She sat down in a sullen state, and her head was covered with layers of clouds.

Originally, it was unlucky enough to accompany Cangling to go through the tribulation in the lower realm, but now her life has to be handed over to Yingfu to write, which is even more unlucky.

But there is no limit to bad luck, and now even this Wushan goddess green tea has to come to the fork.

Jian Zhixi couldn't imagine what she would be played.

I want to cry without tears.

I don't know when the Wushan goddess left, Jian Zhixi was depressed and immersed in her sadness.

Suddenly, there was a bright light around, and it turned out that His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven had taken away the teacup lid.

"Si Ming, what did you just make a fuss about? Are you afraid that people won't know that you're hiding here?"

The Heavenly Emperor furrowed his brows, a little displeased.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, why do you want Ying Yu to write his life, he is the Fire De Star Monarch, and he has nothing to do with culture!"

The Heavenly Emperor touched his chin and said, "This is recommended by your boss, the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, I don't think there is any problem." Why? You seem reluctant?"

Antarctic Immortal Emperor!

That dead old man!

Jian Zhixi's heart couldn't hurt anymore...

This trick is too ruthless!

Didn't you just pick a few peaches and pull a few leaves for him?

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, can you change people?" Jian Zhixi said with a sad face.

"The Decree Has Been Given"

“......”

This is the best reason for His Majesty the Emperor to reject people.

"Si Ming, you won't even offend Yingfu, right?"

Jian Zhixi didn't answer, his face was very ugly.

"Si Ming, your ability to make enemies is good, it turns out that everyone is thinking about you!"

“......”

Jian Zhixi is no longer in the mood to deal with His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.

After she withered and said goodbye to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, she walked out of the Heavenly Palace in despair.

Jay Chou's unique voice has been replaying in his head.

Retribution comes too fast like a tornado, and you can't do without the storm circle, and you don't have time to escape...

Jian Zhixi didn't know how she walked back to Tianfu Palace, she went to the bed, and the whole person fell into the quilt.

After a while, Jian Zhixi fell asleep in a sad mood.

It wasn't until the next day when Wangshu came to knock on the door that she woke up in a trance.

"Si Ming, look at the way you look and sleep well!"

"What's good!" Jian Zhixi felt very sad in her heart, she was going to suffer, her suffering, her pain, who could understand!

"What's wrong with you? Aren't you just accompanying Cangling to the gods through the tribulation? He won't eat you again!"

"The character is written by Yingqiu, and Yao Ji will also be involved. ”

"Huh?" Wangshu glanced at Jian Zhixi sympathetically, and she said: "Si Ming, one is an enemy, and the other is an enemy in love, this is to kill you!"

Jian Zhixi laughed more ugly than crying.

"Will this Yingfu write about amnesia, little three, terminal illness?"

Jian Zhixi shook his head, the devil knows what Yingfu thinks.

"Will the Glowing Confusion burn you alive in the end? Or will the God of Cangling burn it with his own hands!

“......”

"It is also possible that you and Cangling will fight each other, you kill him, he will kill you, you will stab, I will stab!" Wang Shu became more and more excited.

Jian Zhixi stepped on Wangshu's foot, and she roared, "You're enough!"

What kind of bad friend is this, I don't want to do anything at the critical moment, but I scare her so much!

Wangshu was stunned by the yelling, and she shut up stupidly.

"Well, let's think of something else? Jiutian is gone, I'll be with you!"

Jian Zhixi sighed again.