"Bendi will think about it." The sound was still wafting through the air, but the person was gone.

A face full of tears, she thought she had forgotten, she thought she had forgotten, she thought she had forgotten, she remembered everything, she remembered everything, she was a naïve little fairy, and she asked him so innocently: Do you love her or like her?

I remembered, I remembered, I remembered, I never forgot.

Qi Mingye went directly back to the dormitory from the demon prison, looked at the white jade bed that had already been changed, lay on it lazily, closed his eyes, but what the previous mandala said appeared in front of him.

Love? Like?

He thinks that demons, there is no so-called love, they are all cold-blooded and cold-hearted, how can they love someone?

But what about thousands of years ago? How do you say that?

Although he lost his memory, he still knew that thousands of years ago, he fell in love with the Hundred Flowers Fairy in the heavenly realm, and even broke out the fairy and demon war for her, and she finally ended in ashes.

Thousands of years have passed, and he has forgotten that the love that may have been deep in his blood and bones, and now what qualifications does he have to love someone?

He can't fall in love with someone, he can't like someone, he just thinks she's funny, funny.

I don't want the things of thousands of years to repeat themselves again, even if I fall in love, I won't be a fairy in the fairy world.

With this firmness, suppressing the unknown emotions in his heart in the deepest part of his heart, he didn't know that one day, this would be filled, and then he would not be able to really ignore it.

The underworld.

"Hades, Hades."

Hearing that there was a ghost outside, Yan Zheng immediately summoned him in, "What's the matter?" ”

The ghost messenger walked in, knelt in front of Yan Zheng and said, "Just now, the ghost servant of Ning Xuan Pavilion came to tell you that the Demon Emperor had left the underworld. ”

Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he was surprised.

"This king knows, let's step back first."

"Yes, Hades." The ghost retreated.

Xiao Ai on the side also heard the news, "Is the Demon Emperor leaving?" Or just a temporary departure? ”

Yan Zheng is not as worried as Xiao Ai, "Whether it is temporary, it will not appear in the underworld, at least he is leaving now, don't worry, he will take the girl away." ”

But now the girl hasn't woken up yet? Do you want to tell Ming Huang?

And is the mandala flower now in the Demon Realm or in the Tianshan Mountains?

Xiao Ai thought for a while, felt that what Hades said was reasonable, and agreed, "As long as you don't take the master away, it's a good thing." ”

Master, how long will it take you to wake up? Do you really have to come back before you can wake up? If the ghost that occupies your body is in the demon world, then master, what should you do for Xiao Ai? Is it going to take you to the Demon Realm, or is it going to do something else?

Master, how about you wake up, let's talk about it, Xiao Ai can't call the shots now, after all, your soul is too weak to withstand the damage of the gap between the two worlds.

"How the hell is it going to wake up?" It's not a way to go on like this, I just see, day by day, but the girl is stunned and has no sign of waking up, which makes him not know what to do?

"I don't know." Xiao Ai also said that she was very helpless, she really didn't know, she knew a little, Taishang Laojun asked her to wait, but can you keep waiting like this? All right? If the owner has anything to do? What if there is a change at that time? I really want Taishang Laojun to take away the master, at least the last time Taishang Laojun had a way to reincarnate his mutilated soul, but he was just a little stupid, and the rest had no effect.

"Then we have to wait now." He can't leave the underworld, what if something happens to the girl?

Wait, wait, you can only wait, what else can you do if you don't wait? Maybe they were too anxious, they might wake up after hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation, and it was only a few months, so they couldn't wait.

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