In a room full of pink and charming atmosphere, Tang Hao was looking at the back soil that suddenly appeared in front of him with a dull expression.

He didn't expect that he would call casually, and he actually called Hou Tu Niangniang.

"Mother... Mother, am I already dead and going to hell? ”

"Why did I see you, and how did you... It's going to be like this. ”

Looking at the thousands of styles in front of him, Tang Hao subconsciously swallowed his saliva and stammered.

At this time, Houtu is too tempting, and there is an extremely charming atmosphere all over the body, which makes people can't help but have evil thoughts just by looking at it.

"Hell? No, no, no. ”

'Houtu' shook his head, his beautiful eyes shining with a charming light.

The rosy lips were slightly upturned, revealing a provocative look, "Here... It's heaven! ”

"Heaven?"

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, everything around him made him feel a little weird, but the scarlet sweetness in the air seemed to affect his consciousness again.

Although he felt a little wrong, what was wrong, Tang Hao couldn't say it for a while.

"Lord God, don't hesitate, let me accompany you today."

A sentence from Lord Cang made Tang Hao's bones almost crispy directly.

Looking at the 'Houtu' in front of him who bit his lip and walked towards him step by step, Tang Hao's eyes gradually became a little pink.

Like an evil god whispering, small fragments began to sound all around, like thousands of insects crawling in the shadows.

The roots and thorns of flowers are often hidden under the beautiful petals, looking at the pink in Tang Hao's eyes, the smile on the face of 'Houtu' is even more beautiful, and the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, with a hint of treachery.

As the two got closer and closer, the haze in Tang Hao's eyes became thicker and thicker, and it seemed that his consciousness was completely dusted.

"Lord God, hehe~"

Stretching out his hand, the weak and boneless fingers of 'Houtu' looked at it and slowly headed towards Tang Hao's cheek.

The whispers of the evil gods around him became clearer and clearer, as if they were ringing in Tang Hao's ears, but his eyes that were filled with pale red could not be clear.

The weak, boneless fingers began to wither at an extremely shriveled rate, and soon a gray hand crawling with a dark mist appeared.

As if to completely drag Tang Hao into that boundless hell, the smile on the face of 'Houtu' was no longer charming, but with a chilling smile.

But the next moment, the smile on his face stopped abruptly.

The gray hand was only a few millimeters away from Tang Hao's cheek, but even these few millimeters, the gray hand couldn't break through no matter what.

Tang Hao's eyes were still blurred when he was sitting on the bed, but in his chest, a simple and mysterious totem slowly emerged!

Holding the sun, moon and stars in his hand, surrounding the four swords of Zhuxian, the moment the totem appeared, the pink in the room began to melt rapidly like ice encountering fire.

In the darkness, hundreds of thousands of chantings that seemed to come from ancient times came out of the totem, and a faint golden light protected Tang Hao's entire person in it.

"Golden light of merit? How is this possible?! ”

"An ant in the Tribulation Realm can actually have so much merit and golden light?"

'Houtu' was shocked, as if he had seen a natural enemy, and quickly withdrew his hand.

The voice was no longer charming and moving, but became cold and treacherous, looking at Tang Hao in front of him, who was protected by the golden light of merit, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of 'Houtu'.

The figure disappeared into the room like a mist, and the next moment, the surrounding scene changed again.

It is completely different from the charming atmosphere before, in a valley where birds are singing and flowers, fairy mist is swirling, flowers are vibrant, there are fairy deer yoyo, colorful butterflies dancing, just like a fairyland.

And in the center, there was a pool of naturally formed pool water, and at this time, Tang Hao was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the pool, his eyes slightly closed.

"Sir, are you awake?"

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, Tang Hao opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eyes was a delicate and playful face.

"Xiaoqing? Why are you here? ”

Looking at the 'Qinghe' who suddenly appeared in front of him, Tang Hao was stunned again.

Subconsciously looked around, the fairyland-like environment made his whole soul seem to be baptized.

"This is where I was born, where can I be if I'm not here?"

'Qinghe' was dressed in a white lolita, and her body was slender, like a shallow jasmine swaying.

A pair of big eyes reveal purity and immaturity, and the voice is clear and innocent.

"How did I end up here?"

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Rubbing his somewhat swollen eyebrows, although the surroundings looked very beautiful, Tang Hao always felt that this paradise-like valley gave people a feeling of unreality.

It's like using an oil paintbrush to copy a picture on white paper, and then the white paper gets wet with rain, and the whole scene is illusory and hazy.

"I don't know what's going on."

As if he had not experienced the world, 'Qinghe' blinked his pure eyes.

Then she pursed her delicate lips and said, "Master, come and play with me!" ”

Looking at the charming luster lips of 'Qinghe', Tang Hao resisted the urge to kiss him, and said helplessly: "Didn't you say call me sir, don't call master?" ”

"I'm your mount, you're not my master, what's that?"

Seeing Tang Hao sitting in place unmoved, 'Qinghe' didn't force it, but turned around and walked towards the pool of water.

"In the days when the master is away, Xiaoqing is really boring."

The voice is like crying, which makes people can't help but feel a desire to protect.

"Uh... When I first accepted you, didn't I say that I was really outside the wilderness, and you wouldn't be with me for a long time? ”

Looking at the 'Qinghe' standing by the pool, Tang Hao frowned.

He always felt as if he was missing something important.

What is it exactly?

Without waiting for Tang Hao to think about it, the 'Qinghe' by the pool suddenly turned his head, and a beautiful smile bloomed on his face.

"Master, Xiaoqing is really lonely, can you stay with me forever?"

"This ....." Tang Hao, who was about to say that he was afraid that he would not work, suddenly stared at the boss, and his mind suddenly became blank.

I saw that after the 'Qing He' in front of him said that sentence, the sweet style of clothing on his body suddenly slipped off.

A long silky hair is scattered behind his head, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, a yao nose and cherry lips, and a smooth and smooth body make everything around him look dull.

'Qinghe' bit his lip lightly, looked at Tang Hao in front of him and said shyly: "Master, you just promise Xiaoqing, can you stay with me." ”

"As long as the master agrees to stay, what do you let Xiaoqing do... Both. ”

In the end, it can be three words, the shyness in the eyes of 'Qinghe' is about to overflow, and the delicate little face is already red.

Imagine that a pure temperament, delicate little Lori stands naked in front of you, and says in an extremely moving appearance that as long as you stay, you can do anything, what will you do?

At this time, Tang Hao felt that his mind was blank.

All along, 'Qinghe' has always been a role similar to the little sister next door in his eyes.

Naughty, lively, cute.

But Tang Hao never imagined that 'Qinghe' would beg him to stay with such a attitude.

This strong sense of contrast made him a little confused.

"I... May ..."

My lips opened slightly, and I was about to blurt out three words.

Standing by the pool, the 'Qinghe' beautiful eyes flowed in anticipation, revealing a trace of anticipation.

"Speak up, master, speak up!"

"As long as you say it, you can do anything to Xiaoqing!"

But no matter how 'Qinghe' urged, Tang Hao never said the last word.

With difficulty, his gaze moved away from the white and red, creamy skin like snow, and the Lolita that fell to the ground suddenly came into view.

Wait a minute!

As if thinking of something, Tang Hao's eyes widened.

In the desolate world, is there such a Japanese comic-style clothes?

looked at the powdery-faced 'Qinghe' again, and there was no trace of confusion in his eyes.

"You're not Qinghe, who the hell are you!?"