I am fickle

"The wicked cannot escape."

Following the sound, it turned out that the eighth master had come.Shangxian Yunhuai steadied his steps while I walked over with a smile on my face.

Ba Ye cupped his hands towards us, "Wujiu has seen you all."

I touched the mourning stick in Ba Ye's hand with a smile, "Why is Ba Ye alone? Shouldn't you and Qi Ye be together in such things as seduction?"

Ba Ye's hands trembled, "Bian, he was locked up by Emperor Yan."

Shangxian Yunhuai also showed a hint of surprise in his eyes: "How could this be?"

Ba Ye sat down against the wall dejectedly, his eyes were a little wet, and his throat was dry and hoarse: "Bian, he was poisoned by that witch, I can't help him..."

Obviously Qie An is no longer in this world, and his soul has also dissipated, so why can't Qi Ye still not come out?I could not understand.

I only heard Ba Ye continue to say: "Since the death of the demon girl, Bi'an's seduction has always made mistakes, and the underworld has received many complaints against him. I have advised Bi'an, but Bi'an always sits alone in Naihe I was in a daze on the bridge and didn’t listen to anyone.”

I pondered for a moment, and replied: "I was moved with deep affection, it is indeed pitiful."

Unexpectedly, Ba Ye stared at me viciously, and said bitterly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's obvious that the witch cast a spell on Bi'an, and Bi'an was never like this before."

In the past, my heart was like a rock, so I didn't know pain and laughter, but after my heart beat, I realized that the wind, flowers, snow and moon have a unique style.

I was too lazy to argue with this black wood, so I yawned and said: "Ba Ye can think whatever he likes, I should go out with Shangxian Yunhuai."

Shangxian Yunhuai made a farewell gesture indifferently, and was about to turn around and grab the corner of my clothes, "Fan Wujiu hereby begs everyone, help me..."

I turned my head, tore off the corner of my clothes mercilessly, and smiled presumptuously: "Are you begging me? But if you beg me, I have to help you, huh?"

Seeing his wide-eyed eyes, I continued, "Well, what right do you have to beg me hahaha, Immortal Langyue, don't you think so?"

I'm notorious for my fickleness, if I help you for no reason, do you think I'm the savior?It's ridiculous...

Xianjun Langyue helped up Ba Ye who was sitting on the ground, picked up the mourning stick and handed it to him, "The matter of Qi Ye is indeed very difficult, Ba Ye should let nature take its course."

However, the eighth master was sure that Qi'an had poisoned the seventh master, and he grabbed Xianjun Langyue's sleeve excitedly: "Xianjun, I know you must have a way to save Bi'an."

In the eyes of the eighth master, the Langyue Xianjun at this time is undoubtedly a life-saving straw, but in my eyes, he is undoubtedly dying and dying.Xianjun Langyue was kind-hearted and couldn't stand his torment, so he asked softly, "Have you ever had Mengpo soup?"

Ba Ye nodded, and hurriedly replied: "I drank it, but it didn't improve, but it seemed to be in a trance."

Shangxian Yunhuai pulled me behind, "Qi Ye has not forgotten in his heart, that's why he is like this."

"Then how...then how...I can...how can I..." Ba Ye lowered his head and muttered to himself.

I can see that Fan Wujiu also has a deep brotherly love for Xie Bi'an, but I have seen this kind of drama too much, but I have become numb.

I snorted coldly: "What should I do? What does it have to do with us? I just need to ask you Lord Yan Di."

Shangxian Yunhuai turned his head, "Jiang Shengxian..."

I turned my head unconvinced, my own affairs were still unresolved and I wanted to be a good god, this is really kind.