Cannon fodder beauty is reborn

"Junliu, Junliu?"

Ye Junliu was shocked, and the face of the person in front of him gradually became clear. He opened his arms involuntarily, and pulled Xie Lanshang tightly into his arms. He tried harder, lest he slack off. People will disappear.

"What's the matter?" Xie Lanshang instinctively struggled, but Ye Junliu hugged her even harder without reason.

Since then, he has been with Honglian, and he can enter and leave Honglian's residence, and when he is free, he can also follow Honglian to the [-]th floor of hell to watch the tortured ghosts.

The Nether Ghost Mansion, which was unfamiliar in the past, is now as familiar as my own home.

I remember when he was young, he went out for fun, but turned around and got lost by himself. While yelling Ye Yu's name, he ran around like a headless chicken, and slipped on his feet, seeing the loss. The center of gravity was about to fall into the Wangchuan River, and at the very moment, his shoulders tightened, and he was dragged to the bank by Hong Lian.

"Brother Yeyu..." He rushed forward, hugging the man's waist, crying and crying.

In exchange for the other party's mockery: "Little Bailong, Shangshen, you are actually a crying bag."

The group of ghosts said that Honglian was bloodthirsty, cruel and crazy, but in fact, Honglian had a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and she could tell right from wrong, otherwise she would not have become the Burning Soul Division in charge of punishment.

When he was young, Honglian taught him knowledge, and even accompanied him to the yard to play with mud in his free time.

It's just that Hong Lian's words sound good, but her craftsmanship is not very good. She pinched and pinched two extremely ugly clay figurines: "This is the story of Nuwa's creation of man."

He listened and watched, and found that the distance between the two clay figurines was a bit far, as if he and Honglian, who obviously ate and lived together, were always separated by a certain distance, which was the unshakable distance between gods and ghosts .

He suddenly had a thought, a thought that sounded absurd, very outrageous.

He has always been used to doing whatever he wants, born as a dragon, noble and incomparable, he will say whatever comes to his mind, even though the idea is absurd: "I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will never be separated."

The two clay figurines approached, and under his control, they were close to each other, inseparable.

After being knocked on the head, Hong Lian's lips curled into a smile: "You know a lot, little brat?"

When he was three or four years old, the master of the Dragon Palace said that the mortal world is the most mixed place, with all kinds of forms and five poisons in the world. If you want to grow or experience, going to the mortal world is the best choice.

Up to now, he has discovered that his master is also a frog in a well. He only knows that the red dust in the mortal world is rolling and charming, but he doesn't know that there is such a "demon mirror" in the ghost world.

In the world of ghosts, no matter what kind of dignitaries and dignitaries come here, they become a blank sheet of paper, all their sins and thoughts are clearly revealed, and what they did during their lifetime can be seen at a glance.

Here, he was fortunate enough to see many conspiracies and tricks, the ugly face of people's hearts, the five poisons of greed, hatred, ignorance, slowness and suspicion, and those who never repented, and eventually disappeared and never reborn.

It really complied with the words of the master, it is full of five poisons.

Compared with Honglian, is the poison on Honglian considered poisonous?

He is in charge of the punishment, obviously it is the antidote to purify the poison.

Chilian drank blood, Dingkun cleared his soul.

I heard from the ghosts that there is a delicious fruit on the path of reincarnation, but it is more dangerous to pick, because it grows in a special place, and if one is not careful, he will fall directly into the well of reincarnation.

You know, reincarnation is time-consuming, if you take a wrong step, your fate will change, and your future will be ruined.Not to mention that someone like Junliu with a flawed soul would become a fool when he returned to Yangjian.

Junliu, who is extremely confident in his skills, didn't bother to think about the consequences. He spent three hours picking six fruits and handed them to Honglian like a treasure.

Honglian only glanced at it, and said expressionlessly: "Don't eat."

He was naturally disappointed when he was rejected, but he was not discouraged: "Then what do you like to eat, I will get it."

Originally thought that Honglian would not care about her, unexpectedly he took the time to think about it, and said: "I like to drink blood, especially the blood of a little devil like you, it is tender and delicious, and I can drink three big bowls at a time!"

It's that simple! ?

The light in Junliu's eyes is shining brightly. He is a god, and his soul and blood are also of the highest quality. If a drop enters his stomach, the benefits to Honglian must be immeasurable.

So he raised the knife decisively, but in exchange for a new round of dissatisfaction from Honglian: "Are you stupid?"

How can this be stupid?

It's just bloodletting, it's not fatal.

"Anything is fine as long as it pleases you."

He said clumsily but sincerely, but forget about Soul Eater.

The blood tube is enough, but the soul is not enough.

If the soul is chewed, he will die completely, and he will no longer be able to accompany Honglian after death, so this will not work.

"Because, because I like you." With all his strength, he finally said the words that had been dusty in his heart for a long time.

But in exchange for a sneer from the other party.

"I'm serious, I like you, and I want to become a Taoist partner with you." He seemed to have exhausted all his courage.

Very good, he said it, even if he died in the next second, there would be no regrets.

But he won't die, he doesn't want to die, he wants to save his life, and be with Honglian Yeyu...

"I hate children the most."

live together...

Looking at Honglian's dismissive face, he was stunned.

I'm not young, almost 15 years old.

He tried to yell out like this, but...

But in front of Honglian, who is more than 1 years old, he is small, so small, so small.

He will never be able to catch up, and he will always be a little kid in the eyes of others.

He was hated, so naturally he wanted to stay away to avoid being an eyesore to others, but as he was walking, he suddenly felt angry.

Is it my fault that I look young and tender?

Blame the world.

Blame you for being born 1 years earlier, blame me for being born 1 years later, and blame the timing!

He thought aggressively, squatting in the ghostless corner and sulking.

Until he grew taller, and when he realized it, he seemed to be even taller than Honglian.

Ah!

Take a look, this is called thick accumulation, this is called catching up from behind!

He went back to look for Honglian, but he didn't expect Honglian to be strolling by the bank of the Wangchuan River, stationed there just like when he first saw her.

He asked when he was a child, and Ye Yu's answer was that he was bored and just slept here.

Now he knew without asking that Ye Yu was waiting for him.

This is not pretentious, he just can be sure.

Looking at the long-awaited Honglian from a distance, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

It turned out that after so many days and nights, Honglian also missed him.

"You said before that you don't like children, but now I'm grown up." He grabbed Honglian's wrist, and with his height and size advantages, he could completely control Honglian—of course, without using force.

No matter how powerful Shangshen came to the ghost world, his divine power was suppressed to the very last. In a fight, he was really no match for Honglian.

However, even though he will be swallowed by blood in the next second, he still has to speak out what is in his heart. This time, it is no longer a panic discussion, but a firm declaration: "I like you, and I want to marry you companion."

He knew what Guren was avoiding.

Gods and ghosts have different paths, they will not end well.

The Three Realms are independent and have heavenly rules, no matter how superb your cultivation is, you cannot easily cross the boundary.

When the time came, he had to return to the underworld, regain his godhead, and return to the God Realm that should belong to him.And once he goes back, he will no longer be able to see Honglian in the ghost world.

On the contrary, the red lotus is a poisonous flower from hell, and it has been associated with ghosts and ghosts for many years, not to mention the world of gods, and he can't even go to the human world.

One day and one place, yin and yang are separated, and different routes lead to different destinations.

"Is the patriarch in a daze?"

"You didn't admit that he was Junliu just now, why..."

"Hey, the old dragon's old eyes are dizzy, and he didn't look at it for the first time, but now he can see clearly that it is "Liu Guang". This is the ironclad proof!"

Xie Lanshang checked Ye Junliu's pulse, and looked down at the jade flute: "Is it called Liu Guang?"

The little old man smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Xie Lanshang took out the Qinghun Incense, and was hugged by Ye Junliu who came back to his senses before he lit it.

He was caught off guard, the incense fell to the ground, Ye Junliu hugged him too hard and crazily, as if he wanted to crush all his bones.

"Junliu?" He asked softly, without struggling, let Junliu hug him tighter and tighter.

"Different ways." Junliu laughed to himself, "We're back together."

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