"Who is there, come out for Benjun!" Yushu was annoyed, and he actually had the courage to eavesdrop under his nose, which was simply deadly.

When Su Xiao and Murong Yan raised their feet and were about to escape, they were immobilized by the magic and froze in place.

Youshu stepped forward, looked at Su Xiao's two mustaches that were specially glued, couldn't help but smile in his eyes, and reached out to take off his beard, because the action was too fast, so Su Xiao gasped in pain, Youshu didn't care, and said with a smile: "Who should I be, it turned out to be the county lord, what's the matter, is it because I don't live in this place comfortably, do I have to bother His Majesty the Emperor to pick it up in person?"

"Hehe, I'm just out for a walk, a walk!" Su Xiao laughed dryly, and he didn't even believe what he said.

Youshu glanced at Su Xiao and Murong Yan meaningfully, and then said to Yuhua: "What a good strategy, Murong Yan is the king of the human world, and his life is not dominated by anyone in the two worlds of gods and demons, you expect that I can't make a move on him, so let him come, wonderful, really wonderful!"

"You're thinking too much, the Divine Sword is here, if you talk about it, let people go quickly!"

"You also know, I'm the least trustworthy, talk to me about the conditions, go ask your good uncle, let him come!" After speaking, he waved his sleeves, released a cloud of black gas, and swept towards Yuhua.

Yuhua hurriedly blocked it, but the magic of the ghost art was too powerful, and Yuhua and him could only fight to a draw.

"Is that what you can do?" Youshu was very disdainful, and showed off by the way: "Tell you, even if your uncle is standing here today, it may not be my opponent." ”

"Whether you win or lose, it remains to be verified!" Yuhua held the sword in his hand, pulled it out, and a dazzling blue light slowly formed.

After Su Xiao was hit by the blue light, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and he always felt in his mind that he had seen the Zhu Shen Sword recently, but he couldn't remember anything, looking at Yuhua's appearance, he was going to have a bloody battle.

And the ghost art does not show weakness at all, and a flute made of black bamboo is conjured in his hand, this is the ghost flute, blowing it, it can control people's hearts with the sound of the flute, and it is also a symbol of the identity of the monarch of the demon world, although the appearance is really not very good-looking.

Yuhua carried the sword of the god and attacked the magic technique, the magic used the magic flute to block Yuhua's powerful spell attack, and then put the magic flute to his lips and played a magic sound, Murong Yan, Yuhua covered his ears at this time, and instantly felt that everything was burning, only Su Xiao, like a nobody, did not feel it at all.

"Don't blow it, it's ugly!" Su Xiao yelled at the ghost.

After hearing Su Xiao's voice, Yushu immediately stopped playing the flute, and looked at Su Xiao, his face full of incredulity: "Why, why don't you feel it at all?"

Su Xiao looked at his body and said, "I don't know, maybe, maybe I have a different physiological structure from yours!"

At this time, Yuhua and Murong Yan suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and Su Xiao asked anxiously, "Murong Yan! Yuhua, are you okay?"

"No ......" Before he finished speaking, Murong Yan fainted, in comparison, Yuhua was okay.

"Youdi is like this, the heavier the selfish thoughts and desires of anyone, the deeper the injury will be, Murong Yan is a human being, seven emotions and six desires are naturally impossible to be less, and Yuhua is a god, so it is naturally different. The phantom explained slowly.

"You!" Su Xiao originally thought that Yushu was a kind demon, but it was only because of everything he had encountered that he had encountered that he would be like this, but he never thought about demons, he was a demon after all, and it was impossible to change his evil and return to the right.

"Alas, don't be angry, you know, you have a face of aster, and I don't have the slightest murderous intent for you. “

"Hmph, then do I have to thank you!" Su Xiao felt at this time that the person of Youshu was very strange at this time, with a double-faced face.

"That's not necessary, all I want is his life, you give it to me. As he spoke, he walked towards Yuhua step by step.

Su Xiao looked at the slow pace of Youshu in horror, and there was only one thought in his heart, Yuhua couldn't die, seeing the Zhushen Sword that fell aside, Su Xiao immediately picked it up, and his body immediately seemed to be controlled, carrying the sword, and rushing towards Youshu.

The cold sword body immediately pierced the body of the Ghost Technique, and with a cry of pain from the Ghost Technique, the purple light source spread to the sword body of the Divine Sword, and then magnified.

Youshu was caught off guard by Su Xiao's sword sneak attack, waved his sleeves, knocked Su Xiao away, and fell to the ground, and then pulled out the sword of Zhushen, with blood on the corners of his mouth and wounds, and smiled evilly: "Do you think you can kill me like this? It's too naïve!"

As soon as she finished saying this, the pink petals in the sky were overwhelming, and then, a young woman in a pink dress stepped on the flowers, she used the flower as a sword, and turned the flower into a sharp blade, and the piece attacked the ghost, and the ghostcraft was only sneak attacked by Su Xiao, with injuries on her body, she was defeated by the other party, and she was a little caught off guard, the woman took the opportunity to release the petals in her sleeves, and the petals immediately wrapped the bodies of Murong Yan, Yuhua and Su Xiao.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, the woman withdrew her hand and left immediately with the three of them.

After taking the person out of the demon realm, the person put Su Xiao and Murong Yan in the National Teacher's Mansion, and he left with Yuhua, and he didn't know where he went.

Su Xiao was anxious in her heart, but her ability was limited, and after Qi Xun felt the movement, she immediately rushed to the room.

"Oops, you're back!" Wan Yan stepped forward and hugged Su Xiao tightly, telling her worries.

"Okay, don't cry, what's wrong with him?" Cangshu saw that Wanyan would not stop crying, so he hurriedly stopped, and when he saw Murong Yan lying on the bed, he asked.

"He was blown by the flute of the ghost. Su Xiao explained.

Qi Xun on the side heard the words and immediately stepped forward to treat Murong Yan and check his pulse.

"How's that?" Su Xiao asked.

"He's fine, he just needs to recuperate, it seems that this time the ghost art is not ruthless!" Qi Xun explained, thinking to himself, isn't the ghost art also old?

Cangshudong didn't see Yuhua when he looked closely, so he asked, "Just the two of you?"

"He, he ......" Su smiled and slurred.

"Injured?" Seeing Su Xiao nodded, he asked again: "According to this situation, it should be discovered, so how did you come out? Also, where did Yuhua go?"

A series of questions, Su Xiao's head was bigger, and he poured a glass of water, Su Xiao said about the things in the demon world: "I only remember that I picked up the sword of the god and stabbed the ghost, and then a woman fell from the sky and saved us." ”

"A woman. Cangshu frowned and pondered, and then asked, "What kind of woman?"

"It's very beautiful, and the petals seem to be her weapon. ”

"I know, it's a painting memory. Cangshu snapped his fingers and suddenly realized.

"I don't care who she is now, I just want to know how Yuhua is doing now!"

"Painting Yi is the palace master of the Hundred Flowers Palace in the Divine Realm, the position and the gods, the appearance is superior, and the heart has been secretly in love with Yuhua for many years, and the gods know about it, so you don't have to worry too much, she must have brought Yuhua to the god realm...... Ah!" As soon as Cangshu finished speaking, Wanyan and Qi Xun on the side pinched the flesh on his waist and stepped on his toes, Cangshu shook off the two of them and asked, "What are you doing!"

Wanyan immediately covered Cangshu's mouth and said to Su Xiao: "Don't worry too much, he will be fine, there are still so many gods in the God Realm!"

"That's it, Su girl, listen to the old man, you are resting, and when Yuhua's injury is healed, he will naturally come back. Qi Xun echoed on the side.

After the two finished speaking, they immediately put Cangzhu out, and after the door closed, Cangzhu broke free of the hands of the two and said, "What do you mean?"

Qi Xun was very iron-clad, and slapped the back of Cangshu's head directly, and said: "Are you good at having a snack, you talk nonsense all day long, look at this Su girl's expression, you know that you are very worried, who wants to listen to what you say about painting memories of crushing Yuhua This is a, now Yuhua is not here, if he knows that you are talking nonsense here, causing his daughter-in-law to run away, I tell you, you will be guilty." ”

After finishing speaking, Qi Xun turned his head and left, without even looking back.

"It's really a fool's errand, it's really stupid for Yuhua, it's so obvious that I can't see it, if I really like other people's paintings, I'm afraid that this marriage can be finalized tens of thousands of years ago, but it's a pity!

Wanyan said: "You can save it, don't act like a love saint here, don't be ashamed!"

After finishing speaking, even Wanyan left, leaving Cangzhu in place with a confused expression.

Although this head of Yuhua is sober, but the injuries on the body are really unclear, since returning to the palace, the people who come and go in this Yuchen Palace have not been broken, and the painting memory is to take care of Yuhua every step of the way, so unsatisfied.

"Actually, you don't have to come every day, my injury is not serious. Yuhua persuaded the painting to remember.

Hua Yi has moved his office place together, and Hua Yi, who is dealing with things, was stunned when he heard this, and said with a forced smile: "Although you are now a god, your divine power has not yet recovered, and you have to take care of it, plus you have a cold temperament, except for me and Cangshu, where do you have any friends, don't shirk it." ”

Yuhua thought for a while, but did not speak, and then listened to the painting and said: "When you were in the human world, your divine power only recovered to sixty percent, how could you be so impulsive and dare to break into the Demon Palace?"

"The escape from the Netherworld is a matter of the Three Realms, and I have to go there myself. ”

"Is it really just for the sake of ghostism?" "The big eyes of the painting memory water spirit kept looking at Yuhua's face, with a hint of inquiry, and did not want to miss Yuhua's every expression.

Yuhua fell silent again, and the painting recalled that Yuhua ignored him and gave up.

"Yuhua! Yuhua!" was the voice of Cangshu outside, and he came.

Cangshu came uninvited, and when he saw Yuhua lying on the bed, awake, he said, "You're really back." ”