Anyway, the ghost that was supposed to come has already arrived!
So……
Fu Youzhi seemed to have a different face. She was trembling, as timid as a mouse, and her expression as if she was facing an abyss disappeared instantly.
She held her coat with both hands, a charming smile appeared on her lips, and her tone was ambiguous and lazy.
From a high position, looking at the evil ghost biting at her feet, Po Meng sneering in the distance, and Mo Beiyuan with a secretive expression, she sighed like rose petals falling to the ground,
"Do you want to know what I'm wearing under this dress?"
The evil spirits are boiling!
Fu Youzhi twisted her waist and used both hands to make a crisp sound of "tearing"!
The coat was ripped off in one go!
The black coat was like a mysterious and poisonous ghost butterfly, completely shattered into pieces.
Under the fragments is her noble and noble crescent-white robe of the God of Wealth!
Her seaweed-like hair is tied up in a high divine crown, her red eyes have golden pupils, her skin is as white as snow, and her bright red lips are lightly parted,
"Bold the underworld, dare! Dare! Blaspheme! God!?"
Fu Youzhi's cold and unruly voice carried the ultimate pressure of the Nine Heavens. Her pure white divine robe was filled with sharp golden light, and there was even a faint flash of purple thunder.
That was given to her by Aunt Tian, a strike from the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that represents judgment and ruling!
With a sound of "Bang!", the sharp golden light and thunderbolt purple light released the endless power of the gods, the light of purification, and all the dirty, evil, dirty and unclean souls in the world!
All! Destroy! Destroy!
Fu Youzhi stood in the center of the stage, with her as the center, shining with the ultimate whiteness. The appearance of the character who was already confounding all living beings became more noble and sacred.
Stop talking about evil spirits.
Even Po Meng is dying, and the ghostly aura in her body will soon disappear between heaven and earth!
All evil in the world has nowhere to hide!
The entire underworld stage was illuminated by such dazzling light!
As long as the Lord of the Underworld, Mo Beiyuan, the Lord of the Underworld, could ignore this holy light and sit motionless on his throne as the Lord of the Underworld, looking at Fu Youzhi in a daze with his eyes as blue as the deep sea.
It’s been a long time…
Gone...
After getting out of the mystery of her inner demons, she became even more dazzling...
It's even more powerful.
Tens of thousands of evil spirits have been eliminated, and Po Meng cannot stand her golden light, and will soon dissipate.
He looked at her contemptuous smile and was already planning to leave here...
Yes, the underworld is not a place worthy of nostalgia.
There was no one she was looking for, so she turned around and left.
If there wasn't someone she had to deal with this time, she wouldn't have even known how to come back and take a look...
It’s just…delusion…
Mo Beiyuan's blue eyes flashed with sadness, and in the golden light, he held Po Meng's hand...
Po Meng's ghostly aura returned instantly, and her figure slowly solidified.
"Mingjun allowed his subordinates to commit crimes, and now they still don't distinguish between right and wrong, right from wrong, and they are protecting their shortcomings!"
Fu Youzhi's sharp eyes were locked on him. She was very unhappy in the underworld last time. She had practiced Buddhism for thousands of years and had forgotten many things. But she vaguely remembered that this underworld king was a madman who could not be messed with. She was very anxious!
She still has countless fans and cuties in the mortal world waiting to see her take off her clothes and dance!
I'm afraid the fight will be endless again. Next time, I'll bring Aunt Tian with me and destroy his underworld and replace him with a king!
"I have recorded this account. If I don't avenge this, I will become the God of Wealth!"
After saying that, Fu Youzhi dodged hard, and the gorgeous underworld stage instantly collapsed, and her figure disappeared into the chaotic and desolate underworld like a golden light...
It's like she has never been here.
Po Meng gasped and fell at Mo Beiyuan's feet.
His thin to sharp lips smiled slightly,
"You can still be of some use..."
*
Fu Youzhi quickly returned to the mortal world, to the stage of Rose Castle, Love Complex, and Evil Spirit Festival.
He ran too fast, turned into a wave, and almost flew up...
After a pause, he threw himself into a clear and broad embrace...
[I rode a horse to the death, and my grandma flew over the roof and walked over the wall!]
[The little foreigner who refuses to give up on CP: Let me tell you, is there anything sweeter than this couple in the world?! The letter girl has set her ambition here: to pick up the excrement in all the rural areas of the country! 】
[Woooooooo, do you know how hard he works? He looks so sick during the day, and he really drags himself onto the stage at night, but his dance does not fool us at all!]
[Although it is obvious that he is resisting in his heart, he strives to be perfect every time he raises his legs, winks, compares his heart, and shakes his head!]
[Gardenia, woo woo woo, go help me hug my husband, he has worked hard! 】
[When I stepped on the horse, I even scolded the cute little Gardenia, beat me to death, don’t finish picking, leave half of the shit for me!]
The music on the stage also has the last line,
"Your eyes are like stars..."
Fu Youzhi looked at the sisters behind him who were dressed in sweet girl group costumes, and understood instantly.
"You thought I didn't want to dance, so you came to help me dance? You even danced..."
"Sweet love dance of a girl group?"
"Ahem," Gu Yanchen was not out of breath from dancing, but he was really a little embarrassed.
"I only know this one piece of music... I learned a little from the last time I created youth..."
"Uncle..." Fu Youzhi's last words were even more sour in his throat. Remember, he didn't even want to say a word to canvass votes...
Today, I ran directly to the stage and danced a girl group dance...
How could you wrong yourself like this?
How could a person like him, a god like Qingjun, wrong himself like this?
Of course Fu Youzhi knew that she must have been delayed in the underworld for a long time. The cuties in the audience were impatient and couldn't help but complain.
If you complain, just complain. It won't be a loss of meat, and it won't do anything...
When she was an agent, she took the blame and was insulted a lot...
It has long been ignored!
Why bother...
Why bother yourself like this...
The song had ended, and the curtain closed just in time, shrouding the two figures in darkness.
Fu Youzhi hugged his waist tightly and pressed her cheek against his chest. Tears slowly ran down her cheeks. Her god actually danced a girl group dance for her...
How could this be possible?!
Gu Yanchen also hugged her waist tightly, rested his chin on her young shoulder, held her long hair in his big hands, and spoke in a muffled voice,
"I don't know where you went. Uncle Jiang knew but didn't tell you. He only said that I would cause trouble for you."
"I thought Zhizhi was on a mission to be the God of Wealth that I couldn't reach. Unfortunately, I couldn't help."
"How wonderful it would be if Zhizhi was just an ordinary girl in the world. I would do my best to protect you from wind and rain."
"What a pity. Zhizhi is a god outside the Nine Heavens and does not belong to the human world. It is a realm that I will never be able to touch in my life."
He felt powerless, as if he could only watch his mother die tragically, and watch Gu Yicheng take over the Gu family...
Nothing can be done...
"I, I, I can't do anything..."
"Zhizhi, becoming a god is rare. So if I become a lonely ghost, will I be able to stay with you forever and touch more inhuman realms?"
"If that's the case...can I ask Zhizhi to kill me?"