Chapter 1022 Your Highness

"Hey, what's wrong with this kid?" The other boss, Ka Suo, curled his slender fingers, and was about to poke the soft and tender face when Baili Shangxie turned around and avoided the movement.

Ka Suo pursed his lips and muttered, "You can't even touch it."

Baili Shangxie looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a lukewarm voice, "You are the god of death, and the qi in your body will not affect him well."

"Is that so?" Ca Suo frowned, why didn't he know there was such a saying.

Bing is obviously more reliable, closing the notepad in his hand, his voice has no warmth: "He is not yet enlightened and your physique is different, but your father's demonic nature is too strong, which has affected him. Put it in the coffin, if your father can come back, everything will be easy."

Baili Shangxie did not speak, nor did he refuse to deal with death as before.

For him now, nothing is more important than his younger brother.

Baili Shangxie bent his waist, put Helian Qingchen who was smaller than him into the softest coffin, and didn't leave, just looked at the little man beside him.

Helian Qingchen felt unwell, so he fed him with the prepared water, and patted the little man's head with his fingers, as if coaxing him.

Ka Suo shook his head in disbelief: "I really didn't expect this vicious brat to be a brother-in-law."

"He used to only know how to eat people, and all demons are like this." Bing's voice was very deep: "Especially demons after demonization, they often do many things that I regret without their own consciousness, not to mention he is A purebred demon, killing people is just a means of survival for him, demons are inherently cunning and selfish, don't you also like them?"

Ka Suo smiled: "I really don't like them, but compared to humans, demons are not the dirtiest, so if this matter can be solved perfectly, maybe we don't need to take action? I don't want to be with that man In sparring, you will only lose miserably in the end, and even Lord Hades didn’t win, right? But if it is Bing, it may last for a long time.”

"Don't speak in front of me with your cowherd accent." Bing pushed the glasses on the high bridge of his nose: "There will be no fights, everything has variables."

variable?

Ka Suo looked out the window, yes, that person should appear.

The gods of death were right.

At the bottom of the underworld, at the end of Manzhushahua, a man indeed came.

He is no longer dressed in the old days, wearing a white shirt and coffee-colored trousers, his whole body is as clean as the moon hanging high in the sky, warm and full of jade.

Behind him was a gloomy little man, holding a small gourd, with thick dark circles under his eyes. This action is very cute.

Baili Jiajue's silver-white long hair was stained with jet black ink, and it hit him wetly, allowing the river water to permeate the robe and mix with the blood on his chest, and remained motionless.

The man walked to Baili Jiajue's side, then paused, his eyes gliding across Helian Weiwei's face like water: "She is still the same as when she was in Tianmi Mountain, whenever she encounters something about you, her first reaction is to protect you .”

Baili Jiajue slowly raised his head, his voice was deep: "Jing Wushuang?"

"It's rare to see you in such a mess." Jing Wushuang was speaking to Baili Jiajue, but his eyes never moved away from Helian Weiwei. It was the tenderness that had been indulged for thousands of years: "In this case, she It’s not a waste of money, do you know why she took out the Buddha’s bones back then? Because she didn’t want to obey the orders of Buddha and Taoism to hunt you down.”

Baili Jiajue was shocked suddenly, his fingers clenched even tighter, as if he had lost all consciousness.

"Since I know her, she can only live on Tianmi Mountain. Unlike other people, she doesn't have her own palace. The huge Prajna Snow Field is where she practiced. When she was very young, she liked to eat Baozi, every time I would hold the bun and sit under me and eat it quietly, those people from Buddhism and Taoism would never play with her." Jing Wushuang turned his eyes back and put his gaze on Baili Jiajue's face: "However, she still always goes to that place, as if looking for someone."

"In the past, I always thought that I knew her earlier, but then I realized that the person she was looking for was you." Jing Wushuang knelt down and looked at Helian Weiwei: "She is always different from others. There are so many people entering Buddhahood in Tianmi Mountain, who doesn't want the golden lotus body protection, but she poured the fairy water that she worked so hard on on my body, if only I could meet her sooner, then she likes it now The person who will be the only one will be me. Many times in Tianmi Mountain, I always think this way, desperately wanting to transform into a human being, but I forget that this kind of thing has nothing to do with who met earlier, because that made her no longer lonely, The person full of various expressions is you."

Baili Jiajue paused wetly, as if his chest had been torn apart by something.

A lot of blood flowed out silently from inside.

He originally thought that when she told him to leave, it hurt the most.

However, it was only when he saw her standing motionless in front of him that he truly experienced what humans call pain.

It was as if one after another densely packed the entire chest.

With hatred, unwillingness, and unprecedented distress.

Jing Wushuang's eyes were deep, and his slender, white fingers were loosened. It was the feather of a phoenix: "Just salvaging the soul does not guarantee that she will wake up. She needs the Buddha's voice to gather her soul. I will return the time when she was on me." The fate planted, in the future, treat her well."

After the words fell, Jing Wushuang stood up.

He didn't look at the picture behind him.

The little man followed behind him in confusion, and looked at him with wide eyes: "Master, why don't you see her, you obviously want to see that adult for a long time."

"She doesn't need it anymore." Jing Wushuang stretched out his hand and rubbed the little man's head, his eyes were full of desolation: "This is very good, I don't want her to feel that she owes me."

The little man doesn't understand why the emotions are so complicated.

But the little man knew very well that if it wasn't for Helian Weiwei's effort, the master would never come back.

Now that the master has returned everything to that lord, it should be over.

How could it end.

The 10,000-step Buddha worship road, pious kowtow.

Not everyone can do it.

As a resentful baby, he would not understand what kind of existence Helian Weiwei was to Jing Wushuang.

Sometimes it's just because it's so important.

That's why she chose to quit silently and retreat to the position of a good friend, making her feel that she no longer owes her...

Message to readers: May 11, 2016 at 23:18, the second update, what?