Liu Yaoyao looked sideways at the figure on the vine throne, with a gentle light in her eyes and a gentle expression as wind.

Two clusters of hot flames ignited deep in the pupils.

Luo Han rubbed the swollen buttocks that were kicked. Looking at Liu Yaoyao's expression, he felt his scalp numb, and he felt chills. He lowered his head and muttered a few words: "Ghost Lord is good at everything, but it's hard to find a wife."

Qin Tieniu appeared with tears in his eyes, nodded with a deep sense of agreement, and sighed: "Brother Luo, the heroes have similar views, and I want to recite a poem for you."

"Brother Niu, you'd better kill me." Luo Hansheng had no desire.

After hearing the poem, the soldiers in Xicheng District all looked at Qin Tieniu in unison.

There is murderous intent in his eyes.

It was called Qin Tieniu, and he was on his back.

At this moment, the Qilin Heaven Emperor quietly came to Bu Hairou while it was not noticed, observed the surroundings, and asked sneakily: "Rou'er, is Ye Chuyue bullying you? You told your father that if you are wronged, your father will teach her a lesson."

Bu Hairou smiled slightly, and her almond eyes lit up.

She said: "Dad, Ye Chuyue, she is the best hero in this world. I am willing to follow her until the end of my life."

The Qilin Emperor staggered and almost fell down in a mess. He stared at Bu Hairou, whose temperament changed drastically, almost no longer knew his daughter.

Only then did he realize that Bu Hairou seemed to be completely different from before.

"Xiao Rou, are you okay?"

Qilin Emperor raised his hand to stroke Bu Hairou's forehead: "Are you sick? Could it be that you want to marry Ye Wuxie and think that he was crazy about losing his heart and preparing to marry his sister?"

"In the past, I wasted my time, wasting extravagantly, and I was in a high position, but I never reflected on myself. I thought I was superior to others, so I was proud of it. I deserved to die the most." Bu Hai said softly.

Qilin Heavenly Emperor: "???" Why did he feel that every word and sentence of his daughter are scolding him?

"Bang!"

Bu Hairou knelt down on one knee, and his hands were still injured and had not recovered and said, "Dad, my daughter's will has been determined. In this life, this life is for the family and country, and for the great righteousness, but not for selfish desires. In the future, I would like to practice asceticism and practice medicine without medicine. I would like to walk around the world with kindness and no regrets."

After saying that, he stood up neatly and quickly stepped beside Chu Yue, leaving behind a father who was messy in the wind and had not yet reacted.

He can't figure it out.

Bu Hairou's purpose in coming to the Forest of Hundred Ghosts was to defeat Ye Chuyue.

Why did he become Ye Chuyue's follower before he met?

Qilin Emperor racked his brains and couldn't figure it out.

have to!

He owed Emperor Ye Tian in his previous life.

His children were like bandits, and they deceived him with such a swagger.

"hiss--"

Si Lieyang pulled the knife wound on his arm and took a breath of cold air.

He looked at the direction of Bu Hairou leaving but stopped. He wanted to follow him, but he didn't dare to do so. He had to humble himself into the dust.

He has seen how strong love is in Bu Hairou's youth, like a mountain collapse, like a tsunami, and the deep love is unstoppable.

In front of Ye Wuxie, he, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, was nothing.

The battle between the Hundred Ghosts Forest has ended here.

There is no need to rebuild the home after the disaster. The demon tree deep underground has grown into thousands of tree roots, and intertwined and formed castles of different sizes.

The whole city can be seen blooming flowers everywhere, clean castle homes, waiting for the arrival of 200,000 ghosts.

Si Lieyang, who had always been with Bu Hairou, did not follow Bu Hairou anymore this time, but went to the corners of Night Moon City in shame, sat on the ground, took out elixirs from the storage bag to heal the wound.

He took out a roll of soft cloth and tried to wrap it around the wound.

Maybe it's because of being too discouraged, or maybe it's because of one hand that I can't wrap the soft cloth well.

Suddenly, his hands grabbed his soft cloth, reorganized it, and then continued to apply medicine for him.

Si Lieyang's heart suffocated. When he raised his head, the woman's hanging black hair brushed across his eyebrows, eyes and cheeks, and the itchy touch felt like electric current was transmitted to his heart.

From this: Heartbeat!

Si Lieyang bit his lips tightly and stared at Bu Hairou, who was concentrating on bandaging his wounds. His eyes turned red, he swallowed, turned his head, and asked in a pretended indifferently: "Young Master Xie is here."

"Know."

"He is Ye Wuxie."

"Know."

"You won't go to him?"

"Why go?"

Bu Hairou asked back, looking at Si Lieyang with a faint confusion and confusion arose in her eyes.

Si Lieyang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he found that his mind was blank.

The mood is extremely complicated, with surprises and fears.

"Xiao Rou, you..."

Finally, Si Lieyang mustered up the courage to speak.

"Si Lieyang."

Bu Hairou interrupted him, and while wrapping him up with soft cloth, he said: "No medicine, he is ascetic, I want to go to every corner of the world to save those who are hopeless and suffering at the bottom. I don't know when I will come back again, maybe one year, two years, ten years... or maybe I will never come back again. I want to do something meaningful in my life. On the day I die, I will think back on my life and there will be no regrets."

"I know what you want to say."

"I am not what I want now."

"When I see Ye Wuxie goodbye, I just sigh at the change in my own mentality, and there will be no other changes."

"Si Lieyang, be your son of the Emperor of Heaven and will enjoy endless glory and wealth."

"I'm sorry, I've chosen a path not good for Volkswagen, but I won't change my mind."

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so don't be sad and sad. You have to laugh, do you know?"

“Bandsted.”

Bu Hairou bandaged his wound and smiled at him.

Si Lieyang sniffed, rolled the Adam's apple for a few seconds, and finally forced Bu Hairou to smile brightly.

"Does it look good?" Si Lieyang asked.

"Like a fool." Bu Hairou smiled.

...

The Ghost Lord Castle covers Xuannv Palace and is built in the central area of ​​the Night Moon City.

Chu Yue brought her family back to the castle.

Everyone gathered together to discuss the follow-up matters.

She said: "Catch Xiaobao, and you will be in a ghost again after the New Year."

"This is the first New Year in the Hundred Demon Forest after 90,000 years. We should celebrate with him and the others."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Ye Tian nodded: "It's good that way, I'll send someone to bring Xiaobao here."

"By the way..." Chu Yue said: "Buy some candy and buy more. Guisen's children like candy, and I want to fulfill my promise."

"Okay, Xiao Chu, your body..." Emperor Ye Tian asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, I'll be in seclusion for half a month, so I'll adjust my physical condition."

"We'll wait for you to celebrate the New Year."

“…”

“…”

Deep in the palace and castle, Chu Yue chose a quiet place to practice the demon roots.

Her body is consumed too much now, and when she is most tired, she is most suitable for practicing the magic path.

Although the original energy prevents the eighth-duan Wuzong from moving forward, if she finds a way to clear and balance the original energy in the future, her martial arts strength will only be stronger!

And this retreat lasted for half a month.

After leaving the seclusion, Xiaobao rode the Sky-Shocking Tiger and appeared in the Forest of Hundred Ghosts. He jumped into the air. He saw Chu Yue standing in a red dress in the palace and castle garden. He smiled and showed his cute little tiger teeth. He said aloud:

"Happy New Year, Mother!"


Chapter completed!