Emperor Yuan Xie was in the cold smoke and green for a while.
The two of them sat on the boat and had a conversation.
Emperor Yuanxie said: "I don't want to think that such a barren place as Huozhai Buddhist Prison can cultivate such an elegant woman as this girl. It seems that my team in the Four Realms missed a lot of things in the past~"
Han Yancui didn't expect Emperor Yuanxie to have been to the Four Realms, and asked calmly: "Oh, I wonder why sir has been to my realm? How could this little girl not know?"
Emperor Yuanxie smiled and said: "It's just for some personal matters. Besides, at that time, I used disguise to hide my identity. To the outside world, I also used a pseudonym."
Han Yancui seemed to have thought of something, her expression was startled, and then she asked: "May I ask what name you use in our world?"
Emperor Yuanxie said a name, "Xiang Tianxiang."
As soon as these three words came out, Han Yancui's hand that was holding the teacup shook, and the tea in it splashed out and dripped on her cheongsam.
"Bump~" Inside the cabin, something unknown hit the cabin board and made a sound.
When Emperor Yuanxie saw this, he deliberately said: "Oh my God, how could the girl be so careless and waste such a good cup of tea?"
Han Yancui regained her composure and said with a forced smile, "My little girl has lost her composure."
Emperor Yuanxie smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. As the saying goes, Xizi holds the heart, and it has its own beautiful scenery."
"Thank you for your understanding, sir." Han Yancui said secretly in his heart: "Emperor Yuan Xie's character is so bad. What he just said was obviously because he wanted to see me make a fool of myself."
Then, he said: "I didn't expect that Xiang Tianxiang turned out to be Mr. Xiang Tianxiang. Unfortunately, Mr. Huo Mansion visited the Buddhist Prison that day, and we were not able to entertain him well."
"It doesn't matter, it's not too late to make up for it now." Emperor Yuanxie's face was beyond imagination, and Han Yancui commented secretly: "Miss Han, please do your best to be a landlord and make me feel like home during my trip."
"Ahem, cough..." Han Yancui had no choice but to forcefully introduce the topic, "This invitation, sir, is for the power of Yuan Guo that will attack the Demonic World Pagoda that day."
Emperor Yuanxie asked knowingly: "Oh, is it just the power of Yuan Fruit?"
Han Yancui said: "If possible, sir, please return everything about Xie Tianyuwu."
Emperor Yuan Xie smiled and said: "Ha, even Miss Han thought it was impossible, yet she still proposed it. This reminds me of the scene when I met the Lord Curse that day. From this point of view, the girl is indeed a person from the Buddha's Prison in the Fire Mansion.
"
Han Yancui didn't understand what he meant and asked, "How do you say it?"
"As whimsical as your king."
"You!" Han Yancui heard this and felt angry for a moment.
But considering that Emperor Yuanxie's strength was beyond her reach, Han Yancui forced herself to calm down, "Sir, if you have any conditions, please feel free to put them forward?"
"Really?" Emperor Yuanxie picked up the teapot on the table, filled the teacup in front of Han Yancui with water, and then asked: "What does Miss Han think of this cup of tea?"
Han Yancui didn't know why, so she took a sip of the tea in the cup in front of her and commented: "This tea was brewed by me. It is fragrant and fragrant. After drinking, the fragrance will remain between the lips and teeth. It is naturally a good tea."
After hearing this, Emperor Yuanxie laughed and said: "Hahahahaha... It seems that Miss Han still doesn't understand what I mean."
Looking at Han Yancui who was still puzzled by his meaning, Emperor Yuanxie explained: "I gave the tea to the girl so that you can weigh it yourself. Which weight is more important, your promise or the tea I poured for you?"
The implication is that no matter what promise Han Yancui makes to him now, it is just a cloud.
It would be better for Emperor Yuanxie to pour her this cup of tea.
"Emperor Yuanxie, you!" After hearing Emperor Yuanxie's words, Han Yancui immediately frowned and widened his eyes, regardless of his former reputation.
Emperor Yuan Xie continued to mock: "The girl is so easily angered. She doesn't look like a lobbyist, but more like a military general. Now it seems that the girl is really a person who lives in the Buddha's Hell."
"Hmph!" Han Yancui snorted coldly, "Emperor Yuanxie, do you think you can be so unscrupulous after absorbing the power of the previous kings of my Buddha Prison?"
"Unscrupulous, ha~" Emperor Yuanxie said proudly: "If it were really unscrupulous, your Buddha Prison in the Fire Mansion would no longer exist~"
After saying that, Emperor Yuanxie stood up and prepared to leave, "In a while today, this tea will be of some value."
Emperor Yuanxie jumped, flew from the center of the river to the shore, and said: "Miss Han, after I finish solving the Buddhist twins, I will personally visit the Huozhai Buddhist Prison."
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In the Yuyu Dynasty, Yixi Haitang was tired after giving birth and was resting.
The midwives and maids on the side also took a rest after coaxing the son of God to sleep.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in, it was Sirius arriving.
Sirius looked at the sleeping Son of God with a slightly unbearable expression, "Son of Death, you cannot stay in this world."
The Death Scythe appears in the world, emitting an icy cold light in the dark night.
The sword flashed, but it was not dripping with blood as expected, but it was in a different space.
"Well, it's a phantom formation!" Sirius activated the Eyes of Death, hoping to see through the phantom formation.
After some investigation, I finally found it and said, "It's right here."
The shadow of the knife fell hard, and the different space was shattered like a mirror image.
Sirius looked around, already in the wilderness, "This is..."
"Wudu is fifty miles away." At this time, a voice came from the night sky.
"Who is it?" When Sirius was on guard, he saw a strong light not far away, and an extraordinary figure appeared in the light.
The visitor, with a young face and white hair, introduced himself: "I, Jiang Ziya, the Prime Minister of the Yuyu Dynasty, have met this young hero."
"Xiang Zhou, one of the four prime ministers of the Yuliang Emperor, it was the Yuliang Emperor who arranged for you to stop me." Sirius knew something about the Yuyu Dynasty and understood that the person in front of him was an important minister of the Yuliang Emperor.
Jiang Ziya replied: "Ah ha~, I am not trying to stop the young hero, but I am trying to save the young hero's life."
"What do you mean by this?" Sirius asked immediately when he saw that Jiang Ziya had no intention of taking action.
"Young hero, I know that the Son of God you speak of is now the King of Langdu, whom His Majesty Emperor Liang personally decreed. If..." Jiang Ziya began to show off his eloquence and persuade Sirius to give up killing the Son of God.
--------Hello everyone, I am the dividing line of water characters--------
Emperor Yuanxie was walking in the woods, wanting to return to the Ghost Temple to sacrifice to the Greedy Demon.
Suddenly, smoke filled the air, and at the other end of the woods, a tall and beautiful figure appeared, exuding a strange and cold aura.
The eyes hidden in the darkness were like eagles, targeting the Emperor Yuanxie's fatal point.
Step by step, move towards your goal.
"It seems that Huozhai Buddhist Prison is planning to use force instead of writing." Emperor Yuanxie had already taken precautions. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind swept through and blew away the thick fog covering the killer.
At the same time, at the gate of the Kingdom of Death in the Sky Burial Mountain, the leader of the trio of the Fire Mansion Buddha Prison, the Arbitrator, arrived and communicated through a different method: "Heaven, why did you break the promise? The Fire Mansion Buddha Prison needs your answer."
On the gate of the Dead Kingdom, several groups of words from the Dead Kingdom appeared, "The Mohan Corridor is broken, and Asura is dead."
Seeing this, the Arbiter asked: "Well, what is needed to resurrect Asura and rebuild the Mohan Corridor?"
Looking at the words that reappeared on the gate of the Kingdom of Death, the Arbiter said: "Yes, Thousands of Blood Sacrifice, I understand."