"I've heard that the God of Killing now collects the bones of unicorns. Is it because of this sentence that he has a grudge against the unicorn, so it gives people the impression that he likes to collect the bones of unicorns, and puts the unicorn in danger? ”

"Collect bones?" Xue Yan was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then laughed: "Hehe, I understand, it shouldn't be what you said." Xue Yan shook his head and said, "If this is the case, then he would have done this five thousand years ago." You said that killing gods and collecting the bones of unicorns is a matter of less than 30 years, right? ”

"How do you know?" Prison Painting asked in surprise.

"Because thirty years ago, Ah Fei decided to leave the underworld and be reincarnated."

"Thirty years ago? So, 5,000 years ago until 30 years ago, Ah Fei stayed in the underworld? ”

"Yes, because she was a supernatural during her lifetime, and her soul still has some strength, so she was left in the underworld as an errand, otherwise we wouldn't know about these things." Speaking of this, Xue Yan curled the corners of his mouth proudly, proud that he had mastered this kind of key gossip in his spare time. Look, isn't that going to come in handy now? Although the gossip is boring, I like it! This is all thanks to King Qin Guang's big mouth. He secretly decided that he would still care about related topics in the future.

The prison painting didn't care about Xue Yan's smug expression, and only cared about the follow-up story: "She was reincarnated and reincarnated, why did the god of killing look for a unicorn?" ”

"Because once you are reincarnated, all the things in your past life are forgotten. Ah Fei will no longer be Ah Fei, and the God of Killing will never be comparable to a unicorn. ”

"Poof!" Even though he covered his mouth, sneering laughter leaked out of his mouth.

"Is this unwilling to kill the gods?"

"Yes. He immediately went to the underworld to make a fuss, warned the underworld not to give Ah Fei Meng Po soup, and also found the soul of the unicorn and took it away from the underworld. As a god of killing, although he cannot directly resurrect the dead, the unicorn is special. As long as the skeleton is put together and the power of the gods is injected into the soul of the unicorn, new flesh and blood can be directly grown and resurrected. ”

"He's not going to restore that unicorn and compete in front of Ah Fei, right?" Prison painting incredible question.

"You guessed it!" Xue Yan patted the head of the painting as if encouraging. Where does the prison painting have the strength to deal with him, and said dumbfounded: "No!

This god-killing is too naïve! It's been 5,000 years ago, Ah Fei probably has to forget about him, right? ”

"I can't forget it." Xue Yan waved his hand. "In the past five thousand years, killing gods has not appeared in front of Ah Fei. Do you know what Fei is doing in the underworld? ”

"Oh, don't ask me to guess, hurry up!"

"Okay, okay, I say, I say...... Ah Fei she, specially went to guide the souls of the dead in the war. And the god of killing is the patron saint of the battlefield, and he is particularly fond of killing......"

Well, that's embarrassing. Wouldn't the meeting between the two ends in the past three days add to the blockage of those souls who died on the battlefield? I don't know how it feels to watch the god I have always admired lose his temper with a guide.

"In the past five thousand years of killing gods, it won't be because of a quarrel with Ah Fei that he has ignored the prayers on the battlefield, right? So what has happened to Ah Fei in the past 30 years? ”

"The killing god has spoken, of course we don't dare to give her Meng Po soup. I remember everything, and I guess it's a headache. ”

After listening to the story, the dishes were ready, and the prison painting was about to feast, but she heard someone call her.

"Prison painting?" When he looked up, he found that it was Lei Qing, the head of the dormitory.

Why is she again? I didn't expect to meet Lei Qing again, and it was in Ginza Shopping Plaza. Why is it that every time you come to Azure and want to enjoy it, you bump into these people you don't like? What kind of luck is this?

Anyway, as long as it has something to do with luck, prison painting will never be good.

"Lei Qing, what a coincidence!" He said hello without smiling.

"yes." Lei Qing looked at her fixedly, with a strange expression, as if he was waiting for her to find something. The prison painter quietly observed her, and sure enough, he found a difference. The last time I saw Lei Qing, she was dressed at the level of an ordinary office worker, and there were no highlights, but this time the dress was obviously well-designed, and the clothes were just right to modify her figure, which was also in line with her age, and her hair was soft and stylish, and she didn't want to look like an assembly line in an ordinary barbershop.

"I haven't seen you for a while, but I've become pretty." The prison painting exclaimed.

Lei Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of unwillingness. Since the last time she met prison painting, she also tried to make up seriously and dress up carefully, but she couldn't achieve the amazing effect of prison painting. Although I'm wearing a cheap skirt now, it's just an average level, and it's even a solid painting

Not as good as a tenth. In the face of the admiration of prison paintings, she was not happy at all.

She smiled reluctantly, brushed the hair around her ear and said, "If it's anywhere, it's a big difference to you!" By the way, you're having dinner with a customer again? Lei Qing glanced at Xue Yan, who was sitting next to him and close to the prison painting, with an expression of "I understand".

Prison Painting didn't bother to explain, pretended not to hear her, and asked, "Are you also here to eat?" Alone? ”

Lei Qing's expression was stunned, and then he shook his head and said, "No, I came with my fiancé." ”

"Fiancé?" Prison painting was a little surprised: "You're getting married?" ”

Lei Qing is in the same dormitory with her, and she is also in the same class, although Lei Qing is one year older than her, but now she is only 23 years old, and she is indeed getting married a little early.

Lei Qing nodded, her face looked a little better than just now, and she pointed to the man sitting at a table not far away and said, "Oh, where is it." ”

The prison painting looked in the direction of Lei Qing's finger and saw a man in a light blue polo shirt. The man was slightly chubby, with curly hair, a pair of glasses, and looked to be in his early thirties.

The prison painting was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask, just glanced at Lei Qing in surprise. This man is estimated to be almost ten years older than Lei Qing, Lei Qing is a civil servant, his family conditions are good, and he is young. According to her previous vision, she would never fall in love with such a man, but for some reason, she suddenly wanted to marry him.

Seeing that Lei Qing seemed to be discussing him, the man did not come over to say hello, but beckoned and motioned for Lei Qing to come over.

Lei Qing's face became unsightly again, but she didn't say anything, but walked over after saying a word to the prison painting, sitting opposite the man with low eyebrows, looking very obedient.

Prison Painting was really curious, and took a closer look at the man again. She didn't know the men's brand, so she pulled Xue Yan's arm and asked, "You can help me see, what brand is that man wearing?" ”

Xue Yan gave full support to the gossip spirit of prison painting, and after taking a serious look, he said: "The dress he wears is called Ralph Lauren, about two or three thousand. The belt and pants are also about the same price, but the watch he wears is more expensive, called Wanguo, about 30,000 yuan. ”

(Two shifts today)