The female rakshasa is dead.

It's still beautiful before she dies.

No, more beautiful.

The rose-red coat was spread all over the floor, and the color slowly became lighter, light to pink-white, and she lay in this pink and white one, her hair was spread out, her black hair was long and soft, and the heavy makeup faded, revealing pale but good skin, like washed eyebrows and eyes, plain and beautiful to the extreme.

This is a very beautiful woman.

That's right, a woman, a human race.

At some point, Yexi walked over, leaned down, and looked at the female rakshasa who was looking at the sky with her eyes wide open.

At that time, she still had her last breath.

Night Stream looked into her eyes, her eyes looked at the gloomy sky all year round, but Night Stream saw the clear sky, the white clouds, and... Flower kites.

"Remember the good old days of carefree?"

Pale pink lips exhaled softly: "I can't go back..."

Nightbrook muttered to herself, "Do you regret it?" ”

The female rakshasa smiled: "No regrets... I just want to live... Is it wrong? ”

Yexi didn't ask about her past, and the female rakshasa didn't have time to talk about the past, and it was not for her to judge who was right or wrong.

And so—

"The world is impermanent."

"The world... Impermanence... Impermanence..."

A tear oozed from the corner of her eye, and in the last vision of the female rakshasa, a red flower overturned and covered her face, and the cold and indifferent voice said.

"In the next life... Peace and joy..."

Next?

Anything else?

Peace and joy?

It's too hard to do.

After the flower on the other side, the female rakshasa closed her eyes.

With the touch of Yexi's fingers, the flowers on the other side and the female rakshasa turned into countless points of light and flew away, disappearing with the wind.

A soft sigh, lingering.

Half a day, the flower opened.

"You treat beautiful people with extra privilege."

Yexi got up to look at him and laughed, "Otherwise, you are still alive now?" ”

This monk looks completely contrary to his pure heart and few desires.

Beautiful, glamorous, enchanting.

Tsk, pleasing to the eye.

I choked, heh, I thank myself for this life.

Looking around, although he knew that there were no ugly people in the fairy world, Yihua was sure that all those present were natural beauties.

Is this the basic condition for befriending this woman?

If you want the Night King to say, it's not that she's a dog, so she hasn't encountered an ugly one, okay? And, whose eyes don't prefer the good-looking? Totally by nature.

Yexi beckoned everyone: "Let's go, let's go, your eldest nephews can't wait to move on to the next one." ”

Everyone turned around with her, and when they looked, they saw the Erha who had regained their nerves and bent over and jumped around, as if the previous awe-inspiring divine power was just an illusion for them, and they couldn't help but have a toothache.

100,000 great nephews...

In the next battlefield, Huang Huang had already joined forces with the Eight Divisions to fight with the monster in the sky, and after everyone joined, the monsters with many heads, hands and feet that couldn't see what the original form was, didn't last longer than the female rakshasa and collapsed.

Jian Erha slashed away the evil qi and ran to the next place.

Yexi didn't bother to follow them anymore, let them go, and went back to the cave by himself, looking at the ingredients that were only missing from the pot, baring his teeth for a long time, and still not having the courage to do it himself.

Call Shi Xiaoer back.

One finger.

Shi Xiaoer immediately understood, pouring oil and pouring oil, boiling water, one person played dozens of stoves flying, frying and steaming, and did it as quickly as possible.

"Sister, you eat slowly, and when you finish eating, I'll come back and make the second table."

Night Creek waved, go quickly.

The thunder on the ground is constantly fluctuating, and the dishes on the table are missing one plate after another, and Shi Xiaoer can always pinch a little bit and come back with new dishes before the last plate is eliminated, and the thorns in the hell outside are also missing one after another.

Everyone is not a perpetual motion machine, it is impossible to kill the last one all the time, and when they feel tired, they will come back to rest, and the main force of the sword and erha also need to replenish their energy from time to time and come back to find Yexi.

When Yexi gave the Erha people thunder, everyone also ate and drank.

On the contrary, Shi Xiaoer is the busiest one.

Everyone was embarrassed, and enthusiastically stood up to take the big spoon, but the food Xiao Er walked the cooking road, and after so many years, the cooking skills have been beyond their reach, and they have tasted what he made, and then ate what others made, and the stomach did not agree.

simply set the time when Shi Xiaoer rested as a public holiday, so sit quietly and drink tea and chat, which is good.

One day, Yihua squeezed into the middle of Mingzen and Yexi and sat down.

"Judging by your actions, you are even more of a demon."

Yexi is too lazy to take care of him, fairy, demon, have to frame himself in these two grids?

You name it.

Different flowers and see Ming Zen.

"Isn't it good to be a demon for her?"

Ming Chan held the teacup and sighed, this tea is delicious, this person is spoiled by the scenery.

Cross the flower and ask Yexi, "What do you like me to do?" ”

Yihua's eyes lit up, and she encouraged: "Demon Demon Demon-"

Yexi also sighed, sure enough, this matter has become the demon of this beautiful monk, as soon as he has time, he always has to take it out and talk about it, he is not annoyed?

Look at the different flowers, and then look at Ming Zen, and slowly speak.

"Immortals, demons, aren't they all bald?"

The crowd with their ears pricked up laughed.

As soon as Ming Chan rolled his eyes, I knew.

It's hard for the flower to accept and touch his head, that's why you don't let him fall into the devil?

Just because of the hair!

Yexi was genuinely curious and stared at his head: "I know that Mingchan is born hairless, what about you?" Have you ever had long hair? ”

Yihua was even more congested, and finally replied after a long time: "... No, I... It is also the son of the Buddha. ”

Everyone was surprised, and Ming Chan was also surprised, why didn't I see it?

Yihua laughed at herself: "Once, I was also a bright little monk-"

"Stop." Yexi stopped the strange flower who seemed to be about to dissect her heart: "Are you sure you want to tell us your secret?" It doesn't matter if we listen or not, but don't try to regret it later. ”

Yihua was stunned for a moment, her eyes flashed with brilliance, and she smiled: "It's not a secret." Do you know the fate of the Buddha? ”

Everyone was at a loss.

Ming Chan understood: "Do you mean that you were born to endure great tribulations?" ”

He also learned later, the master, uncle, and uncle have been hiding from him, only telling him that the Buddha has a great responsibility, and he only learned the truth after arriving in the fairy world, and it turned out that his life should fall.

Yihua nodded: "Mine, it's a death calamity." ”

Some people rob lightly, some rob heavy, some rob a glimmer of life, and some rob with nowhere to escape.

Ming Chan couldn't help but look at Yexi, his death was broken because of her, not limited to him, too many people in Cangyu were saved from death because of her.

Strange flowers: "The master worked hard for me, and did not hesitate to exchange the merits of the whole door for my life, we all thought it was successful, but as a result..."

The strange flower haha, it is difficult to hide the desolation, the hands are facing the sky, and the black lotus pattern on the sleeve is thick and ominous.

"I'm the only one left."

"I don't understand."

"It's just a glimmer of life, we didn't hurt anyone, we followed the Buddha's teachings, if we lose, we will be defeated, and if I die, why is everyone dead and only I am the only one?"

"Is destiny inviolable? Why did they die early and I didn't die? ”

"The mandate of heaven cannot be violated, why is there an immortal path?"

"The destiny of heaven cannot be violated, why should we go to save the suffering of the world?"

"The mandate of heaven cannot be violated, how can the Buddha become a god?"

One by one, Yihua knelt on the ground and roared louder, as if the essence of the demonic qi evaporated from the lotus patterns on his clothes and the lotus patterns on his skin, and the black flames soared into the sky.

The crowd stared at each other and remained silent.

Ming Chan also looks at the sky and does not suppress it.

Yexi crossed his arms and looked at the monk with a lotus-patterned face, with a crazy expression on his bewitching face and terrifying eyes.

"Destiny, heaven and earth are ruthless, heaven and earth are merciless, heaven and earth are benevolent, we are too small to be changed by us. Fortunately, it is fortunate, and unfortunate is unfortunate. So, be strong, go against the sky, and be in charge of your own life. ”