I smiled before we met, and I had promised my life at the first meeting.

"Who is the girl? Where did it come from? Mu Luo turned his spirit from a thousand years of astonishment, and the black jade that had lived in the deep wall for the past twenty years was like a world away.

"Visiting the old half as a ghost, asking me where I came from. Yan Zhi 17 years, back to the gentleman's hall. Zhixi recognized Mu Luo, and tears flashed in her eyes: "It's not right for me to burn you with fire." It's just that you, who are innocent, stay in heaven and be the master of the wood god at ease, isn't it? Why bother, come to this miserable world again, and go to the second time? ”

Muluo saw the beauty crying and was at a loss: "Why are you crying?" What are you talking about? I don't understand. ”

At this time, Weiruo, who sensed her breath, rushed like smoke, floating in mid-air, turning into a virtual human form, looking down at Zhixi, and blaming her: "Crying again, do you want to cry when you see anyone?" Don't you know how provocative your tears are? ”

When Wei Ruo said these words sourly, what came to mind was still outside the ancient wood before, when he tied Zhixi to the underworld, Zhixi's childlike howl and crying regardless of the image, he and Zhixi, not many fragments of getting along, each paragraph, like a brand, engraved in his heart, every thought, let him know how long and how deep he has fallen in the emotions he has never shown to her.

When he was jealous, he waved his hand and took away her tears with a brocade, and he didn't even want to see her cry in front of other men.

"Young master! How can you run away halfway through?! Your cultivation has not been abolished yet, and the punishment set by the young ruler for you has only been executed halfway! The little god who was in charge of guarding Weiruo, behind Weiruo, was panting and chasing after Weiruo, shouting while chasing.

Wei Ruo, who used to be obsessed with demons, obsessed with cultivation, double cultivation of demons and demons, three cultivations of gods, demons and demons, and even six Qi cultivations, felt for the first time in his life that too much cultivation would be a burden. Other gods of sin, as little as a moment and a half, as much as three days and five days, the cultivation is exhausted but it takes a moment, and if not, since being convicted by Emperor Shaodian, and since he pleaded for guilt and added a first-class, since the abolition of cultivation, it has been more than half a month, but there are still inexhaustible remnants of cultivation, entangled in the body, he was able to, at the moment when he sensed Zhixi's soul, he rushed to look at her from afar.

The little god caught up with Weiruo, and when he saw that he was using a trick, he became more and more anxious: "Young master! How can you still use the Underworld Spiritual Weapon to collect your soul? How can this sin be broken again? ”

"Don't worry, what I received is not the soul," the corners of his mouth swept over the imperceptible smile, and replied to the little god who was in charge of guarding him and executing for him: "It's just tears." Perhaps, in addition to jealousy, in his heart, he just didn't want to see her sad, and wanted her to be safe and happy for the rest of her life, and no longer shed tears: "It's tears." ”

"Young master, become a lot." That little god is a newly promoted little god from the underworld, Emperor Shaodian, in fact, he also wants to find someone who is familiar with him and execute for him, perhaps, he will not treat him too harshly, he himself, the punishment he begged for, he will be punished for his crimes, Shaodian's arrangement, also known as the previous one, is not considered compensation for compensation: "Doing useless things, more and more." ”

Yes, the young master of the underworld, who had been infinitely devoted to power and believed that only supreme power could help him achieve his ambition of fairness in the world, has now overthrown and abandoned his original ambitions, thinking, and cultivation. And this, it's all just for, right now, this woman.

"I'm no longer a young master," Wei Ruo said to the little god who was born in the underworld: "You use some quick means to go to my cultivation." Emperor Shaodian, don't you still want me to be punished by the human world, and after that, I have to go back to the underworld, if you are so gentle and care about the old feelings, when will I be able to serve all the punishments and get a free body. ”

But there seems to be an end to his punishment. Let that little god, also panic, blame himself for his slow and warm thoughts, and hurriedly continue to abolish his cultivation, in fact, he doesn't know, if he is not eternal, there will be no more 'free body'. If he didn't say this at this time, it was just a playful ridicule, urging him to stop being soft-hearted, and Reilly was more decisive. That's for later.

"Shaodianjun said, you choose your own people, anyway, there is no one in this world who is not suffering, no matter which one you choose, it can be regarded as the punishment of the red dust in the world." The little god, speaking earnestly, was quite grateful for the encounter in the world, and sympathized with the encounter: "The young master has a choice, who do you want to vote for?" ”

"You also said that people in this world have their own helplessness, and it is inevitable that they will suffer differently." Weiruo's tone was filled with the meaning of comforting the little god: "Which, it's all the same." Actually, what he said was not as casual as he pleased.

The moment he saw Zhixi's resurrection, he decided where to go. Before, the little god abolished his cultivation, how leisurely and slow, he didn't urge, now, seeing where Zhixi is, he suddenly, he thinks that the little god, too long-winded, can't wait, let him wear a hole on himself, let that cultivation, like blood, all of a sudden, squirt out.

The little god knows the nature of the future, and the more he cares, the more he will hide it. At that moment, his unruly cultivation was finally wasted. Then looking at his former young master, without even hesitating for a moment, he threw himself into the body of the Mo family's servant and the shore soil. He, in the air, shook his head and burst into tears: "Poor young master. is so arrogant, and now, in order to get close to a woman, even the subordinates are willing to do it. Then, he turned around and went to Emperor Shaodian of Qingqiu Zhize, and went back to his life.

Covered with mud, he put down the work of the Tu Yuan in the main courtyard, ran wildly, ran to the other courtyard of the East Mansion, stood between the Moon Gate and the East Mansion, held the curved wall of the Moon Gate with one hand, and looked at the back of Zhixi, who had just landed and was wiped away by his tears. He struggled to suppress himself, and the excitement in his heart was beating wildly, and he just stood there.

Zhixi heard the sound of heavy footsteps, and subconsciously turned her head to look. The moment she looked back, Kishito, with sweat stains mixed with dirt on her face, smiled at her honestly. That smile, so sincere, never so bright, like a bright sun, swept through Zhixi's heart. However, if she didn't even hide her face, even if she felt that the breath was familiar, she wouldn't recognize him.

Mu Luo, who was attached to Moyu's body, first saw Antu striding wildly, and then saw Antu rushing at the woman who was captivating the country and the city in front of him, and smiled, so he asked Antu: "Antu, do you know this girl?" ”

She is a broken bone, he knows it.

"Well, the house moved in March, there are not enough people, she is a newcomer to the idle house," Kishito said to Moyu.

In this house, a person who suddenly descends out of thin air will be suspected and held accountable. And the shore soil, as much as he can, protects her and gives her an identity. So that she can walk openly and openly in this mansion without being abrupt.

"Oh, no wonder, I've never seen it before." Mo Yu said with a smile, even if he saw Zhixi come with his own eyes, suddenly and inexplicably, he was also happy to give her such an identity, so that he had a trace of affection in this high-walled deep courtyard.

"You, are you lost and come here?" The shore soil is giving Zhixi steps, Zhixi is happy to go down this step, otherwise, she suddenly descended from the sky in the house, how would she explain her origin to others, how to deal with herself.

The shore soil, through the sleeves, pulled her wrist, crossed the idle house, and walked towards the Tu Yuan in the main courtyard of the West Mansion. Zhixi was pulled by him, and always felt as if she had seen him somewhere.

When walking through the idle house, the green trees are shaded, and the sunlight shines through the gaps in the branches, casting mottled shadows on the trees, and the shore soil stops, lets go of Zhixi's hand, and says to her gently: "Zhixi, you stand here, don't move." Zhixi didn't know why, he even knew her name. She was very obedient, standing there, feeling that this person would not hurt her.

Antu, went around behind her, pulled out the belt of the green sac he left, and then, with both hands, gently wrapped her black hair like a waterfall together, and used the green belt that had just been pulled out as a hair rope to help her tie up her hair. After tying up, he went to her again, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "A woman who lives idle wants to tie her hair." I don't have a woman's hair ornament, you will take it first, turn around, I will find Lingnu, go to the treasury for you, and get a female red. ”

"Thank you." Zhixi also smiled at him, smiling so beautifully.

He walked to the wall where the vines were coiled, plucked a rose, put it in her sideburns, and said, "All right, let's go." ”

"Who are you? Why, help me? Zhixi asked him a little shyly.

"Kishito, servant of this house." If you put yourself in the lowest posture, just so that you can get close to her and keep the closest distance from her: "In the future, if you want to make a living in this mansion, if you encounter any trouble, just look for me." He didn't answer her directly, it was a long story, and he didn't want to say it.

The shore soil led Weiruo, through the idle residence covered by green leaves and red flowers, through the moon gate between the main courtyard of the West Mansion and the idle residence, and went to the main courtyard of the West Mansion. The shore soil went around the flowerbed where he had just worked and went to another flowerbed.

In the other flower garden, the soil had been loosened, and a few maids, laughing, watering the newly planted tulip flowers, and everyone's faces were full of smiles and some fresh earthy smell.

Zhixi, the shore soil, led Zhixi to the flower garden and said to Zhixi: "In this flower garden, there is a flower maid who is sick, so you can take her place." ”

Those maids who were serving the flowers, when they saw that the shore had brought a newcomer, they all looked at her in unison, but when they saw her: dressed in red, with long black hair, gently pulled up, hanging straight to the waist, delicate and vulgar, the temperament of the whole body is not like a servant, but like a lady in a family of poetry and books.

"Where did you come from, you brought a fairy-like figure," said a woman, "not like a small family." ”

"It's like a scholarly lady, a young lady who sneaked out," the other also sneered at Kishito: "Don't you kidnap it, right?" ”