Although Hua Lie's reputation in the heavenly court is great, not everyone in the mortal world knows the magic weapon in his hand. Hua Lie looked at him, took a general look at the current situation, and couldn't help frowning:

"Why did these two people fight, but they hurt the people who persuaded them to fight?"

Hua Lie caught a glimpse of the half-broken sword on the ground, and with a "huh" sound, he picked it up and took it in his hand to take a closer look.

Seeing this, Bai Ningxue's body shook suddenly, and she didn't know whether she was angry or sad in her eyes, and she was full of emotions in an instant, but she looked at Hua Lie with tears in her eyes, her lips trembled slightly, and her face was as white as paper.

He stepped back step by step, and finally said nothing, and resolutely turned his head and walked away.

Others didn't care, but Chongli saw it all.

There's definitely something going on here.

Hua Lie was stunned for a long time with the broken sword in his hand, and when he looked up to look for someone again, Bai Ningxue had already disappeared. The surprise and confusion in his eyes were clear at a glance, and Chongli sneered when he saw this:

"Is this a narrow road?"

Hua Lie didn't have the heart to joke with her at this time, and asked Zhengse, "Who is this person, and where does he live?"

"His name is Bai Ningxue, and he practices in the Fox Immortal Cave in Shihezi Mountain. Yi Lanjun replied.

"A fox fairy?"

Hua Lie's expression was slightly exaggerated in surprise, but without any explanation, he withdrew and chased after him.

"Huh?!"

Yi Lanjun didn't know why he was, he just wanted to stop him, but he couldn't see any trace of him.

"Leave him alone. ”

Chongli persuaded: "God knows which life is the amorous debt, let him touch his nose and go away." ”

"Huh, where's Hua Lie?"

At this time, Mo Jiuxuan probed his head and looked around the courtyard, and when he saw Chongli, he said a little unnaturally: "I originally came with Hua Lie......"

Chongli didn't bother to listen to his explanation, pointed to the room and said, "Go and watch the little cubs finish their meals and then put away the table." ”

"Yes!"

Mo Jiuxuan was very happy to see that Chongli allowed him to enter the door, and sent a new messenger, where else to care, and happily went into the house to serve the little cubs.

Chongli frowned and looked at his injury, although the bleeding stopped, after all, he was injured by the immortal magic weapon, and he couldn't be sloppy.

was thinking about it, but suddenly saw Yi Lanjun's expression change, a strange aura appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and a familiar obscene aura rushed in. I saw him raise his arm and look at it, and smiled at Chongli:

"How did this recruit you?

"Why are you on him, get me out of here!"

Chongli immediately pulled down his face and said angrily in a low voice.

Yi Lanjun, who was possessed by the Emperor of Heaven, raised his eyebrows, leaned forward and said with a smile: "Don't you like this face?

"Get out. ”

Chongli pushed his face away with a straight face: "What I like is him as a person, not just this skin." Even if you get on him, it can't be him. ”

He sneered, "Is he more important than me?"

"Boring. ”

"Woman. ”

The Emperor of Heaven suddenly sighed, and deliberately said pitifully: "If it's good for a while, call people to treasure pistachios, and if it's annoyed, tell people to leave." ”

A nausea that rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at her with a smile, and seemed to be very useful: "I found that you have really changed, you used to be able to die for me at any time." ”

"I can do it now. Chongli Zhengse said: "The oath I made before the Father will never change. ”

"But you pointed your sword at me for him!

His expression was very exaggerated, pointing to his chest, but still feeling that this was not enough to explain the seriousness of the problem, so he grabbed Chongli's hand and put it on his chest:

"My heart hurts!"

Chongli forcefully withdrew his hand with an expressionless face.

But he suddenly stepped forward and hugged her.

Two completely different breaths were mixed together, and the feeling was almost like two men hugging her at the same time, which was completely unacceptable! I tried to break free several times, but found that the Emperor of Heaven was deliberately locking her tightly. Chongli was so angry that he scolded in his heart, and directly pinched his injury with one hand mercilessly and pulled it outward:

"Get out of here!"

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts!"

The Emperor immediately shouted, "What's the matter! Anyway, it's his body, do you need to mind so much?"

"Mind a lot!"

Chongli glared at his nonchalant face, clamped the injured wrist, and dragged him into the study.

"You woman!"

The Emperor grinned in pain, staggered all the way into the house, and finally broke free from her claws, and said hatefully: "I don't think I need to do it at all, this man will have to die at your hands sooner or later." ”

Chongli ignored him, took the medicine bottle, gauze, needle and thread from the cabinet and put them on the table, and his tone was ordered:

"Sit down!"

The Emperor of Heaven obediently sat down.

Chongli cut his sleeve open, revealing the wound. The wound was indeed deeper than expected, and Ling Xuejian clearly just rubbed it against his sleeve, not wanting to make such a big cut. Coupled with the trouble just now, blood began to pour out again.

"What the hell are you looking for me?"

Chongli's face was gloomy, but his hand did not stop, and he helped him clean his wounds very quickly.

"I suddenly felt that it would be more convenient to come to you at a different time. ”

The Emperor of Heaven had to endure the pain for the sake of face, and watched her take out another silver needle, burn red in her hand, bend it into a crescent moon, blow it slightly with her mouth, wait for it to cool down, and put on the silk thread - a very terrifying picture was about to appear, and he was so frightened that he hid back:

"Really, I think I'm busy, or I'll go another day—wow!"

Chongli's needle is the same as the knife, firm and resolute, and unrelenting.

"What's the name of the ghost?, can you look like a man?" Chong Li said disdainfully: "As the master of the Three Realms, you can't bear this little bit of flesh and skin, how can you feel the suffering of all beings?"

Although the silver needle is small, it really pierces into the flesh, and the taste is still quite sour. The Emperor of Heaven couldn't help but gasp cold air in his mouth, pounded the table in pain, gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm not Guanyin!"

Chongli replied with a sneer: "This palace is not the Three Holy Mother." ”

“...... You win. ”

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he only gritted his teeth.

The blurred picture of flesh and blood was too cruel, and the Heavenly Emperor turned his face to the side with a distorted expression, and whispered: "The problem that can be solved with immortal arts, does it have to be solved by such primitive means?"

"After the gods have been doing it for a long time, they have forgotten what the pain of the skin is like, and they become more and more numb and less and less human. ”

Chongli said while continuing to sew quietly:

"Only when it really hurts can you remember it for a long time. ”

The Emperor of Heaven made a bitter face: "The problem is that this is not my body! Why do you want me to have a long memory? When I leave, you will sew him again!"

"Then where am I willing to give up?" winked innocently.

"Sure enough, you're targeting me. ”

"Or else?"

Chongli glared at him, took the roll of gauze and stuffed it directly into his mouth, and did not stop in his hand, and continued to thread the needle and thread quickly, deftly sewing the wound into one place, the movements were as skillful as flowing water, without a trace of emotion, completely like sewing a rag doll.

At the end, I cut the thread, took the medicine bottle, and gently poured the yellow powder inside on it: "Don't worry, it only hurts when you sew, and you can endure it and it will pass." ”

The Heavenly Emperor snorted reluctantly, his face grieving.

Chongli took the gauze out of his mouth as if nothing had happened, unfolded it and wrapped it around the wound.

"So it's only me who hurts, and my memory doesn't grow on him. ”

The Heavenly Emperor said angrily.

Chongli playfully reached out and pinched his face full of cold sweat: "He didn't make a mistake, why should he suffer this crime?"

The Emperor of Heaven looked loveless, and did not dare to look at it until she had bandaged the wound:

"I'm afraid. ”

Chongli's gaze was still cold: "I'm teaching you: don't use killing thoughts in vain at any time, especially as the Lord of the Three Realms." ”

"I really didn't want to kill him. How many of my subordinates who know how to do things are useless? Why don't you send a useless night crow to spread the word? You really misunderstood me. ”

The tone is earnest, the eyes are sincere, and no matter how you look at it, it seems to be the truth.

"Yes. ”

Chong Li only responded lightly, obviously not believing him even a word: No matter how good your acting skills are, no matter how well you make up your excuses, the old paper is not the first day I met you! You are all old Chinese medicine doctors, so don't prescribe a few home remedies! If you don't expose it in person, you are afraid that you will be embarrassed.

"Well, you see if that's good. ”

Seeing her attitude, the Emperor of Heaven naturally understood, and said with a smile: "Although he can't go up to the hating sky, I allow you to meet once a year, right here, you can choose the day!"

Chongli sneered: "Do you think I am a weaver girl?"

"Eh, how can the Weaver Girl be compared to the eldest sister...... Well, you can also visit the mountains and rivers, three days or five days, just like a vacation in the mortal world!"

The Emperor of Heaven knew very well that domineering and saying no were outsiders, and if Chong Li had a stubborn temper, he had to be dogs and cautious, otherwise something big would happen—this was a profound lesson that had been taught countless times.

Chongli glanced at him, quietly put away the things on the table, and put them back into the cabinet.

Doesn't look satisfied.

The Emperor of Heaven raised his arm and moved slightly: "It really doesn't hurt." ”

"It's not negotiable. ”

After being silent for a long time, Chongli spoke: "If I want to go back, Yilanjun must be a horse from the hateful sky, you can recognize it, and you can recognize it if you don't recognize it." ”

"Chongli!"

Hearing her offer such a condition, the Emperor of Heaven suddenly lowered his face, pointed at her with his hand and said angrily:

"It's too much! You say that you, an old god in ancient times, are disrespectful to the old, eat tender grass and eat this on this, do you want to be ashamed?! Aren't those black boys living retribution? The dolls born in other people's families are all beautiful seven fairies in the prosperous era, and you just lined up with a bunch of charcoal balls? ! Didn't you reflect on it?"

"Sure enough, you're making trouble!"

Chongli gritted his teeth and said.

"No, no, that's not the point!"

The witty Emperor of Heaven can't let her deviate from the topic: "Let's play and play, and make trouble, the Ministry of Finance has used all the money to fill the holes in the decoration this year, and in the second half of the year, the whole will eat soil, where can you afford such a big event as a wedding?" Besides, it was you who formulated the iron law of 'Heaven can't fall in love' back then, will this slap in the face be a bit harsh?...... We're almost done. ”

"Okay, if you want a face, then pick up your face and go back to Heaven. ”

Chongli's attitude was tepid.