This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Mochi's eyes were full of jokes.

It's just that this look didn't last long, and his handsome face darkened.

"Don't hit me up."

Xiao Jue looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "I haven't spoken yet."

"Your eyes betray you!" Mo Chi rolled his eyes.

Xiao Jue smiled, "No hurry, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run, and we will talk about it after Yi'er comes back."

Mochi snorted.

When he was about to leave, he paused and said, "Where is Yun Chao? If Old Bichi goes crazy, will he threaten Yun Chao?"

Xiao Jue rubbed his eyes, "I have to be on guard."

in the ten worlds.

Tsing Yi felt the many dust mustard seeds floating around.

Mind drowning in it.

Incarnation of chaos, how to do this last step?

Tsing Yi squatted in nothingness, digging his forehead.

"The old white-faced said that the one who was closest to chaos back then was Nuwa's elder sister, and anyone who squeezed mud could create a human world..."

Tsing Yi muttered to herself, "The eldest sister is holding so many mud people, so her hands are not tired..."

She rubbed her chin, and Nuwa made a man out of clay.

And she resurrected people by gathering the ministers in the world of the ten directions, condensing their forms, and endowing them with flesh and blood with the power of chaos.

It's not much different from that of Nuwa's eldest sister.

The eldest sister pinches the mud, she pinches the dust, it's all craftsmanship anyway.

Tsing Yi suddenly regretted that she should read more when she was young...

How does it become chaos?

She has completely refined the world of the ten directions, and all the dust that enters this world is at the mercy of her, so what is missing?

Tsing Yi sat cross-legged in the void, with elbows on knees, chin on hand, and the other hand swaying like a mosquito.

The motes circled her fingers like pugs.

After a while, it transformed into a human form and then dissipated on its own.

Tsing Yi looked at the dust, her beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed.

Sit up slightly.

Chaos is gathered by dust, and everything in the world is condensed by mustard seeds.

In order to transform into chaos, don't you want to make yourself into dust first?

to zero?

Tsing Yi was in a flash, she plucked out a hair, and bit by bit crushed the blue silk into fine dust.

Then try to restore these motes to their original appearance.

I don't know how time has passed in the world of the ten directions, Tsing Yi stared at his fingertips, and unconsciously, beads of sweat rolled from his forehead.

Drop by drop.

Falling into nothingness, turning into dust.

Suddenly, a hair appeared and wrapped around Tsing Yi's fingertips.

Tsing Yi's lips twitched and she stood up slowly.

She rubbed the strand of hair in her hand, the corners of her mouth drooped down, and she rolled her eyes:

"Chaos Chaos... If you don't break it, you can't stand up, **** you, this is to let the old lady kill herself first, and then pinch herself out?!"

"moron!"

Go home and let these motes play by themselves!

...

On the first day Tsing Yi was away, no one thought of her.

The son is cultivating, and the man is in the calamity of the gods.

The day after Tsing Yi was gone, no one thought of her.

The world has experienced an unusual night, this night, the memory tampered with by Qiong Yu was completely corrected. Throwing away the brainwashing bag, the Terran knew the truth.

The golden bodies of Qiong Yu and He Shu were rebuilt again and turned into little wooden figures.

There is one little wooden man in hand, and it is these two little wooden men who fight villains at the end of the street.

Otherwise, they will be thrown into the coffin and nailed to the coffin board.

On the third day that Tsing Yi was away, no one thought of her.

The army of the underworld rushed to the Jiuzhongtian, and tens of thousands of Yin soldiers under Ye Yan surrounded the gods.

The blood of the gods dyed the sky red, and the human race looked up to the sky.

"Yo, today's sunset is a bit beautiful..."

...

Tsing Yi's absence... The ghost knows how many days, someone finally started to miss her.

Qingjie Medicine House.

Fuguang was lying on the floor, looking up at the sky.

Like a fat salted fish basking in the sun.

Picking his belly button, he turned over.

"Why hasn't my mother come back?"

"Yo yo yo, who was still shouting that his mother was not there a few days ago, and that no one is fighting with him?" Yuan Yuan walked out of the medicine hut.

Master Fuguang raised his head and glanced at him, "Yuanyuan, are you itchy?"

Yuan Yuan shivered and muttered: "You will bully me, try to bully your father and brother?"

"Persimmons are soft, I'm not stupid, of course I'm bullying you!"

Yuan Yuan sat down beside him and glanced at the room behind him.

After Tsing Yi left, Yun Chao began to retreat, and no one knew what was going on inside.

During this time, the Six Realms were turbulent.

Emperor Zheng cleaned up the realm of the gods, but Xiao Jueye Yan and even Mochi were not idle.

The most terrible thing is that the old Bichi of Heshu never disappeared, as if he had disappeared from this world.

"Everyone is busy now. You are the most leisurely day and night, so you don't feel sorry for your body?"

Yuan Yuan poked his belly.

Fuguang jumped up from the ground, raised his head and said, "You don't know how good the young master is, why do you want to try it again?"

He clenched his little fist.

Yuan Yuan shrank his neck.

"What about Yun Chao? What's going on with him inside?"

"My brother is biting the bullet."

Fuguang pouted and said, "Don't bother! Have you done the work that daddy gave you? Did you extract the blood essence of the old lady's skin from Crane Comb?"

"It's coming soon. I just thought of a way this morning. Why don't you come out and see how Yun Chao is doing?"

After Yuan Yuan finished speaking, he stood up and twisted his neck.

"I'm going to the underworld to find your father. You take care of me here. Don't let anyone get close to my medicine house."

"I know, get out of here!"

Fuguang said and waved his hand to urge him to leave.

After Yuanyuan left, Fuguang lay back again and picked up his belly button.

The little fat baby yawned several times, and suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Fuguang, why are you sleeping here?"

Fuguang suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw three people standing by the bamboo forest.

Miaomiao and Bai Fengyin walked over, followed by a woman with a cold face and a frosty face. She was proud of her posture and indifferent. It was her sister Bai Fenghou.

Fuguang opened his mouth slightly and jumped to meet him.

"Uncle Liushui'er, why are you here?"

"The situation in the demon world has been decided. I want to talk to my big brother in person about some things. I just brought your little aunt and they have not been to the underworld, so they came together."

Fuguang looked at Miaomiao with a smile.

"But this is the Qingjie..."

"It's Qingjie, it's not like I haven't been here before." Miaomiao stared at him strangely.

Going forward, all of a sudden.

Fuguang changed his aura, and his short, chubby body suddenly became taller and slender.

The cute appearance turned into a coquettish and handsome state, and suddenly attacked and killed the three of Miaomiao.

"You have been to the Qingjie, but this place, you can never come in!!"

"who are you!!"

The monstrous demonic energy emanated from Fuguang's body, and his **** eyes were filled with blood.

For a moment, Miaomiao and the three of them stood on the spot, unable to move.

Seeing that his palm knife was about to pierce Miaomiao's chest, at a critical moment, a jade hand came out and grabbed his wrist.

Fuguang looked at the person who came, and the evil spirit in his eyes dissipated, and said in surprise: "Mother!"