But at this moment, the city gate that had opened a crack suddenly stagnated, and the soldier who opened the door scratched his head and said somewhat soberly.
"Don't you need a pass talisman to enter the city? Girl, where is your talisman?"
Gah!!!
Xiyue's body froze, and she reacted. She rushed over, raised her hand and slapped the soldier who had opened the door halfway. The soldier quickly dodged, stretched out his hand to block Xiyue's hand, and then slapped him with the palm.
, was about to hit Xiyue on the shoulder.
…
A ray of light came from behind Xiyue, and the soldier's hand could no longer be chopped off. When he raised his eyes, the soldier flashed a hint of surprise. The ghosts in Fengdu had no spiritual power. Why did this girl——
"Are you looking for me?"
A clear and gentle voice sounded. Xiyue was startled and turned around hastily. However, when they saw the snow-white figure of the Immortal, everyone was stunned for a moment.
The soldiers in the two rows were also stunned. They didn't know who this person was, so they just bowed and saluted. Xiyue narrowed her lips and smiled, oh, it's another handsome guy. It's really a good deal.
He stepped forward and looked up at the figure surrounded by white light in the sky. He turned his eyes and said with a smile.
"Are you Jin Qiaojue? You are Ksitigarbha..."
"Shh-"
The elegant and white figure of the handsome man slowly floated down, his long white fingers gently raised to his red lips, his movements were so elegant and gentle, then he took Xiyue's hand and led Xiyue to fly out.
Xiyue looked at him curiously, and there was a hint of excitement in her heart. If she guessed correctly, he must be Ksitigarbha, the legendary emperor of the underworld that everyone is afraid of.
but,
Why is he not the King of Hell with a long beard, a black face, and a strong back, but a handsome young man who looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old??
"This is unscientific. The King of Hell is actually like you."
Hearing this, Jin Qiaojue's handsome face showed a hint of embarrassment. Could this be the first thing she wanted to say to him? He glanced at Xiyue with even more contempt. What else did he want to say, just you...or that?
What...
You look nothing like me, huh——
"But, King of Hell, why don't you dress up the underworld more beautifully? The gray tone is not suitable. After death, people also want to have a good destination."
Landing on the top of a mountain with no bottom visible, Xiyue's passion rushed to Jin Qiaojue. Previously in the 21st century, she had expressed a very strong interest in the underworld and had been studying it.
, is there such a thing as the underworld? His subordinates, the ten kings of hell, are all very powerful.
but,
The underworld in our imagination should not look like this. Even if it is the underworld, it should be full of life.
Jin Qiaojue looked deeply at Xiyue, and there seemed to be a flash of emotion in his eyes, but in the end, he regained his composure, blinked his clear eyes easily, and reached out to touch Xiyue's blue hair.
Xiyue took a step back unaccustomedly and smiled sheepishly. Jin Qiaojue's figure stiffened slightly, and his robe flew up in the breeze.
but,
After a while, Jin Qiaojue quickly returned to normal. She is now a human being, so everyone needs time to get used to her mortal identity, mortal memories, and mortal thoughts.
Look up,
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, the bright moon may be the best beauty in the underworld.
"Xiaowa, what do you think the underworld should be like? I can change it according to your ideas." Hehehe...
What a fool.
kindness?
But at this moment, the city gate that had opened a crack suddenly stagnated, and the soldier who opened the door scratched his head and said somewhat soberly.
"Don't you need a pass talisman to enter the city? Girl, where is your talisman?"
Gah!!!
Xiyue's body froze, and she reacted. She rushed over, raised her hand and slapped the soldier who had opened the door halfway. The soldier quickly dodged, stretched out his hand to block Xiyue's hand, and then slapped him with the palm.
, was about to hit Xiyue on the shoulder.
…
A ray of light came from behind Xiyue, and the soldier's hand could no longer be chopped off. When he raised his eyes, the soldier flashed a hint of surprise. The ghosts in Fengdu had no spiritual power. Why did this girl——
"Are you looking for me?"
A clear and gentle voice sounded. Xiyue was startled and turned around hastily. However, when they saw the snow-white figure of the Immortal, everyone was stunned for a moment.
The soldiers in the two rows were also stunned. They didn't know who this person was, so they just bowed and saluted. Xiyue narrowed her lips and smiled, oh, it's another handsome guy. It's really a good deal.
He stepped forward and looked up at the figure surrounded by white light in the sky. He turned his eyes and said with a smile.
"Are you Jin Qiaojue? You are Ksitigarbha..."
"Shh-"
The elegant and white figure of the handsome man slowly floated down, his long white fingers gently raised to his red lips, his movements were so elegant and gentle, then he took Xiyue's hand and led Xiyue to fly out.
Xiyue looked at him curiously, and there was a hint of excitement in her heart. If she guessed correctly, he must be Ksitigarbha, the legendary emperor of the underworld that everyone is afraid of.
but,
Why is he not the King of Hell with a long beard, a black face, and a strong back, but a handsome young man who looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old??
"This is unscientific. The King of Hell is actually like you."
Hearing this, Jin Qiaojue's handsome face showed a hint of embarrassment. Could this be the first thing she wanted to say to him? He glanced at Xiyue with even more contempt. What else did he want to say, just you...or that?
What...
You look nothing like me, huh——
"But, King of Hell, why don't you dress up the underworld more beautifully? The gray tone is not suitable. After death, people also want to have a good destination."
Landing on the top of a mountain with no bottom visible, Xiyue's passion rushed to Jin Qiaojue. Previously in the 21st century, she had expressed a very strong interest in the underworld and had been studying it.
, is there such a thing as the underworld? His subordinates, the ten kings of hell, are all very powerful.
but,
The underworld in our imagination should not look like this. Even if it is the underworld, it should be full of life.
Jin Qiaojue looked deeply at Xiyue, and there seemed to be a flash of emotion in his eyes, but in the end, he regained his composure, blinked his clear eyes easily, and reached out to touch Xiyue's blue hair.
Xiyue took a step back unaccustomedly and smiled sheepishly. Jin Qiaojue's figure stiffened slightly, and his robe flew up in the breeze.
but,
After a while, Jin Qiaojue quickly returned to normal. She is now a human being, so everyone needs time to get used to her mortal identity, mortal memories, and mortal thoughts.
Look up,
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, the bright moon may be the best beauty in the underworld.
"Xiaowa, what do you think the underworld should be like? I can change it according to your ideas."