Lu Jiuque's face was confused, coupled with pitiful eyes, he could see that Emperor Shifang's heart was so soft.

He reached out and pinched his cheek, and then took her hand, reluctantly: "Forget it, you can't think of any way, you just need to think about how to convince Nabodhi." ”

The young man's slender palm turned, clasped with her ten fingers, and when her face turned crimson, an extremely faint but bright smile was revealed, which made Lu Jiuque in a trance for a while.

Since when did the Great Demon King's smile actually have a slightly drunken effect?

That's really ...... It's too cunning.

She couldn't get a trace of anger at his tricks.

By the time Lu Jiuque came back to his senses from this amazing smile, they had already stepped into another green space.

The lines in the air ripple like water waves.

What followed the breath into Lu Jiu's heart seemed to be no longer the breath of life that accompanied death, but a more ancient, barren and mysterious breath.

When I looked up, I was greeted by a deep turquoise.

Boundless, wandering in the waves, as if in the vast and vast deep sea.

Lu Jiuque was stunned, and at a glance he found that there was a food shortage in the middle of this greenery, and the small sprouts were incompatible with this world.

However, a vigorous and reckless Bodhi branch was entrenched around it, but it was strangely harmonious, as if it had been the beginning of the ancient famine, and they were like this, killing each other.

As soon as he "saw" Lu Jiuque and Emperor Shifang, Shi Huang immediately jumped up, "Why did you two come here!" ”

Bodhi also swayed his branches gently, as if he was a little surprised.

It has already erased the memory of this little milk baby, why is it useless?

And...... How did they find here?

Because of this little milk baby?

No way...... Even if she is Lu Chuchen's descendant, she can't break through this last prohibition.

Could it be because of this silver-haired boy......

At this time, Bodhi realized that he couldn't see through the essence of this silver-haired boy at all.

Nothing, chaotic, obscure, empty......

As soon as the Bodhi branches and leaves moved, a flower grew in the vast space.

With the approach of Bodhi, at the speed of encompassing the common people, brewing, growing, prospering, withering......

Lu Jiu's pupils shrank fiercely.

This time she was sure she was absolutely not dazzled!

The picture that hit her soul once again spread out like a picture scroll of mountains and rivers in a prosperous era......

It turns out that when Bodhi moves, it is the cycle of life and death, and it is the cycle of withering and glory.

The moment the top branches and leaves were about to touch the Emperor Shifang, a white frost mist suddenly rose, freezing Bodhi's leaves at once.

As if it didn't feel pain, it let the leaves wither and shatter, and the heavenly sound came from the other side......

"No way?"

These two simple words seem to contain a deep meaning.

Lu Jiuque frowned, turned around and stopped in front of Emperor Shifang, bowed and said, "Senior, I'm very sorry, it's the junior who must come over to see you, and it has nothing to do with my friends." ”

Bodhi then set his eyes on Lu Jiuque's body again.

She didn't have a trace of embarrassment or uneasiness, and her beautiful inky eyes were imprinted with this piece of greenery, as if there was a sea of emerald flowing under her eyes, giving rise to long waves.

Bodhi seemed to see the boy again, the unbridled and dashing, love-and-hate boy......

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