at this scene with wide eyes.

She made up a lot of lingering love stories between the king of the most beautiful man in the world and his princess.

However, who will tell her that there is no princess at all, and there are princesses!

(End of chapter)