Mysterious female world.

The Buddha's light is shining everywhere, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the magic flame is overwhelming, the fairy spirit is dense, and the power of the law complements each other, sometimes radical and sometimes soothing, teasing the bottom line of Manzhushahua.

The latter resisted symbolically.

then.

There was a pure energy that penetrated deeply, like a pure girl who had been stripped of her modesty clothes. Every inch of her body was visible at a glance.

despair!

This was Chen Yi's first impression of what he saw. The underworld was filled with weak water three thousand feet high, and everything he saw was desolate. The ghosts of the tragic dead were struggling, and the ferocious ghosts were wailing.

But, everything is in vain, the weak water cannot float the goose feathers, the reed flowers sink to the bottom, the yellow water is turbid and filthy, the avenues have melted, and there is only a sigh, unable to return to heaven.

Look around and look around.

Chen Yi murmured: "The yellow spring is weak, but what can I do on the other side? Could it be that the reflection of the Ganges River that the Buddhas in Lingshan are pursuing so hard is related to this netherworld?"

With this in mind, he considered it for a long time and carefully spread his consciousness.

It's not that he is a snake-like figure and is timid, but the weak water of this underworld is extremely poisonous. Even if he stays in it for a long time with his holy emperor's immortal appearance, he will definitely die.

"Gulu!"

As the area covered by spiritual consciousness becomes wider and wider, the underwater scene gradually becomes clearer.

The mountains of white bones, the floating evil aura, the unconscious ghosts, and the densely packed scarlet vertical pupils in the dark... Chen Yi wrote these down one by one.

Then she narrowed her phoenix eyes, which were more beautiful than a woman's, as if weighing something.

Half a moment.

A flash of madness flashed in his eyes, and he made a move that was unbelievable even to the surrounding ghosts: he actually used a white jade bottle to contain a drop of the weak water from the underworld...

How audacious!

This move.

Huang Quan was instantly furious, and overwhelming pressure came from all directions, threatening to annihilate him: "I can't hold on any longer, the wind is blowing hard!"

Chen Yi prepares to retreat.

Sudden.

An arm that looked like a wood suddenly poked out of the mud that was as red as blood, and grabbed it towards his consciousness. Whispering words poured into his ears, like the bewitchment of ghosts and gods:

"Living people."

"I haven't seen a living person on Huangquan Road in many years."

"Ah, the long-lost breath of life, so fragrant and sweet."

"Now that I'm here, I'll be buried here forever."

"I, in the name of the Eight-Armed Rakshasa, grant you immortal youth!"

Secretly saying that it was bad luck, Chen Yi simply gave up on constricting his consciousness. The opponent was coming quickly and fiercely, and there was no way to avoid it. It would be better to fight, and it was not certain who would win.

However.

Without waiting for an attack, his body suddenly became extremely hot to the outside world, and the dazzling green light turned into a sharp arrow, which shot out from his chest, heading towards Manzhu Shahua.

Almost instantly.

The latter withered and withered, and the spiritual consciousness escaped from the trap, but fell into nothingness and chaos.

"Um?"

Chen Yi was stunned at first, and then was pleasantly surprised, because he saw a hanging chair, with a white fox wearing a green skirt, leaning on the hanging chair, looking down at him lazily.

He is awake!

"What? Are you not happy to be saved by me? Or are you not happy to see me?"

"No nonsense."

Chen Yi replied angrily, and walked forward in the dark. He didn't feel unfamiliar at all about meeting again after a long absence. He sat directly beside the hanging chair and held up the pair of divine jade feet.

The fingertips gently rubbed the slightly curled round toes.

"roll!"

Bai Hu'er's face was kicked away mercilessly, and his red lips uttered a cold tone: "You are a shameful piece of trash. You are still in the Nascent Soul stage after hundreds of years. What is the use of me raising you?"

Chen Yi lowered his head and said nothing.

Bai Hu'er frowned, thought for a while, and stretched her jade feet back into his arms: "I ask you, why didn't you wake me up when you were at odds with the underworld?"

"I...I can handle it myself. I don't want to disturb your recovery."

"idiot!"

Bai Hu'er's eyes flickered, a ray of cold light flashed through her face, and she coldly scolded:

"Do you know how terrifying the underworld is?"

"Even the forbidden ancient gods of the thirty-third heaven have to be polite when they see them. Do you dare to declare war on the entire underworld? I think you are impatient with life!"

Although the tone was strong, it was full of concern. Chen Yi also realized that his actions of overestimating his ability to provoke the Netherworld were inappropriate. He was speechless and had to say weakly:

"I was wrong…"

"That's it for an apology? How do you calculate the loss for my forced awakening?"

"I'll compensate."

"compensate?"

Bai Hu'er raised his chin and said in a contemptuous and cold voice: "Oh, what else do you have besides a good skin, you loser? Even your skin was given to me by this palace..."

Halfway through, the conversation changed:

"That's all, the matter has come to an end, it's useless to say more."

"Those old immortals in the underworld have already made arrangements for you. I'm warning you that you should restrain yourself before my power is fully restored!"

Looking at the face in front of him that was clearly full of love but pretended to be aloof and aloof, Chen Yi, who had always been decisive and decisive, felt infinite grievances welling up in his heart at this moment.

It’s the kind of grievance you feel when you are bullied outside and come home to seek support from your parents.

He is his safe haven.

He will always stand up for him the first time he is bullied, regardless of the consequences, just like a parent protecting his child with every possible care.

my child.

I can educate, I can hit or scold, but others can’t even touch me!

In the four worlds and three realms, in the nine states and ten lands, there is probably only one with a white fox face who can treat Chen Yi as a child who will never grow up and love him, regardless of what the world thinks.

"Remember my lady's teachings!"

Chen Yi solemnly agreed.

The next second.

But she pulled the floor-length skirt of Bai Huer's face and acted pitifully like a coquettish girl.

"Lady~"

A careless voice came from the hanging chair:

"explain."

The hand that played with Yuzu started to be dishonest:

"Miss you."

"snort."

Bai Hu'er's face was indifferent, but there was a trace of emotion deep in his eyes. The lotus arms hidden in the wide sleeves tightened a little, and he pretended to be casual and said: "My injury has not healed yet..."

"I read in a book last time that dual cultivation can help..."

Bang!

The ivy hanging chair was suddenly shattered. He stopped pretending and couldn't pretend anymore. He directly pressed Chen Yi down and lay beside the ear of the path fruit cultivated by his own hands. He exhaled orchid:

"I want you to... help me heal my wounds!"

…

Chaos doesn't keep track of the day, so I don't know what year it is.

The white fox's face stretched, and the spring between his brows was full of charm.

He waved his bare hand, and the energy of chaos gathered together, turning into a new hanging chair. He leaned on it, stretched his jade legs, supported his fragrant cheeks, and looked sideways at Chen Yi, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead:

"I continue to sleep. As for you..."

The jade feet still wearing black stockings stepped on his chest, causing rippling blue waves. The corners of Bai Huer's face and mouth slightly raised, and then, Chen Yi flew out like a broken paper kite:
Chapter completed!