Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 1050 Flowers Blooming in the Underworld of Hell.

Chapter 1050 Flowers Blooming in the Underworld of Hell.

Dugu Xuejiao watched the female ugly operate like a tiger, her small body trembling wildly, she was a little speechless.

I must have been injured too badly, and my mind is still a little unclear.

Everything in front of me is not real!
Ruhua saw that the honored guest was so frightened that she couldn't speak, she really couldn't stand it anymore.

He stood up with a jerk, picked up the Huangquan crescent shovel behind him, and threw it directly at the ugly girl's head.

"You fucking shut up!"

It wasn't until the female ugly's head sank that Dugu Xuejiao regained some consciousness and pointed.

"Is she okay like this? Will..."

Ruhua waved her hand, as if she hadn't done anything just now.

"It's okay, don't worry about her, she's just sick as usual."

The corners of Dugu Xuejiao's mouth twitched, she couldn't figure it out, it turns out that bad luck can also get sick.

"What disease does she have? Why is there such a big difference between before and after?"

When we first met, Hengmei was cold and disgusted even if he took a second look.

How big is this? It's like turning into a ghost, flattering and acting like a baby.

Ruhua glanced at her secretly, stretched out her hand to stir her messy hair, and tried her best to look like an outsider.

"Maybe Aiwujiwu."

He only said this briefly, and then closed his mouth, with a profound expression that is not humane.

Love house and crow?

Dugu Xuejiao seems to understand but not understand. Could it be that there are people here who know her?

After thinking about it for a long time, my head hurts, so I just gave up.

She pointed to the glazed ball floating on the water and asked what was on her mind.

"What is this floating glazed ball? What is this place?"

Ruhua flicked her long grass-like hair, and opened and closed her blood-red lips.

"This is the Wangchuan River, the glazed ball in the water seals the last face of a person before death.

See the Naihe Bridge over there?After walking across the bridge and drinking Mengpo soup, I forgot everything, and this life came to an end.

Some people are happy, they are always happy when they are alive, and they have no nostalgia and no regrets about their lifetime.

Some people are sad, complaining that they died too early, and hating the injustice in the world, so their expressions turn grim.

There are also some people who don't care about life and death. They are muddled and muddling through life, and they are expressionless after death.

Everyone with different expressions was sealed in the glass ball and thrown into the Wangchuan River. "

Wangchuan River?
There really is such a place!
She had only seen it in ancient books before, and thought it was fabricated.

But since she was chosen as the messenger of the underworld, she actually had some doubts in her heart, maybe it really existed.

But now it was so unexpected that he was still floating on the Wangchuan River, strange and helpless.

If she told what she saw here, others would probably regard her as a lunatic.

Dugu Xuejiao stared at the glazed balls with different expressions, and couldn't help sighing.

"It turns out that when people come here after death, they will leave the last side of their lives, so why do I appear here?"

Ruhua seemed to love that withered grass for 10 minutes, so she teased it a few times with all kinds of flair.

"Well, I'm not very clear about this. I just came to Wangchuan to pick you up at the master's order. Maybe I'll see the master in a while. You can ask him."

master?Who on earth is it?

She knows nothing about this place, and the only connection is the voice that once chose her as the messenger of the underworld.

Dugu Xuejiao fell into deep thought, stroking the petals on her wrist vaguely with her fingertips.

She had counted just now, and the translucent petal of Xueguan was gone.

Thinking of the scene she saw before she fainted, Xueguan was lying in a pool of blood with her beloved.

Her long-cherished wish was not fulfilled, that man died, and so did she.

So, is this a punishment for yourself?
Only at this moment did she realize that if she failed to fulfill the long-cherished wish of others, it would come back to herself.

The female clown lost her head, and no one chatted with Ru Hua anymore.

Lonely as snow, he can only turn his eyes to Dugu Xuejiao, trying to establish friendship with the messenger of the underworld whom he met for the first time.

"Master Messenger, what do you think of the scenery here? Compared with the world, it's not bad at all.

Look at the picturesque scenery, is it fascinating everywhere?But why do you look sullen? "

Dugu Xuejiao turned her head and looked around, looking around, it was either yellow sand or black soil.

You can vaguely see the white bones laid on it, which is in stark contrast to the enchanting Manjusawa blooming on both sides of the road.

Perhaps it is these white bones that are turned into nutrients, nourishing the flowers, so that they grow so luxuriantly, the overwhelming red, like flames.

Ruhua didn't get her response, she still didn't give up, and started to talk like a lotus flower again.

"Master Messenger, do you think the Wangchuan River is beautiful? It stretches as far as the eye can see, boundless. You can't see such a wonder in the world, right?
Look, there is a glazed ghost face on it as a pendant, does it look like an inverted galaxy?The stars are everywhere, beautiful and beautiful, it is really a fairyland. "

Dugu Xuejiao followed his hand and looked at Wangchuanhe again.

The floating glass balls had different expressions, some smiled shyly at her, and some showed their fangs threateningly.

Some squeezed and collided with each other like a fight, and the originally transparent glass ball instantly turned into a blood ball, a bright red one, like a blood-red eyeball.

This motherfucker is also called Meilun Meihuan?

You are afraid that there is something wrong with your eyes!

Thinking of this, Dugu Xuejiao turned her head and took a careful look at Ruhua's eyes.

After reading it, I regretted it very much and couldn't help rubbing my temples.

There is really something wrong, the eyeballs are popping out!
Ruhua was so engrossed in watching her just now that she didn't pay attention when her eyeballs popped out, but she was still very calm when she was discovered.

Raising his hand to pat his eyeballs back, he pulled the dry grass and began to show off shamelessly.

"Master Messenger, do you think I am beautiful? Look at my white skin. I got it from Painted Skin Ghost. I heard that little girls in the world like white-faced scholars.

And my hair, isn't it beautiful too?The last time I went to Lock Soul in the World, I found that many people were chasing after a storybook, but it was very popular.

It just so happened that the sick and weak lady whom I wanted to lock the soul liked to read before she was alive, and when I took her down, I brought the book along with it.

I have studied it for a long time, and found that there is a character named Golden Retriever Lion King in the storybook who is very domineering, and the messy yellow hair is even more eye-catching.

So I spent a lot of coins and asked Painted Skin Ghost to do exactly the same hair for me. I really like it. "

The corners of Dugu Xuejiao's eyes twitched violently, and she felt that looking at her even more would hurt her.

Just dig out my eyeballs!

Ruhua talked for a long time, but found that she didn't reply, and poked her chin with one hand, as if she suddenly discovered something.

"Master Messenger, do you think that I am too beautiful, and you dare not look at me because you are afraid of embarrassing yourself?"

Dugu Xuejiao, who was so ugly to the point of being autistic by the ugly face that angered people that day: ...

as long as you are happy.

Ruhua was left to hang for another long time, and he finally found out that this envoy is really not good at talking and has some low self-esteem.

He was very considerate and didn't bother, only stretched out his hand and stroked the water from time to time.

For this, Dugu Xuejiao couldn't ask for more.

Although the female clown has lost her head, her body is holding on to the oars at the stern of the boat.

She and Ruhua, one in front and one behind, cooperated tacitly, and the dilapidated boat floated on the Wangchuan River in an orderly manner.

"arrive."

Dugu Xuejiao was in deep thought, when she was interrupted by Ruhua's voice, when she looked up, she had already reached the shore.

whoosh-

A black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the ugly girl's head flew back to her body, her wet hair sticking to her scalp, like a water ghost.

humming—

Originally, his head was facing his back, but was twisted by the female clown, and finally returned to its original position.

Seeing Dugu Xuejiao, she pushed back her long wet hair, raised her red lips, and smiled shyly.

"Sister, are you waiting for someone?"

Dugu Xuejiao walked towards the shore without looking back, her pace was much faster.

The ugly girl curled her mouth, shook her hair in aggrieved manner, bared her sharp fangs, and stomped her feet resentfully.

Seeing that she was about to lose her temper, she was slapped on the back of the head by Ru Hua, who followed her.

Cacha——

The head that had just returned to its original position turned half a circle, and ran behind again.

"Hurry up and go, and you will see the person you miss right away."

When the female ugly heard this, the fire in her heart dissipated in an instant, and she took small steps and chased after Dugu Xuejiao.

"Sister, wait for me."

When Dugu Xuejiao heard the whining voice, her small body trembled twice, but she didn't look back.

Ru Hua swished over and led the way.

Soon after crossing the Naihe Bridge, I walked to a tall building surrounded by a courtyard, which looked quite spectacular.

Dugu Xuejiao raised her head to look, but saw the three big characters of "Judge Hall" written on the pitch-black plaque.

This is the Hall of Judges?

Ruhua opened the courtyard door and smiled obsequiously at her.

"Master Messenger, go in quickly, the master has been waiting inside for a long time."

Dugu Xuejiao only glanced at him, then walked in.

The female clown jumped over and wanted to go in, but Ruhua grabbed her by the hair.

"Master and the messenger have something to talk about. Why don't you go in and have fun? If you want to see your sweetheart, just squat at the door."

The female ugly was so angry that her head was smoking, and she struggled a few times.

"I can't see clearly here, I want to get closer to him, it's hard for me to have a chance to get in touch with him!"

Ru Hua's eyeballs stared and popped out again.

"Speak well, don't be a monster!"

The female clown threw him away, stretched his neck several feet in an instant, and slipped in through the crack of the door.

"Don't fucking meddle in your aunt's business, or you'll be killed!"

flowery:……

I'm too difficult.

Dugu Xuejiao walked into the yard and walked along the path made of bones. Before she reached the main hall, she was suddenly attracted by a figure not far away.

The man was dressed in white like snow, with a long body standing in the middle of the fiery Manjusara, and his face was soaked with lonely light.

He looked at himself quietly, his black hair loose, a little crimson between his brows, and his lips were dyed like the bright red juice from Manshu Shahua.

Dugu Xuejiao's footsteps stopped, her heart beat faster, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

He is a flower that blooms in the underworld, layers upon layers of complicated flowers flutter with the wind, sending his clear voice.

"Sister."

(End of this chapter)