Ghost Emperor Scavenger God

51

Maybe there are times and deadlines for forgiving a person. Once that number is exceeded, no matter how deeply you love, you will exceed the number of times in your heart. Every time you forgive, the degree of deep love will be reduced by one time.

Maybe I still love deeply, but I force myself to protect myself from getting hurt, and I am determined to love the principle.

It's not that Wuyi doesn't love Jiu Ling anymore, but she loves her too carefully and dare not love anymore.

If Jiu Ling stood in front of him now, Wu Yi would forgive Jiu Ling softly without Jiu Ling kneeling down to beg for forgiveness, but even if she forgave Jiu Ling, she didn't want to forgive herself—why did she love herself in the first place?

Binggu guards Wuyi's side day and night, but Wuyi is like a living dead, except for maintaining normal breathing, and subtle changes - gradually aging face, gradually turning white from the end of her hair, There was no sign of waking up at all.

Bing Gu wiped Wu Yi's old face day by day, and gently used his power to restrain Bai Bai's wildly growing hair, protecting that silent boy with distress.

It was so late at night that I couldn't see my fingers.

Bing Gu, who had been staying up day after day, lay on the round table, lowered his head and looked at Wuyi who was still sleeping on the bed with blurred eyes, finally he could not bear to lean his head on the table, and fell asleep... ...

Wuyi opened her eyes, and saw a square and beautifully carved bronze lamp, reflecting Bing Gu's face in a dim yellow.Wuyi gently stretched out her hands that looked like the skin pattern of a tree trunk and lifted the quilt. The exposed arm was in stark contrast to the already wide and wide sleeves.Supporting the body with only a shell left, the slight pain was suppressed in her throat, Wuyi grabbed the backrest behind her, and sat up little by little, "Finally." Wuyi looked at her legs with a smile, and sighed in a low voice road.

The breeze blew the gauze curtains on both sides, and then slowly fell down.

Wuyi's gaze was attracted by the gauze curtain, and she looked out of the hollowed-out carved window—the breeze blowing in the quiet night, and in the blink of an eye, it has already entered summer.

Wuyi felt that her legs had long been numb, and she smiled slightly at the corners of her lips, thinking: How much time is left?Can we meet again?

Ever since Wuyi opened her eyes, her upper and lower eyelashes seldom closed, as if she wanted to engrave all these in her mind.

Sitting blankly with his head tilted out of the window, motionless, the silver hair blown by the breeze, telling endless thoughts in the spring night of the breeze.

Binggu was awakened by the wind, and the wind was still a bit biting as the spring was cold.

Binggu opened his eyes, and when he saw Wuyi, he felt in his heart: I am afraid that if the wind blows hard, the people in front of him will disappear with the wind like that.

Binggu stood up, the slight movements of his body brought Wuyi back to his senses, Wuyi still smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth pinched, and said, "How long is left?"

This kind of life is not long, sad words, for some reason, are more unacceptable than harsh inquiries, Binggu feels that Wuyi is now a piece of porcelain, porcelain that has already had slight cracks, and a slight vibration is enough to break him.

Binggu didn't understand: Why did Wuyi have to be so humble, as if she had never done anything for herself from the beginning?Everything is to make others feel comfortable, even now, you have to smile and say things that should be blamed for the injustice in this world!

Binggu shook his head, not knowing.

How many days are left?When will I wake up next time I fall asleep?

Still, never wake up...

——The gate of the ghost world——

If it were the same as before, Jiu Ling would have staged a scene of crying, making trouble, and hanging himself, and not eating, drinking, or sleeping.

But this kind of play was performed again and again, and Jiu Ling knew in his heart that it was impossible for Wuyi to forgive himself this time.

——Three Realms Passage——

Jiu Ling is pulling the red thread, and the hands of two people are tied on the other end of the red thread, like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the market, these two people are the ones who are the first to fight in everything - Yuelao, and Yuelao's little cohabiting follower - — Dunxi.

Jiu Ling tugged at one end of the red thread, turning his head and urging him frequently, annoyed, "Go!"

Yuelao's bound hands were already faintly red, suddenly Yuelao stopped in his tracks and said, "Your Majesty, walk slowly!"

Although Jiu Ling didn't think of a good excuse to see Wuyi in his heart, or Wuyi couldn't get away with the reason to see him, he looked at himself from all over his body, the title of Emperor of Heaven might not be very useful!Gods and ghosts, who listens to whom?And I don't want Wuyi to feel that I'm using my status to suppress him.

this? □□?Jiu Ling touched his face?He slapped himself mercilessly!This face is far worse than Wu Yi's. Besides, Wu Yi has never judged someone by their appearance, this trick won't work...

But although I have been a god for tens of thousands of years, I have no experience in this kind of thing frankly.To put it mildly, I am indeed nothing, how can I do such stupid things over and over again!

So take a long-term view. If you can't do it yourself, it doesn't mean that others can't do it.

So the scapegoats——Yuelao and Dunxi were kidnapped by Jiuling...

Jiu Ling tugged at the red thread, looking like a landlord selling slaves!In a bad tone, he said: "Go! Go!"

Yuelao walked slowly and reluctantly with grievances, looked at Dunxi who was also bound, and said, "I'm thirsty! I can't walk anymore!" Yuelao looked at the silent Dunxi beside him and said in his heart: Sure enough, he and this king are not a family!Do not enter a house!This kid doesn't know how to speak for himself now!

Yuelao, whose hands were bound since the heavens, sighed in his heart, Junshang wanted everyone to know: it was he and Dunxi who "accidentally" drank Wanghuan wine for Junshang-everything in this life will be forgotten.Your Majesty just lost the past with Lord Ghost Emperor, and the years are quiet!Come to apologize!

This gentleman said to himself and Dunxi in a pretentious way: "This is to find out who is behind it!" But now that he thinks about it carefully, Mr. Yue always feels that he has been cheated!Glancing at the thoughtful Dunxi beside him, he thought to himself: I have always been fooled, this is a common thing, but this Dunxi!Why did Dunxi cooperate without saying a word?Could it be that he and the emperor have done some shameless deeds in private!

It is true that Dunxi did something ulterior with Jiuling, recalling that in the Moon Palace...

"Why help you?" Dunxi crossed his hands and looked at Yuelao who was diligently picking up the red thread in the moon palace, and asked Jiuling.

"There are 5000 Yuelao Temples in the world, and I personally offer them up!" Jiu Ling followed Dunxi's gaze to look at Yuelao, and he understood!Zhitian swears, narrowing his eyes into a line and speaking softly close to Dunxi.

"Deal!" Dunxi turned his head and left, and went back to the Moon Palace to help Yuelao pick up the red thread.

Dunxi came back to his senses, nodded to Yuelao and said, "Yes, it's time to rest!"

Both feet stopped, and both hands pulled the red thread back. Feeling the red thread being pulled back, Jiu Ling turned his head and asked without raising his head, "What's the matter?"

Dunxi said: "Thirsty! Drink water!"

So Jiu Ling forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in his heart: Hold back, hold back, in order to see Wuyi as soon as possible, hold back!

Jiu Ling raised his smiling face obsequiously and said, "Thirsty? Drink water, drink water!" He hurriedly handed the small pot he was carrying with him to Dunxi. Something is wrong.

Yue Lao looked at Dunxi who handed him the water bottle, and asked warily, "What did you two do behind my back?"

Dunxi pretended to be stupid and took the water bottle that Yuelao had finished drinking, raised his head and took a big sip, wiped the water from his lips, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that there was nothing to ask this month, the old man put the water bottle in Junshang's hand with a sigh of relief, looked at Junshang, but said to Dunxi, "It's nothing!"

So Jiuling faced the scorching sun in the front, and led two people who were advancing at a fast pace behind him...

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Jiu Ling couldn't help complaining in his heart: "I really invited two great gods!" But in his mouth, he said extremely gently: "Can we hurry up, according to this speed Going to the ghost world, I'm afraid it will be next year."

This month the old man rolled his eyes at Jiu Ling, he didn't understand Dunxi, didn't he understand Junshang?What kind of magic did Dunxi cast to make Jun Shang speak in such a disgusting tone?

Yuelao shook the red thread and said, "Your Majesty, I'm going to the toilet..."

"Hey, Zhili, let me tell you..." Jiu Ling glanced at Dunxi, before finishing speaking, his voice suddenly dropped a few degrees, "Keep an inch...but even if you have an inch, it's okay."

Jiu Ling walked to Yuelao's side, patted Yuelao's shoulder lightly, glanced at Dunxi, and untied Yuelao with a nod and a smile, but cursed Dunxi in his heart: "Stinky boy, arrest someone, What a hero!"

Xu Shi Dunxi has figured out Jiu Ling, if anyone talks about heroes with him, then you will lose!

And Jiuling, who can only be compared to the villain!

This slow and slow Yuelao, Dunxi and his party set off again, and finally arrived at the gate of the ghost world!

It's just different from the past, when Dunxi looked at Yuelao, Yuelao looked at Jiuling, and Jiuling looked at the ghost world and wondered—why there are so many layers of barriers in the ghost world?