A word that was not so heartfelt sealed Cui Siran's tragic fate.
Her shy face made people's hearts bud. How could Jia Luo refuse such an invitation? The Zen bead slipped from his palm to the woman's wrist.
"These days, let it accompany you instead of me. Don't take it off, okay?"
Cui Siran said confused: "What about you?"
"This monk's job is boring. I have to find a temple to return to secular life. Then I will take you far away, okay?"
With such words of "deep affection", Cui Siran no longer had any worries and allowed him to hold her hand and walk towards the inner room.
The afternoon sun has begun to slowly lose its edge, the fourth dimension, the Twin Cities.
"Husband, why hasn't he come yet?" Wuyou waited and waited, but still didn't see Qi Huan's "delivery" coming to his door. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
Ming Jiuye, on the other hand, was not as anxious as Wuyou. He wrapped Wuyou's long hair like a waterfall in his hand and smiled leisurely: "Madam is anxious again, no matter when he comes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the hair in his hand suddenly exploded. When he raised his eyes, he saw Wuyou looking at him angrily.
Ming Jiuye raised his hand to smooth the frayed hair on her temples and said: "In the past, you were the most unbearable. If things go on like this, your mood will be unable to repair the damaged part of the barrier. My husband knows that it is difficult, but I believe you can, try taking a deep breath first." His tone was gentle, like a trickle in the valley.
Someone who originally wanted to get angry took a deep breath, counted six times secretly, and then exhaled the dirty air for a long time.
"Husband, ha... I'm sleepy." After taking three deep breaths, Wuyou snuggled into Ming Jiuye's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Regarding her reaction, Ming Jiuye had already expected it. Her mind was free and she fell asleep easily.
"Go to sleep. My husband will call you when he comes."
After about a moment, Wuyou stretched and woke up from Ming Jiuye's arms.
When I woke up, I saw a lot of people standing at the door of the guest room, and one person was lying on his back on the ground.
"Qi Huan! Husband, when did he come?" Lying on the ground was Qi Huan who stumbled after entering the door.
"When I arrived, my husband wanted to call you, but you woke up on your own."
In fact, as soon as Wuyou fell asleep, there were moves to lift tables and chairs downstairs. Fortunately, Meng Liang was guarding downstairs, so he didn't make any restless noise.
Ming Jiuye said: "Let's wait until the queen wakes up." These people had no choice but to be locked in the guest room by ghost magic, and they were unblocked the moment Wuyou woke up.
"Qi Huan, do you know Huan'er?"
After half a year, Qi Huan's mind raced when he heard this voice again. Could it be that these people were here to overturn an old case?
How about that? The city lord had forgiven him, and besides, he was drunk at the time.
"Master, I thought what was going on, we know each other, but... they are all dead." As soon as he stood up, he saw a row of old men sitting on the ground.
"Ha! I knew it was you old fools who were causing trouble. Believe it or not, I will destroy your store right now and tell your whole family to get out of the Twin Cities!"
"When did the city lords of the Twin Cities have the same surname?" Wuyou said sarcastically.
The Lords of the Twin Cities: Xiahou and Xia Chun, the former is in charge of Winter City and the latter is in charge of Spring City. According to Li Jian, if Xia Chun can be called a smiling tiger, then his brother Xiahou is a dog that cannot bark.
"Hmph! The city lord said that as long as I can follow his wishes, the next city lord will be me and Qi Le. By then, these old immortals..."
Before he could finish his words, Wuyou cut him off: "I asked you why you are so annoying, it turns out you are a bitch!"
"You stinky bitch..."
Snapped!
Wuyou's figure shot out in an instant, and a slap hit Qi Huan's face. He was slapped until his side collapsed to the ground.
Wuyou stepped on his face again and said contemptuously: "If I didn't have to use your face to worship him soon, I would definitely tear off your human skin with my own hands, because I am very curious."
"Hello...what are you curious about?" Qi Huan was frightened by these strange words.
"Of course I'm curious... is that animal body hidden under your skin, or is it a human body? Huh!" After saying that, Wuyou raised his foot and stepped on his shoulder in disgust.
"Who are you?"
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"You don't deserve to know." Wuyou took out the glass bottle and said, "Last question, who gave you this bottle?"
"This... this is what I picked up.\./hand\./machine\./edition\./first\./issue\./update\./new~~" His eyes were evasive but he didn't dare to look at Wu worry.
"It shouldn't be a big problem if one finger is missing." Wuyou muttered, and before Qi Huan could react, his little finger was caught between the lightning and flints, and was pulled off by Wuyou directly, including his skin and flesh.
Instantly, blood dripped...
"Ah... the city lord gave it to me! The city lord gave it to me. He said it was a test product. He asked me to find a girl to try it out. I... I was just following orders... Ahhh, please spare me! I won't dare to do it again. I don’t dare to do it anymore…”
As he spoke, he saw Wuyou's eyes were blood red, like a bloodthirsty Asura, watching his every move.
"very good."
Wuyou stood up and walked towards the trembling villains who were surrounded by black energy, "Since you are involved in a murder case, I will save you the trouble. I will ask you eight to carry a big sedan and carry Qi Huan around this Spring City. No one is allowed on the road. Stop, and shout while walking: There is a problem in Spring City, Huan'er is getting married! Every wrong word is a slap in the face, do you hear me?"
"Hear it!" Their backs were all stiff, as if a wooden stick had been driven through their heads.
After Wuyou finished speaking, he looked to his side: "Li Jian, take Qi Huan to freshen up, dress appropriately, and salute at night. I want the people in Spring City to know that he is getting married tonight." I also want those foolish and loyal people to do it. I can't sleep this night.
"This...what if the city lord..."
"If he dares to come today, just treat him to a drink. What? Isn't the wine in your inn enough?"
Seeing Wuyou finally showing a smile, Li Jian and several old men breathed a sigh of relief: "Young lady, we are just kidding. Let's go now. But, the makeup is already on, when will the mourning thing be done?"
"Well... take the back seat, let's go!"
"Oh, yes, yes." Although they were both older, they were still as strong as before, and the two of them walked out of the guest room with Qi Huan on their backs.
After everyone left, Wuyou sat in Ming Jiuye's arms again, "How is she?"
"Empress, she said she didn't want to be reincarnated." Ping'er said and deliberately opened a small opening in her purse.
"Then let her go. It's a pity that her father died in vain because of her, and he is trapped under the Naihe Bridge and refuses to die."
"Empress! My father...is he really still here?"
Seeing her soul exposed, Wuyou couldn't help scolding her: "Are you going to see him like this?" The poor devil hid under the bridge and cried every night, until the flowers on the other side of the river withered. .
