After Marrying the Evil God

Yun Qianxi's intuition is not good, so he can think about it again, what is there to be afraid of the two mortals.

Isn't she thinking that both of them will stay with her?

Yun Qianxi smiled charmingly again: "Mr. Fu...Ah!!!"

A terrible scream.

The pen in Qi Ye's hand turned in a circle, and the tip of the pen pointed at Yun Qianxi's face, marking a deep bone wound.

Yun Qianxi covered her face, and the blood dripped down her fingers. She was stunned and screamed hysterically: "Ahhhhh!!!"

Qi Baicha turned the pages of the book without raising her head: "Let her be quiet."

Qi Ye simply turned a sharp blade and cut her tongue: "Have you heard, don't disturb Chacha reading."

Yun Qianxi's eyes widened, staring at his tongue that fell to the ground with canthus, his mouth still made a hoarse "Ahhhhh" like a beast calling.

How could...her spells failed...

In the realm of comprehension, the weak and the strong eat the strong, and killing is commonplace. A female cultivator like her is incompetent in the eyes of a real master, and she is more than enough to deal with a few cultivators who practice Qi and build a foundation. She didn't know how many lives were killed, how many marriages were torn apart, and she was invincible in this mundane world.

The people here don't even have spiritual roots, her ability is enough to overlook sentient beings, she is the strong here.

But now, after a long absence, Yun Qianxi felt that he was so weak. Even if the **** of transformation stood in front of her, it might not be able to give her such a strong sense of oppression.

She provokes existence that should not be provoke.

Qi Ye took the knife and rubbed her face lightly: "No matter which world you are from, you have to abide by our rules when you come to our territory."

Qi Baicha raised his eyelids when he heard the words. He was obviously a regular god, and the husband asked what was going on with this black and astringent breath...

"Chacha, close your eyes." Qi Ye said.

The next scene is too bloody, tea tea is not suitable for watching.

Qi Baicha: "..."

He is a **** who has been a general and slayed on the battlefield. He has seen the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood. What's so terrible?

But he closed his eyes obediently. The husband feels he needs protection, so he will be guarded obediently.

The moonlight outside the window was dim, blood was splashing on the wall, and there was a terrifying growl and whimper in the room.

Qi Baicha sat quietly, holding a book, closing her eyes, her eyelashes never trembling.

He did not pity Yun Qianxi.

The mercy to the perpetrator is the trampling on the victim.

Not to mention--

How could he sympathize with something that covets Mr.

Qi Ye abolished her cultivation base, broke her whole body veins, and cut out a golden pill from her dantian.

He acted extremely ruthlessly, Cthulhu's style.

Yun Qianxi is a monk, his true age is several hundred years old. Without the cultivation base, the face immediately began to age, the smooth and delicate skin wrinkled into dry orange peel, from a glamorous woman to a dying old woman.

From now on, she will continue to experience the birth, aging, sickness and death of mortals, but with her current level of aging, she may die soon.

Qi Ye saw her lingering and panting, smiling and turning into a mirror to show her: "I keep your eyes to let you see you like this, and it's worth inviting tea to stay tonight?"

"We will definitely stay and take your life."

Not for justice, not for responsibility, Qi Ye's attack was purely out of revenge.

He had only needed to abolish her cultivation level, but who made Yun Qianxi's appetite too big, even hitting them with his ideas, and even tried to confuse Qi Baicha with that disgusting invitation.

No wonder Qi Ye disfigured her tongue and cramped again.

Yun Qianxi saw himself in the mirror clearly, as if he had seen a ghost, and passed out completely.

"She shouldn't be a person in this world, I will erase everyone's memories of her." Qi Ye got up, "As for killing her, stay in her hands and continue torturing, or throw her on the street. It's up to you to fend for itself."

He added: "She's alive soon."

When Qi Ye was doing all this, Yan Shihua was watching.

He didn't blink. This kind and elegant man watched Yun Qianxi's miserable end, but he still couldn't understand his hatred.

When he thinks of being bewitched by others in the past two years, sharing bed with the murderer who killed Suyun, neglecting the son that Suyun left him, and even fainting and almost surrendering his huge family business to others, he is even more so. Hate yourself.

What did he do...

What did he do!

Suyun is alive in the sky, so he can't be at ease even if he is afraid.

"I don't want to see her again." Yan Shihua turned his head away. He even looked at it with disgust.

"Okay." Qi Ye immediately packed and sent the person away, "Then I will pass her to the other side of the ocean."

He paused, and snorted: "There was a deviation in the location, and it was spread into the ocean."

The fish in the sea should thank him for delivering the meal.

Qi Baicha glanced at him, seeing through it without telling it.

Mr. is absolutely deliberate.

Qi Ye handled everything cleanly and didn't let Qi Baicha get a drop of blood.

Qi Baicha raised his hand, and the purification power of the Snow God restored the murder scene to its original state, and even the blood-stained walls became white and flawless.

Qi Ye looked at Yan Shihua who was desperate, and said with a rare consolation: "I've given you revenge."

Yan Shihua looked at the scene as if nothing had happened, covered his eyes and slowly smiled: "Okay, okay, revenge! Suyun, have you seen it? The person who harmed you finally won't die!"

He smiled happily.

Smiling and laughing but crying again.

The forty-year-old man sat down leaning on his desk, crying like a child.

The sorrow that had been two years late finally broke out at once, and the haunting memory of the past two years was so painful that his heart was broken.

"Yunyun..." In extreme sadness, Yan Shihua didn't even want to explore the identity of Qi Baicha and Qi Ye. They were obviously not ordinary people, but Yan Shihua didn't care about it anymore.

The person he cared about the most was gone.

What about the revenge, the lost person will never come back.

"It's all my fault, you've been away for two years..." Yan Shihua cried, "I didn't even think of you... and so to our Yuecen..."

Qi Ye calmly said, "That woman comes from the realm of cultivation, and she has performed magic tricks on you. It's normal if you can't remember it."

Qi Baicha glared at him and motioned to him to say a few words.

"..." Qi Ye changed his words again, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can help you clear the painful memory." Is this always doing good deeds?

Yan Shihua shook his head while crying: "I don't want it, I don't forget her. I have forgotten for two years, how can I forget her again."

"I said it would last a lifetime..." Yan Shihua choked up, "I can't be together for a lifetime, I will remember her for a lifetime."

If you can't be together for a lifetime, I will remember him for the rest of my life.

Both Qi Baicha and Qi Ye had such thoughts. Fortunately, they are all gods, and there is no need to experience this kind of separation of life and death, and many people in the world are not so lucky.

Qi Baicha and Qi Ye were not comforted. Qi Baicha didn't know how to console her, but Qi Ye didn't want to console her.

Obviously, this is not something that others can comfort.

Yan Shihua has been depressed for two years and needs such a vent.

He cried for a long time, and finally stopped a little bit. He looked up and saw the book in Qi Baicha's hand and cried so much.

Qi Baicha: "..."

"This book is Yunyun's high school mathematics textbook." Yan Shihua said with a gaze, "Yunyun and I were high school classmates. She was not good at math at that time. I was the math class representative in the class at that time. The teacher arranged us as At the same table, let me teach her math. I always think she is stupid, so she laughs at my poor English..."

Youth is a young age. At that time, male and female classmates would be shy even when they looked at each other. A teenager and a girl became a happy couple under the complementary arrangement of the teacher. They developed from friendship to love and became the child's father and mother.

"At that time, we always walked together after school. Her house was strict and the school caught her puppies. I didn't dare to send her to the door. I walked by her window every day after school. She was doing homework in front of the window and looked up to me. With a smile, I can have a good night's dream." When it comes to happiness, Yan Shihua also shows a faint smile on his face, as if this man to middle-aged man is still the handsome and upright boy.

"We also made an appointment to go to the university together, to the same university. College students in those days were very expensive, but we really did. The day I got the admission notice, I ran to her house excitedly. Her parents were not there, so I just I kissed her secretly, she didn't push away, I was as happy as something." Yan Shihua sniffed, "We were the most enviable pair of boy and girl friends in college. She was still the school flower at the time, chasing her. A bunch of bad guys were beaten away by me. After graduation, we started a business together and ate instant noodles in a rented house of a few square meters. On the day her parents agreed to get married, I happily set off firecrackers to celebrate, but finally forgot Since firecrackers cannot be set off in the city, I was chased three streets by the city management..."

"Such hard days have come..." Yan Shihua turned the yellowed math textbook, his nose sore, "Look. She hated mathematics in high school and didn't listen carefully to math classes. She wrote on math books in class, and Quietly move the book to me and let me reply, the words from that year are still there..."

Qi Baicha looked down.

The pencil traces are already very light, but you can still see the girl Juanxiu's handwriting and another mad grass belonging to a teenager.

——Yan Shihua, what the teacher said, I don’t understand.

——Han Suyun, of course you don’t understand when you have a brief run in class.

——But I don’t want to listen to the math teacher. I want to chat with you.

There is no more text.

Qi Baicha asked: "Why didn't we continue to talk?"

Yan Shihua raised his head and forced his tears back: "Then we were found by the mathematics teacher to make a runaway, and both went to the penalty station."

Originally a childhood sweetheart, two little guesses.

I love that even the textbooks and papers I have learned together decades ago are neatly folded and placed in a bookcase full of financial and business management books by Mr. Yan.

"Sorry, I've lost my mind." Yan Shihua whispered, "The two are also loved ones, and should be able to understand my feelings. I won't be short-sighted, even for my son, I can't leave him behind."

Qi Baicha expressed understanding.

They have different genders, and their cuteness is the same.

Qi Bai Tea Ceremony: "It's not that there is no turning point."

Yan Shihua's expression was shocked: "What did you say?"

"People cannot be resurrected from death, and no one can turn around." Qi Baicha said, "But Mrs. Zun's life is not exhausted, not a normal death, and her soul has not entered the cycle of reincarnation, and she is still wandering in the world. I just found Zun through this math textbook. Madam's soul is still in the world."

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God can sense where the soul is through personal objects. In the 493 world, the spirit **** also uses a hair to sense the existence of Qi Baicha. This math textbook belongs to Han Suyun, and it has the breath of Han Suyun. When Qi Ye dealt with Yun Qianxi just now, Qi Baicha kept her eyes closed, sensing Han Suyun's soul.

Han Suyun's soul is very pure, Qi Baicha can feel so fast.

Yan Shihua was full of energy.

"What do you mean?" Yan Shihua stood up in shock, people stopped crying, and his legs were not soft anymore, "Is it saying that Yunyun can survive? But, her body has been cremated..."

"Find a legal female corpse." Qi Baicha closed the book, "I will call upon the soul, and then use that golden pill to consolidate the soul, so that Mrs. Zun can return to life by borrowing the corpse."

The operation of borrowing a corpse is generally not allowed. But Han Suyun shouldn't have died so early, she should have had a happy life with Yan Shihua, she was changed her life forcibly by outsiders.

It was said that he was negligent, and the mess had to be cleaned up by himself. Qi Baicha rubbed his temples.

Yan Shihua was incoherent with excitement: "I, I will do it! Mr. Qi, no, Qi Daxian, you will be my father from today!"

Qi Baicha: "..." Not necessarily.

Qi Ye curiously said: "I have been a lonely ghost for two years, if it hadn't turned into a ghost, it would have been gone. Ordinary ghosts can't last so long in the sun, she is still there?"

If the soul is frightened, even the gods will be incapable of returning to the sky.

Qi Baicha said: "She has obsessions."

Qi Ye's tone rose: "Oh?"

"Just as Mr. loves me and can't let me go." Qi Baicha looked sideways at Yan Shihua.

"She also loves Mr. Yan and can't let him go."