The feast is over.

The second wedding banquet in the Xuanqiong Realm still ended due to the serious injury of the Xuanqiong Realm Lord.

The sky is thundering, and the clarity is overflowing.

The head of the immortals, the Venerable of the Nine Heavens, the Luan of the Heavenly Monarch was blocked in mid-air.

The smell of blood scattered in the air was very faint, the white clothes were stained red, and there was residual blood between the fingers. The woman's face was cold, and the golden glow in her eyes was not dissipated, it was the Fox Emperor Bai Chu who had seriously injured Emperor Chi Shu three times at the wedding banquet before.

"Heavenly Monarch. ”

The eyes under Dai's eyebrows were indifferent, and it was clearly the voice after a slaughter, and a bit of majesty was born out of thin air in this indifference

After the twelfth crown, Tianjun's eyes widened slightly, and it was not surprising that she came to the door at this time: "Fox Emperor." ”

"The deity wants to ask the Heavenly Monarch for a person. ”

"Who does the Fox Emperor want?"

"The immortals are decided. ”

In just a few words, no nonsense is polite, straight to the point, crisp and neat.

Before the Heavenly Monarch could speak, Xin Xi on the side couldn't hold back his voice: "The Fox Emperor is in charge of Qingqiu, isn't it ridiculous to ask me to be an immortal in the fairy world?"

Bai Chu looked at Tianjun and didn't leave any afterglow for Xin Xi: "Tianjun, the deity has to make a long decision, including his life and death." ”

Xin Xi, who was ignored, frowned, and her voice was steep: "Fox Emperor, I am an immortal in the fairy world, how can I allow you to control life and death-"

Halfway through the words, his voice was covered by a solemn voice:

"Yes. ”

Xin Xi looked at the Heavenly Monarch in surprise, and her eyes revealed some disbelief: "Your Majesty—"

"So, thank you. The indifferent words, without a trace of joy and anger, are clearly not moving, but there is an indescribable dignity and elegance that goes straight into the eyes of people, and the posture of Yaohua is solemn and solemn.

Tianjun's eyes were slightly rippling. The woman in front of her was silent in her eyes, her joy and anger were no longer easily revealed, and she no longer looked like the little girl who always caused trouble in the Three Realms in the past.

He opened his lips slightly: "The Fox Emperor has a noble status, and it is not appropriate to take people personally, and later the deity will send someone to send him to Qingqiu." ”

Yue Jin's eyes were as calm as water: "Since the Heavenly Monarch is willing to send it, the deity hopes that the Heavenly Monarch can send people directly to the Nine Netherworld Mansion." ”

"Hades?" A while ago, there was a gap between Chang Du and Qingqiu, and although the sudden death of the Fox Emperor was not Chang Du's action, it was inseparable from Chang Du. But Rao knew these things a long time ago, and when he heard the words Hades, Tianjun's face still sank, "The Nine Netherworlds, thousands of tortures in the world, and ten thousand years of self-cultivation, if there is a blood disaster, it may lead to turmoil in the soul of the Hades, yes, the Fox Emperor must be cautious." ”

After 10,000 years of self-cultivation, there must be pure immortals in the blood of the whole body, and there are many souls in the underworld.

Bai Chu lowered his eyelashes slightly: "The people are innocent, and the deity is measured." ”

30,000 years ago, the emperor who ignored the sentient beings and led the heavenly punishment to relieve the army, after the fall of the previous fox emperor, his impetuousness faded, and he seemed to suddenly grow up with reason, and the heavenly monarch's eyes crossed a faint praise: "The fox emperor is benevolent." ”

"The Heavenly Monarch has a reputation. Without too many words, the words fell, and he said goodbye, blinking his eyes and disappearing.

Xin Xi, who hadn't been taken seriously for a long time, showed a little impatience in her eyebrows: "Come when you say it, leave when you say it, this Bai Chu is too presumptuous." ”

There was no joy or anger in the eyes of the Heavenly Monarch: "The Fox Emperor is the master of a realm, even if he is presumptuous, it is a matter of course. ”

Xin Ji frowned: "Of course, the appearance of no one in her eyes is also a matter of course?"

Tianjun looked at the Qionglou temple that was faintly visible in the clouds and mist in the distance, and said lightly: "The Fox Emperor and the deity are equally respectful. ”

Etiquette with the Heavenly Monarch, naturally there only needs to be a Heavenly Monarch in your eyes. Fang Cai Bai Chu's indifferent eyes seemed to be still lingering in front of her, Xin Xi's face changed, and she suddenly remembered that at the wedding banquet before, the Demon Venerable seemed to have the same attitude towards her.

She is the queen of heaven and the most noble woman in the world, shouldn't she be worshiped and admired by all people? Why did the Demon Venerable and Bai Chu ignore her one by one?

Tianjun didn't look at her at a glance, but he seemed to know what she was thinking, paused for a while, and said, "You are just a diva." ”

It's just a diva.

Xin Xi's eyes suddenly became complicated.

Her face turned white, her heart was inexplicably empty, and she was not satisfied.

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When Bai Chu returned to Qingqiu, it was already dark.

The evening breeze was wet and cold, and the blood stains on the long sleeves could still feel the coolness on it. The dormitory was pitch black, she walked all the way in, and halfway through, she heard a cold sentence:

"Bai Chu, you left me today. ”

She walked slightly, and the next moment she continued to walk inside: "Sorry, forgot. ”

"Forgot?" said a faint cold laugh in the air.

Walking all the way into the hall, he took off his blood-stained robe all the way, and Bai Chu's face was hidden in the darkness of the hall: "Van Gogh, I'm a little tired today." ”

"Tired?"

The bloody clothes were taken off and thrown on the ground at will, she didn't look at him, and walked up to the main seat in the hall, and on the several cases on the main seat, there were piles of folds waiting for her to review for several days. Waving her hand, the room lit up, and she picked up the red pen: "It's time for you to go back." ”

With sideburns like a cut, eyebrows like picturesque, the purple-clothed god statue leaned against the Huazhu in the hall, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "After using me, throw me away immediately?"

Flip through a fold: "Van Gogh, you also saw it, I'm busy." ”

"Busy?" he raised his eyebrows and nodded thoughtfully, "The Fox Emperor has a lot of opportunities, but he shouldn't be disturbed by idlers like me." ”

The pen was dyed with cinnabar, and a few words fell on the fold, but she didn't answer, closed the fold, and picked up another one.

Van Gogh smiled meaninglessly, moved lightly in purple robe, walked to her desk in a few steps, picked up a pen on a row of pen stands, and played with it casually, in a casual tone: "Bai Chu, you are avoiding me again." ”

He sat down next to her, lowered his eyes and stroked the hair on the pen, and added: "Since I got Chi Shu's heart." ”

Zhu pen paused, fluent and dashing handwriting, and the last stroke of the pen was sluggish.

He squinted at her, and there was a slight depth in his dark jade-like eyes: "Bai Chu, what do you see from that heart?"

The night breeze is cool, and the light gauze curtain is raised, and the coolness enters people's eyes layer by layer.

Zhu Bi didn't stop, and his voice was cold: "My brother's feathering has nothing to do with him." ”

"Oh, nothing to do. He repeated her words, the pen in his hand playing with it as if it were boring, and then the tip of the pen swirled and gently swiped it in her ear.

The sudden itch made her shoulder tremble uncontrollably.

"Van Gogh!" Bai Chu turned around and looked at him fiercely, but at a glance, she was stunned when she saw the man's beautiful and graceful face.

The next moment, the pen that crossed her ear, the shaft of the pen pressed against her chin.

He stared at her without blinking: "Bai Chu, every time you avoid me, it's because of Chi Shu." ”

Bai Chu frowned, tilted his head to avoid the pen: "Van Gogh, don't make trouble, I'm really busy." ”

The pen that had been avoided moved lightly along her neck, slid directly into her collar, and swiped lightly at the collarbone, and Qingxun's voice carried a slight cold smile: "Bai Chu, if you perfunctory me, I may not really make trouble." ”

"Van Gogh!" she waved her pen down, frowning with indignation.

The barrel of the pen fell to the ground and rolled crisply into the distance.

Because she had just exerted too much force, the placket of her clothes spread out slightly.

"Again. With a faint word, if he looked at her, the bottom of his deep pool-like eyes showed a cold light: "Bai Chu, once it is related to Chi Shu, you will find an excuse to alienate me." ”

"Van Gogh ......" she turned her head away from him, and there was a slight wave in her indifferent eyes.

He stared, reached out and stroked her face without scruples, and forced her to look directly at him, he carefully examined the stunning beauty in front of him, and did not let go of every expression on her face: "Bai Chu, look at me and talk." ”

The slight wave of indifference fell silent in an instant, and Bai Chu looked at him awe-inspiringly: "What do you want me to say?"

Van Gogh looked at the golden color in her eyes that had not faded, her penetrating gaze was deep and burning, and her voice was cruel: "Bai Chu, you have someone else in your heart, don't come to provoke me." ”

It was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, and a little shock flashed in his golden pupils.

"Van Gogh, I—"

"Shut up!" he said sharply, his eyes darkening and deepening, "Bai Chu, I told you a long time ago that you like others, and I don't get involved. But Bai Chu, why do you want to like Chi Shu?

"Brahman—"

"Maybe you can speak!" he stared at her, his ink eyes were sharp and sharp, and he could pierce his bones, "It's just that you like Chi Shu, just hide it like this, and after using me, kick me away again?"

She was startled by his sudden cold eyes, and she was stunned, and she pursed her lips and looked at him blankly.

With such a look, Van Gogh was slightly stunned, and the wind blew all the curtains in the hall, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Van Gogh looked at her for a while, and said angrily: "Speak!"

The deep gold seemed to be overflowing with streamers, and the Qingze in the streamer melted slightly, she looked at him fixedly, and said: "Van Gogh, as a demon venerable, speak with evidence, and don't bring such wronged people." ”

He looked at her lightly: "Wronged you?"

"Who kicked you away?" she grabbed him by the placket and pulled him closer to the case, pointing to the few folds that had just been approved, "See for yourself! This is something written by the person who is going to kick you away?"

He squinted casually, only one glance, and his eyes froze.

Elder Qingqiu is very concerned about the marriage of the Fox Emperor, although the marriage was delayed during the funeral, the Fox Emperor and the Demon Venerable are still very close.

Even, even the heirs of the two in the future have taken into account, which room His Royal Highness lives in, and how much the maid and maid will allot; the room of the Second Highness should be farther away from the Great Highness, and both brothers and sisters who are close in age are prone to fight; the room of the Third Highness can be close to His Highness, but it must be farther away from the Second Highness; and how about the room of the Fourth Highness...... mentioned eighteen highnesses in a row, and carefully divided the prince and the emperor, which was very serious.

The lighting of the emperor's room should not be too good, otherwise it will be easy to be seen by others when she sleeps.

There should be mountains and rivers in front of the prince's palace, so that the mood can be cultivated.

The palaces of the emperor and the crown prince should be staggered and arranged, so that when the brothers fight, they will be restrained when they have their daughter's house.

If His Royal Highness gets into trouble, a darkroom has been specially prepared at the corner of the west of the palace, in which there are all kinds of leather whips, rattans, rings, and rulers.

......

The red characters on the top are eye-catching, the iron painting silver hook, and the replies are all about:

"Yes. ”

Van Gogh closed the fold, and for a while his heart was mixed.