Xiaoyun looked at Tang Xi's behavior and asked in confusion, "Xiao Xi, apart from your peony flowers growing in our divine world, are you sure that the sapling in your hand can survive?"
The "little sapling" refers to the seed of life that Tang Xi just planted.
Tang Xi shook his head and said that he was not sure, but his peony flower could grow in the hell and god world because of the vitality provided by the seed of life. In the same way, the seed of life should be the same.
After doing this, Tang Xi patted the dust on his hands and said, "Xiaoyun, I'm going to the eighteenth floor of hell to practice, so I won't play with you anymore."
Xiaoyun knew that Tang Xi was going to the 18th floor of hell to absorb the energy of the universe and wanted to further improve his divine level, but Xiaoyun was very opposed to Tang Xi's approach.
Xiao Yun was a little angry, "Xiao Xi, do you know why most of us gods only go to the 18th floor of hell every other month? It's not like there were no gods as hardworking as you before, but without exception, they all You are crazy. The pain you endured in the Eighteenth Level of Hell is deeply engraved in your soul. A normal person will go crazy even if he or she does not die. But our gods cannot die, and besides, you still have to bear the punishment of the Eighteenth Level of Hell every day. Can you bear the pain?"
Tang Xi was stunned, her nose suddenly felt sore and her eyes turned red.
When Xiaoyun saw Tang Xi's eyes turned red, she was a little panicked. She quickly ran over to comfort her, "Oh, I'm just talking, don't cry."
Tang Xi choked up and said, "Thank you Xiaoyun, but I can't stop now, I have to become stronger."
This time Tang Xi did not try to laugh it off, because the pain of the eighteenth level of hell was indeed deeply engraved in the depths of Tang Xi's soul.
Xiaoyun was helpless and could only let Tang Xi go.
With Tang Xi's current strength, he can only survive until the third level of hell. Every day after that, Tang Xi will spend time going to the eighteenth level of hell to endure the pain and absorb the essence of the universe.
Whenever Tang Xi came out of the eighteenth level of hell, there would always be a blond boy waiting for her.
When Tang Xi was too tired to move, Xiao Yu helped Tang Xi walk back.
In the room, Xiaoyu struggled to hold Tang Xi on the bed.
In fact, Tang Xi was very thin, but it was much harder for Xiao Yu who looked like an eight-year-old child.
Just as he was about to leave, Tang Xi grabbed Xiao Yu's hand, opened his eyes drowsily, and murmured, "Xiao Xue?"
Xiaoyu's body trembled slightly, and his face showed embarrassment. This was the Nth time Tang Xi recognized him as a person named Xiaoxue.
Although he has little experience, he knows that this is called a substitute! ! !
Xiao Yu wanted to walk away in frustration, but Tang Xi grabbed Xiao Yu's arm tightly and pulled Xiao Yu over.
Xiaoyu fell backwards into Tang Xi's arms with an unsteady center of gravity. Tang Xi's eyelids were heavy and she was tired and wanted to sleep. But when she felt the warmth in her arms, she reluctantly opened her eyes and saw a blurry figure with short blond hair. She subconsciously He laughed and said nostalgically: "Brother Prince, Xiao Xi misses you so much."
But unable to bear the sleepiness, Tang Xi lay on Xiao Yu's body and fell asleep.
Xiaoyu felt extremely aggrieved, even if she thought he was Xiaoxue, why did she still think of him as a person called "Brother Prince"! ! !
Xiao Yu wanted to pull away the heavy Tang Xi, but Tang Xi seemed to notice that the person under him wanted to leave, so Tang Xi immediately hugged Xiao Yu's waist tightly, frowned, and choked, "Don't leave me, Brother Prince. .”
Xiaoxue——Qian Renxue
Xue Qinghe (Prince's brother) - Qian Renxue
These two people are the same person
Xiaoyu and Qian Renxue are connected. They are not from the same time and space, and they even have different genders.
