Chapter 11 Wealth is like a floating cloud, a rare infatuation

"Hey hey, aren't you afraid that the person in front of you is actually occupied by the Death Demon Emperor? True or false, false true, difficult to distinguish... I think you haven't confirmed my true identity, so don't be so excited. Seeing that the front could not convince the ghost, Shan Yun turned to the side and said, "You should also hear Chunchun say that when he left the Sky City, he had lost his heart. How could he survive if he lost his heart?"

The ghost wrinkled his nose and seemed to be a little unhappy. He snorted at Shan Yun and said, "You still pretend. How long do you want to pretend? Touch your heart and see if it still loves me? People can deceive people, but hearts can't deceive people. Don't you know? You are the only one playing music in this world, which can make me feel deep love, and then I can't help dancing... The Demon Emperor can pretend to be yours, but he can't impersonate your music and the feelings in your music.

Shan Yun was stunned by the ghost. He touched his heart and found that it was indeed full of love for the women around him. At this time, he suddenly felt that he, who was originally a remnant soul, could see the current scenery, not only because he inherited Xuan's vitality, but also inherited the body of the night, and turned the soul of the night into the heart in his chest. Therefore, what he thinks is what he thinks, and what he loves is what he loves. He inherits the heart of the night, and naturally he will inherit his woman.

Because, as the ghost said, people can deceive people, but the heart cannot deceive people.

Suddenly, I felt that I had eight more women to take care of, and Shanyun felt that he was under great pressure. Of course, Shan Yun also felt that the emptiness and loneliness in life just now was also swept away, because eight beloved women are not eight huge wealth?

However, he secretly swore in his heart at this time that he would never let these beloved women suffer the pain of the past. Such pain, just one time in a woman's life is enough.

Shan Yun sighed lazily and nodded, "Okay, you won... I have asked my heart, and my heart is completely complete, and I really love you.

After saying that, he put away his armor on his body, showed his original appearance, picked up the ghost, sat sideways on his thigh, and his lips were imprinted on her red lips.

Lips!

Shanyun wiped the tears from the corners of the ghost's eyes and praised, "Sure enough, it's so charming. You are still the person who knows my heart best. It's too difficult for me to lie to you."

The ghost hugged his body tightly, and his nose smelled only belonged to him. His soft and boneless body drilled into Shanyun's arms, as if he wanted to turn himself into water and melt it. Closing her eyes, like a kitten, she put her ear to his chest and quietly listened to his heartbeat.

"Of course, because I'm your little cotton-padded jacket..." She kept this posture and said at the same time.

Shan Yun felt full of emotion. Although he knew that the beauty in his arms was just a data stream, just an npc, he still felt pure love.

He couldn't help but feel that love can transcend everything, the boundaries of the world, and even the gap of life.

Maybe because of this, even the old guy Cui Niu will experience the taste of love in this world!

"Small cotton-padded jacket?" Shan Yun touched the ghost in his arms and said badly, "Yes, I haven't seen you for only a month, and the cotton-padded jacket is a little smaller. Didn't you eat obediently and have lost weight like this?

The ghost's little pale face showed a little blush, and she smiled and said, "Is it big or small? Do you think it's accurate just by touching it?"

Sure enough, Shan Yun couldn't help **. On the frozen throne, he peeled the little cotton-padded jacket into a little lamb, unfolded the reincarnation hourglass, circled in the sea of love, turned around, turned around, turned to the wilderness, and turned to the wilderness.

The frozen throne turned into an ice jade bed. Ice jade**, the ghostly delicate jade pointed to draw a circle on the left chest of the mountain cloud, stretched out a kitten-like tongue and licked it, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Shan Yun knew that ghosts refer to the pain of losing heart at that time. He shook his head and said, "It's natural to exchange heart for heart. Love is a touch that exceeds the limit of life. There is only happiness and no pain."

The ghost's nose shrugged like a kitten and said sadly, "Actually, like Ginu, I'm also very jealous and pure. She got your heart so easily, and I have the same amount of love as her. When you were going to die alone, you didn't come to see me..."

Shan Yun knew in his heart that even if a woman with a broad heart is, there is jealousy and selfishness, and ghosts are naturally the same.

He pinched her nose and said, "It's said that I died alone. If I go to see you again, you will definitely follow me. How can I be relieved to die?"

"It's better to die than to cry to death every day..." The ghost stuck out his little tongue and said, "It's okay, you're not dead, otherwise I really don't know how I should live. You know, I survived with the idea of revenge for you. If I hadn't thought so, I'm afraid I would have wanted this life long ago and go to hell to find you.

The beauty is so affectionate that Shanyun feels that he should take on this emotion for the night.

"All right, all right... I won't die again. Good people don't live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years. I'm a bad person and will never die again. Shan Yun swore.

"That's... You, you have done too many good things, that's why you are so tired. If you make a happy Jiangyang Avenue, I will be with you. How handsome will it be that male and female thief together? The ghost complained softly, "Why do you think you help so many people? If you help others, others won't remember your kindness. It's like the Lonely City has been destroyed. People who benefit from the Lonely City still live a life. Where can I see them help the Lonely City even a little bit? Just like Confucianism in the Celestial Empire, the Lonely City helped them restore their country. When they trapped the Lonely City in the Sky City, they didn't even fart..."

Shan Yun knew that the ghost was telling the truth, but he knew that when he was helping others, he did not want others to repay at all, so there was no resentment in his heart. Therefore, in the end, he could only say as he is now: "I can't help it. I was born to be a pure and good person!"

Born to be a good person, naturally you can't do bad things!

A good person said all the reasons.

The ghost nodded, understood what Shan Yun meant, bit her ear and said, "There are too many bad people in the world. I also like a pure and good person like you... Good man, promise me one thing, okay?"

"I promise you everything except let me do bad things..." Shanyun Guan Erdao.

The ghost said softly on his ear.

"Hey hey... Aren't you just letting me do bad things? However, to be honest, I'm still very talented for this bad thing. After saying that, he turned over and pressed the ghost under him.

"I'm so tired... You'd better come..." Shanyun is lazy.

"Woo-woo... Don't stop... Damn it, I thought you died once and could change your personality. It turned out that you were still so lazy... I'm really impressed..."

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The charm of the ghost is that she can break through many limitations and have magical magic. For example, now, when she is too tired to move on Shanyun, when she sees Shanyun lighting a cigarette and spitting out a smoke circle skillfully, she immediately said, "Give me one..."

Although the smoke was just a box of a few silver coins, the ghost pulled out tens of thousands of crystal coins. Shanyun couldn't help praising the beauty in front of him.

"You, even smoking is so sexy!"

The ghost took a sip of smoke, then poured it into Shan Yun's mouth and said in a triumphant posture: "Of course, the close-fitting little cotton-padded jacket is not for nothing... By the way, now you tell me, how did you survive and how did you wear this armor?

Shanyun naturally explained to the ghost clearly, and everything was big and small, and there was no omission.

During this period, the ghost cried and laughed, and finally laughed so much that tears flowed out again, probably being amused by the death demon emperor of Shanyun**.

She held a cigarette in her mouth and stretched out her thumb and said, "Honey, you are so awesome... On this continent, only you can break the courage of the first god emperor and turn the death demon emperor into a pet turtle... Moreover, now I know why Lord Yan cried so sadly.

On the second day, the demons in the Nether City were dumbfounded again. Everyone admired their boss and wanted to look up and worship. Because, in only one night, the boss subdued the ghost and let her stick to herself like glue. Moreover, he could make the jealous Lord Yan bow down as usual and not noisy.

So, they came to a conclusion: the boss has been closed for thousands of years, and his power has greatly increased!

In the underworld, only dance clothes are unhappy. She really can't figure out why the ghost betrays the night and throws it into the arms of the death demon emperor. Is it asking the death demon emperor to avenge the night? However, even so, she felt that she couldn't understand.

Finally, after thinking about it, she couldn't help looking for the ghost. In front of Shan Yun, she counted the ghost and cried while talking.

This scene really gives the ghost a headache. Everyone is watching. She can't tell Wu Yi in public that the Death Demon Emperor in front of her is our dead husband?

Therefore, she can only look at Shan Yun with the eyes of asking for help!

Shan Yun touched his nose and glanced at his eyes. Other idle people ran out of smoke. There were only three people left in the big Death Hall.

Originally, Shan Yun, who thought that as long as he peeled off his waistcoat, he could recognize his ancestors, found that it was a little difficult to let a rigid dance dress admit that he was a general.

He said it at a good or another. In addition, the ghost danced and said that the dance clothes just didn't believe it.

Even if the night is the wooden general who follows the dance clothes, the dance girl is still suspicious, thinking that it may be the death demon emperor occupying the whole person of the night, and she has suffered the loss of the soul prohibition of the death demon emperor.

The ghost was helpless and made a grimace at the dance clothes: "It's okay if you don't believe it, just let me eat alone."

Shan Yun sighed quietly and could only use the last trick - the overlord bowed hard. Before the dance clothes could be prepared, he hugged the dance clothes and kissed crazily...

The dance clothes were about to suffocate. Finally, she said with tears in her eyes, "Okay... Well, I admit that you are the night... This feeling can't be wrong."

Shan Yun took her around her waist, dried her tears, and joked, "Yiyi, you are much more obedient than Meimei. You know how to cherish your body, your body is not thin, and your eyes are not swollen!"

The dance said sadly, "This is the body transformed by your blood. Naturally, I want to cherish it... I can only think that you are me, and I am you, so that I have the courage to live... Speaking of which, I'm much luckier than ghosts.