"The Emperor's Qilin Golden Sword Guard, sworn allegiance for thousands of years, this remaining Keling Stone, Lord Bai will distribute it to them, and it will be a guarantee in the future, there will be no such thing as being imprisoned in the Three Realms Prison again, and it can be regarded as I helped the Emperor and gave you a useful self-defense treasure."

Sitting on the sofa in a dignified manner, he handed over the last thirteen pocket watches to Bai Wuwu's hands.

Seeing that Bai Wuwu's silver-gray pupils were dyed with flattered joy, "Madam, then I will thank you on behalf of others!" ”

"Living under the same roof, they are all their own families, and their own families don't say thank you."

The spirit of the treacherous words fell, his eyes were charming, and he snuggled up and lay down in the arms of the palace Siyu, lazy and couldn't afford it.

Gong Siyu also likes Lingwei to lie in his arms like this, his face is pleasant, and his phoenix eyes are full of spoiling.

What he was even more touched by was that Lingwei would also think about worshipping Wuwu's group of subordinates who were loyal to him, and giving them the Keling Stone for him, and she did this, not only to respect them, but also to value them.

-

Fan Wusu returned to the underworld with the precious gift given to him by the spirit.

In the empty, lonely, cold and gloomy hall of the first Hades.

Fan Wusu raised his eyes and looked at the handsome man on the high seat, wearing a black and gold python robe, extremely noble, but lonely and lonely, speechless for a long time.

"Something hasn't been delivered."

Suddenly, in the vast hall, King Jiang's deep and low cold voice sounded.

"Delivered by hand." Fan Wusu bent down slightly, lowered his head, and was respectful, and instead, he picked up the golden pocket watch in his hand and presented it, "Lord Jiang, the gift made by Princess Lingwei herself, I will personally hand it over to you." ”

I don't know why, seeing such a lonely and lonely King Jiang, Fan Wusu just wants to do his best to let his master get out of the pain of frustration in love as soon as possible, but how can he easily let go of thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of anticipation, and thousands of years of crazy obsession?

"A gift from the king?"

At that moment, Jiang Ziwen's eclipsed cold eyes shone again, and a black shadow flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Fan Wusu, holding the precious pocket watch carved from gold in his hand.

"Princess Lingwei sealed the Keling Stone in it, and sent it to her humble position, as long as she wears it, she will not be imprisoned by the Spirit Sealing Circle or the Spirit Sealing Stone, which is extremely precious."

Jiang Ziwen stared at the pocket watch in his hand in a daze, and in a trance, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, fleeting, as if it had never appeared, "It's okay...... That's fine, at least Yi'er still thinks of me in her heart...... What else can not be satisfied...... That's enough. ”

Fan Wusu could almost feel the abruptness and sadness in the man's voice in front of him, and he was unwilling, but he had to admit defeat.

Putting away the pocket watch as if it were a treasure, Jiang Ziwen's eyes looked at the brilliant red glow outside the door of the gloomy hall.

Even though his heart was painful, he was already numb.

"Fan is helpless."

"Lord Jiang?"

"This king's cold and deserted hall, there is not a trace of heat, Wei'er has her home, what about this king? Or are you still alone in this long lonely time? ”

"Lord Jiang, Princess Lingwei has her own home, and you will meet sooner or later."

"But there is a person hidden in my heart, and I can't let it go, and if I really meet it, it will not be fair to that person."

An extremely low and deep cold sound echoed in the cold hall.

After the words fell, Jiang Ziwen was alone and walked towards the outside of the hall alone.

His tall and majestic figure is as powerful and domineering as an emperor, and I don't know how many ghosts and gods have seen it, and he bowed his head to the ministers.

But at this moment, the back is too lonely and lonely, and the loneliness is distressing.

-

The day after returning from the underworld, Lingwei originally planned to go to the Divine Realm and the General Administration of the Three Realms to solve the troubles one by one.

But there was an episode of retrieving memories before, and then there was a delay in the production of the Kling Stone.

In the end, on this day, she didn't make it.

planned to rush to the General Administration of the Three Realms first, and then to the God Realm as soon as it dawned the next day.

Because Ling Wei heard Ling Yan say that the headquarters of the General Administration of the Three Realms has a direct hall, where there is a door that can directly enter the entrance of the Heavenly Gate of the God Realm, so that it is more convenient.

Late at night, in the Mu Lingyuan where Lingwei and Gong Siyu lived, the bedroom was still brightly lit.

Lingwei's long hair is half wet, wearing a loose and wide lace pajamas, and he is sitting in front of the antique women's vanity mirror, wiping his hair, and on the cowhide single sofa on the side, Gong Siyu is sitting there elegantly and quietly, reading a yellowed ancient book.

The room was filled with precious ambergris, and both of them were silent, but there was a wonderful feeling of an old husband and wife, and the years were quiet.

"Teiji."

Suddenly, there was a soft and seductive call.

"Hmm."

"Since something happened at home, we have forgotten about a guy, and I guess I left it there, and it thinks we have abandoned it."

"A bone."

"Well, when everything is settled, take it back from the Three Realms Bookstore with dry bones?"

"You are in charge of the family, I will listen to you."

Lingwei smiled charmingly, laughed crisply, while wiping her hair, while looking at herself in the mirror, the black lotus, who had always been inseparable from her, at this time, took the initiative to drill out of her body, like a chirping little black bird, around Lingwei kept circling in circles, as if saying something.

"Wei'er, you black lotus, you only make this kind of strange noise? Can't speak? ”

The strange sound made by the lotus lotus, like noise, made people upset, Gong Siyu frowned and was displeased, but in the next second, it attracted the revenge of the black lotus, and he saw a palm-sized black lotus, using petals as a hand, holding a glass of freshly poured red wine out of thin air, and was about to pour it on Gong Siyu's head.

"Lianlian is like this, my temper is what my master is used to, it can speak, but it is not willing to say, I and Black Lotus have long been integrated and inseparable from each other, so I can feel what it wants to express."

This black lotus is the Black Lotus of the Destruction of the World, and the original master is the Heavenless Old Group, that is, the master of the spirit.

"What was it talking to you about?"

"It's reminding me that it still has a bunch of garbage in its stomach that hasn't been disposed of, alluding to Donghuang Wuji and them, let me solve it quickly." After a pause, Ling Wei put down the comb, "I forgot about this matter, Disi, I want to go into Lianlian's body, do you want to come with me?" ”

"Are you sure this thing is letting me in?"

The black lotus was chirping crookedly on the side, as if scolding and shouting, which made Gong Siyu suddenly feel that this black lotus was gritting his teeth at him, like a little mad dog.