The sun has gradually moved to its highest point, enthusiastically spreading its scorching heat to the earth.

By the Lake of Mist, the fishing competition belonging to the two 'old men' has also come to an end.

"Ahh Ashmida sighed, and raised the fish basket in his hand a little helplessly, there were only 5 or 6 fat grass carp and crucian carp in the fish basket, they struggled from time to time, trying to jump out of this cage and return to the lake, but because of the lack of water, they would soon lose their vitality

Shunda mentioned that a certain stupid ice spirit had already collapsed on the grass by the lake in circles, and her brain had been completely paralyzed by the brain bombardment just now.

"Hahahaha~~ Even if you praise me like this, I won't be happy~~" Taigongwang let out a hearty laugh, he looked at the harvest in Ashmida's fish basket, and then looked at the fish basket he filled with fish, stroked his long beard and winked at Ashmida.

"Senior, you're really ........." Ashmida got up and stood up, picked up the fishing rod angrily, and lifted the fishing basket.

"What, are you leaving?" Taigongwang looked at the sky, only to find that it was already noon, and immediately understood the reason why Ashmida wanted to leave. He smiled and flicked the rod again, and the straight hook sank into the water again, and he joked: "I'm in such a hurry to go back and cook for your little wife." ”

“…………… Alas~~" But unexpectedly, Ashimida heard Taigongwang say this, but he was silent for a while, his face was full of pity for him, only to see Ashimida sigh, gently patted Taigongwang's shoulder, and said with relief: "I know your predecessors, so don't force your face to smile, envy just say bluntly, I won't laugh at you, after all, your wife ......... Hehe~~"

Ashmida said so, but the corners of his mouth hung up with a smile of showing off and smugness.

“#####！！” Taigongwang's head immediately bruised, the old eyes that were originally slightly narrowed suddenly widened, he stared at Ashmida with resentment, and Ashmida's words just now obviously poked the sore spot in his heart, his former wife Ma Shi was really ............

The more I think about it, the more depressed Taigongwang becomes, although Yakumo Zi has no discipline, and likes to maliciously sell cuteness, she is still a black belly, but she is a peerless beauty, so these have become cute points!! And he is also loyal to the husband of Ashamida, especially when he and Yakumo Zi meet rarely, Yakumo Zi uses a pen and paper to talk to him, and he also keeps a certain distance from him.

And his wife, Ma's............ He.........he

Please allow the old man to make a sad face...... OTZ

"Sa~~ Senior, you go fishing ~~" After Ashmida saw that Taigongwang had entered a depressed state, the resentment of the previous fishing defeat to him suddenly disappeared, and after he waved his hand to Taigongwang refreshedly, it disappeared with a golden light, leaving only Taigongwang who had already OTZ in the Lake of Mist, and a certain stupid person (9) who didn't know when he came to his senses was poking him with a branch with a curious face.

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The Lost House

"The old man is back." With a flash of golden light, Ashmida appeared at the entrance of the Lost House.

"Welcome back, Lord Ashmida." Two seconds after Ashmida appeared at the entrance, Fox Yakumo, a married woman, appeared in front of Ashmida with a smile on her face and respectfully owed him.

"Blue, it's lunch today, Orange's favorite fish." With a smile, Ashmida handed the fish basket hanging from his waist to Yakumo Blue, then turned to sit on the porch, and said as he took off his shoes, "Is the bath water already placed?" , because today's fishing smells fishy, the old man has to wash it. ”

"Yes, it has been prepared as you commanded this morning. Do you have any other commands, Lord Shamita? Hearing this, Yakumo Lan took the fish basket and saw the fatty fresh fish inside, her big eyes immediately narrowed, and she had already made up in her mind the coveted cute appearance of Orange Meow when she saw such a fish.

"Thank you, Blue." As soon as Ashmida took off his shoes, Yakumo Blue had already handed over his slippers, and Ashmida was not embarrassed, so he took the slippers and put them on as a matter of course. "Still, is Purple still sleeping?"

"Yes, Lord Purple is still sleeping...... "Saying this, Yakumo Lan couldn't help but have black lines on her head, she was powerless to complain about her master's ability to sleep lazily until she was old.

"Zi is really ......," Ashmida sighed helplessly, "Wait a minute, the old man will wake her up after he finishes taking a bath." ”

"Yes." Yakumo Lan replied respectfully, and then as if she remembered something, she added with a blushing face, "Please rest assured, Lord Ashmida, I will keep Orange from approaching your and Purple-sama's room." ”

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in the bathroom

"Whew~~ Sure enough, it's the most comfortable to take a bath~~" Immersed in hot water, Ashmida exhaled comfortably, this warm feeling made Ashmida's eyes squint (?) The longer he lived, the more he liked this way of cleaning his body, thinking that when he was in the Sanctuary, he jumped directly under the waterfall to wash his body, although it was cold, but in the summer it was a good way to escape the heat (PS: Ordinary people must not try. Or just draw a bucket of water, and then take a cloth and wipe your body with water.

"Sure enough, it's still the highest in the bath~~ Hmm!" When Ashmida scooped up hot water with his hand and splashed it on his bare shoulders on the water, he suddenly frowned, his whole body couldn't help trembling slightly, his expression became slightly hideous, and the water surface in the bath splashed with Ashmida's movements

Just now, the evil of this world in Ashamida's body suddenly rioted, and the negative emotions that had been suppressed for thousands of years broke out in an instant, despair, mania, **, madness, killing and abusive all kinds of negative emotions poured towards Ashamida, and the malice that belonged to countless people or things roared in Ashamida's ears, raging, in a vain attempt to turn him into his own nourishment.

"Only... The evil of this world...! Ashmida grasped the edge of the bath with trembling hands, her head slightly lowered towards the water, her long blonde hair dangling down her shoulders and swaying slightly with Ashmida's trembling form. Because of the lowering of his head, no one could see Ashmida's expression at this moment, but his low roar of suppressed pain and gnashing teeth slowly echoed in the bathroom.

After a long time, Ashmida finally regained his composure, and collapsed in the bath, leaning against the wall with some weakness.

"Ha, huh, ha, huh......" Ashmida gasped softly, the sudden outburst just now caught Ashmida a little off guard, and this kind of Cheng dù is no longer the painless Cheng dù before, which has begun to make him feel a little tricky.

Cunning guys! Ashmida can be sure that the evils of this world have taken on a consciousness of their own. Also, the evil of this world is originally a collection of countless malices, and it is only a matter of time before its own consciousness is born, and now it is carefully lurking because of Ashmida's suppression, and it will seize every opportunity to try to encroach on Ashmida's original heart.

Just now, it took advantage of the moment when Ashmida relaxed, grasped this subtle flaw, and exploded in an instant, but it still failed. But it has failed countless times, and it is nothing to fail again, this outbreak has consumed most of the power accumulated in the past thousand years, and it will slowly accumulate strength, silently waiting for the next opportunity.

"Looks like it's getting more and more troublesome........." Ashmida muttered as she tilted her head back against the edge of the bath.

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PS: Speaking of which, Poor Dao wants to know how many people still remember Zi Ma's oath at that time.

PS2: Recently, a lot of people have said that the poor road is very bland.,Hawkers.,That's how the plot develops.,You wait and look down=.。 =