This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Tsing Yi really thought that Di Zheng was dead.

After all, with the ruthless temperament of He Shu, he would never leave a character who betrayed him by his side.

Not only did he survive.

Let's look at the situation, under the nose of He Shu again, there is a second collaborating with the enemy and treason.

This kid has great patience!

As expected of a smiling tiger!

Tsing Yi didn't know what the Wuyou Secret Realm looked like. After Xiao Jue took her there, Tsing Yi was a little surprised.

This so-called worry-free secret realm was actually built from the ruins of the exiled land!

Tsing Yi was quite surprised by Ye Yan's use of this waste.

She thought that the rotten land had already been completely destroyed, but there are still remnants.

"After all, it is the tomb of the gods. Although I used the power of the gods to completely break the seal and shackles, I destroyed the bones of the gods in the tomb..."

"But the ashes of the gods are a bit nutritious after all."

Xiao Jue said with a smile.

Tsing Yi blinked, "So that worry-free secret realm is to dance on the graves of the gods."

This describes...

Xiao Jue pondered a little, coughing, but it was quite appropriate.

To the worry-free secret realm.

This place is completely different from the place of exile made of blood and cold iron in Tsing Yi's impression.

Quiet and peaceful, it really is like a paradise.

After walking a few steps, I saw an elegant building, and a man in a black robe judge's uniform walked out.

Tsing Yi frowned.

Oh, why is this fellow in there.

The black-robed judge in the original Tsing Yi Temple, fell cold.

Tsing Yi had looked for this guy when he returned to Yin Si, but Ye Yan said that he had transferred him away, so Tsing Yi did not ask any further questions.

After coming back for so long, this is the first time I have seen my old team.

The master and servant looked at each other for a while.

Luo Han blinked his eyes expressionlessly, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand.

Tsing Yi stared at his paw for a while, then reached out to hold it.

Xiao Jue frowned, a little unhappy, what hand do you hold?

Even more unhappy than him was Luo Han, who retracted his hand like an electric shock, and kept wiping it behind his back, as if he had just held a piece of shit.

"Are you looking for a draw?" Tsing Yi asked sincerely.

"I want money." Luo Han's brow wrinkled enough to kill a mosquito: "You disappeared for five hundred years, and you didn't give me your salary before you left. How much do you owe me, Li Gunli, do you know, Your Majesty? "

hey, it needs money...

Tsing Yi was really **** off by him!

Wang Bagaozi, even if this world has changed, I am afraid that the virtue of this guy's death to ask for money will not change!

"Fuck you! You didn't work for the old lady for the past five hundred years. Go and ask Ye Yan for money!"

Tsing Yi kicked him far away.

Luohan got up from the ground and snorted twice, "I knew you were going to default on your debt!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went into the room. The moment he turned his back, there was a little more smile in his eyes, and even his footsteps became a lot lighter.

Tsing Yi was very unhappy standing on the spot with his hips akimbo.

"Why do you keep that thing that asks for money? Why didn't you cut it to death in that war!"

Tsing Yi cursed angrily and jumped.

A faint laughter came from behind:

"I haven't seen you for many years, Aunt Wang is still so lively."

With this clear and comfortable tone, with a familiar tone, Tsing Yi stopped jumping and followed the reputation.

The man was wearing a goose-yellow gown with a luxurious eastern jewel crown on his head, which was much more graceful than in the past.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that smiling handsome face.

Like the scenery of the moon, the breeze is in the arms.

This face is still so pretty.

The former emperor, Di Zheng!

"You're still jumping around, this seat is also surprised." Tsing Yi said without changing his face.

Di Zheng walked forward with a smile, his eyes circled her face with interest, his brows slightly drooped, and he sighed and said:

"My little nephew thought that Aunt Wang was going to surprise my little nephew that he was still alive."

Tsing Yi giggled, "Look at what you said, it seems like you had a lot of friendship in the past."

"Anyway, they were allied."

"It's because of your alliance that you lose."

"Is this the responsibility of the little nephew alone?"

"The ugly one is fully responsible."

The two of you speak to me.

Di Zheng sighed and touched his face, "Young nephew asks himself if he looks good, not worse than Uncle Beiyin."

Xiao Jue glanced at him lightly, "People have self-knowledge."

Di Zheng giggled, "Anyway, my nephew is not a human being."

Only then did Tsing Yi notice Di Zheng's right hand.

That hand was abnormally cold white, something was wrong no matter what.

Di Zheng noticed Tsing Yi's eyes and suddenly smiled.

I grabbed a finger of my right hand, and I just broke it, and I broke the finger directly...

The scene was silent for a moment.

Trapped in an eerie atmosphere.

Di Zheng's broken finger did not bleed.

"Why is Aunt Wang not responding at all?" Di Zheng looked disappointed.

"What kind of response do you need? Anyway, your hand is also a prosthetic, and it won't hurt to break it." Tsing Yi said expressionlessly.

Di Zheng giggled again, "I really don't feel sorry for my nephew at all."

Tsing Yi rolled her eyes, she has a bad relationship with you, and feels sorry for your dry hair?

Di Zheng handed the finger over, "Do you want to eat it? It's made of lotus root. It's very sweet."

"Eat lotus root?" Tsing Yi's expression was indescribable. "You are also a Heavenly Emperor. What Nezha did you learn, but you don't have any good materials to forge a better prosthesis for yourself?"

"Are you pretending to be a squeamish girl, or are you bringing your own dry food?"

I haven't heard these sharp words for a long time, and they were suddenly run on for a while.

Di Zheng still misses it.

"This lotus arm can be reconnected even if it is broken, but it is better than ordinary instruments."

Di Zheng said that and took the Duan Er Duan finger back.

Tsing Yi watched silently without saying a word.

She remembered that one of this kid's strongest abilities back then was his self-healing power.

Even if his arm is cut off, it can grow back.

But now it seems...

Tsing Yi reached out and pulled his collar to the side, and sure enough, he saw a neat red line on his neck.

The skin down from the neck was an abnormally cold white.

"You really only have one head left?"

"No." Di Zheng shrugged, but his face was thoughtful.

Tsing Yi was a little moved by his 'Lotte' spirit.

With only one head left, can you still laugh like this?

big heart.

"It seems that it's still useful to look good. That old woman He Shu just liked your face, so she kept your head, right?" Tsing Yi sighed.

"That's right, isn't she greedy for the face of our uncle Beiyin?"

In such a yin and yang dialogue between the two, the wicked mother-in-law did not ask for warmth, and the nephew of the Emperor of Heaven did not feel the slightest sadness.

It seems that they are not talking about each other, but are cold-hearted and heartless.

Di Zheng looked at Xiao Jue with a smile: "The blue face is a disaster."

Xiao Huanshui rolled his eyes.

He looks good and commits a crime?