Ah Ci took Tang Xi out of the palace, and a delicate bone fan appeared in the air. As it spun, it instantly grew several times larger and lay in front of the two of them.
Ah Ci sat on the bone fan, patted the seat next to her, and said in a cold voice, "Come up."
Tang Xi also sat on it, and the wind behind the bone fan flew in a certain direction.
A Ci was born delicate, with a head of black hair sloping down like a waterfall, but his eyes were colder, showing no emotion at all.
The soul power in Tang Xi's hand was moving, and a white peony flower bloomed in the palm of his hand, and he inserted the peony flower into Ah Ci's hair.
The unique fragrance of peonies made Ah Ci stunned for a moment. This was the first time that someone was so close to her.
When looking at Ah Ci's delicate side face, the delicateness of the white peony flowers highlighted Ah Ci's coldness, Tang Xi couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart, "It's so beautiful."
Ah Ci felt a little dazed when she touched the fresh peony on her temples, her eyes drooped, and she said nostalgically, "I haven't seen such a bright peony for a long time."
Tang Xi asked curiously, "This is the God Realm, aren't there those beautiful plants?"
Ah Ci shook her head and said helplessly, "This is a cursed world of gods that cannot breed life at all, let alone plants. The gods gathered here come from all directions in the universe, and they are different from the way you practice in the Douluo plane. , naturally there are no soul masters with plant martial souls."
Tang Xi patted his head and said thoughtfully, "That's right, that doesn't matter. I'm a spirit master with a plant-type martial spirit. I will plant peonies all over the God Realm another day."
Ah Ci was amused by Tang Xi. She knew that no plants could grow in the curse of hell, but Ah Ci couldn't bear to tell Tang Xi the truth. She didn't want to see the little guy's sad expression.
Tang Xi also giggled, moved her position closer to Ah Ci, pulled Ah Ci's sleeves, and said expectantly, "Can I call you Sister Ah Ci?"
When Ah Ci reacted, Tang Xi was looking at her with bright eyes. Ah Ci's heart couldn't help but soften. When she, who had always been cold and cold, was still hesitating whether to agree to Tang Xi, Tang Xi said rudely, "You don't answer. I’ll take it as your consent! Sister Ah Ci!”
The soft words "Sister Ah Ci" made Ah Ci raise the corners of her mouth, and she responded in a good mood, "Yeah."
Along the way, Tang Xi kept chattering non-stop, but Ah Ci was very happy to listen to Tang Xi's talk, which seemed to bring some fun to the boring days.
Tang Xi asked, "Sister Ah Ci, I know that a day in the Douluo God Realm is a year in the Douluo Plane. Is this also the case in the Hell God Realm?"
Hearing this, Ah Ci glanced at Tang Xi complicatedly, hesitated for a long time, and said, "No, the Hell God Realm is a cursed God Realm. The flow of time here is faster than the outside world, and the Douluo Plane A year is equivalent to a thousand years here.”
The smile on Tang Xi's face suddenly stiffened. One year in the Douluo plane is equivalent to a thousand years here! ! !
In other words, a thousand years in the Hell God Realm is equivalent to one day in the Douluo God Realm. How can it be so different if they are both in the God Realm?
Ah Ci looked at Tang Xi's face, which turned green and white, and expressed her understanding, "I don't know how long I have lived here before you came. The time is really too long and no fun. You chose to become a god and It may not be a good thing, it may also mean that you have to endure tens of millions of years of loneliness and pain.”
