When the New Heavenly Emperor comes to power, he will naturally summon the lords of all walks of life.
When the imperial post was sent to the hands of two disasters, no one wanted to see the Jiutian Jin.
The person who sent the post was an acquaintance. Bai Chu closed the post and looked at Hua Yi standing in the courtyard with a leisurely look. He hid his bare hands under his sleeve and pinched Van Gogh's waist beside him.
Van Gogh bent his lips, and seemed to be inadvertently holding his hands behind his back. He walked around for a while and grabbed her restless hand, his eyes tilted, "It's really unfortunate that I hurt my waist last night."
Bai Chu raised his eyebrows and looked at him with great interest.
Van Gogh's face did not change, and she smiled slightly in Hua Yi's surprised gaze: "I'm sprained and I can't move. Lao Xianjun told the Emperor that it is not convenient for me to travel far."
Such a clumsy excuse actually made a shameless statement? Hua Yi silently awkwardly, turned to Bai Chu, "Fox Emperor..."
"It's not a coincidence." Van Gogh cut it off before she finished speaking.
Hua Yi frowned.
Van Gogh stretched out his arms and put the person directly into his arms. The remaining hand behind him gently stroked her leg with the cover of his long sleeves. A cold light flashed in Bai Chu's eyes. He pulled the corner of his mouth while she was about to break free from revenge, "It's really unfortunate that she was injured more seriously. Didn't you see that she was unable to stand firm now?"
Bai Chu twisted his waist hard.
"Oh, my waist hurts again." Van Gogh pretended to be painful and hugged the person tighter. "If you don't have the strength, don't come out. What's going on when my whole body is soft? Don't remember my waist hurt... Hiss-be gentle."
Anyone can see that this is intentional perfunctory.
One hurts the waist and the other hurts the leg? Even the excuses are deliberately and ambiguous. Hua Yi looked at the two of them for a moment, and smiled helplessly and bowed, "Since that's the case, Yi will not bother you."
After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave.
"Slow down."
The sound was light and floating, and the crisp and familiar female voice made him vague for a moment. Hua Yi looked back, "His Majesty the Fox Emperor has any instructions?"
"Your father..." Bai Chu leaned against Van Gogh's shoulders and arms, as if he was hesitating and thinking about something. His eyebrows slightly frowned, but slowly calmed down, "Why did your father suddenly abdicate?"
Hua Yi lowered his eyes, "Yi didn't know what his father did suddenly."
"Sudden action?" Bai Chu straightened up, slapped Van Gogh's hand on her shoulder with a palm, stepped forward and approached him with a cold look, "How come the wound that had been healed on your body again?"
Hua Yi held his lips and was about to speak, but he was suddenly caught by Bai Chuyi.
"His Majesty--"
"Shut up."
Close your eyes and concentrate. A wisp of spiritual consciousness flowed into Huayi's pulse along the five fingers, and along the pulse, it flowed all the way to his blood vessels. When he walked in his body for a whole day, Bai Chu opened his eyes and said, "Is it open?"
Hua Yi was slightly stunned. When he reacted, he smiled and nodded, "Yes."
Bai Chu withdrew his hand and looked back at Van Gogh, his eyes changing and complicated.
When Van Gogh received her gaze, he immediately sank.
Two months ago, Van Gogh would forcibly use Shenze to heal Hua Yi's wounds. Although he cured his injuries, it also blocked his pure fairy zodiac. It is difficult to become a god from now on.
At present, Hua Yi's bloodline and immortal zodiac are unobstructed. Not only has he returned to his previous state before being injured, but his cultivation is even more beneficial. The immortal who is a god is not far from becoming a god.
"Who will open the meridians for you? Your father?" As soon as he said that, he immediately overturned himself. Bai Ming's cultivation level was greatly damaged before and could not do that at all. Bai Chu frowned, "Is it Chi Su right?"
"It's indeed the Emperor of Heaven."
It is not a trivial matter to open the meridians and condensate the siege. Not to mention that Bai Ming, whose cultivation is greatly damaged, Bai Chu and Fan Gu, whose cultivation is not damaged, can also do it. If it were brothers... maybe it would be possible.
Emperor Tian? Chi Su... Why did he become so profound when he practiced? His mood was complicated and he was turbulent.
Bai Chu spoke again: "What's wrong with Xin Si? Didn't your father be so cute that she was tight before?"
"For some reason, my father suddenly dispersed her body, and then, seeing the wound on my body, she was devastated." Hua Yi also had some doubts on his face.
"Your father is really..." Bai Chushou put his forehead on his back and thought, and sighed, "I'm so heartless."
Hua Yi held the corner of his lips, "Do you have any instructions?"
Bai Chu narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell the Emperor that after a few days of Japanese deity healed, he would naturally kiss him."
"Yi will definitely tell me." After saying that, he bowed again and turned around and left.
Knowing that his back disappeared from sight, Bai Chu turned around and raised his eyebrows, "How do you think?"
"Chi Su started preparing for that position 30,000 years ago or even longer." Van Gogh walked over, and the laziness on his face swept away, replaced by a heavy and solemn look. "He is now successful, and the Heavenly Lord abdicates. What do you think he will do next?"
Those who are in the upper hand naturally need to be in a stable position, the better.
The clear gravel in his eyes condensed into ice, "The next step is to move your demon world, or move my Qingqiu?"
"Demons and immortals are not the same clan after all. If he wants to move the demon world, he will not be able to do it without the hundreds of thousands of years of hard work." Van Gogh smiled, he reached out to grab Bai Chu's waist, and naturally hugged the person, whispered in her ear, "As for your Qingqiu, if your brother is still there, Chi Su will never think about the zodiac in his life. But..."
Bai Feng is not here, and she is the only one in Qingqiu.
She is only good at having fun and knows nothing about politics.
Bai Chu's face sank. He wanted to break free from him, but found that his hands were already held in his hands. She raised her eyes and saw the smile in his black eyes, and her heart was cold, "What do you mean?"
The dark eyes were pitch black, and the fire inside suddenly scattered like the stars in the sky, he hugged her tightly, and his chin was against her shoulder, "Bai Chu, our marriage should be ahead of schedule."
Bai Chu froze all over, "Do you want to marry me or Qingqiu?"
The smile gradually disappeared, and he whispered in her ear, "Bai Chu, you should know that first of all, you are the princess of Qingqiu, I will make friends with you, secondly, you are the god of Qingqiu, I will marry you, and finally, it is because of you. Because of you, I will hug you at this moment."
She took a deep breath, "Van Gogh, why do you need to say it?"
"Bai Chu, I must let you recognize the truth." His voice plunged into her ears with a slightly warm breath, shaking the broken hair in her ears, "Your brother disappeared in a hurry, there are so many things that I didn't have time to teach you."
Bai Chu looked at him coldly, "Speak."
"When your brother was still in power, you were the god of Qingqiu, the emperor of Qingqiu, and finally you Bai Chu." He lowered his eyes and played with her hands carefully with his palms, "Now, you are the Fox Emperor first, and then Bai Chu. As Bai Chu, you can be willful, but as a Fox Emperor, you can't."
One sound after another, the sound is warm, warm to the heart.
"My words may be unpleasant, but it's not bad for you to hear them." He bent her knuckles and rubbed them carefully on his slender and white hands. "As the fox emperor, you should know that you must marry me now and take your Qingqiu with you."
Bai Chu's eyebrows were tightly raised, "Your Majesty wants to take advantage of the situation?"
His voice was soft, "Your Majesty, I am the Demon Lord first, and then Van Gogh."
"If my brother is still there..." Bai Chu bit his lip and his face was deep.
"If your brother is still here, I will still marry you, but you don't have Qingqiu as a dowry." Van Gogh moved her palm and trembled her lips lightly, "Don't bite, your teeth are so sharp, what should I do if you bite it?"
She pursed her lips and let his fingers wander around her lips.
Wuze was shimmering in her golden eyes. She silent for a long time before speaking, "Van Gogh, do you like me?"
He bent his lips and his cheeks were close to her face, "This ridiculous question actually came from your mouth."
“Van Gogh…”
He pointed to her lips and murmured, "Bai Chu, I like you."
Heart happy.
Joy?
Bai Chu looked back at him and bumped into his deep eyes. The golden eyes reflected his shadow, and the black eyes shone on her people, and the stillness and movement overlapped, and the water and fire merged.
She fixed her eyes and looked straight at him: "Take it serious?"
"really."
"Didn't lie to me?"
"Bai Chu, I don't need to lie to you."
It’s not that he didn’t cheat, but that he didn’t need to cheat at all. Bai Chu felt a little awkward. She thought that the starting point of both of them was the same, but as early as 30,000 years ago, the day he became the Demon Lord, he was far away from her.
How did your brother tell her before?
"As for Van Gogh, if it was 30,000 years ago, you could keep it in your heart. Thirty thousand years later, I suggest you don't."
"Because Achu, you can't control him."
Can't control it...it's not just that? Brother, you threw the entire Qingqiu burden on me and left. Have you ever thought that Ah Chu would be controlled by this person who could not control himself, or even... pay the entire Qingqiu?
She tried her best to stop the storm in her heart and calmed her voice as much as possible: "Van Gogh, do I have no choice?"
"Bai Chu, the right to choose is yours. He intends to compensate Qingqiu to Jiuxiao or merge it into the demon world, or let Qingqiu die on his own. The right to choose is yours." He stroked her face and looked at her deeply. "Bai Chu, you know the best in your heart how to choose. It's just..." He deliberately extended this sentence, and the smile on the corner of his lips was very dangerous. "It's just Bai Chu, no matter how you choose, you can only marry me."
"If you regret marriage, I will get angry. When I get angry, I will grab the thing that should belong to me." His fingers carefully described it on her face, and his smile became deeper, and his soft tone seemed to be polite. "Bai Chu, what you understand me best. If the things I like are at the level of robbing, it is not rejecting force. Once you grab it, you may have to get more."
Yesterday, I was still a hotbed and soft pillow, but when the situation of Emperor Tian ascended the throne suddenly changed, I forced her to turn around.
Bai Chu sneered and lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, "Your Majesty the Demon Lord, I have been bothering me in the Demon Realm for too long. It's time to go back to Qingqiu to comment on the memorial."
"The Fox Emperor is really hard to deal with every matter." He smiled and gave in, and reached out to make a "please" gesture. "If there are too many complaints, I don't mind helping His Majesty with his own hands."
"Your Majesty's important matters in the Demon Realm are also busy, so Qingqiu won't bother Your Majesty." After saying that, he left without looking at him.
Van Gogh bent her lips and watched her back go all the way.