Sea of Blood, Yinshan Immortal Division, Back Mountain.
An ancient well glowed with dim light. The well water was cold and chilly to the bones. The well water seemed to be fused with threads of soul.
If someone looks in from the mouth of the well, he will find that the shimmering light in the dark well is like a pair of bright eyes, which makes people feel heartbroken.
Suddenly, an idea flashed across the well, and a jade hand drew a few strokes at the mouth of the well, scooping out a handful of cold well water.
Dressed in red, she is extremely elegant, with long hair like a waterfall, and bare feet that are as beautiful as snow.
She frowned slightly and walked slowly.
The divine light of creation sparkled in the jade hand, and the cold well water changed with the change of the divine light of creation.
A young man in white clothes followed her, his head lowered and his eyebrows lowered, a little listless, and a red silk thread had been played with in his hands.
In his sleeves, a miniature version of the matchmaker hugged her knees and bent her legs. She was mumbling and talking nonsense. Her small body was trembling a little.
"Really, we are right, why are you scaring us, bad guy, really bad guy..." The little matchmaker pouted her mouth and said to herself aggrievedly.
Mingyu rolled his eyes, shook his sleeves, and the yin and yang energy suddenly overturned. The matchmaker was so washed that she felt dizzy, her clothes were messy, her hair was disheveled, and the resentment in her eyes deepened.
"snort!"
After being warned by Mingyu again, the matchmaker didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. She just found a corner in her sleeves, pursed her lips, and sulked alone.
Angry and angry.
She stretched out her little hand and drew in the air, and in an instant she sketched the image of a sword-wielding Taoist with a smile on his lips. She drew again with her little hand, and another image of a man with long hair like a waterfall was sketched.
Then, the little matchmaker held her cheeks and looked back and forth between the two shadows with a look on her face, her look so cute and silly.
"My mouth is watering!"
Mingyu's voice suddenly sounded, and the matchmaker was so shocked that she quickly wiped the corners of her mouth.
"Liar!"
The little matchmaker stamped her feet, and the image of long hair like a waterfall disappeared by itself.
Then, she stared at the image of the sword-wielding Taoist without blinking. She didn't know what she was thinking, but the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.
So he took offense to his courage, raised his flexing fist, and hit his face violently. The Taoist holding the sword's smiling face turned into a crying face.
Her fists carried the force of the wind, hitting the shadow in the air like raindrops. In the end, the shadow of the Taoist holding the sword was overwhelmed and was beaten to the point of disintegration.
"Hey, I told you to bully me!"
The little matchmaker put her hands on her hips, smiled from ear to ear, and looked like a winner.
Mingyu was too lazy to pay attention to this little guy and concentrated on playing with the red thread of marriage.
"Mingyu, how about you come and take a look at this?" The elegant Hongyi suddenly turned around with a beautiful and world-famous smile.
A ray of ghost is slowly taking shape, and finally turns into a ghost, but that appearance is really not flattering.
Mingyu retracted the red thread from his wrist, carefully looked up and down at the extremely ugly ghost in front of him, and decided to express his approval without conscience.
So he nodded and said, "Not bad!"
"real?"
The corners of Hongyi's mouth rose, feeling very happy.
"That's of course. It's a product produced by Master, how can it be taken lightly!" Mingyu said with a serious look on his face, without even blinking.
"Master?"
Hongyi raised his eyebrows and stared at him with captivating eyes.
There was a thud in Mingyu's chest, and there was a storm in the Lingtai world. That was the beating of the heart, the trembling of Tao Dao's heart!
The red thread of marriage in his hand was shining brightly, and the red light kept flashing.
The little matchmaker in the sleeve was extremely happy, jumping up and down with joy, talking nonsense, pretending to be crazy.
"I'll just say it, I'll just say it!"
Mingyu took a deep breath, suppressed his heart, and squeezed out a smile from his stiff face, "Of course it's Master!"
"Is it just Master?"
Hongyi was a little dissatisfied and made a faint sound.
The red thread in Mingyu's hand shone even brighter and began to shake violently. Within a moment, blood marks appeared on his wrist!
"It can only be Master!"
Although Dao's heart has been numbed by the torment, Mingyu still refuses to change his words.
Holding it in her red jade palm, the ugly ghost she just created turned into a handful of well water again and fell back into the ancient well.
She took out her slender feet and moved forward step by step, but Mingyu was already standing still, her figure motionless.
"Why is she the empress and I am the master!"
Hongyi gritted his silver teeth and stared at Mingyu fiercely, his tone was extremely unkind, and his aura was soaring into the sky that he was fighting against the stars!
Mingyu took a look at her peerless appearance, which was very similar to his own mother-in-law. Unfortunately, no matter how much she looked like her, she was not Nuwa, but the evil corpse of Nuwa.
And this temperament is really a bit "bad"!
He quickly moved his eyes away, but Hongyi had already moved closer, and his figure enveloped Mingyu. Don't cause too much pressure!
Staring at her slender and flawless white neck, Mingyu's face was only numb, and her heart was disturbed and it was difficult to calm down.
"The empress can only be the empress, and the master can only be the master!"
Seeing the boy's resignation, Hong Yi felt angry and unhappy.
With a flip of her right hand, she placed the shining sword on the young man's neck.
"Call me quickly!"
"Master!"
"I asked you to call me empress!"
"Master!"
"If you don't ask me to chop you down!"
"Master!"
The young man is out of luck, and the red clothes are a bit hairy.
There was a divine light in her eyes, her lips moved and her tongue moved, word by word, "Call - mother - mother!"
"Teacher-honored!"
Mingyu also said every word and refused to let go, he was just so stubborn.
"You...you traitor, you are so angry with me!" Hongyi put away the sword, held Mingyu's face in her hands, and rubbed it hard, making the young man grin.
The little matchmaker lay in Mingyu's sleeves and laughed loudly, kicking her feet in the air. She was so happy.
"I deserve to be bullied by you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her sleeves shook again, and the yin and yang energy came over again, this time flying around with the little matchmaker in her arms.
Hongyi pulled Mingyu's closed eyes away and asked, "You call her empress, call me master. When that girl asks you, what should you call her?"
Mingyu's eyes hurt and tears were about to flow out, "She is not Master, so she won't ask."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I don't care, I don't care. I just ask you, how to call her!" Hongyi has an unusual persistence in addressing her.
Mingyu's brain was swollen and she really couldn't bear it, so she said with a smile: "Master!"
"I didn't ask you to call me, I meant Nuxi!" Hong Yi said angrily.
"Yes, call her Master!"
"..."
I can no longer have this apprentice, I want to take my place
Clean up the door!
"Ahhhhhh~~"
"Master~~"
"Master, have mercy~~"
"Empress~~Empress, please come and save me!"
"Ahhhh..."
The front hall of Yinshan Xiansi.
Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun and Minghe looked at the back hall, and then looked at the Fengdu Taoist beside them.
Hongyun couldn't help but said: "Why don't you go and save Mingyu?"
Taoist Fengdu's heart trembled, and he tightened his Taoist robe tightly and said: "That person has an unstable temperament, and I will not kill him there. I am just an evil corpse, so I don't dare to go..."
Go, you really missed me!
Zhen Yuanzi twitched the corner of his mouth and remained silent.
I really didn’t expect that the evil corpse of fellow Taoist Nuwa would be so...so willful!
"Hiccup~~"
Styx drank another bowl of soup and shivered in his seat. He felt a bone-chilling cold air escaping from the inside out, and within a short time, frost began to form on his dark hair.
"As for ancestor, I didn't steal your well water!" Ming He complained in his heart.
Ever since Hongyi came to the Netherworld and robbed Youmeng of her soul water, Youmeng had been taking revenge in every possible way.
It's just that you always take revenge, so why are you trying to punish me?
The River Styx wants to cry but has no tears.
"Ahem, what, the one in the west seems to have made some moves." Taoist Fengdu looked at the Styx with pity and suddenly changed the topic.