Don't do that, or the cup of fragrant poisonous wine that condenses evil thoughts will come out again, it has broken her liver and intestines, but it is still full of fatal temptation.

Whether he let go of the fate or not, whether he can't forget it, the young man she loves is already lying in the snowy grave, let everything pass quietly.

Don't let her willfulness raise her head, don't come near her again, she finally reconciled with loneliness.

The wooden sword was thrown for the third time, and this time it finally rubbed the edge of the osmanthus tree, scraping off a few leaves, and Xuanyi clapped his hands and laughed with an "oops": "Finally smashed the tree, and it was successful." ”

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to go back to the hall, but the wooden sword that had just flown out was blocked in front of him in an instant, and Fu Cang's voice sounded behind him: "I haven't finished practicing yet." ”

Xuanyi looked at him with tears in his eyes: "But my feet hurt." ”

Fu Cang looked at the delicate wooden shoes on her feet: "The feet hurt because the shoes are wrong, just take them off." ”

Before she could react, she felt a press on her shoulder, she sat down involuntarily, and landed on a chair that appeared at some point, and he couldn't help but take off her shoes, put them in his hand, and then dragged her again, and the chair disappeared with a "poof", turned into a wooden sword, and fell into her hand.

Xuanyi was simply stunned by his series of actions, Fu Cang carried her two shoes, looked down, looked up at her, and asked seriously: "Does it still hurt?" ”

She felt her hand reaching for the poisoned wine again, her fingertips about to touch it, and then retracted sharply.

Xuanyi gritted his teeth, continued to say nothing, stepped on the soft turf with his bare feet, put on the most standard and beautiful move, threw a sword, just smashed on the shawl, and beat it trembling, but it did not fall.

She usually treats this shawl very thinly, why do you want to oppose her so much?

"Go on. "The ghost of Fucang is not gone.

Continued, she continued, and continued, gritted her teeth and endured, and continued in silence.

The cup of fragrant and tempting poisoned wine was at hand, and she wanted to take it. Did he do it on purpose? Isn't it good to let her be quiet?

Finally knocked the fox fur shawl off the osmanthus tree, it was almost dark, Xuanyi was so tired that his whole body was weak, he took two steps back, his legs touched the chair that suddenly appeared, and sat down fiercely.

She was so tired that she never wanted to see the shawl again, and she would throw it away later.

The white-clothed Shenjun squatted lightly in front of her, his right hand reaching for his bare feet under the hem of her skirt. Xuanyi suddenly remembered the pear tree in the Nether that had never bloomed, the small and dark silver moon, and the weak mortal boy.

She shrunk her feet: "I'll do it myself." ”

She took the shoes from his hand, put them on slowly, and then stretched out tiredly, yawned down with her sleeves, and limped back to the temple: "There is a labor to help the Cangshen Monarch." ”

The sound of footsteps behind her sounded, and she was hugged by the waist, and the sky spun around, and her body gently landed on the wooden chair in the hall.

Fu Cang looked down at her for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I will come again, rest early, Dragon Princess." ”

...... He called her the Dragon Princess.

Xuanyi looked away and smiled, he didn't say anything more, and walked away neatly and simply. She sat quietly in her chair for a long time, until the maiden came to light the lamp, and carefully asked her what she wanted to eat.

She wanted to eat the poisoned wine at hand, but she wouldn't let herself eat it again, and she wouldn't indulge those willfulness again.

Xuanyi got up and limped into the dormitory, and said lightly: "I don't eat anything, I don't have to prepare." ”

Although he really wanted to go back to Zhongshan immediately, but she really didn't have the strength to move again, tossing her like this, he probably did it on purpose, why is this guy so bad now, what about that reckless man who does it at every turn? What about that weak and simple mortal?

Xuanyi threw himself on the bed, no longer felt that the quilt smelled bad, and fell asleep almost immediately.

*

Since becoming a general, Zhixi has seen for the first time what the sea of hatred looks like now. Last time, when she and Shaoyi peered in the distance, the huge surging black mist made her heart tremble, but at this moment, the sea of hatred was very calm, shrinking by more than ten million times, and the black mist also turned into something like viscous ink, quietly entrenched in the depths of the abyss of the extreme north.

Although he knew that no matter what kind of great array spell to suppress the demonic qi would have no effect on the sea of hatred, he still had to set it up to prevent those ambitious ancient demon clan lords from suddenly breaking in.

Zhixi barely calmed down, and rode the piggy to deliberately fly around the large array of Qingguang, and the generals of the Wuchen Department were arranged in an orderly manner, and they were placed in the key places of the large array, but she didn't see where Shaoyi was for a long time.

She circled too much, and finally attracted the attention of the generals, and one of the generals said in a loud voice: "What are you looking for? ”

Zhixi hurriedly took out the letter of appointment: "I am Zhixi, a war general transferred from the Xinyou Department, where is Emperor Gou Chen now?"

The war general pointed to the war general's palace temporarily built in the Nether in the distance: "Your Majesty is eating, you can go by yourself." ”

She originally wanted to ask where Shaoyi was, but she was too embarrassed to ask, so she turned around and galloped towards the palace. Emperor Gou Chen commanded the Wuchen Department, and when he heard that this emperor had a bad temper, Zhixi was inevitably a little apprehensive, who knew that he saw the true god, and he was unexpectedly kind, and signed the letter of appointment for her, and said with a smile: "The goddess Zhixi was conscientious and conscientious when she was in the Xinyou Department, and her record was outstanding, and I hope you can also be outstanding in the Wuchen Department." ”

Zhixi said a few polite words, bowed her head and retired, and couldn't help but look around at this temporarily built general's palace for a while.

No matter how bad the situation in the nether realm is, the gods who have long been accustomed to pleasure will not give up all kinds of opportunities to enjoy, and a war general's palace is about the same size as the Mingxu Palace, and even the garden is there, wrapped in pure air, the flowers and plants in the mortal world are all edified unusually.

Zhi Xifang walked halfway along the corridor covered with vines, and suddenly heard a low laugh under the shadow of the vines in front of her, this laughter was so sweet and tempting, like a bowl of sweet and hot wine-stuffed balls in the twilight of winter, she only felt a heart instantly mention the mouth of her throat, and couldn't help but walk forward quickly, and immediately saw the back hem of a pale blue robe spread out on the ground.

The long black hair snaked on his back, and he suddenly turned his head halfway, and the fiery red orb on his forehead shook gently, and the outline was handsome and thick, like wine burning his throat.

Shaoyi.

Zhixi almost wanted to call him.

In the shadow of the vine, he was whispering to a goddess beside him, and he didn't know what to say, but he laughed softly, and then suddenly raised her chin and kissed her on the lips. A flirtatious and erotic/lustful kiss, which is hardly a kiss, but a lick/lick, kissing all the way down the chin to the neck, untying the neckline and going down.

Zhixi's heart that had just been lifted fell heavily to the ground again.

She had imagined countless scenes of their reunion, or that he would be surprised, surprised, helpless, or even indifferent, but she never thought that it would be like this. Wind and snow, how restrained he is in the Mingxu Palace, how prodigal he is in other places, she finally knows.

Who said that in the future, we should guard the sea of hatred and restore it to its original appearance? She thought ...... I thought he should perform his duties seriously and conscientiously, but who knew him......

She suddenly took a step back, wanting to leave quietly, Shaoyi suddenly looked up, as if he had found her, squinted for a while, and showed a somewhat strange smile on his face. He hugged the goddess tightly, put his chin on her shoulder, and called her with a smile through the withered yellow and dense vines: "Senior sister, why are you here?"

(Zilang Literature)