Five hundred and seventieth chapters, voluntary gifts
Empress Pingxin said gently: "Nuwa forced herself to ask for it, of course I will not be the same as her."
Bai Jin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly flattered him: "Empress, merciful! The Empress is the kindest existence in the three realms in the hearts of the disciples, and the eternal goddess in the hearts of the disciples. The glory of the Empress shines on the three realms."
"So are you willing to offer it to me on your own initiative?" Empress Pingxin smiled and looked at Bai Jin gently.
Ga~ Bai Jin was stunned and looked at Empress Pingxin in a daze.
"Bai Jin, what are you looking at?"
Bai Jin suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously said, "I think the Empress is so beautiful."
Empress Pingxin stretched out her hand and flicked Bai Jin's head, laughed and said, "Smooth talk! Tell me quickly, are you willing?"
Bai Jin tried hard to squeeze out a bright smile and said, "Of course I am willing! This is the supreme honor of my disciple."
Empress Pingxin smiled and said, "But you gave it to me voluntarily, but I didn't force it!"
"What the Empress said is that it is indeed the disciples' voluntary, and the voluntary from the bottom of their hearts."
Empress Pingxin said with satisfaction: "Yes! Go back and make it!"
Bai Jin stood up and bowed and said, "Disciple, say goodbye!" He stood up and walked out, walked out of the hall, and walked into a black hole and disappeared.
The six balls in the hand of Empress Pingxin threw them away, laughed and threw them out directly. The six balls were directly transformed into the underworld.
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Before the bird's nest in the heavenly court, Bai Jin's figure suddenly rose from the ground and stood in front of the hall where birds were singing and flowers, and felt helpless. I am the dignified Emperor of Heaven. When did I become a tailor? But that was the empress, what could I do about it!
Bai Jin sighed in his heart and continued to walk towards the recliner. Even if the Empress has a task, she will have to wait until I wake up.
Bai Jin was just lying on the recliner, and suddenly another colorful vortex appeared under her body. She suddenly opened her eyes and fell into the vortex and disappeared in amazement, leaving only a long scream echoing around the bird's nest.
In the Chaos Inner Wa Emperor Sky, Nuwa Niangniang was sitting leisurely in the pavilion, holding a pure bamboo fishing rod in her hand, fishing for Chaos, with a black whip placed next to it.
A vortex suddenly formed above the pond, and then a figure fell from the vortex, slamming into the pond, splashing out a lot of water, and big fish flew out of the lake.
Bai Jin rushed out of the pond and turned into the air. The water droplets scattered like rain curtains, all falling into the pond.
Bai Jinfei fell into the pavilion, bowed with fists and said respectfully: "Disciple pays homage to the Empress, wishing the Empress good fortune, longevity, and peace, and the holy path is clear."
Nuwa nodded and said, "Get up!"
Bai Jin stood up, his eyes lit up, and he said sincerely: "Empress, you have changed!"
"Oh! You tell me where has it changed?"
"Empress, you have become domineering! In this situation, I want to write a poem for you specifically."
“It was written for me specifically?”
"Yes, I will only write poems for you, the Empress."
Nuwa smiled and said, "Read it to me, I'm curious about what poem you wrote."
Bai Jin took two steps seriously, stopped and shook his head and said, "Word of the Holy Mother in Chaos, and once stood the pillar of heaven and earth with one hand.
The yin and yang of heaven and earth are divided into two parts, and the five saints are Yang and I am the only yin."
Bai Jin smiled and asked for credit and said, "Empress, how about my poem?"
Nuwa said with a smile, "It's just a rumor, it's not a poem."
"Empress, have you not felt the rich emotions contained in my poem?
My master once said that the beautiful poems and sentences in the world are just whining without any illness, and rich emotions are truly good poems.
This poem by disciple contains the disciple’s infinite respect for the Empress. How come it is not a good poem?”
Nuwa glanced at Bai Jin and said helplessly: "If you say it is a poem, just think it is right! But don't spread it, I can't afford to lose this person."
"No, absolutely not. This is a poem I gave to the Empress. I will not tell anyone except the Empress."
Nuwa put down the boom in her hand, looked at Bai Jin and said, "I heard that you can refine a bag."
He looked at Bai Jin with a hint of bad intentions and continued, "You also gave the 'one thousand pieces' to Empress Pingxin. It's so generous! Are you in a good relationship with Pingxin?"
A feeling of something bad arose in Bai Jin's heart, and I agreed to a thousand pieces of Empress Pingxin. Nuwa immediately knew that they were not communicating information, right? But it doesn't look very similar from Empress Pingxin!
Bai Jin's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately ran over, sat down on the ground, hugged Nuwa's calves, and cried and shouted: "Empress, my disciples are living a hard life!"
Nuwa was stunned. She had thought about Bai Jin making excuses and also thought about Bai Jin kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, but what was the operation that was so painful about this?
Nuwa's heart aroused curiosity and asked, "What's going on? Tell me if you have any grievances."
Bai Jin sobbed and said, "I think my disciple is the dignified Emperor of Heaven and one of the three generations of disciples of Xuanmen. Because my disciples did not know when they offended Empress Pingxin, Empress Pingxin actually punished me to weave a bag for her. I also had to knit her own hands and not to pretend to be above others.
Empress, don’t you say that Empress Pingxin is bullying her disciples? It’s a thousand pieces! The disciples are so tired every day. This emperor is so frustrated.”
Nuwa snorted coldly and said, "What a calm Empress, I really have gained insight. Where can I get a gift?"
"Who said no!" Bai Jin sat on the ground next to him, pinching his legs for Nuwa while telling his miserable situation.
Nuwa and Niangniang were beside her, condemning the exploiting Queen Pingxin, who was famous in the underworld. The two of them had a happy time.
Bai Jin said sadly: "In the end, under the threat of Empress Pingxin, the disciples worked so hard that they made her a thousand bags."
Nuwa snorted coldly and said, "Next time if she asks you for gifts, you come and tell me that I will argue with her."
"Thank you, Empress!" Bai Jin thanked him gratefully.
Nuwa's expression moved slightly, and she said kindly with a smile: "By the way, Bai Jin, do you have anything to say to me?"
"Yes, I have!"
Bai Jin said happily: "After refining these thousand bags and practicing good skills, I plan to refine another five hundred fine bags to give to the Empress."
"Boutique bags? Is it better than calm?"
"Of course it's!"
"Well! I often have to go out, but there are still a little less than 500 bags." Nuwa expressed her opinion tactfully.
Bai Jin felt a little bitter. Sure enough, they had agreed and forced a smile and said, "How about I give you a thousand pieces?"
Nuwa smiled and said hesitantly: "Isn't this not good? Will it be very tired for you?"
Bai Jin immediately patted his chest and shouted, "It's not tiring at all. It's the supreme honor of his disciples to be able to serve the Empress."
"Since it was your sincere gift, I will accept it." Nuwa said with relief.
Bai Jin smiled beside him and said, "Empress, this is all the disciple's sincerity."
Chapter completed!