Monkey Sailei had already changed some soul beads before. He decided to take advantage of the special environment in the ghost market to study the "Book of Life and Death" carefully. In this regard, Nuannuan had no place to help him, and could only rely on him to cross the river by feeling the stones himself.

Anyway, the private room fee has been given, so Nuannuan asked Hou Sailai to comprehend here and gave him the formation plate. He only asked Hou Sailai to regard Nuannuan as his confidant in life.

Nuannuan, guilty: "..."

As long as you don't say I'll lie to you in the future.

Young man, you are still too young to understand your hand, oh, now it is the origin of this fixed star ruler in my hand.

"Brother Monkey, you can understand it here. But you have to bring everything well. When dawn is approaching, you will return to your original place."

After Nuannuan finished speaking, she clasped her fists at Hou Sailai, "The green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water flows forever. When we meet again in the future, Nuannuan invites Monkey Brother to drink Monkey wine for thousands of years!"

After saying that, Nuannuan put on the wind hood, picked up the gorgeous red lotus lantern that had changed thousands of times, left the box, paused at the door that had been twisted and turned, and soon joined the "people".

And the Hou Sailai behind her, looking at the disappeared little figure, knew for the first time what "melancholy" means.

Then he looked at the cheapest pot of tea on the table, remembering the little girl's stinginess and smiled.

"Why would you say that when you meet again, you will invite me to drink Wannian Monkey Wine? Haha, it would be great to invite me to drink more expensive tea!"

Even though he said so, Hou Sailai took the pot as a fourth-grade spirit stone into the storage ring by a magical insult.

As for what happened when the waiter came to clean the box after dawn and saw the tea set with only two cups left?

Oh, imagine it yourself!

However, Nuannuan was in a bad mood after leaving the world. After all, the friends she had just met were about to separate in a blink of an eye, and it was not a distance between the whole world, but a few star fields.

Maybe I will never meet Monkey Brother in my life, right?

Thunder, who had been staying in Nuannuan's soul and had not left yet, felt this sadness very intuitively.

"Nannuan, you have to know that you may have countless reincarnations! If you don't see each other again in this life, you may meet each other in that life.

I really appreciate the words your father often said, fate is wonderful.”

Feeling Uncle Lei’s comfort, Nuannuan couldn’t help but smile and said, “Uncle Lei, what my father said is the kind of fate that I met a little girl at the corner. I don’t need it, I’ll be upset!”

Thinking of Li Haotian's love luck, Thunder couldn't help but laugh, but...

"Nannuan, didn't you also say you wanted to find a handsome man to have a few cute children? Why have you changed your mind now? Your father told me, and he said, "Thunder, you must check our Nuannuan well. I must not do this, I must be a pair of people for a lifetime."

Also, the warmth of every life must be drawn, and the children of the future. When you come back, I will talk to us carefully.’”

Nuannuan listened to what Uncle Lei said in the tone of the Immortal Lord Dad, as if she saw the Immortal Lord Dad right in front of her, and there was also Xiaoniang, godfather, and Master Canglan.

"Wow! Woo..."

A small figure squatted in place and cried out with a "wow".

Although the sound was so terrible because of the black cloak, the heartbrokenness that was revealed all over the body was so heartbroken that the "people" on the street stopped, and the bargaining stopped the sound, and they all looked at the little figure silently.

...

When the Lord of the Underworld came to find the breath of merit, he saw the crying villain in the "crowd" who seemed to have abandoned her.

At that moment, her heart ached violently.

The Nether Lord subconsciously covered her chest with his hands, and she actually felt pain? What does it feel like to be pain? How long has it been for her not to be hurt for thousands of years? And how many creatures that make her hurt still exist in this world?

"What are you doing?" At this moment, the Nether Lord only felt that even her soul was beating violently.

The sea of ​​consciousness of the Nether Lord was dark, and that kind of blackness seemed to make the sun dim.

But even in such a dark environment, there is a small highlight like a firefly struggling to break through the darkness.

Even though my head was bleeding, even if the light on my body became dimmer and dimmer, I still didn't give up.

You will hear the anger of the Lord of the Underworld, and the light spot gradually turns into a human nature, but it is as faint as a layer of fog.

"She cries again, my child cries again! Please, let me out!"

"Impossible! After entering this soul transformation pool, there is no second way to go except to merge with me! And you said that as long as I take you to meet those two children, you will merge with me obediently. Now I'm here!"

The Emperor said expressionlessly.

The figure was no longer speaking, but began to impact the dark space again and again.

The soul is a place where any creature is fragile, and even the Nether Lord is no exception.

The Nether Lord covered his head, and a hint of anger appeared on his face, which was originally expressionless.

The louder Nuannuan cried outside, the more intense the figure in her soul hit her.

finally……

"Stop hitting it, I'll take you to see that crybag!"

After the Emperor said that, his soul finally calmed down.

She walked into the "people" group, and no one saw her move, but the "people" group had already given up a way.

The black cloaks whose controlled bodies had to be moved away looked at the other black cloak walking on the road in horror.

When you look closely, the black cloak of this "man" is different from them. Whether it is the sleeves or the hem, they are embroidered with complex spiritual patterns that look like water ripples with black silk thread of unknown material.

Even though there are many masters in the "people" group, everyone knows at this moment that they can't afford to offend this "people" and dare not provoke them.

The Nether Lord walked to the side of the irritable villain crying and kicked her with his feet. He felt the dissatisfaction of the figure in his soul, and was a little helpless and a little novel. When can a soul split affect her?

However, when I thought of the special "Sutra of Rebirth" written by the little devil in front of me, the Ming Zun's heart that had never been able to change a little.

"Hey, little kid, stop crying!"

A cold female voice sounded completely different from the sound of everyone sawing wood.

Nuannuan's body trembled, slowly raised her little face that was crying, and just saw the delicate chin exposed in the cloak.

She didn't get up, but just squatted, twisted her nose, then grabbed the woman's cloak, and said in the sound of "people" around her, "I'm not a little devil!"

Ming Zun Youye was about to be angry and laughed. Sure enough, she was not likable with her mother.

"What are you not a kid?"

"Ghosts are born by ghosts, monsters are born by monsters, I am born by humans, what do you think I am?"

"hiss……"

Another sound of air conditioning.

Nuannuan looked around, "Did you become a snake demon? Hissing, the soundtrack?"
Chapter completed!