I get love from my beauty [Quick Transmigration]

The first thing Liu Yuan did when he returned to the underworld was to implement the punishment Wu Jue owed earlier.

The underworld was empty and there were not many errands, so Liu Yuan punished him to take the post of Meng Po and guard the Naihe Bridge for half a month.And Shuli made amends to Wu Jue for the Yaoyuelou incident, and took the initiative to find Wu Jue to accept his punishment, and the two were officially reconciled.

Po Meng has been cooking soup at Naihe Bridge for tens of millions of years. This is her first vacation since she started working.It was Shuli who was suffering, who stood guard and worked hard on the Naihe Bridge before the door of life opened.

Shuli held the spoon and sat on the bridge bitterly waiting for midnight to come. When she raised her eyes, she saw Lord Ghost King, who would never appear here.

The Lord Ghost King dressed in black walked up to the Naihe Bridge with his hands behind his back, walking calmly and without squinting, as if he really just happened to pass by.However, when he passed Shuli, his feet stopped, his eyes did not move, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"!" Shuli was startled, a little suspicious, "...Are you laughing, sir? Did you just laugh?"

The corners of Liu Yuan's mouth have been flattened, as if the smile just now was just dazzling, he denied: "No."

Shuli realized, "Wait, you were laughing at me just now?" He jumped off the bridge and asked incredulously, "Did you just laugh at me? You were just laughing at me, right?"

Liu Yuan still denied it unmoved: "No."

But Shuli didn't believe it, "You came here on purpose so far, just to laugh at me? Do you still have a heart, my lord? Who ordered this to be punished?—Wait a minute... did you do it on purpose?"

Liu Yuan didn't answer.

"You guessed that I would take the punishment for Wujue this time..." Shuli murmured, "So you purposely wait here to see my jokes?"

His expression at the moment was too unbelievable, with a thoroughness that seemed to be enlightened and a heartbroken unwillingness. All kinds of emotions were mixed on one face, successfully preventing Liu Yuan from suppressing the smile on his lips.

The corners of the young ghost king's vermilion lips were hooked, and even the ends of his eyelashes were stained with joy. If Bai Lian and Wu Jue, who hadn't seen him smile for more than 100 years, were present, they would definitely turn pale with shock.With such a relaxed expression that he had never seen before, he said slowly: "It's not stupid."

Shuli looked up at him slightly, and suddenly laughed, "My lord, you should smile more."

Liu Yuan paused.

The person in front of him no longer pointed at Tian Huadi to pretend to be sad, and said with a smile: "You are beautiful, and you look even better when you smile."

The smile on his face faded, Liu Yuan smiled lightly, "You smile all day long, but you don't see how happy you are."

Shuli was startled for a while, and then she frowned, "That's naturally different. When I see outsiders, I just smile, but when you are in front of me, I am very happy."

His expression is so serious, and there is a gleam in his eyes, as if Liu Yuan is the only one in the world, he holds the light in his eyes with care, and cherishes them extremely.

There was silence on the bridge of Naihe.

The soul envoys in the distance are leading the ghosts from afar, and the soul lamps are lit up one by one along the Wangchuan River, and the river surface has sparkling ripples under the moonlight and the soul lamps.

Liu Yuan suddenly turned around.

"grown ups."

He stopped, but didn't look back at Shuli.

Shuli pursed her lips, and her voice softened, "You didn't answer me last time in Jiang Yan's dream."

He was talking about the time in the peach blossom forest, when he fell from the swing into Liu Yuan's arms.He confessed to Liu Yuan that he liked him, but he didn't get any response.

Liu Yuan froze half of his body, and heard Shuli ask: "You... don't you have anything to say?"

He moved his lips, but still didn't make a sound, and was about to leave after a moment of silence.

Still unwilling to give up, Shuli said behind him: "I will always be here for half a month." She added, "Waiting for you here."

Liu Yuan quickened his pace, and there was a moment of confusion under his feet.

Shuli looked at the slender figure going away, and let out a soft breath.

【"very tired?"】

【"No."】Shuli shook her head and hesitated for a while, 【"It's just..."】He didn't finish his sentence, but Asa seemed to know it, didn't ask any more, just smiled and said: 【"What should I do?" Alive."] Shuli: 【"..."】

Shuli: 【"You're laughing at me too."】

Asa replied slowly: 【"It's not stupid."】

Shuli: 【"..."】

Shuli didn't expect that on the 14th day of No. [-], Liu Yuan hadn't come yet, but he waited for a hell nine-headed baby.

The last batch of ghosts left tonight, Shuli packed up the stall and planned to leave, but suddenly felt something was wrong.The air seemed to quiet down suddenly, even... the quietness was a little weird.

He frowned and turned his head, his eyes fixed.

The surface of the river in the middle of the Wangchuan River was rippling in circles.

This is not right.

But what is wrong?

【"Shuli, get out of here!"】Asa said urgently.

Yes, he didn't feel the wind at all.

Shuli didn't have time to think, and before Asa finished speaking, he suddenly jumped back. The next moment, eight giant water jets shot up into the sky in front of him, pouring his head and face over him.

"Cough cough, bah!" Shuli coughed up the water that choked into her throat, raised her head, and stayed where she was.

"Fuck..." Shuli's eyes widened, "What kind of ugly thing is this?"

The ugly thing in his mouth is comparable in size to a modern high-rise building. Nine snake heads are flying wildly. The whole body is pitch black. It has a bull body and a dragon tail, with barbs on its neck and wings on its back. It is hovering over the Wangchuan River at this moment, looking hideous Terrified, it covered all the moonlight.

This is... the nine-headed baby from hell?

Wu Jue once mentioned to him that there is only one hell nine-headed baby in the underworld at the bottom of the Wangchuan River.Every 300 years, the hell nine-headed baby will break the seal and rush out of the water, and then be repressed by the ghost king.

But the problem is that it has not been 300 years since the nine-headed baby from hell came out last time!

"Roar! The nine heads of the Nine-Headed Infant shook their heads, raised their heads to the sky and let out a shriek, and then eighteen eyes focused on Shuli.

Shuli: "..."

The Nine-Headed Babies of Hell are violent by nature, cruel and bloodthirsty, and have amazing destructive power, so every ghost king spares no effort to suppress them under the Wangchuan River.Now that it has regained its freedom, there is no one around, only Shuli is completely exposed in front of its eyes, so it has become a living target.

A pillar of fire slashed down in the air, and Shuli jumped up quickly to narrowly avoid it. Then she made a formula and shouted at the top of her voice: "Wu Jue Bailian, help me ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...

Fire pillars, water pillars, poisonous gas, blades, and lightning struck down one after another. Shuli dodged in a hurry, and a piece of his sleeve was burnt. Fortunately, Asa reminded him to cut off the burning cloth and throw it into the Wangchuan River. The firework still does not go out.

Less than half a month after coming out of Jiang Yan's dream, Shuli's aura has only recovered a little bit. At this time, any ghost can toss him enough, let alone this hell nine-headed baby.Soon Shuli began to be unable to do what she wanted, and her speed gradually slowed down. She was about to be struck by a purple thunderbolt, but she was suddenly picked up.

"Roar--"

In the deafening roar of the nine-headed baby in hell, Shuli asked loudly: "It's you! Where's Bai Lian?!"

"Bai Lian is out!" Wu Jue replied loudly, landing on the ground with Shuli in his arms, stretching out his arms, holding a long knife in his hand. "I'll stop it first, you send a message to Liu Yuan! Only the ghost king has the talisman of the hell's nine-headed baby!"

"be careful!"

Wu Jue's eyes sharpened, and he flew up to the sky, the long knife in his hand blazed sharply, becoming dozens of times bigger, the young man raised the knife with both hands, and slashed down brazenly.

"Hohohoho! Bihuihuang Cave, Nadu Fanhui burst into black blood, and the remaining eight heads of the hell nine-headed baby writhed in the air, roaring in pain.

Shuli didn't know if Liu Yuan was in the underworld at this time, and whether he could hear the message, so she hurriedly sent a message, and when she looked up, she saw Wu Jue was knocked away by the hell's nine-headed baby's long neck.

The slender boy spit out a mouthful of blood immediately, and before he could stand still, the body of the nine-headed infant in hell was already in front of him.Shuli's heart tightened, if Wu Jue took it hard this time, it would not be a joke, he flew over quickly, intending to delay Wu Jue.

Each head of the nine-headed baby in hell can spit out different things, only the last head has not moved, Shuli has no time to think too much, in line with the principle of picking the softest persimmons first, throw out a nightmare, It hit the snake head straight.

"No—" Wu Jue blurted out with his pupils shrinking.

A quarter of an hour ago.

Liu Yuan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the cold jade stone, his exposed skin was covered with bright red twisted runes, and the same runes as those on his face also appeared on the stone walls around him, flowing densely, forming a huge array Liu Yuan in the center of the formation seemed to be soaked in blood.

In the more than 170 years since he became the queen of ghosts, he spent most of his time in retreat.Now it is about to be completed.

After Dacheng.

After Dacheng...

He clearly should get rid of distracting thoughts, but that light and soft voice suddenly rang in his ears

"My lord, I regret it. I actually don't want to pretend that nothing happened. I like you and want to see you every moment."

Liu Yuan's mind was shocked, he frowned, and let out a muffled snort, a line of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

The blood-colored runes on his body disappeared completely in an instant, his straight back suddenly relaxed, and the slowly opened eyes seemed to be filled with thick fog.

He was stunned for a while.

Until I heard a faint sound from outside.

His residence is far away from Naihe Bridge, logically speaking he shouldn't think of it, but he subconsciously thinks of Shuli at Naihe Bridge.

Liuyuan was on the road when he received Shuli's summons, and saw Shuli rushing towards the hell nine-headed baby from a distance, just as Wu Jue stopped him, the figure with black hair and black clothes fell lightly from mid-air.

Liu Yuan's eyes turned red instantly, and he caught Shuli before Wu Jue.The young Ghost King's black hair fluttered and his face was icy cold. He formed a seal with one hand, and a seal made of golden light fell from the sky, firmly covering the nine-headed baby from hell.

"Roar!

The nine-headed baby from hell roared up to the sky unwillingly, but was unable to break free, shrinking in size little by little until it completely sank into the Wangchuan River.

Liu Yuan fell to the ground with Shuli in his arms, and staggered a bit before standing still.

The last time he saw Shuli, the man was still smiling softly in front of him, begging him for an answer softly, but at this moment he could only lean in his arms, with his eyes closed, unconscious.

His hands trembled slightly.

Wu Jue breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "He should be fine, he just got hit by his own nightmare technique."

"..." Liu Yuan paused, the corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and looked at Wu Jue.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Wu Jue frowned, "I didn't tell him that the nine-headed baby's last head technique was repeated? Who knew that this beast suddenly woke up?"

One of the techniques of the hell nine-headed baby is repetition, so Wujue always avoids that head when fighting it, but Shuli, who has not been working in the underworld for a long time, didn't know it, so she hit her head and was bounced back Nightmare.

Fortunately, what Shuli threw at that time was just a small nightmare technique that wanted to delay time, and at most made him fall into a coma. If what was chopped off was a big knife like Wujue, then Shuli might not be able to recover now.

Liu Yuan was silent for a moment, and left with Shuli in his arms. When passing by Wu Jue, he said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"???!

Wu Jue froze in place, and it took him a long time to realize that it was a thank you.

"At any rate, it can be regarded as saving me, so I don't bother to argue with you." The boy rubbed the bridge of his nose and muttered, turned his back and left.

The black-haired beauty was lying quietly on the bed, her two long black feather-like eyelashes were lightly closed, and the mole at the corner of her eye was dotted with a face as beautiful as a peach and plum. The beauty and radiance come.

This is the fourth day of Shuli's coma.

Liu Yuan bent his middle finger, tapped lightly on his knee, and suddenly said, "Why isn't he awake yet?"

Bai Lian leaned on the couch at the side, also quite confused, "If an ordinary person suffers from a nightmare technique, he will wake up after sleeping for a whole day and midnight, not to mention that this nightmare technique was originally created by him, so it's not like..."

Liu Yuan lowered his eyes and frowned slightly.

Bai Lian suddenly thought of something, "My lord, do you know why Shuli was demoted to the world?"

Seeing Liu Yuan's expression, she thought he didn't know, so she continued: "220 years ago, Shuli broke into the temple of the Red Emperor Zhu Rong, and chopped him off with a single sword. A few of them, Chidi, one of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, was cut clean by a sword, leaving only a remnant soul, which is still warmed in the mysterious spring for thirteen days, and I don’t know how many more days will pass. Whether Wannian can regain a sliver of sanity, this crime is not insignificant."

These are actually known to Liu Yuan.

After all, the first thing he did when he became the ghost king was to find out the whereabouts of Zhu Rong. After knowing that he was dead, he was stunned for a while, thinking, what a pity.

It's a pity that he didn't die by his own hands.

"As for why he killed the gods, no one knows the reason." Bai Lian said, "In the past 100 years, I have never heard him mention it."

Shuli on the bed made a sound, and the two hurriedly looked away, but found that Shuli was not awake.He frowned, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, his face was pale, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he looked in extreme pain.

Bai Lian was thoughtful, "The only reason he hasn't woken up is because he was trapped in a nightmare."

What kind of nightmare is it that can trap the fairy who is Simeng?

Liu Yuan was silent.

Bai Lian thought for a while, but he still comforted Liu Yuan and said, "My lord, you don't have to worry too much. Shuli doesn't have much spiritual power left, and this nightmare technique won't last long. He will wake up in a few days at most."

If it were in the past, Bai Lian would never have imagined that she would say such words to persuade Liu Yuan.

As the ghost king of the underworld, Liu Yuan didn't have much contact with her and Wu Jue, but it was enough for her to understand his temperament.Their Lord Ghost King is too indifferent. He is full of hostility and refuses people thousands of miles away, as if there is nothing in this world that he can put in his eyes and keep in his heart.

But at this moment when he looked down at Shuli, the gleam in his eyes was very real.

He cares about him.

He's worried about him.

Bai Lian really couldn't guess what happened between them in this short period of time that would cause such a change in Liu Yuan.

In her sleep, Shuli's eyebrows stretched out, as if she was taking a breath, but a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Liu Yuan moved his fingers, and remained silent, watching the tear drip into his temples lightly and neatly.

The author has something to say: The prototype of the nine-headed baby in hell is the nine-headed baby in "Huainanzi" who thinks there is a cute little baby and thinks it is not cruel enough (deep in thought