4 Beautiful misunderstanding angered her, and the sisters reunited and rejoiced with her

The silk is fragrant, lingering around the incense bed. The beauty on the bed opened her eyes slightly and looked forward to it. In her sleep, she seemed to hear Lord Fusheng say goodbye to her, "How can this be that I worry too much? How can Fusheng leave me alone?" Xiaowei drove this unrealistic thing out of his mind with a delicate smile.

"Is the girl awake?" A servant-like maid came in.

"Well, where is Lord Fusheng?" Xiaowei said generously, and he was not at all uncomfortable in a strange environment, just like his own home.

"Girls don't know yet, do they? Did your excellency leave the day before yesterday?

"What?" Xiaowei didn't seem to believe what he heard.

"Yes, girl. The girl was still in a coma before the adult left.

"So, did he ever leave a message for me?"

"I don't know this maidservant."

"What about your master?"

"I will tell my master about the girl's wake-up, and he will be very happy." The little maid ran out happily.

Only the only person left in the room. She looked around the big room for a week, with a trace of fear in her eyes. I don't know why she knew that the adult was not here, and her heart seemed to be hollowed out. She became timid and scared. She remembered that she was abandoned by all the people she loved and was accompanied by her own shadow in the dark.

"Mother, you don't want it, don't leave, don't leave Xiaowei." Xiaowei seemed to be deeply immersed in her own hallucinations. Even outsiders who had come around her did not know it. When the little maid came with Yan Jun, she saw Xiaowei crying helplessly. The little maid was ready to wake up Xiaowei. Yan Jun stopped her and asked her to retreat first. Only Xiaowei and Yan Jun were left in the room. Xiaowei still didn't wake up and was still immersed in lonely pain.

Beautiful eyes are tearful and pitiful. I really like the way this woman cries. I want to hold her in my arms and protect her. Yan Jun thought to himself. He subconsciously wiped away the tears from his delicate face. He didn't know why he did this. He had always been uninterested in all love. What's going on today? Usually, so many fairies are interested in him, but he seems to be ruthless.

Xiaowei mistook Yan Jun for a floating adult in a trance. He wrapped his arms tightly around Yan Jun's neck, and this sudden action made his heart beat wildly. His face was red, and his evil face showed more warmth.

"Floating life, why do you want to abandon me? Are you afraid of even saying hello? You are like this, and so is your mother. Each of you said you loved me, but why did you abandon me? The soul in the hell is moved by the sadness of Xiaowei's crying.

"No, no one wants to abandon you. Even if everyone doesn't want you, I won't. Never." Yan Jun didn't believe that this came from his emotionless population, but he really said it, and silently regarded it as a man's promise to a woman in his heart.

Xiaowei cried and fell asleep quietly, but she still grabbed Yan Jun's hand and refused to let go. Yan Jun stayed with her all night like this. He slept on the edge of the bed with his left arm, and his right hand was held tightly by the Qianyu hand. This is a beautiful misunderstanding, but it immerses him in happiness.

I don't know how long Xiaowei woke up and felt a burst of warmth coming from her hand. I saw Yan Jun lying by her bedside again. For a moment, Liu Mei stood up and her apricot eyes were wide open. His face was crimson with anger, which was so intoxicating. Xiaowei stretched out his hand to grab Yan Jun's heart.

"Why did I do this to me when I saved you?" It was Yan Jun who was attached to the bedside, who spoke, and he could hear the sadness in the words. Yan Jun still closed his eyes and curled his long eyelashes. Even if he didn't open his eyes, he felt that this god was amazing, but he was not special in Xiaowei's heart, even if his face was unparalleled in the world. It's just a skin.

"If the god wants to exchange the life-saving grace for Xiaowei's gratitude, then the god is wrong, Xiaowei has no heart. I don't understand." Xiaowei said this charmingly, full of charm.

"Haha, I have no heart. What an incomprehensible." Yan Jun opened his eyes and stood up. Although his expression is deliberately covering up his sadness, he can still see that he is depressed. "You little demon, if you have a heart, it will be..."

"What kind of god would that be?" Xiaowei suddenly approached his right hand and gently slipped and stopped at Yan Jun's heart. The two of them are close to each other, but they are far away. The true feelings flowed from Yan Jun's eyes, but Xiaowei turned a blind eye and smiled in front of him. This smile will always be engraved in his heart. Xiaowei looked at the people beside him and looked away unhusingly. Her right hand was about to seize Yan Jun's heart, just like she wanted to take the floating heart back then.

"It seems that you really want my heart." The meaning of a pun. It made Xiaowei even more angry. Xiaowei was about to exert his strength when he suddenly heard that a little ghost outside the door came to report in a panic:

"King, there is a demon outside the hall making a scene in the Hall of the King of God."

"Rice bucket!" Yan Jun said angrily.

Xiao Wei put down his hand with a shallow smile and said softly, "It seems that the god is going to be busy. The hell can't even deal with a little demon."

"Humph!" How can the proud Yan Jun leave without being kind under this insult? He said that he was not annoyed by Xiaowei's words. He was annoyed that those subordinates were really useless ghosts.

It only took a quarter of an hour for Yan Jun to go out, and all the troubles were dealt with. The little demon who made trouble was injured and arrested by him. The whole hall was discussing this matter. The maid who specially took care of Xiaowei also chatted with Xiaowei. Xiaowei never cared about things that had nothing to do with her, but just didn't want to disturb her interest. As a wandering audience, she thought anxiously, "Fangsheng has been gone for a few days. I don't know if the ice snake has been resurrected. If it's all right, Why haven't you come yet? Is there something wrong with Fusheng?

Xiaowei will think about it in a hurry. In fact, it's only three days. The soul of the floating snake is in a hurry to return to the ice hell. He is afraid that the soul bead will fail. He also wants to go back to the hell to pick up Xiaowei after finishing the work earlier. When he rushed back to the ice hell, he found that there were a group of demons who did not follow the rules and undercurrents surged to rebel. As the god of hell, how can he tolerate these sinful demons to escape?

Then he used his divine power to suppress the restless demons. None of the demons dared to accept it in this suppression. They were all afraid of the divine power of adults. Although the adult has been scattered for ten thousand years of cultivation, after all, it is the ancient true god who can not be bullied by such a little demon.

After the calm reaction, Fusheng began to devote himself to saving the ice snake.

"Little girl? Girl?" The little maid is calling out Xiaowei.

"Oh?" Xiaowei woke up from this state of tism when she was called by her.

"The girl talked to me for a long time, but you didn't hear anything?" The little maid was a little unhappy.

Xiaowei just smiled and ignored her complaints.

"Miss Xiaowei, do you think that the little demon is infatuated? She will come to our hell every hundred years to make trouble, just to prevent her lover from drinking Meng Po soup and remember their feelings in the previous life when she was reincarnated."

"Really, he is an infatuated species. But what was their result? Xiaowei will respond very cooperatively, and I guess it is also this story that moved her.

"What else can be the result? How could my master let such a thing happen?" The little maid felt sorry for them.

"So they have to start again in every cycle? Sure enough, your master is a cruel man. The person who was about to push the door outside the door stopped. Am I like this in your mind? He stood outside the door for a long time and remained motionless, losing his former glory, and his figure seemed so lonely.

The people in the room did not notice that the little maid was still talking. That little sparrow demon is really brave and not afraid of my master for his lover, although..."

"Sparrow demon?" Xiaowei's voice fluctuated and was obviously excited. She seems to have vaguely guessed who the provocative little demon is?

"Yes, it's a colorful sparrow that has been cultivated into essence." When Xiaowei heard the little maid say the colorful sparrow, she knew that she had guessed that it was her sister. For a thousand years, she thought about how much she was. When she knew that she was in hell, not to mention how excited and heartbroken she was. For thousands of years, she has been alone in the world.

"Quick, come on, take me to see her." Xiaowei squeezed the little maid's hand and tried too hard because of excitement.

"Miss Xiaowei, let go, it hurts!" Xiao Weizhi was in a gaffe and quickly let go of his hand.

"Where is she imprisoned now? Have you ever been injured?"

"She was imprisoned in a cage in hell. I don't know if she was injured."

"What? You actually locked him in a cage in hell. Take me to see your master. Xiaowei's angry colorful sparrow is lonely. No one loves it. Is it bullying the colored sparrow like this? Then today she has to see who dares to touch the person she protects.

"Miss Xiaowei, do you know this demon?"

"Well, she is my sister." The people outside the door almost fell down when they heard this. Why did the person who didn't want to offend the most happened to be offended?

"No, I will send someone to pick up your sister for good treatment." Yan Jun pushed the door and entered.

"That little demon, thank you for your kindness." Xiaowei's face was still angry, and what he said was even more stiff and estranged. Yan Jun didn't dare to say anything and didn't dare to look directly into her eyes. The atmosphere was very awkward. He wanted to say something soft, but he couldn't say it, so he had to go down to arrange the Caique thing.

Yan Jun's efficiency is also very high. Soon he released the colored sparrow and arranged her in Xiaowei's house. Cai Que's injury was not very serious. Xiaowei was also slightly relieved. Looking at her still in a coma, a warm smile appeared on the corners of Xiaowei's mouth. Colored sparrow, you and I are demons that I can't see. It's all my sister's fault that taking you to experience the world will make you so sad. He stroked the colorful sparrow's hand pitifully, and a crystal teardrop fell on the green onion and white jade finger and splashed everywhere.

"Brother Pang? Brother Pang?" Cai Que kept shouting Pang Lang's name in a coma.

"Colored sparrow! Colorful sparrow!" Xiaowei whispered the name of the colorful sparrow.

The colored sparrow slowly opened his eyes, and Xiao Wei's anxious look reflected in her eyes. Sister? Sister! Is it really you? I'm not dreaming?"

"Colored sparrow, it's me!"

"Sister!" Cai Que hugged Xiaowei and cried painfully. She was as helpless as a child. She wanted to tell all the grievances to her sister.

In this thousand years, the colored sparrow can't go to the ice hell and can't find Xiao Wei. She has been with the reincarnation of Pang Lang in the world. Her only happiness and comfort are in the world, but she is not easy to pass the short hundred years of experience, and then there is no memory of her previous life. She has to keep looking for and working hard to make him again. Fall in love with yourself.

"Colored sparrow, this is all my sister's fault. My sister shouldn't let you experience the emotions of this world."

"No, sister, only in this way can I feel pain that I feel that I am really alive." Xiao Wei shook his head with tears in his eyes. They hugged each other, comforted each other and warmed each other's heart.

"Sister, tell me how you have spent your thousand years. Has Lord Fusheng recovered his divine body? Why is my sister here? Where is this place? Sister, how are you now?

"You asked me so much in one breath, and I don't know which one to answer. We are now in the Yan Luodian cabinet. This is Yan Jun's bedroom.

"Sister? Are you not with Fusheng? Why are you with Yan Jun? Why did you do this when you said that you should be dedicated? Are you worthy of the floating adult and good to you?" Cai Que is very angry. It is not surprising that Cai Que has always taken Xiao Wei as her role model. In her heart, the only one who is a goblin who is dedicated to love is desperate. At that time, Xiao Wei was willing to give up the opportunity of reincarnation in exchange for eternal life. At this time, how could anyone not be angry if they still lived in Yan Jun's bedroom like this?

"Colored finch, don't talk nonsense. You don't know the truth. In fact, it's like this. Xiaowei told Caique the story before and after.

At the beginning of the candlelight, the time passed slowly and then quietly.

"So my sister and Fusheng can really stay together for a long time." Caique said that at this time, his face was full of envy and joy, but then he was infinitely lonely. He thought of Pang Lang, but this emotion flashed by, and he was afraid of being sad for his sister who was worried about him. Even if she is so careful as Xiaowei, she finds her depression. A touch of sadness hung between the eyebrows.

"Sister, how's the poison on your body?" The sparrow cleverly turned the topic away.

"It's okay to have Yan Jun's blood for the time being."

"So, does that Yan Jun want to stay with you for a hundred years?"

Xiaowei shook his head helplessly,

"Sister, you don't have to worry too much. There is a solution to all difficulties." The sparrow comforted her.

"Hmm." Xiaowei looked at the sensible colored sparrow more and more distressed, and thought, "Colored sparrow, I can't see your life's pain. Although today's fruit can't be said to be planted by myself, it has nothing to do with me. My sister will help you."

"Don't talk about me, Caique, what are you going to do next?"

"Sister, what can I do? Now I can only admit that my skills are not as good as others. At worst, continue to look for it and then let Pang Lang's reincarnation fall in love with me. The colored sparrow didn't let Xiaowei worry and pretended to be easy to say. It's enough for her to bear too much suffering alone. Her sister has suffered for 2,000 years, and she deserves to be happy.

"Colored Sparrow, this is not the way. Next, I'll give it to my sister."

"Sister, what can you do?" When Xiaowei said this, Cai Que was still looking forward to it. She said that she didn't want it to be fake, but she didn't want to cause trouble to Xiaowei because of her. Xiaowei has enough troubles.

"Sister, you have your own way." Xiaowei smiled at her confidently.