Without exception, another critical blow landed in the chest.

Now both sides are symmetrical.

The little Buddha turned into the magic palace overnight, carrying a pot of wine and hanging it on the beam of the house, so frightened that the witch who walked at night screamed again and again, thinking that it was the bat beast in the farm that ran out.

So before the little Buddha could explain, several witches threw him to the farm and stayed with many magical beasts all night.

Yutai looked at it coldly and didn't interfere.

When they saw each other again on the second day, the little Buddha didn't even have the red robe on his body, and he was not discouraged, so he pulled a bunch of colorful feathers from the butt of a demonic beast and made a new dress for himself.

In this way, it attracted a burst of sympathy from the witches in the Demon Palace, they couldn't bear to see the little Buddha being destroyed, and they admired his persistence very much, and secretly quietly released water to him and let him go around the Demon Palace a few times.

Thanks to his perseverance, he finally met him.

The little Buddha came forward with a glass of wine and introduced it to him.

Red wine in the Western Regions, I have heard of it.

A drunk dream of ten thousand lives, a wake up to relieve a thousand sorrows.

He sneered: "It's just a little wine." ”

He knew what was in the wine, but the headache finally drank the pot of red wine.

After drinking this, I slept for a long time, and vaguely saw a little Buddha in a red robe, with a solemn appearance and a solemn expression.

"Dignified Buddha, if you approach this seat several times, you are not afraid that this seat will kill you."

"I'm here for you."

Yutai had red eyes, and he didn't take this to heart: "Joke, this seat is a demon venerable, when do you need the Buddha to take care of it." ”

The little Buddha's little face was expressionless, but his eyes were so sharp that he seemed to be able to see through his thoughts: "If the Demon Venerable has the intention to reject, it will not be my turn to make a move." ”

Yes, if he insists on driving the Buddha out, or if he just kills him, he will not do so.

It can only be said that he also thinks in his heart.

"The Buddha has mercy on all people, and he has mercy on one."

Jokes, when he needs the mercy of others.

When I woke up, there was no little Buddha in the Demon Palace, and everything was like yesterday.

On the small table of the soft couch, a lot of Western wine is placed, and a phonograph stone is attached.

"If you have nothing to do, the Demon Venerable can have a drink."

Since I woke up that day, the pain I had been pressing for a long time disappeared, and the evil qi on my body was also gone.

It was also from that day that he sensed that someone had infiltrated purgatory and taken something with them.

For tens of thousands of years, every time he drank the red wine, his past memories blurred until he threw away all his boring memories.

Now he had to regain a lot of memories, and the wine had long been of no use to him, and was only used for a daily drink.

The little finger was hooked, and his mind suddenly returned, and his eyes drooped.

It turned out that He Baobao was tugging him affectionately, and there was still a red stain on the corner of his mouth.

Yutai squinted, his eyes turned cold, and his big hand clamped her mouth: "I'm fat, dare to steal wine and drink." ”

"Hmm...... I just took a small bite. He Baobao gestured at him.

"You know you can't drink this thing around!!"

was negligent for a while, and let her drink some secretly, but the Buddha didn't say it explicitly, and he didn't know if she would have other reactions after drinking.

Thinking like this, the little head in his hand was crooked, and the whole person fell asleep on his hand.

Yutai was stunned for a moment: "Stupid thing." ”

The fingertips pressed against her eyebrows to investigate, but she was a little drunk, and there was nothing unusual for the time being.

He thought for a moment: "Since this thing was sent by the Buddha, I think it will be useful to you." ”

Maybe it can evoke the inheritance in her blood.

He put her on the Taishi chair and casually picked up the plush blanket that covered the legs of the guests and covered her with it.

The little one cowered beside him, his cheeks flushed, his breathing was long, and he slept peacefully.

With a snap of his fingers, the boat below moved, walking gently on the water.

It's rare to be so leisurely, and Yutai continued to take the amber cup and drink.

The painting boat under her swayed, He Baobao's head was dizzy, and she opened her eyes slowly.

"I'm here."

A voice without any emotion came, as cold as snow on a winter day.

"Who's where?"

He Baobao slowed down for a while, and only then did he see clearly that the surroundings were foggy and could not see things clearly.

"This is ......"

Walking slowly with his legs raised, He Baobao felt that this place was very familiar, very similar to the dream that had been dreamed.

"Why are you helping him, why are you helping him?"

The voice became poignant and excited, coming from all directions, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and He Baobao walked in one direction at will.

She took a step forward, and the hazy mist receded a little.

Calling in my heart: "System, are you still there?" ”

The sound sank into the sea, there was no movement, He Baobao pouted, knowing that the system was unreliable.

The voice continued to ring in my ears, making my ears hurt.

"You speak, obviously I met you first, why are you so special to him?"

"Why would you rather be my enemy than be with him?"

"I'm annoyed!!" He Baobao covered his ears.

Although she didn't know why this person's voice was so strong in bigotry and pain, she vaguely felt that it should be a poor person who couldn't love.

Seeing that the fog in front of him was about to disperse, He Baobao was annoyed by the noise, and shouted directly: "Why are there so many why, don't you know that the Tao is different and does not conspire with each other?!" ”

"If you only talk about the fate of the future based on the time of meeting, then how can there be so many infatuated lovers in this world."

The surrounding sound gradually faded away, and He Baobao's eyes showed a hint of joy, and she continued: "Although I don't know what you have experienced, but since it has happened, why bother with it. ”

"Since she chose someone else, it must be that person who is the most different to her, and it is useless for you to be like this."

The surroundings were quiet, He Baobao's voice echoed, crisp and pleasant, and there was a bit of indifference and arrogance in it, faintly three points of indifference, three points of rationality, three points of resoluteness and one point of helplessness.

He Baobao's eyes widened in shock.

Is this her voice, her little milk voice!!

Raising his hand suddenly, what caught his eye was a pair of slender and white, delicate and distinct hands, and the fingertips were pink and tender.

"When did my hands become like this!!" He Baobao touched himself in horror.

At this moment, the fog in front of him dissipated, revealing a corner of the cold pool, and He Baobao walked over.

In the cold pool, a slender and tall figure faintly appeared, with blurred facial features, but vaguely an extreme beauty, revealing the breath of fireworks that do not eat the world like a high mountain and snow ridge.

He Baobao suddenly panicked, she raised her hand to touch her face, and the reflection in the pool also followed and made the same action.

was immersed in shock, and the voice in the air seemed to have just come back to his senses because of He Baobao's words.

He said coldly: "You really chose him." ”

"You're going to be my enemy for him!!"

At the same time, the fog opposite Hantan suddenly dispersed, and a figure that was vaguely integrated into the fog was vaguely seen, and it was difficult to see the appearance, but what made He Baobao feel strange was that what he was holding in his hand was ......

A handful of blood-colored dust.