Chapter 1158 Snow Lake (3)

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Xuehu stretched out his hand and flicked a chestnut on her forehead, "Smelly girl, you are so excited about death, aren't you afraid that your boy surnamed Long will be jealous?"

"Hey, even if he's jealous, he's too far away. He's in the United States now, far away from me. What's more, I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about death, I just think he's handsome and cool."

Yang Zimei stuck out her tongue slyly and let out a smirk.

"He hasn't been with you all this time?"

Xuehu was a little surprised.

"Well, he and I seem destined to get together less and leave more. That's right, it's all my fate. Who calls me a physicist? Five disadvantages and three shortcomings."

Yang Zimei said sadly.

"What a silly girl!"

Xuehu said angrily, then stretched out his hand to stroke her hair dotingly, "I will not leave you in the future, unless the next millennium catastrophe comes."

Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart felt warm again.

Because she has lost too much, she tends to care about it.

She was afraid that the people she cared about would leave one by one, and in the end only she was left alone.

Xuehu promised that she would not leave her side, she was really happy.

She loves to rely on Snow Lake!

Of course, I prefer Xuehu to be relied on by her!

"Xuehu, could the god of death be your relatives or something?" Yang Zimei noticed that when Xuehu asked just now, he had a strange emotion.

"Don't know. Maybe my father."

Xuehu's eyes were a little surprised, "I heard that he became a god, but I didn't expect to become a god of death."

"Ahem...you...father? How can you be so young?"

Hearing what Xuehu said, Yang Zimei was so surprised that he almost choked on his own saliva.

In her guess, she thought it was Xuehu's brother.

Now he was upgraded to his father!

The word father, in everyone's imagination, is old.

But Death is so young and handsome!

It's a little hard to accept.

"Stupid girl, we are demons, we will never grow old, and my father naturally does not look old, but how old is it, maybe ten thousand years old, I don't know."

Xuehu said with a smile.

Long live?

Yang Zimei was sweating.

The world of demons is indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Human beings can live to a hundred years old, which is already a very long life.

In the world of demons, even the unformed little demons like Lianyi are almost a thousand years old.

"It's a joy to be a demon!"

Yang Zimei couldn't help sighing.

"Stupid! Being a human has the troubles of being a human, and being a demon also has the troubles of being a demon. So what if we can live for tens of thousands of years? Even if we never grow old, so what? In addition to endless loneliness, we also have to suffer from heaven and earth every once in a while." Calamity, it doesn’t make much sense when you think about it, it’s better to be a human being, live for decades, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, and live a real life.”

Xuehu rolled her eyes.

"maybe!"

Yang Zimei pursed his lips and smiled, and suddenly thought of Xiao Qianlianyi and the others, so he grabbed Xuehu's arm, "Xuehu, tell me the truth, did you hide Xiao Qianlianyi and the others?"

"I didn't hide!"

Xuehu pulled her to stand up, "Let's go, I'll take you to find them."

"Very good!"

Yang Zimei was ecstatic.

Snow Lake has been found, and Xiaoqian Lianyi, Huo Wenhua and the others are fine, so everything will be fine!

I don't know if Lianyi will be very happy to see the same kind as Xuehu, and they have a common language?

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