"Hey, hey, hey! You..." Qianhua wanted to catch the scattered petals, but couldn't catch them at all, "What the hell are you! Why are you angry when I accuse your sister? If you are angry, you will be angry. Why do you want to lose flowers?"
Hange raised his eyebrows with a contemptuous attitude: "My sister's business is my business. I came here personally just to seek justice for her. As for this flower..." His tone suddenly He softened, as if he lacked confidence, "I don't know what kind of evil is in this place. Even my powerful magic power can't support a flower!"
Qianhua was startled and completely discouraged. If even Ghost Lord could not do anything, does that mean that she was completely out of luck? There was no need to bother at all. No wonder Mo Yunye agreed. If he could really grow flowers, he would not only show them to the Flower God. His true face can also harvest five hundred years of spiritual power. I don't think such a good thing will ever happen to a hedgehog whose life is not very good.
So he threw away the small shovel, leveled the small mound of soil, and sat by the lotus pond. Luo Qianhua looked gloomy and no longer wanted to talk to Han Ge who took the opportunity to laugh at him.
However, Hange is really a restless guy. He didn't speak for a while, and then the words that popped out in the next moment were shocking and unstoppable: "I want to marry the goddess Yi Xue back to the ghost world!"
Qianhua raised her hand and decisively caught her shocked chin: "Have you fallen in love with her?"
"No."
"why?"
"Isn't that goddess Yi Xue the future queen?"
"Yes..." Qianhua was startled. After guessing Hange's crooked thinking, she felt as cold as a thorn in her back, "Don't you want to marry Tianjun smoothly for your precious sister? Are you going to pursue the daughter of the Moon Goddess and win the love of others?"
Unexpectedly, Hange nodded solemnly and responded with a righteous reply: "That's what I thought, Huahua, you are indeed my confidante!"
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Luo Qianhua felt that Hange was indeed an evil ghost king who kept his word and did it without hesitation. After teasing Qianhua, he immediately went straight to the Heavenly Palace and fought with Tianjun. After saying hello, he immediately launched a fierce offensive against the goddess Yi Xue.
"Mo Yunye agreed?" In her free time, Luo Qianhua caught Han Ge and questioned his status as such a noble person. He actually left the ghost world alone and swaggered around the heaven, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
"He acquiesced."
"Stop bluffing me! Who would allow others to interfere before their wedding?"
"But he acquiesced! He just smiled incomprehensibly, and the smile made me feel chilled. But today I sent a large pile of flower pollen to the goddess Yixue, and Mo Yunye didn't send anyone to get me. I guess Agreed."
"They only give you three points of respect because you, Guijun, are equal to him. You'd better not use chicken feathers as arrows and repeatedly challenge the bottom line of men who want to marry. It's very dangerous!"
"Huahua, are you worried about me?"
"Well, if you think so... that's fine." Of course, the truth is: Hange doesn't have many friends in the heaven. He takes him to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner together. Even a fool can see that he is close to him. When the Dongchuang incident happened in the future, Tianjun was unbearable and furious. Qianhua was worried that she would be implicated by being innocently accused of "instigating and abetting", so it was best to keep a three-foot distance from Hange, a guy who had escaped from danger, as soon as possible. "But The fact is: I am more worried that Yi Xue will be hurt a lot by you. The Lord Tian is so pity that sooner or later he will destroy the demon world and destroy your ghost world as well."
Yuyou said: Thanks to the readers of the computer version and mobile version, especially thanks to the "Yuzu Elder" Cake and A Jian who leave messages on the mobile version every day, so Yoyo posted here today a small poem written by A Jian for Huahua (A Jian has a heart) , this is an acrostic poem):
I shed all my beauty to mourn for you,
Thousands of years have passed to find who will return.
Her face is beautiful, her figure is beautiful,
Gods and demons recall and love who. (To be continued)