Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

I stared at Bai Wuchang speechlessly, and the golden pupils shone straight into his eyes.

As expected, he didn't show any signs of resistance, but let me investigate. In the depths of that memory, I saw an obscure and unfamiliar memory.

It was a story between him and Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei seemed to have fallen in love with a woman from the demon clan, but that woman had an extremely strong bloody aura, and she even did not hesitate to seduce Xiao Hei, so that Xiao Hei would directly give him to him. She conveys the soul.

Time and time again, everything Xiao Hei did was discovered by Bai Wuchang.What broke him even more was that his younger brother not only showed no sign of wanting to repent, but even tried to pull him to complete some great cause with the Yaozu with him.

So, Bai Wuchang used an ambush to kill him directly when Xiao Hei was secretly transporting the living soul out again. Unfortunately, he happened to meet another ghost passing by, so he reported all this He gave it to one of the Ten Kings of Hades, and thought that the other was an old man from the underworld, and he killed his younger brother, so he was just reduced to a small ghost, but he didn't make things difficult for him anymore.

Just like that, Bai Wuchang started his new life, wandering around the underworld like a walking corpse, until I reappeared.

This memory is not long, and it happened only a year ago.

It's just that I'm surprised, I can understand righteousness and killing relatives, but how did he remain so calm after he finished his attack?I can't even feel a trace of panic and regret from his memory.There was only a touch of inexplicable panic, but it wasn't because he had killed someone.

"Don't you want to explain something?" I put away the golden pupils, and his blurred eyes were replaced by Qingming.Bai Wuchang lowered his head and folded his hands around his chest. After a long time, he raised his head slowly, looked at me and said softly: "There is nothing to explain. He betrayed the trust of his master, so he should be killed." "

"But that's your brother, isn't it? How can you just do that?" I thought about my words, I didn't know the right way to say it.

Compared with my entanglements, Bai Wuchang was very calm, and curled the corners of his lips as if he didn't care: "How can I be so calm? Actually, I don't know, but there is a voice in my heart, telling me to kill him Right, so I did that."

"But... don't you have feelings? In your previous life, you were a human being, not a ghost!" I said powerlessly.

Bai Wuchang's head was buried even lower, and his long black hair covered his entire face, and he could only see black lines, and he couldn't touch his expression at all.

"I'm the same as you. I don't have emotions or desires. Have you forgotten? From the first day I became a ghost messenger, I gave up on them."

He spoke slowly, and suddenly reached out and stabbed at his dantian.

I'm not worried that he will commit suicide, it's just that this action is too sudden, which is a bit bloody and violent.

However, I looked along his fingers, and at the dantian, there is a miniature version of Bai Wuchang, small, it seems to be his soul.

However, the strange thing is that, as he said, there is no other color on it, only a gray, gloomy, which makes people feel depressed.

I don't know what words to use to describe my nonsense mood at the moment.

I really wanted to help him get back those emotions and desires, but he rejected me directly, the reason was still so strange, he said he just wanted to live in a simple world.

I asked him if he wanted to go back to be the commander-in-chief again, and he also said very calmly that if I needed it, he would go, and if I didn't, he would continue to mess around.In the end, I retreated in silence, left him the messenger jade slip and some medicinal materials for cultivation, and left.

The depression in my heart made me not in the mood to stroll anymore, so I simply flew directly into the Great Nether Palace.

It was quiet in the palace, I flashed directly into Qin Luo's bedroom, wanting to surprise him.

However, before entering, I heard the ear-piercing voice of "uh, huh, huh" coming from the room.I was startled in vain, but soon calmed down.Maybe it's because I'm getting old, maybe it's because of memory recovery, I'm no longer as impulsive as before, so I simply conjured up a chair and lay leisurely in the yard, listening to the "moving" sound while blowing the breeze. tone of voice.

After a long time, the voice finally stopped.

A red-faced little palace maid came out shyly.After carefully looking around for no one, he quickly quickened his pace and headed towards the side hall next to him.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar figure walked out of the hall, it was my old acquaintance.

I knew that Qin Shang's spiritual power was high, so I stopped hiding and showed my figure directly. While stroking the white tiger that had turned into a cat, I stared at the man.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Qin Shang's eyes, and soon a smile appeared on his cheeks. "It's An Zhi, long time no see, I didn't know you were back, otherwise I wouldn't let A Luo go out today."

"Is Qin Luo not here?" I squinted my eyes, guessing the chill in his words.

"Yeah, Qin Luo went out, and something happened in the Palace of the Underworld. You also know that since Su Han's child left, Qin Luo has to do the work of two people, so..."

He spoke halfway, then suddenly stopped, and after a long pause, he said: "So if you know where Su Han is, let him come back, this Lord Yan's position has always been vacant, except for him, this hell There is no other choice."

"Where can I go to find him? He hasn't heard from him since the last time. He's your big disciple. Even if he's going to look for him, he needs to come forward." I said casually, sitting side by side with him. yard.Soon, several figures walked out of the shadows and served us snacks and tea.

"No, I'm already old, so there's no beauty for the master. Besides, I heard that the boy has a deep affection for you. Why don't you take him in too? I don't have any objections, anyway, the palm of your hand The back of the hand is full of meat, and the tone is given to others, it is better to take advantage of you."

I twitched the corner of my mouth and looked at the man in front of me in astonishment. I just felt that I was extremely poor at words. How could I have such a man?
But if he has been doing bad things here today, isn't he the one wearing the mask?

"What? What do you mean by looking at me like that, oh, I see. You want to talk about what happened just now, you know, my wife has been dead for so many years, I just stand here occasionally, yes Bar"

"But... some people led me to see the portrait of Qin Luo's mother last time, and now they say that again, don't you feel slapped in the face?" Looking around at the palace people around, I directly pointed at Qin Luo through sound transmission. Shang said.

A look of disdain and helplessness appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

"Slap in the face? People will change, right?"

"Besides, Your Excellency Goddess, aren't you also changing?"

"So people, why do you have to live so entangled, wouldn't it be better to relax?" Qin Shang said the last sentence directly, and before he finished speaking, there was a burst of footsteps outside.

Immediately afterwards came Gong'e's respectful voice: "See His Majesty Pluto."

"Yeah." The familiar male voice, the red silhouette, before I could react, the hands were already wrapped around my waist without any mistakes, and instantly pulled my body from the stool, spinning in the air a few laps.

Qin Luo's extremely familiar face magnified infinitely in his pupils, and his cold lips pressed against mine so hard that I couldn't breathe.

I stared blankly at Qin Luo, trying to struggle, but out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Qin Shang next to me, and I didn't refuse anymore.The cold little snake was swimming in my cavity, carrying that rich and touching ambiguity, bit by bit eating away at my reason.

When I realized it, I was already hugged by Qin Luo.

It's a good thing he didn't carry me to the big bed that Qin Shang slept in just now, otherwise I think I'd just blow my back.

The soft big bed and the constantly dancing curtains weave a girl's dream.

I lay quietly, feeling the uncontrollable agitation of the man, seeing his hands covering my waist, I directly summoned Ling'er, and slammed him hard on the back of the head.

Those powerful hands began to lose their strength, and instantly collapsed on me. I stretched out my hand and tugged at his arm, pushed him aside, and sat up quickly from the bed.

It took a long time for the whole person to calm down.

"Mother, if you do this, will you be too cruel?" Ling'er twitched the corners of her mouth, and then took out an incense burner from her arms and lit it. It was a special phantom incense, and it would not be harmful to the human body. , but it is enough for Qin Luo's level to have hallucinations.

"You know, I can hardly believe anyone except the few of you, especially the masked man, who is definitely from the underworld."

"Either it is the ecstasy array set up by Qin Shang, or this person is Qin Luo."

"Qin Luo?" Linger's eyes were full of shock, she looked at me like she was looking at an idiot, her plump lips moved up and down, but she didn't say anything in the end.

"That's all, mother, whatever you think."

I sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to stroke Qin Luo's cheeks. Under the urging of the special spice, the man's face became more and more rosy.

The body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the pink lips became extremely rosy, so alluring, but unfortunately, I was not in the mood to appreciate it anymore.

He simply withdrew his gaze, turned around and disappeared from his sight, and sat with Linger in the outer hall while drinking tea and looking at the sky outside.

It's daytime in the underworld at this moment, it's gray, but it doesn't have the depression of the past.

All this quietness reminds me of Gorky's "Petrel".

If all this is destined to be inevitable, then let the storm come more violently!