"Zhizhi, I'm not dead!" Gu Yanchen said solemnly. He couldn't prove it, so he simply bit his wrist. The bright red blood trickled down on the cold white skin, but it couldn't resist the pain.
"Look, ghosts don't bleed, I bleed, and the golden arrow just now didn't hurt me at all."
In fact, he couldn't see clearly that it was a golden arrow. He only felt a flash of golden light and a feeling of heat in his chest. The purple-eyed Tiandao suddenly appeared next to him. He flipped his ghost-like palm and the person hiding behind him
The female ghost was so painful that she was dying.
As for what the female ghost was talking nonsense, he didn't quite understand...
In short, Tiandao wore a simple white robe, raised his eyebrows, and said boldly that he was his savior...
It doesn't matter, anyway, there is no way to repay a great favor, and if you can, you won't repay it. The most important thing now is his Zhizhi. He raised his wrist in front of her so that she could see it clearly.
Fu Youzhi was stunned...
not dead!!!
Her golden arrow didn't hurt him!
It must be because...
He is a god!
Fu Youzhi cried more violently, hugging him tightly, feeling lost and found again, feeling doubly cherished.
"Husband, husband, that's great. It's great that you are okay!"
She held up his wrist and kissed his wound with trembling lips. His blood was so hot that it hurt her, and the thinnest skin on her lips seemed to be burned.
very good.
The pain made her feel real...
"Let's go, husband, let's go home. We won't be with these monsters anymore. Let's go home..." Fu Youzhi supported Gu Yanchen and turned around to leave.
Mo Beiyuan, who had been sitting firmly on the throne of Pluto, stood up in a panic.
"My lord, the God of Wealth, you have been deceived. He is not the reincarnation of the previous God of Wealth at all. He is just a despicable mortal with a very evil destiny. How can you be with him?"
"Shut up!" Fu Youzhi got angry and pointed at Mo Beiyuan's nose, almost roaring with anger,
"Nonsense! Don't think that because you are Lord Ming, I don't dare to attack you!"
"Since you know that I am Lord Ming, you naturally know that I will never make any mistakes in this regard..." Mo Beiyuan's tone was as gentle as possible, not daring to irritate her who was now flammable and explosive.
"Your Highness, don't be deceived by insidious people——"
His words were stuck in his throat, and his slender neck was pinched hard in her hands.
The neck, which had been so cold that it had been numb all year round, was slowly covered by her thin soft skin, and began to gain some warmth.
He is obsessed with this kind of temperature that can burn him to ashes.
Even if it is anger...
"I told you to shut up. If you don't obey me, I'll shut up for you!" Fu Youzhi's voice was full of rage, threats, and even hatred.
Tsk.
The palms of my hands are even hotter...
Mo Beiyuan closed his eyes, wanting to remember this feeling in his mind forever, no,
It’s about keeping this feeling forever!
This is the underworld, and the underworld is the biggest. He can trap her in the depths of the River of Forgetfulness that she fears most, just like a thousand years ago. She can't escape, and she will secretly wipe her tears...
This time, he was not stubborn.
This time, he could coax her by pretending to be the former deity she loved most.
Just like what Gu Yanchen did.
They are all fakes anyway!
"In the underworld, gods must not act arrogantly!" Mo Beiyuan took a step closer to Fu Youzhi's direction, his voice was cold and dignified,
"Gu Yanchen, an ordinary man, dares to wander into the underworld, then..." A cold smile appeared on his lips,
"Then seize the soul and send it to mountains of swords and seas of fire..."
"How dare you!" Fu Youzhi became anxious and pinched his neck harder with one hand, but countless ghosts from the underworld had completely surrounded Gu Yanchen.
She was alone and had nowhere to go, and was so anxious that she was about to cry...
Gu Yanchen didn't know what they were talking about, vaguely...
What kind of god is he?
This kind of thought grew wildly in an instant, raging against his powerful possessiveness. He couldn't think about it, couldn't think randomly, couldn't doubt Zhizhi...
He warned himself silently.
But still can't help thinking...
If he is really just someone else's substitute, Fu Youzhi's dependence and love, his smile and his eyes are all passing through him and giving to another person...
Then you can only...
Destroy the world...
The ghosts happened to be surrounding them, and the golden light still remained in his hand. He shook it hard as if to vent his anger, and hit the ghosts hard...
The golden light in his hand turned into a stick like a ruler. Gui Cha's head was hit, and the whole ghost...
My head is broken...
The originally chaotic underworld fell silent for an instant, and everyone seemed to be frozen in place...
Only my jaw dropped...
A mortal picked up a golden stick from nowhere and smashed the head of a ghost?
If it were the past, Gu Yanchen would have thought carefully about the cause and effect, calculated the cause and effect relationship, carefully considered and calculated, and vowed to understand the truth.
But now...
He had been completely dazzled by the possibility of a "substitute".
crazy!
A mortal, who is as sick as a rice seedling during the day and can hardly breathe, is holding a broken stick and chasing after demons and monsters to beat him!
He also hits him accurately every time, just like an old master hitting a bad student, he will hit his head with one stick!
"Hide behind me!" He grabbed Fu Youzhi's neck, protected her behind him, and started chasing Mo Beiyuan with the stick.
Mo Beiyuan is a paranoid lunatic. He has lived in the dark world of the underworld since he was a child. He is a psychopath. He doesn't even know how to kill someone when he takes action.
Gu Yanchen hit him dozens of times as if he was angry, and even beat him with red eyes.
Seeing that the entire underworld and the Lord of the Underworld were beaten to death and injured by him...
The underworld is about to end?!
What to do with those evil spirits?
What to do about reincarnation?
"Boom!" a sound.
A thunder exploded the gate of the underworld.
The ruthless and indifferent voice of Heaven came from the ninth level of heaven, extremely arrogant,
"In the Temple of Wealth, this Tiandao organizes a family banquet. Why don't you come for no reason? Have you ever asked for leave? Or do you still look down on me?"
"As long as you're not dead, come back quickly and take your sick pretty boy with you."
Her voice paused, and a faint "Made" could be heard, and then she changed to an amiable voice.
"Don't blame Mingjun. It's Fu Youzhi who found this pretty boy who doesn't know what's good or bad and behaves wantonly. All losses in the underworld will be compensated by our divine world. It's late at night, so you should go to bed early..."
Tiandao will be vomited to death in one breath!
What an annoyance!
Holding up your own ribs as a stick to show off your strength?!
The son of the majestic God Mother, the brother of Heaven, went to the underworld to fight a kid for the sake of his wife!?
Do you want to show off your face?!
Can you have some B-numbers in your heart?!
Is Mo Beiyuan easy to bully? Is the order of the underworld a joke?
She still has to wipe her butt!
Mad!
Why, if she hadn't stopped him, she would have knocked Ming Jun to death?
Are you going to manage the monsters in that dark place?
"Thank you for your compassion." Mo Beiyuan's injuries healed quickly, and he turned into the cold Lord Ming again. He looked at Gu Yanchen with eyes full of hatred.
"Since it's a banquet of heaven, then I'll go to the Nine Heavens and ask for a cup of peach blossom wine..."
After saying that, the three of them appeared in the Wuwei Temple of Tiandao at the same time.