When she left here, she swore that she would change everything in a year and a half, but now, it has been three years, and the world has not been peaceful, and it is even more chaotic than before.

The change she promised failed to change in the slightest, which is not counting, and what is even more terrifying is that she even made herself look like this.

"Are you still disfigured?" Fairy Si Yu sighed, very sad. After all, she had been cultivated by her, and seeing that she had become like this, it was as if half of her own had died.

"Yes." She could only nod.

"You've lost everything now, you come forward." Fairy Si Yu said, Qiansang nodded, and went towards her, her hand was a little in the air, and her mouth recited with words, "This is a safe fetus, Master doesn't want your child to have any more longs and shortcomings, you can't fake everything to others, you understand?" ”

"The apprentice understands that the bloody rain and bloody wind in the four seas are all brought by the apprentice, and the apprentice needs to calm down the universe and understand the apprentice." He nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, since everything is well known, Master doesn't need to say it." He nodded, "You follow the Immortal Monarch and leave, everything is cheap, Master can only go so far, you can do it yourself, Assan." The master called her by this name, and Asao's tears had already flowed.

After all, Master still feels sorry for himself.

But Master can't continue to help himself, it's not that Master has to do nothing, but that these histories can only be changed by themselves, who let all this be messed up by themselves? The Immortal King took the shallow mulberry to hell, and the two of them soared through the clouds and fog, and walked against the wind.

He looked absentmindedly at the vanishing scenery around him, and when he left the valley, his expression suddenly relaxed.

"Benjun asked you, you fell in love with a person in the mortal world, and you were pregnant for this person, right?"

"Yes." Qiansang's face was red, when he left, he clearly promised that he would not fall in love with anyone in the world, if he could really be like that, now, is there still war? It's not that it's been peaceful a long time ago, but now the asah-san has somehow become like this.

She couldn't see the person in front of her.

"Master likes you." She said it was a long, long time before the man smiled bitterly. "How so?"

"Master is sad every time you leave, but every time he learns that you are coming, Master is happy."

"Me and your master, it's impossible."

"Anything is possible." Assan-san didn't like to listen to the words of this burst of negative energy, but when he heard this, he looked at the girl's face fixedly. "You like that person, so you are reluctant to give up on that person even though you have ruined one of your faces, even though you are blind to your eyes, right?"

"Love is giving, giving without thinking of return, and I think that everything in the future will prove me right."

"I hope so, but ...... I want to ask, what about that man, now that you have become like this, he will still feel sorry for you? You must know that men judge people by their appearance, and if your appearance is destroyed, it is equivalent to the future is also destroyed, and he will give up on you decisively. ”

"After all these years, I bet he won't give up on me no matter what."

"We'll see." The Immortal Monarch doesn't believe that there is such a love in the world, but Emperor Yan in Qiansang's impression will indeed not give up on himself because of his appearance, he is very close to the Yin Cao Difu, he is a native here, of course he can't feel anything.

But she was different, the more she felt the low pressure, the more difficult it was to breathe, the more she felt unbearable, the cold, almost invaded the bone marrow, she shivered, and gritted her teeth.

"I'll try to help you, don't be afraid." He patted her on the shoulder, and soon, she felt that her spirit was out of her body, and the spirit gradually separated from her body, and the coldness disappeared, the good thing is that her spirit is perfect and can see everything.

Now, he sealed her body and stored it below the door.

The gates of hell are already in front of them, there are a lot of black butterflies here, Asa-san is full of freshness about everything because of his first visit here, everything here seems to be different from the legend, but it seems to be slightly consistent with the legend.

"Ordinary ghosts can't leave the gates of hell, and in broad daylight, they will disappear."

"Hmm." Assan-sang listened to the introduction of the Immortal King, but it was also fascinating, it turned out that people are the same as ghosts, they need to live in a safe place, she has never been here, so she has taken a look at everything, and the two of them have embarked on a silver-white road.

This road is shining, shining, this beautiful road is not at all what the world should have, and there are many flowers and herbs on this road.

The two walked one after the other, the former did not walk fast, the reason for this is to make the girl more pleasing to the eye to see everything here, for him, it is already commonplace to take this road, and he is already familiar with the road, but she has never been here at all.

"Don't move, remember, everything you see." He reminded him, and Assan-sang immediately withdrew his curious hand, and was about to enter the gate of hell, when he suddenly saw a piece of artemisia grass here, this piece of long forest and abundant grass, but it seemed to be very familiar.

It's really strange, she looked at it, and couldn't help but look sideways slightly.

"It's a familiar place, but I've never been there." She said, looking at it with difficulty, the immortal king next to her said: "People have a past life and this life, after drinking Meng Po soup, the soul will enter the six realms of reincarnation, and those who have done all the bad things in the previous life will fall into the animal path in the next life, and they will be miserable." ”

"Those who have accumulated virtue and done good deeds in their previous lives will be reincarnated into a family with no worries about food and clothing in this life, all kinds of shapes, they have already had a book of life and death in the hands of the king of Yama, the reason why you can feel familiar here is just because, this is the ferry port of the soul."

"The human soul cannot enter this place directly, and you may often dream that in this lush grass, there are sparkling gold and silver jewels, which are just treasures from your past life."

"I see." Assa-sang nodded, and the head of his analysis was Dao.

The two of them continued to walk forward, on the gate of hell, there was a huge butterfly, this butterfly was black, half of its wings were beautiful faces, half of it was the devil's hideous face, he counted the wings of the butterfly, the butterfly had opened its wings, and the door opened to both sides.

Squeak, the eyes are dark, Assan-sang can only chase hard, panting when he walks, this is a tunnel, this black tunnel is very long, as if there is no end, intuitively walked for a long time, but in fact, it was just a flick of his fingers.

There was a very noisy voice in her ears, boiling with a sting, it was indescribable, she was feeling very excited, after all, it was the first time she came here, as for him, he had already become accustomed to nature, "Wait a while, whatever you see, you have to pretend not to see it, you have to be unfazed, no matter what you are facing, you have to, okay?" ”

"Hmm!" She can come here, she is ready to break the cauldron, and now, the bottom of the cauldron is withdrawn, so she can only do that.

"If you want to save your soul, it's not that simple, as for success or failure, I can't help you much, I can only take you to see the ghost king." He said as he led Asa-san on.

Asak-san saw a lot of people, this group of people were all in chains, they looked miserable, there was a Yaksha who threw a woman in the hot oil, the woman screamed in horror, but the Yaksha turned a deaf ear, and a Yaksha split the body of a man's five horses, and the man screamed in pain, and the Yaksha ignored it.