For the sake of the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, Bai Wuchang almost broke his leg.

After a big turn, things seem to be back to square one.

Everything is the same as before, except that the underworld is back to the beginning, and the brother and sister are called kings.

The Meijun Palace was completed.

Resplendent and magnificent.

Tonight, Xiaomei invited the first guest of Meijun Palace, Black Impermanence.

Xiaomei is very sure that Hei Wuchang will definitely come, because she said to Hei Wuchang that she will return Yan Xiaomei to Hei Wuchang tonight.

Black impermanence came as promised, stepping into the palace.

The palace is full of candles, and walking in it is like shuttling through the stars.

The aroma wafts from the depths, and the aroma of wine and vegetables is intertwined, which is not an ordinary taste, which attracts people's appetite.

When I got closer, there were eight large bowls on the table, each filled with fragrant dishes, fish and meat, and a few jars of wine.

"Little brother, are you here?"

It was Yan Xiaomei's cheerful voice, she walked out of the darkness, took the black impermanence's hand, and the spring water of laughter tinkled Dong.

"Little brother, do you remember, when I was in the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, I said that I would stew eight big bowls for you. ”

That's right, Yan Xiaomei did say this, and praised his cooking skills again and again.

Seeing the eight bowls of dishes in front of him, Hei Wuchang believed that she was not lying.

"Little brother, people are stained with fireworks in the kitchen for you, and you don't laugh or not, it's true. ”

She said a little depressed, but in the face of her little brother, no matter when, she would soon be happy.

So, Yan Xiaomei pushed Hei Impermanence and asked him to sit down.

Fill him with wine, set up chopsticks for him, and pick up dishes for him.

She sat next to her little brother, smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, picked up the wine glass for her little brother, and brought it to his lips: "Little brother, you take a sip of wine first, and then eat a mouthful of food, let's eat slowly, and we will finish all the dishes on the table today." ”

She has a soft voice, and when she speaks to Hei Impermanence, she is like a little daughter-in-law who is coaxing her husband to be happy.

Hei Wuchang took the wine in her hand, gently placed it on the table, lowered his eyebrows, and did not look at her.

His question was like ice, and it could break people's hearts: "Yan Xiaomei, you have already regained the throne, why bother playing tricks again?"

The cold was bleak, the wine was cold, Yan Xiaomei was stunned: "Little brother, what are you talking about?"

"I didn't chase you for a decisive battle, just because Yan Xiaomei and Yan Xiaomei were originally alone. ”

Black Impermanence emitted a chill, just like his state of mind, condensing the hot dishes into frost.

"The decisive battle started because of Yan Xiaomei, since she has never existed...... Hei Wuchang suddenly sighed coldly: "Little Sister Yan, I'm not interested in your life. ”

"Little brother. Yan Xiaomei's eyes were full of tears, and her voice was choked: "I will cook tea for you, refining yang energy, and cutting off your feet with a snow knife, but you are not allowed to forget." ”

She said that she was wronged, pursed her red lips, and tears fell into the wine.

"At that time, I was convinced that you were a smiley. ”

Hei Wuchang chuckled, as if he laughed that he shouldn't be affectionate, just because lovers are always deceived.

"When you broke through the peak from the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, I already knew that there was no smile between heaven and earth. Black Impermanence said in a gloomy voice, and stood with his hands in his hands: "If it weren't for that, I would fight you to the death no matter who was there." ”

Yan Xiaomei stopped talking and wept to herself.

She couldn't believe that her little brother would never believe her again.

"Don't do it again, put away your tears, it's just going to make me sick. Hei Wuchang sneered, and directly said the strangeness: "Little Sister Yan, Fan Wusu is your flaw." ”

"Little brother, what are you talking about, I don't understand. ”

Yan Xiaomei wiped away the tears at the corners of her lips, and the residual tears were like stars.

Hei Wuchang's eyebrows were cold, and he said the reason.

In the old place of the tea stall, Yan Xiaomei called Fan Wusu Grandpa.

In the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, Fan Wusu called Yan Xiaomei Junwang.

Fan Wu raised Yan Xiaomei, but let your soul invade your body.

Even if he doesn't have a pampering for the people he raises, he should at least have some pity.

However, the way he looks at you is only the courtesy of a monarch and a minister.

Fan Wusu is a person with brotherly love, even if it is ten thousand years later, this kind of love will not change.

A sentient person has humanity, and he will not let the girl who calls him grandpa suffer a lot.

It turned out to be Fan Wu's helpless eyes that betrayed Yan Xiaomei, this kind of ending made Yan Xiaomei never think of it.

After hearing the reason for the impermanence of blackness, Yan Xiaomei no longer concealed it, although she knew that she acted seamlessly, she still lost to love.

She looked at the arrogant figure of Hei Wuchang and asked the doubts in her heart: "But you, knowing that you don't have a smile and eyebrows, but when you faced the true body of Yan Mo, you said that if he dares to touch me, you will let him die ugly, are you protecting Yan Xiaomei?"

"Ridiculous, ridiculous. Hei Wuchang seemed to hear the joke, smiled coldly, and was full of disdain: "No matter what the reason was, you were expelled from the Senluo Difu, in order to save your life, you scattered your soul everywhere, and you were trapped alone in the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain for thousands of years, I am willing to say a word for you, I pity you." ”

After saying these cold words, Hei Wuchang looked sideways, and laughed at the little sister again: "My words are just saying, if the Enma does it, I won't care about you at all." ”

Black impermanence, you!

The little sister took the case, she had never been humiliated like this, and her red lips had turned purple.

Su hand trembled and trembled, the little sister picked up the wine glass, drank half a glass of cold wine, and told the desolation alone: "Since you know that I am pitiful, why do you treat me like this? If you like it, I will call you little brother in the future." ”

"No, I'm going to feel sick. Hei Wuchang turned around and looked directly at Xiaomei: "Little Sister Yan, I am ruthless to you, don't say anything to humiliate yourself." ”

How so?

How so?

He laughs at everyone he meets, and the little girl in the village who sells tea and runs errands is affectionate, but he is ruthless to the supreme underworld sister?

How so?

It's not what I imagined.

Yan Xiaomei's wine tonight is a wine that wants to fall in love with Hei Impermanence, but before the love words are spoken, his heart has been trampled on by him.

"Black impermanence, I used my soul to cast eyes for you, this is my true affection for you. ”

The soul is the most precious thing, even for Yan Xiaomei, who has nine souls and nine spirits, it is extremely precious.

She is right, she is willing to sacrifice her soul and soul on the black impermanence, which is indeed true feelings.

Hei Wuchang asked Yan Xiaomei a question: "Your brother has the true body of the Yama, do you have it too?"

The little sister didn't know what he meant, and nodded ignorantly.

"After you change into reality, you should take a look in the mirror. Hei Wuchang said ruthlessly, and the corners of his mouth sneered: "After you look in the mirror, you should know how ugly you are, how dare such an ugly woman have the face to ask me for pleasure?"

The ice language is like a cone, piercing the little sister's heart.

She had tears in her eyes, bit her lips tightly, couldn't say half a word in her heartbreak, and watched the black impermanence leave.

The back is so resolute, without the slightest nostalgia, every step leaves frost, stepping on the little sister's heart.