Ji Li felt that his idea was extremely ridiculous in the next second.

She didn't treat Yin Du well when she was alive, and now that the person is gone, she has to find a stand-in to compensate instead.

Who the hell is living like a joke.

Who the hell lives like a fool.

Who lives unworthy.

And again it's fair to whom.

The little fairy looked at her and shook her head incessantly and felt very strange: "Why don't you even look at me." ”

It's easy to feel guilty when you see it.

Ji Li suppressed the words in his heart and glanced at her meaningfully.

The little fairy not only had bad eyes, but also a dull brain, and she didn't even see that Ji Li was no longer the general she knew in the past, carrying her skirt around her, with a stubborn smile on her face.

There are many begonias planted on the road of the heavenly realm, and at this moment the begonia flowers have bloomed, and the petals of the begonias are falling everywhere, red and white, and the air is also filled with an exclusive smell.

The little fairies who were cleaning should have been lazy, allowing a thick layer of petals to fall on the ground. Yes, the taste is a little hard to describe.

It's not the same in the end. Ji Li watched the little fairy keep turning on the petals, and thought to herself, if it was Yin Du, she would definitely be reluctant to step on it.

She would call people over to sweep the flowers with her, and then send the petals into the sea - to this day, Ji Li did not know the meaning of her actions.

Maybe it's just the initial touch, maybe it's a sudden feeling, maybe it's an agreement that has been made, but what is it...... The deceased is gone, and no one can help her answer.

Ji Li fixed her body and erased the memory of herself from her mind.

She didn't have time to coax a small child.

She has more important things to deal with, and the little fairy has a dream in her heart that she will finally be able to wait for the general who is willing to help her realize her dream.

And she has withdrawn from the dream, she is not the little demon king in the Hades Palace, nor is she a great general.

The dream she wants, Ji Li can't give it, and she doesn't want to give it.

She turned sideways, avoiding the begonia flowers that should have floated to her shoulder.

Suddenly, the wind blew away the petals on the ground, and the leaves rattled like a farewell ceremony.

"Ji Li—"

There are still many old acquaintances in the heavenly realm, and occasionally someone will greet her, either nervous or surprised or surprised.

Ji Li walked without squinting, and the moment he walked by, his spiritual power surged, and his memory was also erased.

From then on, there was no longer a little demon king in the Hades Palace.

She had already made up her mind to take Ying Chuanyu away, so naturally she didn't mind wasting more effort to help the Hades and them solve the follow-up troubles.

After all, no matter what, this trouble is also caused by her.

It's understandable that she made a move.

The smell of begonia flowers wafted in the heavenly realm, and more and more immortals showed puzzled expressions in the direction that Ji Li left.

They could only see a familiar figure disappear in front of them, but they couldn't make out who that person was.

Even if someone stepped forward with the intention of inquiring, they would find that they couldn't keep up with Ji Li's footsteps, and could only watch them disappear in front of him.

"Crunch-" With a sound, a door in the heavenly realm that had not been opened for an unknown amount of time was opened, and dust came to the face, and there was no popularity at all.

Ji Li raised his hand and swept it, and the dust fell to the ground again, but every time he walked, he inevitably raised a little dust.

Everything in the room has a sense of age.