The white light flashed behind the two tall mountain stones, and Hongluan left the ghost realm dungeon, and the black and white impermanence in front of the mountain stone shifted his gaze to the location of the mountain stone.

Bai Wuchang turned his eyes to look at Hei Wuchang, "Why do you suddenly want to play such a scene for her, are you pitying her?"

Hei Wuchang crossed his arms around his chest and looked in the direction of the Heavenly Realm with a smile, "I'm just not happy with the hypocrite of the Heavenly Emperor." ”

"Why does he want to set up a game himself, and he still has to get involved in our ghost world? If it weren't for him, we would have retired a long time ago. ”

Black Impermanence now mutters that he can retire three or four times a day, and Bai Impermanence has long been used to it.

"Could it be that we only allow their heavenly immortals to bully our little ghosts, can't we also calculate him once?" Hei Wuchang said again: "I said these words to this little immortal, whether she understands or doesn't understand, the situation set by the Emperor of Heaven is not good, or if she loses, in short, he draws the bow and does not turn back, and I only play a slight role in pushing it at most, otherwise their heavenly people will grind like this for two more days, and it will be several years below, and my pension will not come for a long time, who will I go to?"

Bai Wuchang was a little puzzled, "Why are you so obsessed with such a thing as a pension?"

Hei Wuchang smiled, "I was lucky enough to go to Lethe last time and saw the legendary god Meng Po, only to find that the world outside the underworld is so exciting.

People Meng Po, good-looking, good-looking, and good-looking, and then look at our underworld, the unified work clothes are white in addition to black, my black robe, the same style back and forth for thousands of years, has long been tired of wearing.

It's a pity that people are favored by the great god of Lethe and have the money to buy clothes, but I can't. Hei Wuchang's face was full of resentment, "When the pension comes down, I will also go to the world for a good trip and make a big purchase." ”

Bai Wuchang touched his nose and coughed lightly twice, his ears were a little hot, "Anyway, my pension is useless, I'll give it to you when the time comes...... You can buy two for me, and I'll give you the rest. ”

Hei Wuchang patted Bai Wuchang's shoulder, with a surprised expression of "steady, Lao Tie", and Bai Wuchang sighed in his heart.

Black and white impermanence thought that he was a praying mantis catching cicadas, but he didn't expect that there were yellow finches behind him.

Si Ming Xingjun was originally worried that Hongluan's cultivation alone was very low, and he would encounter any danger in the underworld, so he deliberately secretly followed her down, and later when he saw that she was going to steal the book of life and death, he also helped her in fear.

Actually, he didn't want to help.

He knew what she was going to do stealing the Book of Life and Death, and he thought she was going to be insane.

Originally, after watching Hongluan leave, Si Ming Xingjun also planned to follow her back to the Heavenly Palace, but he didn't want to take a step slow, and just happened to hear the conversation between black and white impermanence.

Hongluan didn't understand the connotation, but Si Ming Xingjun understood it all.

When Yue Lao made a fuss in the Nine Heavens for that woman, he knew it clearly.

But he didn't expect that the Emperor of Heaven would painstakingly set up such a game in order for Yue Lao to return to the Nine Heavens, and made up his mind to make Hongluan a victim in this game.

But the Emperor of Heaven calculated and calculated, thinking that he had nothing missing, but he forgot that people's hearts can be controlled by means.

As an outsider, Si Ming Xingjun actually sees it more clearly than everyone else.

Hongluan loves Yue Lao deeply.

But the old moon may not be sincere to Hongluan.

Yue Lao fell because of the love calamity, and the Emperor of Heaven closed his memory in order for him to return to the Nine Heavens, and then set up a love calamity, but the old Yue didn't escape back then, and now, can he still escape the past?

Si Ming Xingjun didn't know the answer to the question, although he could grasp the fate chart of countless beings in the world, he also knew that some things could always escape the trajectory of its destiny and go to rebirth or destruction.

He has seen too much such glory or destruction, and over time, he will not have so much heart to set things right.

He actually wants to see the ending of those who shout "My life is up to me".

As for the ending of Yue Lao and Hongluan, Si Ming Xingjun thought that he didn't want to see the final tragedy.

He also entered the game after all.

In fact, the Book of Life and Death of the Mandate of Heaven can be modified by anyone, but the price after modification is not something that anyone can bear.

After taking all of his cultivation, the ninety-nine eighty-one heavenly thunders turned into heavenly punishments, which was enough to make a ninefold heavenly immortal soul fly away.

Not to mention a little fairy like Hongluan, who has low cultivation and shallow qualifications.

Some people say that all things in the world, life and death, wealth and wealth in the sky, all depend on a person's creation.

But who can say for sure what such a thing can be?

In the past, many people said that Hongluan was lucky, and all she encountered were top-level creations, but this time, she didn't know if she could survive it.

Hongluan opened the book of life and death of the Mandate of Heaven, found the page of Su Ying, and used the remaining two thousand years of cultivation to conjure up a pen, modify her life, and exchange her next life, the next life, a worry-free life, and a long life.

The book of life and death automatically disappeared in front of her after the revision, and Hongluan lay on her back on the roof of the highest part of the Moon Palace Pavilion, looking at the bright or dark stars above her head, waiting for the final heavenly punishment.

The former Hongluan regarded Ah Yue as her heaven, and later realized that everything was just her delusion.

There was a flash of lightning in the distant sky, followed by a deafening thunder in his ears, the thunder was coming, and Hongluan glanced at the Moon Palace again.

Such a big movement as Heavenly Punishment should attract many people to come over, but it's not that Hongluan doesn't know if he can take another look at Ah Yue before his soul is gone.

When I closed my eyes, the last thing that appeared in front of me was not Ah Yue, who had black hair and long hair tied in white clothes.

is in the marriage mirror, the black-clothed and red-robed, bright and bright.

The facial features are profound, the eyebrows and eyes are dark, the black hair is scattered behind the back, and the whole body is fierce and wild, and the blade is general.

It was his past that she didn't have a chance to participate in.

The order of first come and last in the relationship is too important, one step late, it is forever.

A dazzling electric light above his head slashed straight down, a deafening sound sounded in his ears, and thunder and lightning were frantically poured into the heavenly spirit cover, and Hongluan felt as if his head was about to explode.

For these eighty-one heavenly thunders, Hongluan didn't have any thoughts of resisting.

She quietly waited for the second round of heavenly punishment, and before closing her eyes, a white light flashed in her eyes, as if she could still see Ah Yue's rare loss of color and anxious face, with a sense of grief and remorse, rushing in her direction.

That kind of desperate and profound eyes, but unexpectedly with a soft comfort and regret-

In a trance, I thought it was the tenderness you gave.