Chapter 101: Sansheng Stone Looks at Sansheng

Tian Yu'er lay on the steps of Sanshengshi, stumbled to his feet, and looked in a trance, alas!

Bad luck! scolded a thousand times and ten thousand times in my heart!

"Princess Chilian, aren't you going to tell me why?"

She sneered, pointed to the Sansheng Stone that had regained its composure, and shouted with all her might, "You tell me why! ”

"Naturally, it's the opinion of the door." Chang'an closed his eyelashes slightly, his face was peaceful, and his voice was light.

Tian Yu'er: The view of the fart stepping on the horse! Fengyu's kid coaxed his mother to follow him for a lifetime to help him rob, and his mother actually used herself, so she was ready to kill herself.

"In the last life, your father was a general and held military power, so he and the six princes were naturally a good match. But that's just a dream of Huang Liang in the mortal world, do you still expect Fengyu to marry you again with the love of husband and wife between the two worlds, regardless of everyone's opposition? ”

Every word of Chang'an is like a sharp sword, mercilessly slashing one knife after another in her heart, leaving indelible scars.

Huang Liang dreamed, how many worlds did the old lady run with him? The one who stepped on the horse said that if he didn't remember, he wouldn't remember the trickster?

Well, she's ...... Ghost!

"Princess Chilian, what do you need me to do?" She built one strong tower after another in her heart to protect her wounded and broken heart.

Princess Chilian, she will never do useless things, and she has found herself several times...... If it weren't for her this time, she would be dead next year. The ghost said that it was because she was a disaster star and caused disasters in the world, but in the end, everyone's hearts were like mirrors, and the lady in the Jinluan Palace couldn't help but shoot at herself after all?

Fart! Don't you just want to kill yourself and make a legitimate excuse?

Changan:......

Does this girl really like Fengyu? How did she feel that from the beginning to the bottom, it was a magical hatred of honey?

Is love hate?

In the original plot, the fairy queen was because she wanted to get rid of Zihe, but she failed to succeed three times, and she was ready to do it herself in a fit of anger, but the fairy emperor seized the opportunity and caused a lot of trouble.

When she was imprisoned, that is, the original owner appeared, she sneaked to see the fairy queen, crying and crying a miserable narrative, how Zihe hooked her son, how to think about it.

Wangshu was blackened because of the fairy queen's death of his mother and the green hat, and he was ready to kill Fengyu to seize power.

The original owner's narration was in vain, and the tens of thousands of years of cultivation of the fairy queen made her happy.

Before she had time to be happy, she heard that on the day Zihe and Wangshu got married, Zihe inserted a knife in Wangshu's heart with his own hand, and it stands to reason that the male protagonist could not die so easily.

But the blame is on that knife, and I don't know where Wangshu got it from, anyway, Wangshu is dead, only the last wisp of soul is left, and when he is about to scatter, his father, the Immortal Emperor, is like crazy, turning into a golden dragon with teeth and claws to grab the last trace of Wangshu's soul, and he is protecting each other with death, just to keep his soul alive.

Chang'an's indifferent face.

made such a big play, just to kill Fengyu, and in the end, he resurrected him with a wisp of soul!?

Are you teasing labor and management? The main soul is gone, and there is only the last trace of the broken remnant soul left, and it will be resurrected with a few mouthfuls of 'clear soup and little water'?

She has a way to save the little ancestor, but because his main soul is not gone.

Throw him into the three thousand small worlds, and the main soul will automatically look for the remnant soul.

He's a bit like a vegetative person, alive and not dead, and being a pretty sleeping beauty.

Chang'an can't complain anymore, this bullish plot.

I'm Rinima! Are you playing with this spirit?

Are you serious?

"Do you want to cultivate immortals? Or is it demon cultivation? ”

Chang'an picked up a few flowers on the other side, and randomly inserted them on the half-human-high Tian Yu'er's sheep's horn braid, looking serious, his eyes were full of smiles, soft, and his eyes flashed like a sky full of stars.

"If you want to cultivate immortals, it will be very troublesome."

Chang An walked to the steps beside her and sat down, frowning slightly, "But if you cultivate demons, it will be a thousand miles a day, and the results will be remarkable." ”

Cultivating immortals is indeed very troublesome, and she is not bluffing when she says this.

Not to mention anything else, Tian Yu'er, the lonely widow of the Heavenly Calamity Star, if you want to crack it, you must fight poison with poison, what's more, the group of people in the sky who eat salted duck eggs will not allow it, so that a monster full of demonic energy and immortal energy has an immortal position, and it is even more impossible to sit in the heavenly court.

This guy is supposed to be a bomb, maybe it will blow up one day.

Tian Yu'er's eyes moved slightly, and she sat on the ground in a daze, and said slowly for a long time, "Princess, I cultivate demons." ”

The trouble that the attacker said could be a big problem for her.

And she just wants to live now, and the underworld is obviously no longer suitable for her.

Demon cultivation is the best choice.

Oh, others don't necessarily have a way to fix it.

Chang'an tossed in his sleeve for a long time and threw it into her arms casually.

"Oh, this is a token handed over to me by the demon bird, take it to the demon world, and someone will naturally lead the way to help you."

Demon Bird, literally means the bird clan that cultivates demons.

No matter what she repairs, as long as it is a bird, it is under her control.

Chang'an thought happily: I feel like I'm a cow.

I'm in charge of everything Emma, do things!

The little girl held the token in her hand and followed her carefully, her eyes staring closely at Chang'an.

If she didn't follow the princess, these ghosts in the underworld would throw her into the Infernal Hell, and just thinking of that name made her tremble and her heart was terrified.

"What's wrong with you?"

Chang'an naturally saw it, what did he shake well?

It hurts labor and management to think that you have jitteria.

Crossing the bridge again, Tian Yu'er turned his head to look at the Lechuan River, he couldn't see the edge at a glance, the bottomless bottom of the river was only terrifying, and there were countless man-eating ghosts in the river.

She saw Princess Chilian, her clothes swaying, fluttering in the wind, and her compelling aura attracted countless souls in the river, causing them to circle over, unwilling to leave.

She suddenly heard a faint, ethereal, erratic voice, like a voice from the distant horizon.

"Do you think if someone falls, they will come out alive?"

Chang'an stared at her seriously, his face calm, as if the surface of the lake could not be shocked by a ripple.

"I can't."

She replied with some uncertainty that no one had ever been able to climb up from the Lethe River alive since ancient times.

"Probably...... No, I can't. The tone seemed to be nostalgic, and there was a hint of sadness.

Chang'an retracted her gaze, she led Tian Yu'er out of the underworld and sent her safely to the entrance of the Demon Realm.

In fact, she still hasn't said a word.

If so, what about the 'people' who were born in the midst of the evil spirits that were everywhere?

Can such a person still be called a human being?

Chang'an's eyes showed a trace of confusion, and his gaze fell into the distance without focus.

"Spicy chicken host, what are you excited about? That's not you! "The spicy chicken is a thief and has a tone of under-beating.

That man is his master.

What's the big deal, it's not about living well, it's thousands of times better than others, and it's above everyone.

Aren't they all begging for his master?

There is nothing bad about all people who are born different, and it may be said that it is a great thing.

Chang'an couldn't help but scold, "You spicy chicken, what can you understand?" What do you know? The appearance of your master who is not a ghost or a ghost is thousands of times better than others in your eyes? You've been kicked in the head by a donkey, right? ”

Old fish, it's really miserable.

She secretly stole someone from elsewhere, and had a crush on this boy for a long time, but she didn't dare to confess or go to see him, and one day she learned that this boy was suddenly engaged to another little girl.

Heartbroken for a long time, the point is that she didn't know she liked this guy at all.

Her sinister plan to steal people out and tie them to her side.

A boy is caught by a crazy woman for no reason and is caught in a place that is completely unfamiliar to him, can he not be angry? Can you not be afraid? The premeditated plan to kill the old fish.

The two of them stayed with their own ghosts, and they stayed together for a long time.

I don't know what kind of nerves happened to the old fish, fooling things around.

When Chang'an saw the boy again, his sunken eyes were old and scary, his face was also pale that he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and the clothes on his body were obviously bigger.

Stop!

Alas, the topic goes off the rails if you are not careful!

"Spicy chicken host, I will tell my master everything you say!" The spicy chicken is so angry that he is huffing.

"Go! Labor and management are not cowardly. ”

Spicy Chicken looked at Chang'an as a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, his eyes were red with anger, he took off the small quilt wrapped around his body, stood in front of the screen with a poke and poke, and knocked the keyboard loudly, and he didn't know what he was doing.

A lewd sneer appeared at the person on the screen.

Hum! You speak ill of my master.

Then I can't blame me.

Watching the screen beat rapidly, the heartbeat of the spicy chicken system also accelerated, and he was simply excited.

Hahaha!

I look at how you still get stuck!

Chang'an sneezed violently.

Damn it! Who's scolding labor?

She climbed the small clouds and drifted back to her palace, one day in the sky, ten years on earth, and she was only in her twenties when she arrived in the world.

Chang'an was very suspicious that the cave where he slept had an indiscriminate deal with Heavenly Court.

Otherwise, it's all a mountain, why does time fly so quickly in other places?

She's just getting some sleep!

Can you still have a good time?

A cheerful voice sounded from behind Chang'an.

"Princess, are you back?"

The maid Xiaoxi walked into the house with a vegetable plate, she had just heard the movement in the inner room, and guessed that the princess must have returned, so she went to the kitchen to get the princess's usual favorite meal.

Chang An turned around, his gaze staring, and his gaze followed her movements.

"Okay, you've pinched my weakness!" A joke that seems to be angry but not angry.

Xiao Xile was so happy that his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but face upward, he couldn't hold back his smile, and pretended to be serious: "No, who in the whole world doesn't know that the princess doesn't like to eat snacks the most on weekdays, and who else dares to laugh at you?" ”

Xiaoxi put out the dish plate and said the same sentence, "Princess, you have lost weight." ”

"Spicy chicken host, you take it!" The spicy chicken's schadenfreude voice exploded in Chang'an's mind, like thunder, which shook her ears a little.