It took a lot of effort for Zhixi to finally bury the body.

She was now in front of her two small raised dirt bags, and she always felt that something was missing from the emptiness.

"Erect a tombstone. ”

Zhixi suddenly realized that it was a missing two tombstones, no wonder she felt empty.

So Zhixi turned around, found a stout tree, pondered, split the tree, polished a wooden plaque, and could make a tombstone.

She raised her hand and condensed a mana in her hand, and was about to slash towards the big tree when her hand shook violently.

The mana was thrown to the other side, and with a "boom", a boulder was blown up and half of it collapsed.

He was stunned for a moment: "Uncle Cangling, what are you doing?"

"The wooden ones are too secondary, and they want stone tablets. ”

“......”

Zhixi really wants to leave at this time, such an uncle, so difficult to serve, Lao Tzu quit!

As if feeling the little restlessness in Zhixi's heart, Cang Ling spoke again.

"That's your corpse too. ”

“......”

Why did Zhi Xi think this sounded so strange?

Is she burying her body? Is she picking up materials for herself to erect a monument?

She sighed, just serve Uncle Cangling well, and when he turns around, he won't care about the things he once played him.

What's more, he was almost raped by Hua Feimiao just now, and it is inevitable that he will be in a bad mood, so she must be considerate.

When she was almost raped by Hua Feimiao, she was not in a good mood.

Thinking of this, Zhixi began to chisel the tombstones in the stones with a heart of caring for the injured people.

It took most of the day's work to finally chisel two tombstones, which were a little uneven, but barely usable.

She sighed with emotion, it was the first time she was so serious about doing manual work.

"What do you want to write?"

At this time, the arrogant Uncle Cangling did not answer, and directly waved her hand and carved a few big characters on the tombstone.

The tomb of the wife of the god Xiaole.

The tomb of the god Xiao Lefu Jun Qiwei.

Zhixi looked at the words on the tombstone, a little stunned, and the scenes of the past replayed in her mind.

In fact... Shen Xiaole is still very happy when he is with Qi Wei except for being a little silly.

If you can be happy forever and be stupid, it doesn't seem to matter.

Zhixi's fingers caressed the words on the stone tablet, and he was a little emotional.

reincarnated in the fourth life, it was the first time to collect his body, the first time he buried himself, and the first time he set up a tombstone for himself.

This feels... It's weird.

She packed up her mood, put up the tombstone, and said goodbye to this life completely.

From then on, between heaven and earth, there is no longer a god Xiaole and Qiwei, only Zhixi and Cangling.

The heart of the stop was put down all of a sudden.

Suddenly, a mana from behind her slammed into her.

She frowned, feeling the attack behind her, and she turned and dodged.

In this flash, the mana suddenly hit the tombstone.

The two tombstones that Zhixi had just erected were shattered in an instant.

She looked at the broken tombstone in a daze, and anger rose in her heart.

She turned sharply, and when she turned around, she saw three people flying in the air.

She knew all three of them, and they were old acquaintances.

The second hall master of the demon world, the blood-colored charm flower slave - Zhu Xuanyue, the fifth hall lord ghost brush painting soul - Yin Wudu, and the new sixth hall master, who had just been beaten by her - Hua Feimiao.

Seeing this scene, Zhi Xi's face instantly darkened, and the Seven Demon Hall Masters of the Demon Realm came with three.

When Hua Feimiao arrested her before, she was suspicious.