The Vixen is Attacked

When Hua Diewu appeared, no demon noticed. Everyone was discussing how strong Su Luoyan was and how it compares to their ghost king.

In the end they agreed that even if Su Luoyan pressed them like a small bug, they would be vulnerable to their ghost king. That is the ghost king they worship and serve!

This group of little monsters admired Hua Diewu very much, anyway, in their eyes, Hua Diewu was the best in the world.

Hua Diewu mingled in the group of monsters, listening to all her subordinates' praise to her. It's Hua Diewu's thick-skinned face, and it's a bit unbearable to hear such rainbow farts.

Hua Diewu, who had heard enough of the rainbow fart, cleared her throat to show her sense of existence.

Hua Diewu's cough immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The little demons who had been chatting hot just now shuddered, shouting hello to the king.

"What's the matter?" Before her hands, Hua Diewu would still maintain her own ghost king character.

The crow spirit immediately opened his mouth and said, "This is how the lord, the princess said that he wants to exercise, let us accompany the exercise. The lord can rest assured that we stinky fish and shrimps can't hurt the princess at all, only to be beaten.

Hua Diewu didn't say anything after listening, she just nodded, thinking that the mouths of these little demons were really powerful, and she chose those nice words.

Su Luoyan looked no different from before. She had just defeated a dozen little demons, but she didn't even shed a single drop of sweat. A pair of bright eyes looked straight at Hua Diewu's face, as if waiting for Hua Diewu's attack.

If this were to be replaced by someone else, he would definitely have raised fears of Su Luoyan in his heart. A human being has the ability to fight against monsters, and it seems to be very easy. If one day he is gone, he will slip away.

But Hua Diewu's brain circuit is different from that of others. Her face is full of proud joy. She must be happy for his wife in her heart if her wife is so powerful, and even clapped Su Luoyan in her heart.

"Maybe I will accompany the princess in the future." As soon as Hua Diewu said this, the little demons began to twitter again.

Some demon said that this is very inappropriate, what should be done if the ghost king is injured.

There is another demon saying that the ghost king is so powerful, how could it be hurt by a mere human? Let the ghost king carefully adjust [chocolate] to teach the princess and set rules for the princess.

Hua Diewu raised her hand and motioned them to stop talking. After the silence fell, Hua Diewu spoke: "This king has already decided, so don't say more. By the way, tomorrow this king will be with the princess. When you travel, you must first prepare and make sure the princess feels comfortable."

"Yes!" A group of monsters responded in unison.

"Okay, it's all gone." Hua Diewu waved her hand, thinking it was time to drive all these light bulbs away and let her and her wife live in the two-person world.

In a short while, all the monsters in the entire courtyard were scattered, leaving no one behind. Only Hua Diewu and Su Luoyan were left in the huge courtyard. Just when Hua Diewu wanted to take out the brush, she heard Su Luoyan speak.

"Why not be angry."

Hua Diewu was a little at a loss, not understanding why Su Luoyan asked such a question.

"Why should I be angry?" Hua Diewu asked.

"Because I might run away, and I have the ability to escape." Su Luoyan stated this fact.

Hua Diewu tilted her head, she didn't understand the meaning of Su Luoyan's words at all, she just asked back: "Then Luoyan did you escape?"

"not yet."

"Yeah. And, why did you run away? Luoyan, you are free. Although I marry you, you are still you. You can go wherever you want." Hua Diewu added silently in her heart, but you I will follow up after running.

In the first world, Hua Diewu felt that Su Luoyan should be free, and even if she liked falling geese, she shouldn’t restrain them.

In some vague memories, Luo Yan always looked melancholy at a small piece of world, longing for that bit of unreachable freedom.

Su Luoyan's eyes changed slightly, she said: "I will not leave for the time being, but I will have to go back after a while, and I still have to do things. Then...you can Come with me."

Hearing Su Luoyan's words, Hua Diewu's eyes lit up immediately.

"Yeah, good!" Hua Diewu smiled.

Looking at the smiling face, Su Luoyan felt that his heart had softened a bit. It was a strange feeling, but it wasn't annoying, on the contrary, he thought it was pretty good.

"By the way, this is for you." Hua Diewu took out the wooden box with the brush and held it in front of Su Luoyan like a treasure.

"This is?" Su Luoyan stretched out a hand to pick it up.

Hua Diewu helped open the box and said with a smile: "This is what I got newly. Inside is a brush made of thousand-year cold jade. Do you like it or not."

Su Luoyan's slender fingers gently stroked the cold pen body, and smiled: "Well, I like it very much."

"Would you like to try now?" Hua Diewu looked at Su Luoyan excitedly, "I haven't seen your painting yet."

"Well, I didn't have inspiration a few days ago, so I didn't use the brush. But today I do want to paint. If you don't feel boring looking at you, you can watch me paint." Su Luoyan said, putting away the brush.

Hua Diewu smiled and bent a pair of eyes, she said: "How can I feel boring, I can also help you grind it by the side."

A strange look appeared on Su Luoyan's face, "Will the ghost king serve people?"

Hua Diewu choked at once, not knowing how to explain it. In the last world, she often helped Su Luoyan to grind, and she was used to it, so she didn't feel strange at all. But her identity in this world has changed, becoming a domineering ghost king. Logically speaking, she shouldn't know how to literary and ink, let alone help others.

After thinking about it for a while, Hua Diewu finally came up with a reason, "At that time, because I actually like to write and paint."

"Really." There was a smile in the corner of Su Luoyan's eyes.

Hua Diewu always felt that Su Luoyan didn't believe her, but no matter what, the lie had already been told, and she could only bite the bullet and admit it.

That is, she is going to practice calligraphy as hard as the last world, so as not to expose herself when she writes and paints.

The King of Ghosts has a study room, but it is not usually used. If it hadn't been taken care of by monsters, a thick layer of ash would have accumulated in it.

But those books on the book case that had never been turned over still exposed Hua Diewu's lack of ink in her chest. Hua Diewu gave a dry laugh and began to grind.

Su Luoyan didn't seem to notice these small details. She slowly unfolded the paper and began to conceive the content of the painting.

Hua Diewu talked to Xi Rong in her heart while grinding, {System, how do I feel that the geese in this world are not the same as before? It's not about personality, it's just... Oh, I can't say it either. }

The system stuck and gnawed the cucumber, and it said to its heart that the memory of the heroine Su Luoyan began to recover. In the last world, it was because Hua Diewu had to leave and was stimulated to suddenly recover part of her memory, and this world was even more against the sky. This is just the beginning, there is a sign of recovery in memory, it is really terrible, and he deserves to be the best among the newly promoted immortals.

Of course, these systems only dared to talk in their hearts, they dare not tell Hua Diewu. I don't know what Su Luoyan's mentality is, why they want them to sign a non-disclosure agreement to prevent its host from knowing the truth.

Hua Diewu, who couldn't get a response from the system, was a little strange, shouting for the system in her head.

The system recovered and gave Hua Diewu a reason.

[It's probably the host that you think too much. Look at the host, your world has just ended and you will immediately move to the next world. Perhaps the spirit has not yet fully adapted to it, so you have this illusion. 】

{is it? }However, Hua Diewu doesn't believe the system very much.

After experiencing so many worlds, Hua Diewu has also figured out some doorways, knowing that the system sometimes does not tell her the truth. Even her two sisters kept secrets from her about certain things, and they said it was for her good, but they didn't think about whether she would like it or not.

But Hua Diewu also knew that her sister must be for her good, and she didn't force it, so she just pursued the truth by herself.

Hua Diewu has already decided. When this world is over, her task is finished. She will go to the main system to check who has delegated this task to her.

Every World Raiders is the same person. Thinking about it, you know that someone has deliberately arranged it.

When the time comes, Hua Diewu can follow the clues to find the real "Su Luoyan" in the real world.

What Hua Diewu fears most is that Su Luoyan is actually just a fictional character in the mission world, which does not exist in the real world.

Hua Diewu pursed her lips, her brows almost twisted.

Su Luoyan, who was about to write down, saw Hua Diewu's frowning brows as soon as she raised her eyes. She said, "What's the matter? Frowning."

Hua Diewu immediately shook her head, pulled out a somewhat reluctant smile, and said: "It's nothing, Luo Yan, you can continue painting."

Su Luoyan didn't want to see Hua Diwu frowning, she seemed to unintentionally dipped her ink and said: "Even the ghost king will have troubles, maybe you can tell me."

Hua Diewu opened her mouth, she didn't know how to say the things in her heart.

"It's really nothing." Then Hua Diewu stopped talking.

Su Luoyan pursed the corners of her lips, she dropped a cinnabar red on the snow-white paper, which was dazzlingly branded in Su Luoyan's eyes.

Hua Diewu stared at the drawing paper for an instant, Su Luoyan noticed that Hua Diewu was looking, and continued painting.

Su Luoyan painted a strange red plum, red withered branches, black flowers and white stamens, growing openly on snow-like paper.

Obviously it should feel weird, but it looks inexplicably harmonious.

Just when Hua Diewu thought that Su Luoyan was about to close his pen, Su Luoyan carefully painted a butterfly on the branch.

The tiny butterfly's wing is delicate, like a pile of thin snow and pieced together like a thin petal, as if it would break to pieces with just a single break.

Su Luoyan looked serious, as if portraying the face of his lover.

Hua Diewu was stunned slowly. This butterfly was very similar to the portrait she found in her cave that day.