I raised Yakumo Zi to waste

Bai Mo suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He remembered very well that in the setting, the old hell where Gu Mingdi Jue lived was indeed very hot, but it was not as hot as it was in front of him.

It seems to be a crow called “” who manages a place called geyser.

Yes, it’s a crow called Lingwu Lukong.

There is also a flame cat, who will serve as Gu Mingjijue’s pets to help her manage this old hell that can no longer be used.

But now, there are no crows, and there are no cats.

“Why not try two pets?”

Bai Mo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly threw out a question that did not match the preamble.

Hey, weren’t we still discussing the issue of hell not hell before, how did you turn into a pet as soon as you turned this point?

What’s going on with your brain circuit!

No wonder love will like you, it turns out that your brain is not normal.

Gu Mingdi felt silently complaining in his heart, but on the surface, he was still very calm, trying to maintain the majesty of the eldest miss.

“Pets, I never thought about it before. It’s just that with my kind of existence, there is no need to raise it, right? ”

“They won’t like me anyway.”

This is an inherent impression created by a long period of wrong experience.

Gu Mingdi Jue, who was never liked by other people or demons, let alone the gods, took it for granted that the little animals would not like her – she had already closed all her love, and only showed a trace of care for Gu Mingdi Lian.

However, in many cases, things are not what people think.

“Why don’t you try it?”

Bai Mo reminded with interest, but it was already all there was to it.

He believes that fate is always wonderful. Anyone will follow the path she will take, sooner or later.

Regarding this, Kazami Yuka has already proved it, and Yayi Yonglin is proving it.

As for Yakumo Zi… Forget it, she is not saved.

And now, it’s Shikieihime’s turn to prove the path she will take.

“In that case, then you can only change places and rebuild hell.”

Looking at the place in front of him that was burned by the Eight Dragons, Shiki Yingji sighed silently.

Destroying something is simple, but it takes several times or even dozens of times more effort to rebuild it.

It’s totally worth the loss!

Thinking of this, Shiki Yingji raised her head and looked at the dark underground, as if she wanted to pass through the thick darkness and reach the bright and spacious sky.

If that sun goddess was here, she would have to teach her a good lesson and let her know that even if she was the Lord of the High Heavenly Plain, it was not what she wanted!

However, there are priorities, and in the current state, it is obvious that it is the most important thing to rebuild a new hell as quickly as possible.

So here’s the problem.

“How to build hell?”

Shiki Yingji’s problem goes straight to the point.

The rest of the people are staring at each other and staring small.

They are monsters, and they are not those construction site dogs who learn civil engineering!

How do you know how hell is built!

……

Underworld, Earth Spirit Temple.

After seeing the eight Wu, a group of people who returned to the Earth Spirit Hall did not understand leaving here.

According to Bai Mo’s suggestion, they wanted Gu Mingdi Jue, the dragon boss, to repeat what the hell was like in the past.

“There must also be a charter for reconstruction, if there is a template in the past, draw a scoop according to the gourd, and the things drawn will not be bad, right?”

What the? You call this copying?

Can designing such a thing be called copying?

This is clearly a reference!

As for Bai Mo’s request, Gu Mingdi thought about it and did not refuse.

The Earth Spirit Hall has not been so lively for a long time.

It’s just that it’s not so simple to retell what hell once looked like.

Because this represents no finger, let alone a brush.

And in the end, Shiki Yingji didn’t know where to make a stone slab, and then covered her fingers with demon power and drew on this stone slab.

From the outside, it looks like a child’s graffiti.

But Gu Mingdi Jue did it very seriously, as if he was making some great creation.

Later, Gu Mingdi Lian found this kind of creation very interesting and joined in.

So, just like that, a stone slab about the appearance of the old hell slowly appeared in front of Bai Mo and the others.

It is simple enough, even a little abstract, there are many patterns, you have to ask Gu Ming Dijue in white ink to know what she is painting.

A master of abstract art.

Coupled with the divine pen of Gu Mingdi Lian, there is quite the style of an impressionist master, which can be called the perfect combination of classicism and modernism.

In this respect, the sisters are indeed a match made in heaven.

However, no one could have imagined that when a thousand years later, when everything in the world of the old hell had come to naught, people could only rely on this stone tablet like a child’s graffiti to silently hang on the former underground city.

“Okay, good work guys.”

Anyway, at this moment, Bai Mo finally had a general impression of the old hell. From this point of view, Gu Mingdi Jue can also be regarded as a great contribution.

The military medal of hell reconstruction, half of her!

The rest of the thing is to follow the appearance of this old hell, first make the design of a new hell according to the gourd drawing, and then find a place to build this new hell!

“Sounds like fun.”

Gu Mingdi Lian blinked a pair of cute big eyes, and the expectant expression on his face said it all.

Build hell or something… She also wants to go.

However, to Gu Mingdi’s surprise, this time, she didn’t have to slip away in advance.

“Go if you want.”

Gu Mingdijue’s voice sounded so surprising to Gu Mingdijue.

“Sister, sister?”

Looking at Gu Mingdi Jue’s still majestic expression, Gu Mingdi almost thought that she had auditory hallucinations.

How could her sister let her go out alone?

However –

“When it’s time to come back, just come back as soon as possible.”

Gu Mingdi Jue forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, and still pretended to be majestic, if nothing happened:

“You’re my sister!”

“You’re going to be fine, are you?”

She seemed to be convincing Gu Mingdi Lian, and she seemed to be convincing herself.

And after a moment of hesitation –

“Wha-”

Gu Ming Di Lian directly put his head on Gu Ming Di Jue’s face and kissed him fiercely.

“Sister-sama is the best!”

“I like my sister the most!” _

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