When the New Heavenly Emperor ascends the throne, he will naturally summon the lords of all walks of life.

When the Imperial Posts were sent to the hands of the two scourges, no one had the momentum to go to the Nine Heavens to Jinjian.

It was an acquaintance who sent the post, Bai Chu closed the post, glanced at Hua Yi standing in the court, covered his sleeves with his bare hands, and pinched Van Gogh's waist at his side.

Van Gogh bent his lips, as if inadvertently putting his hand behind his back, and grabbed her restless hand in a half-circle, his eyes turned sideways, "It's really unfortunate, I hurt my waist last night." ”

Bai Chu raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest.

Van Gogh's face did not change, and he smiled slightly in Hua Yi's surprised eyes: "My waist is sprained, I can't move, Lao Xianjun told the Emperor that it is inconvenient for the deity to travel far." ”

Such a clumsy excuse was cheekily said? Hua Yi was embarrassed and silent, and turned his eyes to look at Bai Chu, "Fox Emperor ......"

"She's not lucky. Before he finished speaking, he was cut off by Van Gogh.

Hua Yi frowned.

Van Gogh stretched out his arm and put his arm around Bai Chu's shoulder, scooping the person directly into his arms, and the remaining hand behind his back gently slashed on her leg with the cover of his long sleeves. A cold light flashed in Bai Chu's eyes, and when she was about to break free from revenge, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, "It's really unfortunate, she was injured more seriously, don't you see that the whole person can't stand on her feet now." ”

Bai Chu twisted his waist again.

"Oops, my back hurts again. Van Gogh pretended to be in pain, and hugged the person tighter, "Don't come out if you don't have the strength to do it, what's the matter when the whole person is soft on me? Don't you remember that I hurt my back...... Sizzle—Tap. ”

Anyone can see that this is deliberately perfunctory.

One hurt his waist, the other hurt his leg, and even the excuses were deliberately and ambiguous. Hua Yi looked at the two of them for a moment, and smiled helplessly, "Since this is the case, Yi will not bother the two Majesties." ”

Then he turned and left.

"Wait. ”

The voice was light and floating, and the crisp and familiar female voice made him dazed for a moment, Hua Yi looked back, "His Majesty the Fox Emperor still has instructions?"

"Your father ......" Bai Chu leaned on Van Gogh's shoulder, as if he was hesitating and thinking about something, his eyebrows frowned slightly, but slowly calmed down, "Why did your father suddenly abdicate?"

Hua Yi lowered his eyes, "Father's sudden move, Yi is not clear." ”

"Suddenly?" Bai Chu straightened up, slapped Van Gogh's hand on her shoulder with one palm, and took two steps forward to approach him, his eyes were cold, "The wound on your body that was originally healed, how can there be a wound again?"

Hua Yi pulled his lips and was about to speak, but he was caught by Bai Chuyi's wrist.

"Your Majesty—"

"Shut up. ”

Closing his eyes, concentrating, a wisp of divine consciousness flowed into Hua Yi's pulse along the five fingers, beating along the pulse all the way to the blood veins of his body, and when he came back from a week after walking in his body, Bai Chu opened his eyes, "It's through?"

Hua Yi was slightly stunned, and when he reacted, he smiled and nodded, "Yes." ”

Bai Chu withdrew his hand and glanced back at Van Gogh, his expression changing and complicated.

Van Gogh received her gaze and immediately sank.

Two months ago, Van Gogh forcibly used Shenze to heal Hua Yi's injuries, although he was cured of his injuries, but it also made him full of pure immortals blocked, and it was difficult to become a god from now on.

And right now, Hua Yi's blood veins are unimpeded, not only has he recovered to the state before he was not injured, but his cultivation has become more beneficial, and he is not far from becoming a god.

"Who gave you the pulse?, your father?" As soon as the words came out, he immediately overturned himself, Bai Wei's previous cultivation was a big loss, and he couldn't do that at all, Bai Chu tightened his eyebrows, "It's Chi Shu, right?"

"Indeed, it is the Emperor of Heaven. ”

It is not a trivial matter to condense the veins, not to mention that Bai Wei, who has cultivated for a big loss, can't do it, and Bai Chu and Van Gogh, who have cultivated for no loss, can't do it either. If it's my brother...... Maybe it works.

Emperor of Heaven......? When did the cultivation become so profound? My mind was complicated and surging endlessly.

Bai Chu spoke again: "What's the matter with Xin Xi? Didn't your father have a baby with her in the past?"

"Somehow, my father suddenly scattered her spirits, and then, seeing the wounds on my body, he destroyed her. Hua Yi also had some doubts on his face.

"Your father is really ......" Bai Chu thought about it with his hand against his forehead, and sighed, "Bo Qing." ”

Hua Yi tugged at the corners of his lips, "Your Majesty still has orders?"

Bai Chu narrowed his eyes, "Tell the Emperor of Heaven that after a few days, he will naturally kiss Jiuxiao after healing from his injuries." ”

"Yiding will tell me. With that, he made another gesture and turned to leave.

Knowing that his back disappeared from sight, Bai Chu turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "What do you think?"

"Chi Shu started preparing for that position as early as 30,000 years ago or even longer. Van Gogh walked over, the laziness on his face was swept away, and it was replaced by a somber and solemn color, "Now that he has succeeded, the Heavenly Monarch has abdicated." What do you think he's going to do next?"

Those who are in the top position naturally want to do as stable as possible.

Qing Ze's eyes condensed into ice, "Next, is it to move your Demon Realm, or to move my Qingqiu?"

"After all, the demon and the immortal are not of the same race, if he wants to move the demon world, he can't do it without those hundreds of thousands of years of effort. The corners of Van Gogh's mouth overflowed with a smile, he reached out and wrapped his hand around Bai Chu's waist, and naturally hugged the person, and whispered in her ear, "As for you Qingqiu, if your brother is still here, Chi Shu will not think about it for the rest of his life." But ......"

At the moment, Bai Xi is not there, Qingqiu only has her.

She only has fun and doesn't know much about politics.

Bai Chu's face sank, and he wanted to break free from him, but found that his hands had been held in his hands. She raised her eyes and saw the smile in his dark eyes, and her heart was cold, "What do you mean?"

His dark eyes were pitch black, and the fire in them was as sudden as the stars of Tianyu, he hugged her tightly, his chin resting on her shoulder, "Bai Chu, our marriage should be advanced." ”

Bai Chu stiffened, "Do you want to marry me, or Qingqiu?"

The smile gradually faded, and he whispered in her ear, "Bai Chu, you should know that first of all, I will befriend you if you are the emperor of Qingqiu, secondly, I will marry you as the god of Qingqiu, and finally, it is because of you who you are." Because of you, I will hold you at this moment. ”

She took a deep breath, "Van Gogh, why do you have to say it. ”

"Bai Chu, I have to recognize the facts. His voice hit her ear with a slightly warm breath, stirling the broken hair in her ear, "Your brother disappeared in too much of a hurry, and there are many things that I haven't had time to teach you." ”

Bai Chu looked at him coldly, "Go on." ”

"When your brother was still in power, you were the god monarch of Qingqiu first, the emperor of Qingqiu, and finally you Bai Chu. He lowered his eyes and played with her hands carefully with the palms of his hands, "Right now, you are the Fox Emperor first, and then Bai Chu." As Bai Chu, you can be willful, but as the Fox Emperor can't. ”

One by one, the sound was warm, warm to the heart.

"My words may be ugly, but it doesn't hurt you to hear them. He bent her knuckles and rubbed them on her slender and white hands, "As the Fox Emperor, you should know that you must marry me now, and take your Qingqiu with you." ”

Bai Chu's eyebrows tightened, "Your Majesty wants to take advantage of the void?"

His voice was soft, "Your Majesty, the deity is first the Demon Venerable, and then Van Gogh. ”

"If my brother is still ......" Bai Chu bit his lip, his face gloomy.

"If your brother is still here, I will still marry you, but you don't have Qingqiu as a dowry. Van Gogh moved his palm and gently swiped her lips, "Don't bite, your teeth are so sharp, what should I do if you bite it?"

She pursed her lips, letting his fingers wander over hers.

The golden eyes were misty at some point, and she was silent for a long time before she spoke, "Van Gogh, do you like me or not?"

He curled his lips, his cheek close to hers, "Such a ridiculous question came out of your mouth." ”

"Van Gogh ......"

He put a finger against her lips and muttered, "Bai Chu, I am pleased with you." ”

Joy.

Pleased?

Bai Chu looked back at him and crashed into his deep eyes, his golden eyes reflected his shadow, and his black eyes shone on her person, static and overlapping, water and fire blended.

She fixed her eyes and looked him directly: "Really?"

"Really. ”

"Didn't lie to me?"

"Bai Chu, I don't need to lie to you. ”

It's not that I didn't cheat, but I didn't need to cheat at all. Bai Chu felt that her heart was slightly astringent, she thought that the two of them had the same starting point, but as early as 30,000 years ago, the day he became the Demon Venerable, the distance between him and her was far away.

What did my brother tell her before?

"As for Van Gogh, if it had been 30,000 years ago, you could have kept him in your heart. After 30,000 years, I advise you not. ”

"Because of Ah Chu, you can't control him. ”

Uncontrollable...... Brother, you threw the burden of the entire Qingqiu on me and left, did you ever think that Ah Chu would be controlled by this person who he couldn't control, and even ...... Lose the whole Qingqiu?

She tried her best to stop the turmoil in her heart, and tried to calm her voice as calmly as possible: "Van Gogh, I don't have a choice. ”

"Bai Chu, the choice is yours, whether you plan to compensate Qingqiu to Jiuxiao or merge into the Demon Realm, or let Qingqiu fend for himself, the choice is yours. He stroked her face and looked at her deeply, "Bai Chu, how to choose, you know best in your own heart." It's just ......" he deliberately dragged out this sentence, and the smile on the corner of his lips was very dangerous, "It's just Bai Chu, no matter how you choose, you can only marry me." ”

"If you repent of your marriage, I will be angry, and when I am angry, I will snatch back what is rightfully mine. His fingers traced carefully on her face, the smile deepened, and the soft tone seemed to be flirting, "Bai Chu, you know me best, what I fancy is if it reaches the point of grabbing it, and does not reject force, if you grab it, you may have to get more by the way." ”

Yesterday, she was still a hotbed and a soft pillow was happy and wanton, but as soon as the situation changed suddenly when the Emperor ascended the throne, she was forced to do so in turn.

Bai Chu sneered and lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, "Your Majesty Demon Venerable, the deity has been bothering in the Demon Realm for too long, it's time to go back to Qingqiu to criticize it." ”

"The Fox Emperor is really hard to manage every day. He smiled and gave in, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "please", "If there are too many folds, the deity doesn't mind helping His Majesty dispose of it with his own hands." ”

"Your Majesty's important affairs in the Demon Realm are also busy, so Qingqiu will not worry about Your Majesty. After that, he left without looking at him again.

Van Gogh bent his lips and watched her back go all the way away.