Bai Wuchang doesn't love anyone

Sometimes people attack another group of people because that person is extremely vicious, and their words and deeds have seriously violated what they think is a moral.However, in the ghost world, the reason for one ghost to beat and kill another ghost is only because of hatred.

If you hate it, kill it—this is a rare unwritten rule that every ghost will abide by in the ghost world where the jungle eats the jungle.

King Guang'an has existed for nearly a thousand years, relying on his strength to provoke him everywhere, causing new and old hatreds to continue. There are not a few people who want to kill him, but in the early years, King Guang'an was a ghost king in his prime, and if he didn't kill him in one fell swoop, his life would be involved.

However, in recent years, King Guang'an has been overeating and frantically absorbing the power of his soul to improve his mana. Although his mana has increased in a short period of time, his foundation is unstable, and he has long since sent himself to a dead end.At this time, he stopped killing him and occupied the harmony of heaven, earth and people.

When the last ray of light from the seven-star white light array disappeared, King Guang'an's life also came to an end.Lying quietly in the center of the formation is a green bead, which is the ghost's spiritual core.Li Zhi didn't hesitate to step forward and crush the spiritual core to ensure that King Guang'an would not be resurrected.

The revenge was rewarded, but Ji Hegu was almost destroyed.Li Zhi watched the fine crystal-like broken skin in his palm fall into the soil and melt like quicksand, feeling a little dazed and unreal, not to mention not having much joy.

"Hong Ji, go with the other ghosts to clean up the aftermath." Li Zhi ordered lightly, and after finishing speaking, he wanted to walk towards the only remaining hut in Jihegu.

The door opened just at this moment, and Yu Yao stepped out with a pale face, as if he had been sucked out of his soul and fell to the ground at any time.Stop staying where you are.

Yu Yao stood on the porch and lowered his head slightly, and asked softly, "Are you using me as bait in this round?"

After getting along with Yuyao, he would naturally have some of Yuyao's fairy spirit on him, so he logically seduced King Guang'an to make him believe that he had obtained the soul of a fairy; then let Black and White Wuchang bring Yuyao over and put him in the In a formation, let King Guang'an believe that there is indeed a fairy soul in the house, so that he can kill him the moment he puts down his guard.

From this perspective, he was indeed using Yuyao as bait.

Yu Zhi nodded silently.

"You said the night before yesterday that I owed you a lot, even a life... Now, am I finished?" A chuckle escaped from Yu Yao's lips.

After stopping hesitating, he nodded again.

"In the past, father, monarch and mother took your life, and now I will pay you back. If the two are cancelled, we will have nothing to do with each other anymore." Yu Yao's entire face brightened.

"Yu Yao! What are you going to do?" Seeing this, Xie Zhi felt something was wrong, and hurriedly blocked Yu Yao's way.But Yu Yao took out a fan from nowhere and slapped him on the arm.

"What to do? Of course go back and be my happy Immortal Yuyao, Lord Ghost King."

"no!"

But Yu Yao gave him a big gift on his own: "Stop the ghost king for killing another ghost king, and now he has a better reputation in the ghost world. Xiaoxian is here to congratulate the ghost king."

"Get up." Li Zhi wanted to help Yu Yao up, but Yu Yao pulled away just when he was about to touch her.

"People say that Prince Yuyao and the little ghost Xiezhi are lovers. They hate each other. In the end, only resentment is left but their lover is lost. It's not a bad thing." Yu Yao walked away with big strides, shaking his fan.

The relationship between him and Yan Zhi has been cold for so many years, and one night's bed can't solve the problem. What lies between them is fate and trust, the two strongest but also the weakest things.Even if two people have each other in their hearts, so what?How hot the two hearts leaning together used to be, how cold it is now.Looking back a hundred years, there is a distance of thousands of mountains and rivers.

He understands, and so does Li Zhi.

"Wu Jing!!" Luo Yuhuan suddenly screamed from the side, which immediately caught the attention of Yu Yao, who was about to leave. After a closer look, a figure appeared out of the white clothes in front of Luo Yuhuan. The soul of a three or four-year-old child looks exactly like Wu Ziyu, but his face is much fleshier.

"Luo Jue, why are you looking at me like that." This serious tone came from a child's soft mouth, and there was no deterrent force.

"Xiao Jing, you really have become Xiao Jing now." Luo Yuhuan tried to hold Wu Ziyu into his arms with a look of wanting to laugh but holding back.

Wu Ziyu looked down at her body, and swears: "How did I become like this? Don't laugh!"

Standing not far away, I came to check it carefully, and came to the conclusion: "It should be due to too much mana overdraft and the side effect of black streaks. In the end, I asked you to help I made it like this, and I will try my best to find a cure for you."

"How long will this look last?" Wu Ziyu said coldly.

Li Zhi shook his head slightly: "I can't tell, maybe you will change back after you fully recover your mana."

"You can't see anything here, so why don't you go back to the underworld first." Yu Yao interjected, made a teleportation formula and walked up, "Come soon?"

Luo Yuhuan responded, looked left and right at the little man in his arms, suddenly babbled and hurriedly ran into the formation with his arms in his arms, and returned to the Hall of Eternal Life in a blink of an eye.

Seeing one immortal and two ghosts disappear with the teleportation array, Xie Zhi sighed invisibly, and was about to raise his hand to destroy the only remaining cabin, when the figure of Yu Yao who came here as a married couple suddenly flashed in front of his eyes , His blood-stained gown was as red as a wedding dress.

After all, he put down his hands and stepped into the hut, wiped off the teleportation array on the ground and disappeared.

At this time, the Palace of Eternal Life visited a guest.

The elegant lady Tan Qingqing was sitting on the guest chair with a baby in her arms, her tears filled with gratitude.

"Today I guarded Wanwan as usual, but I never thought that the amber that sealed him was broken, and when I came back to my senses, this child was lying in my arms like this." Tan Qingqing said happily, "It's all thanks to Master Yuhuan!" She said, she was about to stand up and salute.

Luo Yuhuan hurriedly stopped her: "You're welcome, you're welcome, after all, this child is also my cousin, so it's natural for me to help."

"Why don't you see Ziyu? I want to thank him in person."

"Eh... he has something to do recently, he can't come back to the underworld, besides, you are still his master in the tea art, why should an apprentice honor his master?" Luo Yuhuan waved his hand, "It's getting late, so you should come back early Your Majesty, now that you want to live with your child, you need to prepare a lot."

"Then I'll take my leave." Tan Qingqing squatted down to salute, and left.

When Tan Qingqing's figure disappeared outside the door, a child slowly moved out from behind the curtain beside him. He seemed to be trying to walk steadily, but he couldn't stop trembling.

"This child's physical coordination is too poor!" Wu Ziyu complained, he is not used to this body at all now, his hands are too short to reach things, his legs are also short, sometimes it is difficult for him to step up a step, and he trips from time to time.

Luo Yu was overjoyed, and took advantage of it and said, "Come on, Xiao Jing, come to Daddy's side."

"Fuck you." Wu Ziyu waved her small hand and slapped Luo Yuhuan's face, but it didn't hurt at all.

"How can a child swear? Daddy is going to spank his ass." Luo Yuhuan passed Wu Ziyu's armpit with both hands, and lifted him up.

Wu Ziyu was furious, and flapped his calves in mid-air: "Damn it, when I was in the army, I swear more foul words than you have ever eaten."

Luo Yuhuan burst into tears with laughter, and almost threw Xiaoyu to the ground.

"Try laughing again?!" It's a pity that this sentence from the mouth of a three-year-old child has no deterrent effect, and Luo Yu laughed even more happily.

In the past few days, Luo Yuhuan has really experienced the addiction of raising children.Because Tao Yuan, the child he picked up, was already seven or eight years old, and Gui was older than him, so he really didn't need to worry about it.

But Wu Ziyu is different. A three-year-old body has a 500-year-old brain. It is very worry-free to carry, and there is no need to worry about communication problems.He used to play with his father's concubine's children when he was alive, and he cried and made a fuss without explaining it, he was really annoying.

Raising Xiao Xiaoyu is a very happy thing.For example, you can hold him in your arms all day long, pinch your face and touch your belly, even if he resists, he can't beat you, and eating tofu every day is simply not too pleasant.

At least Luo Yuhuan thinks so at this stage.

However, Wu Ziyu is such a smart person, he learned to fight back in a few days.

Every night in the middle of the night, he always likes to rub his feet against Luo Yuhuan's place, and pretends that he is sleeping and turning over, which makes Luo Yuhuan not sleep well every day, and keeps his eyes open until dawn.And in the morning, when I am full of energy, I want to play sports anytime, anywhere, but when I touch it, a three-year-old child suddenly loses weight.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing, when will you change back?" Luo Yuhuan buried her face in Wu Ziyu's stomach sadly.

Wu Ziyu suppressed a smile: "It's good if you can't change back, isn't it? You like being a father so much."

"What a fart! If you come back unchanged, I'll strike now!" Luo Yuhuan's expression was very ferocious.

Wu Ziyu was stunned, rolled off the bed, and looked at Luo Yuhuan with an indescribable look: "So you're okay."

Hold?

The two ghosts were laughing and laughing, and the light yellow outside the courtyard knocked on the door.

"Baye, Immortal Yuyao asks to see you."

"Okay, tell him to wait." Luo Yuhuan stood up while talking, and picked up Wu Ziyu's clothes, "Hey, Xiao Jing, let me dress you."

Damn, why are you so abnormal all of a sudden?

Wu Ziyu struggled to be fitted by Luo Yuhuan in the little clothes specially made for three-year-old children in light yellow and green in the past few days, and then was carried to the front hall by the delighted Luo Yuhuan.

Seeing the strange combination of Luo Yuhuan and Wu Ziyu, Yu Yao raised his eyebrows: "Why haven't you recovered yet?"

"Most of the mana has recovered, but there is no sign of growing up." Wu Ziyu said dejectedly.

"Isn't this just a coincidence? I asked my friend to go to Tiangong to check the ancient books, and then I got this medicine, which probably works for you. Why don't you try it?" Yu Yao flipped his hands and turned a small box. Lying a pill the size of a thumb.

Luo Yuhuan took it over: "Thank you!"

Yu Yao smiled and said: "This time I came here not only to deliver medicine, but also to say goodbye to you. I'm going back to the Heavenly Palace."

It was only then that Luo Yuhuan noticed that Yu Yao's clothes were no longer pink gauze clothes, but changed back to the standard golden silk white shirts of the Tiangong royal family.

"Aren't you punished? How can you say it back?" Luo Yuhuan asked.

"Father punished me to let me figure it out before going back. Now that I figured it out, I'll go back naturally...Although I may not become a serious official, I still have to help those who should be helped." Immortal Yuyao, who is bohemian and debauched, is a little more free and easy in his personable demeanor.

"Then..." Luo Yuhuan hesitated to speak, Yu Yao guessed what he wanted to say.

"He, if there is a fate, it doesn't matter how long it takes? If there is no fate, he will forcefully hurt others and himself." Yu Yao said, and Luo Yuhuan and Wu Ziyu saluted each other, and walked away.

With Yu Yao gone, Luo Yuhuan lost a friend who could drink and talk.But he also understands that Yuyao will return to the heaven after all, as the saying goes, immortals and ghosts are separated.I just feel sad.

That night, Luo Yuhuan was having a drink in the courtyard, surrounded by a familiar aura in a trance.

"Xiaojing... are you back?"

The long hair has been hanging from the back to the chest, and a head rests lightly on the shoulder.

"It's hard to get used to the body of a three-year-old child, but now I'm not used to it anymore." Wu Ziyu's tone was unprecedentedly coquettish, which was enough to make Luo Yuhuan's alcohol evaporate instantly.

"Why don't I help you get used to it?"

"what?"

Luo Yuhuan chuckled, and in a blink of an eye, the two ghosts were already on the bed.

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The author has something to say: it's over, it's over, it's over, hahahaha.

I will revise the full text again when I find time.

The new brain hole is already being perfected, looking forward to the next meeting, darlings!