"Murong Qingli, have you slept?" Leng Yue'er couldn't sleep after taking a bath, and she couldn't figure out some things.

"Miss me." When Murong Qingli opened the door, he saw Leng Yue'er standing at the door, frowning, why was his hair still dripping.

"Uh, it's okay." Leng Yue'er watched Murong Qingli come out wrapped in a pajama, dumbfounded.

"Come in."

"Uh."

Leng Yue'er was pulled in by Murong Qingli, and was pressed to the chair before she could figure out the situation.

"Why is your hair still wet?" Murong Qingli rubbed Leng Yue'er's hair.

"Ah, don't get it, it just blew." Leng Yue'er impatiently opened Murong Qingli's hand.

"Alright."

"What?"

Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli with a stupid face, Murong Qingli pointed to her hair, Leng Yue'er touched it with her hand, I'll go, do it. Leng Yue'er smash it, smash it, hey, the gods are good.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Ahh

"Don't you want to hear my story?"

"Uh."

"Sour plum."

"Hmm."

Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli stupidly and conjured up a sour plum out of thin air.

"Let's see if it's delicious." Murong Qingli put a sour plum into Leng Yue'er's mouth.

"Ah, that's sour." Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli with a grin.

"Really?"

"Hmm." Leng Yue'er felt that her tears were about to fall, it was too sour.

"So, do you still want to eat?"

"Eat." Leng Yue'er said with sour eyes.

"Hmm." Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er who could eat so sourly that she smiled, if anyone marries this girl in the future, it will be bearable.

"Listen up, girl."

"What?" Leng Yue'er was so sour at the moment that she couldn't speak.

"You have also seen this world, it is not simple, the world is actually composed of four worlds, heaven, demons, demons, and humans. There are also disputes between the four realms, and there will be wars between them, and the reason why they have been at peace for thousands of years is because there is still a spiritual realm in these four realms, so this world should be composed of five realms. There are very few people in the spirit world, but the spirit world has always existed to maintain this world, and the spirit world has to elect a spirit king every thousand years to maintain the peace of this world. The Spirit King is the most honorable of all, and he is revered by this world. There are many small worlds in the world, but no matter how many worlds there are, there will be an ontology, and this ontology is the world you cross, and if the ontology is destroyed, this world will also be destroyed. The modern era we are in is actually a small world, and the time here is limited by the ontology, which means that the current time is two years after your death. Do you understand? Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er's blank face and was very helpless, why is this girl so stupid.

"I understand, I just want to ask, who does this underworld belong to?"

"The underworld does not belong to any realm, it is independent. However, it can also be said that it belongs to each world. ”

"Oh." Leng Yue'er put another sour plum in her mouth.

"How much have you eaten?" Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er so sour, hey, I really admire her, she can still eat like this.

"It's over." Leng Yue'er opened her hands, and the sour plum that Murong Qingli gave her was long gone.

"I'm done." Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er incredulously. That's ten, and she's done eating it, and she doesn't know what she's eating.

"Hmm." Leng Yue'er was so sour that she was excited.

"How do you feel?"

"Sour."

"What else?"

"Also, no, it's sour." Leng Yue'er's tears couldn't stop flowing down at this moment.

"Girl, what you eat is not ordinary sour plums."

"I know."

"You know." Murong Qingli was surprised.

"Well, ordinary sour plums aren't that sour." Leng Yue'er wiped her tears, but there were still them.

"This is the sour plum of the divine realm."

"Ahh Leng Yue'er's tears flowed downward.

"Ordinary people can live for a hundred more years if they eat one, you 、、、、、、" Murong Qingli didn't know if this was his mistake, he just wanted her to eat less, who knew that this girl would eat all ten, you know, this is very difficult to get, a hundred years of flowering, a hundred years of fruit, a hundred years of drying, only this sour plum is there.

"What." Leng Yue'er was also scared at the moment, just kidding, she didn't want to live so long.

"I've eaten everything, and that's all I can do, come, eat this."

"What?" Leng Yue'er watched Murong Qingli conjure up a black ball again, like chocolate.

"Why are there so many words, eat quickly." Murong Qingli couldn't help but stuff the ball into Leng Yue'er's mouth.

"Well, it's so bitter." Leng Yue'er's tears were more than that.

"Can it not be bitter, this is made of a thousand kinds of medicinal herbs. It's not okay to just eat sour plums, you will die if you get a disease, this can be a variety of diseases. Murong Qingli said lightly.

"Oh, and this, eat it." Murong Qingli put another pill into Leng Yue'er's mouth.

"This is a 100-poison pill."

Leng Yue'er can't speak at the moment, the taste in this mouth is really indescribable, that bitter.

"Hey, look at you crying, normal people will cry happily when they have such a good thing, don't worry, I won't laugh at you." Murong Qingli brought toilet paper to Leng Yue'er.

Leng Yue'er was ruthless with toilet paper, if she couldn't speak, she really wanted to scold him, this guy could see that he was happy, this was obviously crying bitterly. Besides, she didn't want to live that long.

"Don't cry, let others see it and think I'm going to do something to you." Murong Qingli smiled while wiping Leng Yue'er's tears.

Murong Qingli, you bastard.

"Well, I'm a bastard, I was wrong."

You're not human.

"Okay, I'm not human, don't cry."

Outside the door, Xu Bo put down the hand that was originally knocking on the door. Hey, his young master can't be gentle, look, the girl is crying. Uncle Xu shook his head and came down.

"Hey, crying like this is not a solution." Murong Qingli's eyes were already swollen from crying when she looked at Leng Yue'er, and with a little finger, Leng Yue'er fell asleep. Murong Qingli gently placed her on the bed.

"Hey, I don't know how much I listened." Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er in her sleep, her face was still wrinkled. With a wave of his hand, there was calm on his face.

"It shouldn't be bitter now." Murong Qingli smiled with satisfaction.

"It seems that it has happened again." Seeing that the ring on his hand was shining, Murong Qingli was helpless.

For a while, there was still Murong Qingli's figure in the room, only the person sleeping on the bed.

In the distance, the wind was blowing.

"What's wrong?" Murong Qingli paced to Mo Han's side.

"I just received the news that the demon world is in chaos." Mo Han fell to one knee on the ground.

"The Demon King still can't hold his breath." Murong Qingli looked into the distance, the view on the mountain was always so good.

"What about the Demon Realm?"

"Haven't heard from it yet."

"Well, the demon world is in chaos, and the demon world is not far away." Murong Qingli squinted at the light of the city in the distance.