188, League of Lovelores

Youci sat on the stone railing by the pool and sulked.

Today, I was really lucky to come home. It's just that Nuwa and the fox demon made a lot of noise in the hall. The appearance of their angry appearance was actually seen by Wu Zheng. The good image of hard work has been thrown into the flow of water. It makes people angry.

However, those groups can't afford to provoke. She is angry again, but she can only pat a shocking wood and hold them in hell? Not to mention the thing that can't be buckled at all, the fox demon almost didn't sink the whole Ertiecheng Mountain to the ground in the first month of its arrival. If a Nuwa is added, the whole hell will turn into ashes in the mushroom cloud.

However, that guy still laughs so much... So...

I couldn't think of a suitable word to describe it. Youci became more depressed and irritable. He broke a piece of his finger on the stone fence and threw it to the opposite side without looking at it.

"Hey!"

It hit people! Youci was so shocked that he quickly looked up at the opposite side, but saw that the person covering the hit forehead on the path opposite the pond was the young man who followed Nuwa Kuntong and seemed not to talk much.

Although this is my own garden, it is still wrong to hurt others. Youci had to say dryly, "Hey."

Huang Qi rubbed the lump beaten out by her and couldn't open one eye: "Ah?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

She apologized reluctantly. Fortunately, Huang Qi had always been very elegant and especially tolerant of girls, so she replied, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much."

King Guang of Qin was coaxing Nuwa, and Tang Xiaotang was giving Zhu Jinshun Mao. They were all busy. Only the two tragic people were untimely and came to the yard for a break.

Youci was angry. Huang Qi went back and walked around the garden. Seeing that her back had been lonely and had not moved, she felt a little sorry for each other. She took out her hand in her pocket, took out the sugar paper left over from Nuwa, folded a boat, and walked over and put it on the stone railing pillar that she had been cut off by her.

"Hey."

"Hmm?"

When he was about to turn around and leave, He said in a benevolent voice, "Can you sit here with me for a while?"

Huang Qi didn't say anything. She sat down on the stone fence at a distance from her. One faced the pond and the other facing the rockery, sitting quietly thinking about their own thoughts.

I don't know how long he sat, Youci seemed to feel better. He picked up the boat folded with tin foil, looked at his fingertips, and took the initiative to break the silence: "Kongtongyin came to pick up the fox demon, and the Empress Nuwa came to borrow the life and death book. How about you? What are you here for?"

"I don't do anything, just come with them." Huang Qi replied absent-mindedly.

Youci turned her head, stared at his side face for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are you a yin and yang master?"

Huang Qi nodded back: "How do you know?" Your soul is complete, and you should be born to see ghosts," Youci took her eyes back and didn't know where to go. "Since the disappearance of Emperor Fuxi, there has been few complete souls. It's really wasteful not to be an yin and yang master."

- The soul is not very complete, so it is always attracted by people who have the part of what they lack.

The gap in the soul attracts each other, which is the normal state of mortal love. Why does a person with a complete soul fall in love with another person? What is the lack of mutual attraction between God and God?

"Does he know you like him?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "What if he knows, what if he doesn't know? He is like that to everyone. No matter how good he is to him, he just smiles and says thank you. You are not good to him. When he needs his help, he still comes with his sleeves. What's the difference?"

Huang Qi looked back at her silently and spread her hand with a kind smile: "Don't say I didn't tell him. I told him hundreds of years ago that I like you. Can you only treat me well? Guess how he will answer me? He said that everyone is a colleague, and they have to do things together in the future. How can they favor each other? This kind of person...hum..."

Huang Qi replied, "He may not understand what you mean, so you didn't make it clear?"

"How clearly do I need to say? I don't think there is such a tendon in his head," Youci thought, and his anger came up again. "No matter how good I am to him and do anything for him, he only treats me as the same as others. He never gives me more than to others. If he has someone else in his heart and doesn't like me, I will admit it, but... I'm really angry. ."

"Sometimes it's ridiculous to think about myself. His kindness to me is exactly the same as his kindness to others. It's not worth a penny at all, but I just can't control myself from being cheap! Even if it's the same as others, I want it. He has given countless good things, but for me, it's the only one.

Youci tilted his body, leaned against the stone pillar, and sighed tiredly: "I'm sorry, I said a lot of boring things."

Huang Qi shook her head tolerantly and said gently, "It doesn't matter. If you can say it, you will feel better. It's better than holding it all the time. I can feel your mood."

Youci looked at him again: "You were also rejected by your pet?"

Huang Qi replied with a slight smile and pointed to the direction of the house: "That's right. Just like Qin Guangwang is the only person who treats you well, she is also the only one among so many girls I have seen who won't follow me. Others are afraid that I will be unhappy. Only she will point to my nose and scold me as an ordinary person. It should be similar to your situation.

Youci seemed to understand a little and comforted him, "You are still young, and you will meet the right people in the future. Unlike me, you have been around in hell all your life. What you see here and there are ghosts. One by one, you don't want to see me at a glance."

Huang Qihui was amused by the sentence "hurry to be reincarnated" and joked: "There is a saying between Yangjian that people who are in a hurry to be reincarnated will miss the beautiful scenery on the road. If you don't look carefully, you are their loss."

As soon as he heard this, his face burned, and his heart was as messy as a rabbit's nest, and he didn't know where to put his hands. In order to hide her at a loss, she quickly turned her head, clenched her sleeves nervously with her fingers, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Since her birth, she has been the wheel king of hell. Nine colleagues face ghosts every day. Strange people have seen her, and no one has ever cared about her beauty. No matter how beautiful she is, no one supports her. They all say that women are those who please themselves. She tried her best to count "rong", but she still can't find "one who pleases herself".

Youci stared at the turbulent water, and her reflection in the water was clearly visible. As she observed, she thought: Is he telling the truth? It is said that there are beautiful women everywhere in the sun. I don't know if I can rank in the middle? Wuzheng has never praised me. Is it because he has seen many beautiful female ghosts and thinks I have nothing to worry about? Those monsters who have practiced for thousands of years can turn into beautiful women. Although I haven't seen them with my own eyes, I don't think it's as good as them!

"It is said that there are countless beautiful women in Yangjian. I'm afraid that I'm just a little bit like me." Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel sad.

"How can it be!" Huang Qi immediately retorted, " Even you have to abandon yourself. There are no beautiful women in the world."

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them blushed. Youci was shy, and Huang Qihui was embarrassed - she said too much and she was not familiar with her. Saying such words can easily make people feel that they have bad intentions.

Although his words are a little exaggerated in it, it's not an exaggeration to say. His kind appearance is indeed excellent, not to the extent of being charming, but he is definitely beautiful, with bright eyes and teeth, upright and beautiful; his figure is also good, 34C is available, and his temperament is mature, with the dark red low-cut robe. There is a smell of a mature woman all over her body, and there is no pressure to kill the royal sister in seconds.

As a part-time model, Huang Qihui has seen a lot of beautiful women, but pretending to be mature and really mature are completely two realms. Compared with those young models who wear heavy makeup and beautiful women in their early 20s, every point of Youci's temperament that has precipitated for thousands of years is real, although the habit of grabbing things and throwing things when she is angry is exposed. The childish side of her heart...

"Cough, I mean... you don't need to feel inferior at all. You are very beautiful," Huang Qi replied carefully. "King Guang of Qin is a little ignorant, but you don't have to hang yourself from a tree. When you have time, go out more often. Maybe you will find someone better than him and willing to be only to be good to you."

Youci smiled and gently pinned a wisp of hair behind his ear: "Thank you, I will remember your words."

But this is easy to say. If you want to be with her, you have to live in hell all your life. Who else is willing to do it except the ten halls of hell?

The two people who were both disappointed in love chatted casually until the ghost came to invite her and said that Nuwa wanted to see her in private, so she had no choice but to get up and leave.

Nuwa's eyes were still red, and she sniffed and sat on the soft couch. King Qin Guang accompanied him with a smile. Seeing Youci coming, he said, "What do you have to say? Don't quarrel anymore, huh?"

"I have my own moderation. Go out."

Her cold tone surprised Qin Guangwang a little, but she didn't think deeply and still smiled: "Okay, you talk about it, I'll go back first."

The ghost sent the man out, and Youci sat down beside Nuwa. He took an orange from the fruit plate and peeled it and handed it to her: "Mother, have you calmed down? Eat an orange."

Nuwa took over the orange and didn't eat it. She pinched and squeezed it in her hand, and the juice flowed all over.

"It's useless for the Empress to be angry with me. There is no such person as Renmeng in the life and death book. Even if I have the intention to help you, I can't help." Seeing that she didn't eat, she had to nod to the maid beside her. The maid bowed down and took a box in a short time.

Smell the fragrance, and Nuwa's expression loosened a little. Youci put a box of peach cakes in front of her: "I originally planned to keep it for myself. Since I like it, I'll take it and eat it."

Nvwa pouted: "Little Youci..."

smiled kindly: "What can I do for you?"

Nuwa sucked her nose hard, picked up a piece of peach crisp and put it in her mouth. As she chewed it, she said, "I don't believe it's fake. It doesn't exist. Tell me honestly, is there any inside information in it? Are you hiding it from me?"

Youci sighed and said, "How can there be any inside story? No, there is no. The Empress might as well recall her memories carefully. Maybe he is not a living thing? I heard that there is a master in the Yangjian, who can make a fake puppet. Ordinary people can't distinguish it at all. The person the Empress is looking for may be just a puppet or a god. If so, there will naturally be no record in the book of life and death. Once she dies, it can't be recalled.

"No...he's real," Nuwa whispered, "He bit his four feet. The blood has been flowing for three days and nights, and his lips are white with pain. He also pretends to smile, talks with me, and makes me happy... How can it be fake?"