Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

"Mother, the ghost gate is wide open today. Can I go to the ghost market? I heard Brother Hei Wuchang say that there are delicious sweets there." Banxia raised her head and asked Wangyou.

Wangyou nodded gently and said, "You go with Brother Heiwuchang, remember not to run around, you know?"

"Yeah, I know, mother~ I'll go now~" Banxia looked at the flower pot in her arms and said, "Mother, you can take care of it for me~"

Forget about worry and helplessly, he took the flowerpot and asked again.

Banxia soon went to find Heiwuchang, but on the bridge, all that was left was forgotten.

Today's Naihe Bridge is more sluggish than ever. The Wangchuan River is flowing slowly, and the bottomless river seems to swallow her.

Wangyou was holding the flowerpot, not knowing what he thought of, feeling deep and sorrowful.

"Patter"

A drop of tears slowly dripped from the corner of her eyes, dripped into the flowerpot, and blended into the soil.

At the same time, Shu Xiaomeng felt that there was a certain power around her, and that power was constantly squeezing her body, as if to squeeze her out.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

She stayed well in the soil, what would squeeze her out? !

"Host, it's time for you to sprout." No. 001 reminded that he couldn't see it.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

"Aren't you saying that the earth in the world can't make me germinate?" Shu Xiaomeng asked rhetorically.

"It is no longer the earth of the mortal world. Po Meng's sad tears have fallen into the soil. Now this earth is already sad." No. 001 explained in an unprecedented way.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

There is this kind of soil?

Shu Xiaomeng said that imagination limited her cognition.

But anyway, she is about to sprout!

Thinking of this, Shu Xiaomeng thought about sprouting and leaning out.

As she struggled to break through the ground, she heard a deep voice.

"I don't know why the girl is crying?"

Wangyou raised his eyes slightly to look at the person in front of him, no, it should be a ghost.

A long robe is added to him, and a long hair is randomly scattered on his body. His body leans forward slightly, with a hint of curiosity on his face, but more, it is gentle.

Wangyou's body was stunned for a moment.

"Girl?" The man yelled softly.

Wangyou only came back to her senses. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled lightly and said, "This yellow spring is very windy and it's lost."

Shu Xiaomeng:...

She didn't believe it even a flower, okay!

"Heh... Xiaosheng thinks so too." The man said so.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

Could this be the fabled sister!

Shu Xiaomeng poked out his little head, oh no, it should be his own branches and leaves.

Little branches emerged from the soil, acting as her eyes.

"Girl, dare you to ask what is this? It's emerald green, very pleasing." The man looked at Manzhushahua in the flowerpot and said.

After forgetting worry for a moment, he looked down at the flower pot in his hand. I didn't know when this Manzhushahua actually sprouted.

"This is the sacred flower of the Buddha world. It has not sprouted for more than a hundred years. Today, thanks to the blessing of the son, it has sprouted." Wangyou's voice was soft and soft, and it sounded that this person was very gentle.

When Gui Qing heard this, he gave a low laugh.

"The girl praised it highly. This magic flower must be carefully taken care of by the girl to sprout. How can it be related to me?"

Wangyou slowly shook her head, she looked at Gui Qing straightforwardly, her voice was low, but her tone was firm and said, "It's because of you."

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

Isn't she trying to germinate by herself!