The God of Fortune was so embarrassed by the words of the God of Decline that she quickly formed a spell with her left hand and released countless golden light blades when she raised her hand. The heavy spiritual power blue dragon rushed up like a sea, and the five boys grabbed the corners of her skirt one after another, shouting with difficulty in the gust of wind—
"Lord Fortune, please stop!"
Meng Qiqi avoided these flying blades from left to right until she stepped on a stone and made her figure crooked. A blade of light flew past her cheek, and a strand of blue silk fell to the ground.
The God of Fortune wanted to catch up, but suddenly found that he couldn't move.
Meng Qiqi was also in a hurry, raised his hand and turned the knife over and slashed at the God of Fortune. The God of Fortune couldn't help it, and saw that he was hit in the forehead by the back of Meng Qiqi's knife, and immediately heaved a big bag.
Sheng Jiayan walked into the yard from the door, his dark pupils swept across Meng Qiqi with a swipe, this glance seemed to be smooth across the water, with subtle emotions.
Next to him was a man in white clothes who was smiling but not smiling. He smiled: "It's so lively."
The bad god couldn't laugh anymore, he looked at the big bag on the head of the god of good fortune, and glanced at His Majesty the King of Hell secretly.
His Majesty clearly had the opportunity to immobilize the two together, but he only immobilized the God of Fortune! Forcing Meng Qiqi to have a chance to fight back, it is really too protective and indulgent!
Sheng Jiayan had already released the seal of the God of Fortune, and his expression was cold and terrifying: "If you hurt the people of the underworld, you will be punished according to the laws of the underworld."
The God of Fortune covered his swollen forehead, and shouted extremely angrily, "But Madam Meng also called back!"
"Mine is a god of decay."
Fushen was stunned for a moment, and turned around to see the worried God standing behind him. At this moment, his nose is bruised and his face is swollen, which is more serious than God of Fortune himself.
The God of Fortune knew that he was wrong, threw his sleeves fiercely, snorted heavily, turned around and left.
The god of failure hurriedly followed behind, calling out again and again: "Fu'er, wait for me!"
General Blood River and the others looked behind the tree and saw the God of Fortune had left, and they jumped out from behind the tree like pouring beans.
Yeyoushen was the first to rush to Meng Eqi: "Sister is fine!"
The father-in-law picked up the hair that fell on the ground distressedly: "The God of Fortune is too fierce."
"Isn't that right, Sister Meng is kind-hearted and only uses the back of a knife to deal with her!"
The crowd surrounded Meng Eqi, Sheng Jiayan stepped forward and walked to Meng Eqi, and everyone made way for him.
He pinched Meng Qiqi's chin with ease, forcing her to raise her head. Sheng Jiayan carefully looked at the scar on her cheek, but luckily the blade of light just wiped away, leaving a red mark on Meng Qiqi's face, but it didn't really hurt her.
Meng Eqi got closer, and saw that Sheng Jiayan's eyes were obviously relaxed.
Is he… worried about himself.
Xu Shi Meng Qiqi's eyes were too eager, Sheng Jiayan moved his hand for a while, and the next moment he took it back. He turned around and went out with the man in white, and before leaving, he ordered, "Don't make trouble anymore."
He turned his head to look at Meng Qiqi deeply, and then left.
Meng Eqi stood there and sighed silently.
With Sheng Jiayan's temperament, when will she know his true thoughts. I thought I knew him best, but now it seems that I never cared what Sheng Jiayan was thinking in the past.
Now I suddenly want to care, but I can't understand it.
Meng Qiqi had a bitter face, and Yeyoushen thought she was still worrying about the God of Fortune, so he comforted her heartily: "Sister, don't take it to your heart, it is really powerful to ask for the God of Fortune! The pebble that I gathered my spiritual power to hit from behind the tree also Didn't trip her, it's terrible!"
Meng Qiqi followed subconsciously: "Yeah, it's terrible." Then she was stunned: "You threw the stone!?"
"Yeah," Yeyoushen looked at Meng Qiqi's eyes with sudden anger, and said terrified, "Next time I can trip her up, sister, don't be angry..."
Before Sheng Jiayan and the man in white could walk far, Meng Qiqi's roar came from the yard behind him, followed by Yeyoushen's voice begging for mercy, and General Xuehe and the others cheering excitedly.
With such a hot scene, the man in white felt very amused. He touched Sheng Jiayan beside him with his elbow, and said with a smile, "I finally know why you insist on staying in the underworld, and working with this group of people, you must have every time. The days are full of joy.”
He put his hands on the back of his head and walked forward carelessly: "Compared to your lively underworld, the court is really meaningless."
Sheng Jiayan glanced at him lightly: "I'm afraid your life is too leisurely."
The man in white nodded: "Yeah, so I'm not coming to the underworld for a vacation." He smiled and said, "Also, I met Madam Meng on the spot, and there are endless topics to talk about every time."
Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows: "You have only met twice."
The man in white admitted generously: "What's the matter? We've talked a few times! These **** are boring in the underworld anyway, find a chance to have a good chat with her, reminisce about the old things, she will definitely remember me."
His Majesty the King of Hell sneered: "What are you talking about, when you were a carp?"
He actually remembered what happened thousands of years ago clearly, the man in white was stunned for a moment, and hummed: "How many times the carp is just one of my thousands of avatars, and my Dharma image is extremely majestic and tall! Is it possible that I have to tell When she and we joined forces to fight monsters in Guixu, I broke an arm and you almost broke your face? I'm afraid it's too bloody and she won't want to hear it."
Sheng Jiayan looked at him in white clothes that beat the snow, and his clothes were flying like a painting. Still sneering again and again: "Instead of telling her this, it's better to tell her how you secretly did things to make her first life so difficult. I believe she will listen to it more."
Sheng Jiayan stopped, flicked his sleeves and left.
The man in white stood blankly on the spot: "No, he actually knows this!?"
This man is so scary!
That bad God has been following behind the God of Fortune, letting the God of Fortune beat and kick him, shouting and scolding him along the way.
In the end, the God of Fortune was annoyed by him, and turned around and scolded: "Can you stop following me!"
The gods shrank their necks at her roar, but still didn't want to leave.
"Nothing good has ever happened with you! I shouldn't have come to the underworld, and I won't stay here. I'm here to find guilt!" The God of Fortune was so angry that he finally turned around and left silently.
The God of Fortune sat on the ground angrily, behind her were the beautiful flowers of the other side. The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged, and she buried her head in her knees and sobbed softly.
After a long time, God of Fortune felt a few taps on his shoulder.
She raised her head with tears in her eyes, and saw the bruised face of Shuishen.
"What are you doing back here?"
He held a bottle of ointment in his hand and silently handed it to the God of Fortune: "You wipe your forehead, and the swelling will go away first."
He was afraid that he would bring bad luck to the God of Fortune again, so he pinched the bottle containing the ointment with his fingers, and when the God of Fortune took it, he quickly retracted his hand. His appearance of wanting to approach and caring, but not daring, really softened the heart of the God of Fortune.
She looked at the bruises on Shuishen's face and sniffed: "Sit next to me."
"Oh." The god of decline sat down honestly, but kept a distance from the god of good fortune.
"Sit down!" she snapped.
The bad god quickly rubbed his butt over.
The God of Fortune picked up some ointment with his fingertips from the bottle, but wiped it on the face of the God of Fortune. The God of failure subconsciously wanted to hide, but was stared at by the God of Fortune, so he could only froze and didn't move.
While helping him rub the bruise, the God of Fortune asked, "Does it hurt?"
Shuishen smiled stupidly: "It doesn't hurt, I'm used to it. Because it always brings bad luck, being beaten is always unavoidable."
The tip of Fushen's nose was sour, and her fingertips trembled uncontrollably. Before Shen Shen could react to what happened to her, Shen Fu hugged him and cried: "How stupid you are, you don't know how to hide when I hit you! You know I'm in a hurry, but you still let me Beat you… "
Seeing that she was crying, Shen Shen immediately panicked, and stretched out his hands behind her back to hug her to comfort her. The arms stopped in the air, and finally held back. He said anxiously: "You can only calm down if you hit me. It's because I'm wrong, why should I hide? Just hit you, and I'll be fine. Don't cry, I don't know what to do when you cry. Done."
"What should I do!" Fushen wiped his tears and snot on his clothes: "Hold me, idiot!"
The God of Wealth dazedly embraced the God of Fortune, and was a little worried: "I'm afraid you will encounter some bad luck in the future..."
The God of Fortune burst into laughter, then pouted and said proudly: "Up to Biluo to Huangquan, you can only hug me without affecting me. Don't forget that I am the God of Fortune, much more powerful than you!"
Decei Shen followed with a smirk: "Yes! Fu'er is the most powerful."
The God of Fortune tightened his neck a little bit. In fact, she always knew that it wasn't that she was more powerful than the gods, but that the gods never competed with herself. In the places where the gods have visited in the past, as long as the gods bring bad luck, she will give blessings. I thought that the god of weakness could be angered by her, but who knew that he just gave in again and again, the god of blessing tossed his happiness on the surface, but the sense of security in his heart could not be filled.
They all fall in love with her, but why is he never angry? Even her close relationship with Tieguai Li was indifferent to him. It was not until just now that God of Fortune discovered that there are 10,000 and 10,000 ways to express love in the world.
The silent companionship of a deceased god is also one of them.
The God of Fortune was coquettish in the ears of the God of Wealth: "You can't compare your chest muscles with other women in the future. Even if you haven't touched other women, you still need to know where a woman's chest muscles come from. That word is chest..."
Fainting seems to understand but does not understand: "So you are different from us? Is it normal to be so big?"
The God of Fortune snorted softly: "Of course! There are women who are more beautiful than you, and you will know the fun of it later!"
Shen Shen thinks that being a woman is really amazing, so it turns out that the chest is also fun or not
He couldn't help sighing: "But Fu'er, your chest muscles are really big!"
The God of Fortune raised his fist violently, and pinched the cheek of the God of Wealth with a ferocious but gentle movement: "I didn't tell you just now, it's called the chest..."
Wufu Boys hid behind a tree and looked at each other in dismay. In the end, the five fat white boys decided together:
"What happened this time, everyone should remember to keep their mouths shut when they return to the court. Although the emperor asked us to monitor Lord Fushen together, Lord Fushen is our elder sister. We still indulge in playing in the underworld these few days!"
"Is it really possible? Then I'm going to see Madam Meng's house!"
"I want to see the crickets raised by General Blood River!"
"I want to go to Huangquan Restaurant to eat the dim sum made by Zhong Kui!"
The breeze was blowing, and the flowers on the other side were drenched in blood, as delicate as they were dripping.
There is no gloomy atmosphere, only the two people hugging each other tightly in the sea of flowers.