A long black whip with a thick body, covered with scales, and sharp barbs. The cold light flickered on the scales, and just looking at it made me feel numb.

"The god wants to borrow a whip, how can the deity not agree?" The corners of Van Gogh's mouth immediately hooked a light smile, folded the whip in his hand neatly after two or three times, and held it in both hands and handed it to Bai Xin, "Use this one, this one is light, easy to pick up, strong and strong, and you don't need to wash it after use." ”

Bai Xin didn't look at him, the golden light in his palm was hidden, and the black python whip in his hand disappeared in an instant. He reached out and took the whip that Van Gogh had handed him.

Van Gogh's hands were empty, and he glanced at Bai Chu on the ground, and his heart was mixed.

He didn't understand the meaning of Bai Chu's golden eyes before, but then he understood. Although he was angry that Bai Chu never confessed to him, and he was angry that she secretly absorbed his divine power, but seeing her being punished, he didn't feel good in his heart.

Bai Chu buried his head tightly, and his hands against his forehead were faintly white.

Van Gogh had never seen Bai Chu look so frightened, like a small beast to be slaughtered in the hands of Orion, curled up tightly, clearly afraid, but could not escape, could only watch the pain befall him.

She did it knowingly and couldn't talk about any grievances.

Degrading to depravity is not an ordinary mistake. The whip was already very cheap, and if she really became a fallen god, her brother was afraid that he would be the first to kill her.

The long whip was raised again, and the whip wind cut through the air violently, Bai Chu's body was tense, and his lips were pursed tightly.

The whip wind came straight with the force of Gang, and the Gangfeng alone seemed to be able to blow through the eardrums of people.

Bai Chu's fingertips sank tightly into the dirt on the ground, and when the sharp force came, his waist tightened suddenly, and his body suddenly lightened.

The next moment he was suddenly encircled in a warm embrace.

The long whip struck the ground at the feet of the two of them, cracking a deep crack.

Van Gogh hugged Bai Chu, wrapped one hand around her waist, pressed her head with the other, and tightly wrapped her in his arms.

She was really frightened, her whole body trembled all the time, and even her face was pale.

He glanced down at the marks of the whip on the ground at his feet, and his heart throbbed.

The direction in which Bai Chu knelt just now was in front, although the whip was aimed at Bai Chu, but judging from the traces of the whip, it was clear that it was going to hit the place where he was standing just now.

This whip would not fall on Bai Chu's body at all, even if it accidentally affected, it would cause some abrasions at most.

Looking at the cracks on the ground, if he hadn't taken the initiative to snatch Bai Chu out under the whip...... You're going to be pumped down, right......

Van Gogh gasped in his heart, and the body in his arms trembled all the time, obviously not recovering from behind the whip.

He hugged her tightly, patted her on the back lightly with his hand, and comforted her gently, "Bai Chu, it's okay." ”

Bai Chu's body stiffened, and he quickly glanced back at Bai Xin.

Just like Bai Xin's eyes looked at each other, those eyes were indifferent, although cold, but not ruthless, for no reason she breathed a sigh of relief, she rested her head on Van Gogh's chest, quietly calming down the panic in her heart.

"Demon Venerable. Bai Xin was still holding the whip in his hand, and the two words were also indifferent, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

Van Gogh was very complicated at the moment.

The whip was clearly aimed at him, but on the surface, he snatched Bai Chu, who should have been whipped, out from under the whip. In another way, it is the family law in other people's homes, and he ran over to participate.

Right now, it's clear that he wants to give an explanation.

If he didn't snatch Bai Chu out, he would be the one who was whipped, and Bai Xin would naturally have a reason to whip him. Now that he has robbed it, the reason for this has to be said by him himself, and this old fox will not suffer left and right anyway.

"This is not something that Bai Chu can do alone. Van Gogh hugged Bai Chu tighter, considered his words, and looked at Bai Chu with a straight face, "Bai Chu is certainly at fault, but if the deity doesn't cooperate, she will definitely not be able to make this mistake." Isn't it fair for the gods to punish them?"

It's not a matter of how two people want to be happy, your sister wants to go to me, I cooperated, this kind of thing you love me, it's not her fault alone. In front of the public, the surrounding souls are floating around, old fox, is it appropriate for you to force the deity to say this?

Bai Chu in his arms raised his eyes lightly to look at him, the essence in his golden eyes was compelling, but his voice was still trembling, "You already knew about this?"

Van Gogh lowered his eyes and his voice warmed: "You suddenly went crazy that day, I can't help but doubt it." ”

If you doubt, you will naturally find the problem.

Even if she insisted on not saying it, he would have known from other sources.

With a hint of imperceptible confusion in his eyes, Bai Chu looked at him tightly, and took his expression into his eyes without dropping, "You...... Don't you hate me?" "Hate me for hiding it from you, hate me for eating away at your divine power?"

Her green hair was unbound by jewelry, and it was scattered in a mess, looking depressed and miserable. Van Gogh reached out and dialed the hair that came to her ear behind her ear, "I don't hate you, but I'm angry." ”

His eyes stared at him, "Have you lost your anger?"

"Not yet. ”

Bai Chu pursed his lips, his heart was astringent for no reason, and his eyes darkened, "Then you still snatched me out from under the whip." ”

"Bai Chu, seeing you hurt, I feel uncomfortable in my heart. ”

"Just uncomfortable?" Bai Chu stared at him, "You don't faint blood." ”

Van Gogh smiled and combed her hair with his hands, "Well, it will hurt." ”

Bai Chu smiled on his face, wrapped his arms around his body, snuggled into his arms, glanced at Bai Chu on the side of his eyes from the corner of his eye, lowered his eyes, and his face was a little hot.

Since she met Van Gogh, the two have always been close, but it is the first time that she has put on such a gesture in front of her brother so blatantly.

Ming Shi covered his lips and cleared his throat, is it really appropriate to show affection so openly?

Bai Xin's expression was calm, he threw the whip, and said lightly: "You will get married tomorrow." ”

Bright...... Tomorrow?

Bai Chu looked at him in surprise, and there was no other superfluous look in his indifferent face. She knew that her brother would let her marry Van Gogh as soon as possible after knowing this, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.

Bai Chu hesitated to speak, "Brother......"

"The deity doesn't want to. ”

A deep voice came from overhead, Bai Chu raised his eyes to look at Van Gogh, and his heart suddenly seemed to fall into the frozen and cracked water on the surface of the river.

He said, don't you want to? Bai Chu was slightly stunned.

"You don't want to?" the narrow eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of cold light in his indifferent eyes, "Does the Demon Venerable think that the sister is not worthy of you?"

"The marriage of the deity is not the master of the gods. The delicate face was full of cold color, and the purple robe had a dignified and masculine temperament, majestic as a mountain.

"What do you mean?"

Van Gogh looked at Bai Chu and lowered his eyes lightly, "There is only one big wedding in his life, how can it be done in a hurry, don't you say?"

Bai Chu was stunned, and his heart that fell into the glacier was hot and warm, warm and warm, as if he wanted to evaporate the ice water around him. She didn't think that he was still thinking about her at this time.

Their marriage has long been a sure thing, ceremonies and the like, he has never paid attention to them, but she ...... But I mind a little.

She has seen Dayi's wedding, Xin Xi's wedding, and Chi Sheng's wedding. It's not that I haven't looked forward to what it will be like to become a bride one day.

She had never told him anything like this before. She hadn't thought about it, he had always known.

Caught off guard, but real.

"Van Gogh. She looked straight at him, couldn't find anything to say to him for a while, just looked at it, and suddenly realized that this face that had been seen for tens of thousands of years couldn't be enough.

He smiled, "I'm here." ”

She buried herself in his arms, her cheek pressed against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of her chest and the beating of her heart.

I have never felt that this person was so wonderful at that moment. It's so beautiful, it's like coming out of a dream.

Her lips curled, and a thin layer of red appeared on her face.

She heard the voice above her head continue, "Seven days, seven days later, the deity will go to Qingqiu to marry the emperor. ”

Seven days was the maximum time he could fight for her. Seven days is short, but it's enough to do what needs to be done.

"Very well. Bai Xin looked at the two people hugging each other lightly, and suddenly felt that this scene was awkward.

The little girl who has been raised for more than 100,000 years is not by his side and pulls the sleeves of his robe to play, but runs into the arms of other men. No matter how you look at it, you feel ...... Not pleasant. He looked away a little, "Bai Chu, come here." ”

Bai Chu turned his head from Van Gogh's arms, "Go over...... What for?"

Bai Xin's eyes sank, when did he ask her to do something and need to say a reason? He glanced at Van Gogh, "Bai Chu, you are not married yet." ”

Bai Chu's ears burned and he quickly came out of Van Gogh's arms.

"Go back with the deity, Jiuyou is not the place you should be for the time being. Leaving a sentence, he directly took Ming Shi's hand beside him, turned around and left, without giving Bai Chu the slightest choice.

Bai Chu frowned, and Ai Ai looked at Van Gogh.

"If you don't come to Jiuyou, I'll go to Qingqiu to find you. ”

Bai Xingtou in front of him didn't reply lightly, "The wedding period has not yet arrived, and it is better for the Demon Venerable to come to Qingqiu less." ”

Van Gogh's complexion changed.

Ming Shi, who was following Bai Xi over there, suddenly stopped.

Bai Xi tilted his head, "What?"

"Fox, I just remembered that I was not married to you. Ming Shi shook off Bai Xin's hand and showed a calculating smile on his face, "It's not appropriate to go to Qingqiu at this time." ”

"Oh. Bai Xin replied lightly and took her hand again, "I don't mind." ”

...... "Fox, can you be thicker!"

"Ah Chu, go back. ”

Bai Chu looked at Van Gogh, silently turned his head and followed the direction Bai Xin was walking.

Approaching, seeing the two people holding hands, Bai Chu's brows immediately twisted, ran forward in two or three steps, separated the hands of the two, hugged Fan Baixi's arm, and glared at the two fiercely, "This position is mine, mine!"

Bai Xin glanced at her, "This spirit recovered quite quickly?"

Bai Chu was stunned by him for no reason, the previous slap was not merciless, and now the side of his face still hurts. Thinking of the whip that Fang Cai didn't hit again, Bai Chu pursed his lips and reluctantly let go of his hand.

Bai Xi looked down at her, and suddenly his mood became extremely good, leaning over her slightly, curling his lips and smiling, "Really scared?"

Scared?

Bai Chu stared at him with wide eyes, and the expression on his face was very exciting.