The landlady picked his scalp and said, "Actually, I can't tell for sure now. I put her soul into a Bodhi tree.

Well, that Bodhi tree is the one by your lake. You used to lean on that tree to drink wine and look at the stars and the moon.

In the first few hundred years, I could occasionally talk to Miss Luo Luo, but then her words became less and less. Until the last hundred years, I have never heard her speak again.

I thought, maybe she felt that you had married too many wives, and she didn't have any pity or attachment for you, so her soul automatically dissipated.

As a ghost, you should know very well that the soul is actually very strange, and once the obsession in your heart disappears, it will easily disappear."

Veins popped out on the Water Demon King's forehead, and he clenched his fingers into fists, "Why didn't you tell me at the beginning? If you told me, Luoluo wouldn't be like this."

The land father-in-law jumped back a few steps and said cautiously: "You used tricks to defeat me, why should I tell you so kindly?

Hey, a gentleman should talk but not take action, please calm down~ Actually, I was going to tell you, but Miss Luoluo said that you were so happy that you forgot about her. "

The water demon king's eyes slowly filled with mist, and a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye. He looked up to the sky and roared, "Luoluo, it's not like this~ How can I be happy without you?"

In this long roar, the wind and clouds changed color, and the earth shook.

Murong Qianqian staggered for a moment. She was so frightened that she jumped up and hugged Xuanyuan Yao. She closed her eyes and said, "Is time and space distorted? Are we going to die?"

The words fell slowly, but there was no answer. The surroundings were so quiet as if nothing existed. Murong Qianqian wondered if she would go to hell right now.

He sniffed immediately, opened his eyes and took a cautious look, hey, when did we arrive at the lake, could it be...

"Okay, we have left the illusion." Xuanyuan Yao's gentle voice sounded in his ears.

Murong Qianqian looked around and saw Xiao Hei leisurely gnawing on the grass by the lake, while the father-in-law squatted on the stone in a daze with infinite sadness.

In this situation, it is as if nothing has happened. Everything in the illusion is an illusion. There is no Water Demon and there is no Luoluo.

The autumn wind was slightly cool, and Murong Qianqian subconsciously shrank her neck and hugged the man in front of her more tightly.

Xuanyuan Yao lowered his head and said calmly: "Qianqian, don't you think you should come down?"

Murong Qianqian frowned, and then said with tears in her eyes: "Yao Yao, I may have been in the illusion for a long time, and now my hands and feet hurt. Hmm~ I have a headache. I feel like I'm going to faint. I'm really dizzy."

Got it!"

After saying that, he tilted his neck decisively, pretending to be dead and clinging to Xuanyuan Yao's arms, refusing to let go.

But unexpectedly, this time Xuanyuan Yao did not throw her on Xiao Hei's back, but held her in his arms all the way into the village.

…

The private visit in incognito was originally scheduled for one month, but now it has been more than twenty days, and it is already time to return to the palace.

Murong Qianqian remembered that the day she returned to the palace was another drizzly day, and endless tears seemed to be falling in the sky.

She stood under the dripping eaves and looked at the woods in the distance. Thinking of the sudden visit from the land father-in-law, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

What happened is probably like this. The Water Demon King disappeared after leaving the illusion, and the Water Demon Palace also turned into a bubble. Naturally, all the women in the palace had to leave the lake.

The villagers therefore regarded her as their reborn parent, and a feast of good wine and delicious food was inevitable. After she had eaten and drank enough, she even packed a chicken drumstick for Xiao Hei.

When the land father-in-law appeared, she was holding a chicken leg and telling Xiao Hei enthusiastically about the scientific truth that eating more protein-rich meat is beneficial to body growth.

Murong Qianqian saw the land father-in-law squatting in front of him with a sarcastic look on his face. He shook the chicken legs in his hand and said in disgust: "You can mix in the chicken drumsticks given to Xiao Hei. Forget it, I'll give it to you~"

The land father-in-law had just taken the chicken drumstick, and before he took a bite, he heard these words, and the corners of his lips twitched, "I care about your chicken drumsticks. How can I be so vulgar and humble?"

Xiao Hei, who was munching on hay, turned around and looked up and down at the land father-in-law in tattered clothes when he heard this. He bared his teeth and nodded his head in agreement.

Suddenly, a chicken leg came through the wind like a dart, and Xiao Hei was knocked unconscious.

Murong Qianqian glanced at Xiao Hei sympathetically, then turned back to Tu Tu Gong and said: "Lord Tu Tu, are you here specifically to take revenge on my Xiao Hei?"

The land father-in-law wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shouted: "Are I so vulgar? I am keeping my promise to fulfill one of your requests.

Qian'er, I made a bet with you, saying that if your man wins, I will agree to your request, and if I win, you will help me reshape the statue of the god."

Murong Qianqian was dubious, thinking that the land master was so trustworthy.

But he immediately heard the next sentence, "However, I feel that even though I lost, you should use my name to help me repair my legs, right?"

In fact, Murong Qianqian always felt that the squatting posture of the land father-in-law made her eyes hurt. She didn't need to remind him, she had already asked the villagers to reshape themselves into gods.

She coughed dryly and said, "Yes, but you have to agree to one request of mine." Seeing the land father-in-law nodding, she smiled slyly, "My request is also simple, that is, everything you ask for will be granted."

Father-in-law: "Is this... a request?"

Murong Qianqian nodded seriously and replied seriously: "Yes!"

The land's father-in-law felt that he had boarded a pirate ship, but in order to preserve the reputation of the Xian family, he had no choice but to agree.

Later, Murong Qianqian asked about the follow-up story between the Water Demon King and Luoluo. The land father-in-law rarely changed his playful smile and sighed.

"Everything in the world may have its destiny. The Bodhi tree has disappeared. Maybe the Water Demon King has found Luoluo, or maybe the Water Demon King will never find Luoluo again."

Murong Qianqian felt that it was rare to find such an infatuated person in the world, and such love should have a beautiful ending, so she believed that the Water Demon King had found Luoluo.

However, she looked up at the drizzle in the sky and wondered, since it was a beautiful ending, why did God drop so much drizzle?

Xuanyuan Yao walked over holding an oil-paper umbrella. The corners of his clothes were soaked by the rain, rendering circles of beautiful colors, like an oil painting.

"Qianqian, what are you thinking about?" He leaned against the door frame and stared at her with clear eyes.

Murong Qianqian looked back at Xuanyuan Yao. She thought that the man in front of her was really handsome, but could he understand some emotions?
Chapter completed!