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448. Home without afterlife (5321 words)(1/2)

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Xia Ji sat at the wooden table, and the little fox girl hugged him from the side.

His cheeks were pressed against Ningning's lower abdomen, and there were cold muffins and tea on the table, but it was warm here, and Xia Ji felt this strange tranquility.

It is obviously the most charming demon in this universe, but he has no desire. He has only the warmth that can touch people's hearts in the middle of the night, but after the nightmare, people feel that it will clear during the day.

"Xiao Ji, let's leave Manman to me."

"How do you hand it over to you?"

"You have been reincarnated in other races for a long time, and have you forgotten the saint of the great saint of the demon race?" Tu Shan Ningning chuckled, then his eyes fell on the small thigh of white fox tail hair, "I will go to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Platform to find Manman's reincarnation."

As soon as she reminded her, the memories in Xia Ji's mind became clear.

It is indeed the case that immortals and Buddhas become emperors, and they need to break the six paths of disasters, while demons become great saints, so they need to go to the Reincarnation Platform to find their own life and death, and then cross out their name from above.

From beginning to end, the existence of demons seems to be lower than that of immortals and Buddhas, so the world will not cause disasters, nor will it help you break through. Everything needs to be done by yourself.

Tushan Ningning said: "Go and resurrect the peacocks and monkeys, they are your right-hand men. Manman can't get involved in such a battle."

As she said that, she raised her hand and sucked the tuft of white fox tail hair into her sleeve and hid it.

Ning Ning noticed that her waist was still being hugged and said strangely: "Hey? Why haven't you moved yet?"

"I'm tired, just hold it for a while."

Xia Ji lazily hugged the little fox lady's waist, rubbing her lower abdomen like a child.

"Itchy."

Xia Ji smiled.

He closed his eyes.

It's great, she was once but she lost her. He was reincarnated for ten thousand years. He finally became the supreme ruthless, sat under the Hunyuan tree to enjoy eternal loneliness, and practiced eternal plans to check and balance the saints. She finally carried the battle flag in the battle between immortals and demons, breaking and breaking, breaking and breaking, until the end of the ages. Fortunately, he found her again, and now she is by her side, so don't lose her again.

Tushan Ningning asked in a sensible manner: "What are you thinking?"

Xia Ji was silent for a while, "I was thinking that the muffins were cold, and your hard work was in vain."

Ning Ning said: "That's because I'm stupid and don't know how to cook much food. After all, it's all for me to eat after others have prepared it. I still remember this muffin, and it was also what you taught me in the past, so I remember it."

Xia Ji coughed twice awkwardly.

A little forgotten

Ning Ning continued: "I don't want to do anything by myself. I don't want to get up when I lie on the bed, I don't want to move anymore when I soak in the hot spring, and I don't want to lift a finger. But I heard many monsters say that I have to grab a ball of flour, knead and beat hard to make the muffins, so it's not easy in any case. So when you were a child, when I made dinner, I would be very angry if you and Bai Pu didn't come back to have a meal."

Xia Ji thought that his sister in a flower apron was standing in front of the door, in the rosy sunset, and shouting "Xiao Ji, Bai Pu, come back for dinner quickly." His voice became more and more angry, but he didn't expect that it was the reason.

Ning Ning let go of her hand and muttered: "That girl also knows that you are awake and have made a big meal."

Xia Ji: "Together."

Ningning sniffed it, it smelled quite fragrant, "Then let's go together."

Bai Taohua's attack methods are indescribable, but her skills are really not at all picky. Even the national chef of the imperial chef is far inferior to her.

Her diligence has been engraved into the bone marrow, and even cooking skills have been integrated to the extreme.

There are long sticks made of tropical fresh wood branches on the beach, and each stick is poked with a deep-sea fat fish. These fish are not simply roasted, and they are filled with strange spices.

In addition, because of the power of the white peach blossom, she could use it to immerse the fish in the illusion. After quickly removing the internal organs, finishing the steps of scraping the fish scales and stuffing them in spices, the fish thought she was alive. It was not until it was really roasted that the fish would suddenly realize that it was dead. Then, the fish was obviously golden and mouth-watering, but the fish was tender and smooth like a sashimi.

With strength, you can do whatever you want and do not follow the basic law of barbecue.

Ningning eats very deliciously.

Heiyue also came to eat.

Bai Taohua sat beside Xia Ji, handed him a grilled fish, and tried her best to smile. However, she felt a little sad, but she couldn't do anything.

Dapeng transformed into white clothes, sitting upright in the attic, swallowing the moonlight under the skylight, a demon pill was suspended one foot above his head, like a star spinning. Every time he turned, it would be wrapped in a little brightness, and the patterns on the demon pill became clearer.

The white peach blossom leaned a little towards Xia Ji and said a little uncomfortable: "Master, thank you for your hard work, it's a pity that I can't share the burden for you."

Xia Ji looked at Bai Taohua, and his emotions were still very complicated.

She should belong to the world and the world, but she relied on chasing herself and entered a big world that was far beyond the world of the world by chasing herself. She was a crazier forged with her passion. She was a fairy, Buddha, demon, and saint.

Everyone on this island has a previous life, a previous life, and even promotes the progress of the universe, creates history, and can find more or less a shadow in the mythological book, except for her

She is nothing, and she has no afterlife.

She is responsible for a clan and playing against the saints of the heavens, but she is the only one.

However, I could not give her any promises.

"What's wrong? Master, isn't the grilled fish delicious?" Bai Taohua was stunned when she saw Xia Ji, and was a little nervous. Her almond eyes widened and looked at the man beside her.

Xia Ji came to his senses and hurriedly started eating grilled fish, and said gently while eating: "It's delicious."

Tu Shan Ningning, who was sitting on the white blanket with her legs, glanced at the two of them. For some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she remained silent and continued to eat grilled fish.

Bai Taohua suddenly said, "Sister, does the grilled fish taste even more delicious?"

Tushan Ningning thought about it and hummed: "Overall."

Heiyue looked confused. Why would this mysterious woman call her sister?

Bai Taohua said: "That little girl will definitely do better next time until her sister is satisfied."

Tushan Ningning suddenly shouted at Xia Ji: "Hey, my tail is sour."

Xia Ji was about to get up, but Bai Taohua had already stood up, "I'll help my sister rub it, it's also considered Yanran's filial piety to you."

She specifically read "sister" and "filial piety" more seriously.

However, she was about to touch the fiery red tail, but her tail was swung to the other side. Tu Shan Ningning no longer made excuses and waved to Xia Ji: "Come here."

Xia Ji sat beside her.

So, Ningning is on the left and white peach blossoms are on the right.

As soon as he sighed that the two of them were getting along well, he suddenly felt a strange murderous aura. Then Ningning and Yanran began to approach themselves. Ningning grabbed his right arm. Yanran's eyes were quick and fast, and he grabbed his left arm like lightning. Then he leaned his head on his shoulders, and his black hair fell down, falling on his shoulders.

Xia Ji was pressed in the middle. Suddenly, his mind moved. When his right pupil turned, he saw two blue-clothed immortals stomped on the flying swords and swept through the sky under the moonlight. He suddenly calmed down and swept it carefully, but saw many immortals chasing here from all directions.

"The immortals are chasing me, they should be able to detect the demonic energy."

Heiyue couldn't stand the atmosphere, so she hurriedly stood up and said, "Where is the direction? I'll stop them." She didn't notice it yet, but she had inexplicable confidence in this man, but she didn't like the closeness between the Empress and him.

Xia Ji closed his eyes and instantly built a model diagram in his mind. He knew the distance between the target and himself and the speed close to him. He asked how he should move to make the other party reach his maximum time interval. After a little calculation, Xia Ji had already obtained the optimal solution. He said to Heiyue: "Can you manipulate this island?"

Black Moon: "Yes."

"Going eastward at 37 degrees 37 degrees, moving forward at one hundred and twenty-six percent of the current speed."

The black moon was confused, what was the angle of 37 degrees, what was the 126%?

Xia Ji was speechless and could only grab the branches and quickly spread it on the sand. Ningning and Taohua followed her to watch.

Heiyue looked full of question marks, and finally when Xia Ji pointed in one direction, Heiyue suddenly realized: "Just say you go there, wouldn't it be better if you speed faster?"

Then she hurriedly ran away and went to manipulate the giant tortoise.

Ning Ning leaned over and whispered in Xia Ji's ear: "This is also knowledge from outside the domain, right?"

Taohua also leaned over and asked, "Master, do you want to drink seafood soup?"

Both of them looked like they were whispering.

Xia Ji's right hand is the most charming magic movement, but his left hand is a stunning beauty in the world. He was once the top 1 in the Hundred Flowers List, one was his sister and the other was his own shadow. He felt a little happy in his heart, so he leaned back and looked at the starry sky, and also took a rest. After the rest, he needed to resurrect the monkey and the peacock.

Ningning sat beside him, and for some reason, her cheeks were a little burning.

The sudden cold night wind made her calmer a little calmer. She began to blame herself for her appearance just now. After all, in this life, she was Xia Ji's sister, and even the sister who brought him up since childhood. The two of them also agreed to this relationship. If it suddenly changed, it would be very strange and it would be strange to get along with each other.

What's more, now we should put the great cause of the demon clan first, how can we make Xia Ji obsessed with his children's love?

In the past, she didn't want Xia Ji to bear the burden of the demon clan, so she tried every means to hope that he would get married and have children, trying to turn those into shackles of happiness, lock him up, and pull his destiny away from his original trajectory. But now that he has come and undertaken, he naturally cannot be as good as before.

Late at night, Xia Ji returned to the attic.

The sight distance of the right pupil was very far away, and the acceleration of the giant tortoise, the immortal failed to catch up for a while.

He took out the monkey's twigs of hair and was about to open the demon emperor's left pupil. Suddenly, a strange feeling arose in his heart. It seemed that the white peach blossom was calling him from a very far away, with a faint and ethereal voice.

Xia Ji quickly identified the source of the sound, that was

In a dream.

He paused the time of blessing, his spiritual sense spread and found that the white peach blossom was sleeping on the bed, the white tent was swaying, and it seemed like a corpse inside.

He smiled secretly in his heart. Is Yanran flirting with herself? What a naughty girl.

But he still has some serious things to do, so he doesn't want to pay attention to her.

The moonlight is covered by a black veil, and there is no wind and three feet of waves on the sea, let alone the deep sea far away from the human world and the monk world.

Suddenly, the cool breeze became stronger. In midsummer, the climate was impermanent and storms were common. Looking down from a high point, a whirlpool of airflow happened to hit here from a distance. The ocean current was carried back and forth, but the giant turtle was still moving forward steadily, just because the "black dragon" finally played the role of water control.

The huge waves surged, the height was hundreds of feet high, the bright moon completely disappeared, the sky on the sea was like a thick red demon hand, the raindrops shot down, and an invisible layer of the giant tortoise, the black dragon twisted its head, as if it was casting a magic trick.
To be continued...
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