43. Chapter 42 The Demon Venerable Van Gogh
The night was dark and treacherous, the breeze was cool, a bright moon hung high in the sky, and the entire demon world was wrapped in darkness by the moonlight, calm and quiet.
The divine consciousness was destroyed, and Bai Chu almost didn't have to think about it, so he came to the demon world.
Immortals and demons are enemies, and the soldiers are constantly fighting. Bai Chu is a god, out of the two, because when he walks around in the demon world, the gods are not hidden, and he goes straight to the nine shadows in a grand manner.
Since Pangu chaos divides the heavens and the earth, there are nine nights in the sky, and the earth is long and secluded; the nine heavens are the highest in the sky; and the nine secluded ones are the most secret in the earth.
Nine shades, divided into nine layers. Bai Chu walked to the entrance of the Nine Shadows Triple Heaven, and the demon general guarding the door bowed respectfully to her, his face slightly red: "Your Excellency is the Divine Monarch of Qingqiu?"
The Venerable Divine Monarch's voice was cold: "You Demon Venerable, do you know that this Monarch is coming?"
"Your Majesty is in the Nine Heavens ......" The demon general lowered his eyes, endured it and endured it again, gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "Your Majesty is waiting for you in the bedroom of the Nine Heavens Side Hall...... Your Majesty said, "You know which one." ”
The white shadow in front of him swept by, and the words fell, and when he raised his eyes again, the Divine Monarch was no longer in place. The demon general breathed a sigh of relief and spread out his palms, which were full of sweat. Such a living ancestor, but he ruined Yaochi a few days ago...... Your Majesty, do you really want to recommend yourself to come up with a pillow seat, and you are not afraid of ruining your bedroom?
Along the way, there is no obstruction to traffic. When Bai Chu stepped across the temple gate, he heard a sigh coming from the hall:
"It's not been a day or two since I was released, and I only thought of coming to see me today?"
Inside the hall, at a glance is a variety of purple curtains of different shades, hazy and blurry, moving lightly with the wind. That sigh, in such an environment, seemed ethereal and mysterious.
Bai Chu walked through the veil step by step: "I have been imprisoned for 30,000 years, and I haven't seen you rob the prison in the past, right?"
The light veil is faint, and the light smile in the depths of the hall is pleasant.
Reaching out to remove the light veil in front of him, he saw the deeper purple on the edge of the collapse at a glance. The dark purple robe is deep and swaying to the ground, the hair is not tied, the ink is like a black waterfall pouring down the waist, and the complex silver ancient patterns are hidden and overlapped at the hem and sleeves, the color is deep and mysterious, and there is a majestic momentum hanging in the sky.
The corners of Bai Chu's lips arced slightly: "Van Gogh." ”
The man on the side of the collapse stood with his hands in his hands, and turned around when he heard the words, and the light purple divine pattern forehead was lightly printed, which reflected the nobility of the purple clothes. With a slight smile, the room is full of colorless mist, and at a glance, it is better than countless scenery in the world.
The woman is dressed in white, quiet and beautiful, like a white lotus blooming proudly in the Nine Shades Black Spring, smiling and charming.
When they met again after 30,000 years, the two smiled like demons on their lips, their eyes looked at each other, and their thoughts were as mysterious as they were.
"Bai Chu. Between the whispers, the long eyebrows flew diagonally into the sideburns. Van Gogh took a step closer to her, his eyes were dark, half-dark, "Come to my bedroom in the middle of the night, just dress for mourning?"
Bai Chu raised his eyebrows and took a step closer to him. She really doesn't like to wear white, but she wore it today, but she just felt that she should wear Dai Xiao for Chi Shu. Raised his eyes and looked into a pair of dark jade-like eyes: "Don't worry, if you unfortunately die one day, I will definitely wear red." ”
"All red?" There was a faint smile in her jade-like eyes, and Van Gogh took a step closer to her, and his tone was flirtatious and ambiguous: "You mean, you want to marry me?"
The two were already very close to each other, and the light words could be felt directly with the heating.
"Secret marriage?" The tails of the slender eyes rose slightly, and Bai Chu took another step forward. The tip of the shoe touched the tip of his shoe, and the slender jade fingers gently stroked the purple placket, and then tugged hard: "I haven't seen you for 30,000 years, and the Demon Venerable has a lot of kung fu on his mouth." ”
The body was pulled forward and leaned forward slightly, Van Gogh leaned over from the goodness of the stream, stretched out his hand to hug Bai Chu's waist, the two of them were closer, and the idle and lazy voice: "It's not just the mouth that is good at it. ”