Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

On the little face as white as jade, a pair of Phoenix eyes swept lightly towards the Junlan flower tree.

His face is neither sad nor happy.

No more ups and downs.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the petals on the tree fell down like snowflakes in winter.

It's like a petal rain.

Ice Jade's face finally had an imperceptible look.

Although it was fleeting, it was keenly detected by the Pluto.

He looked away and held out his hand. A petal fell into his hand. A gust of wind came and disappeared.

"Nangong Li is looking for his aunt Nangong brocade these days." Pluto suddenly said.

Princess Bingyu's body was still stiff, and then she smiled bitterly. She thought she could forget the past when she was silent in the dark. However, when she heard the name, she still couldn't calm down.

"Why did Pluto tell me about it?"

"You and I are well aware of the marriage between you and me. Princess Bingyu has her own heart. Qingxiu can't calm her heart for thousands of years. Then, don't you follow the trend?"

"What does it mean to follow the trend?"

"You have been worshipping in front of the Buddha for many years, but you still can't understand it. I think it's because you have too deep obsession."

Princess Bingyu stared at Pluto. This was the first time she looked at him seriously today.

Still dignified and handsome.

However, his expression, but more and more can not see through.

Bingyu had to admit that even ten thousand years ago, when he promised to marry her and bring her to the underworld, she couldn't see what he was thinking.

Now, even more so.

"Pluto's mind is more calm. Lord of the world, you did a good job."

"Ha ha..." Jiayan, the king of the underworld, chuckled, and his carved eyebrows were stained with a trace of softness. "It's not easy to get a compliment from Bingyu."

"Also... Thank you..."

"You're welcome." Jiayan's long black shirt seemed to be integrated with the night sky, but a faint light flashed through his star eyes. He slowly opened his mouth, "Nangong Sujin is now in the third layer of hell. She's looking for her husband and children. Tell her that her husband and children are not dead, and there's no soul in the underworld..."

Princess Bingyu looked at Jiayan, "why help me?"

"There's no reason, don't think about it." he paused and then said, "if you have to find a reason, you can only say that God's will is so, and I follow the trend."

Princess Bingyu leaned over jiayanfu, "Jiayan, thank you..."

"You go..." Jiayan said faintly.

Princess Bingyu took a deep look at Jiayan, flashed and sped away towards the third floor of hell.

Jiayan, the Pluto king, stood under the tree and didn't move for a long time.

There was nothing on his face. No one could see what he was thinking.

When he saw Princess Bingyu flying out of the underworld with Nangong Sujin, he turned around and showed up in front of him with a flick of his finger.

He walked slowly like a stroll.

Soon to hell.

He didn't know that the young man who was practicing hard in hell had something to do with the emperor.

Now, thanks to Xia Qingluo, he knows his true identity.

Looking at Feng Qing in the fire from a distance, Pluto knew that he would soon end his punishment.

He put his heart into the mantra, which melted the souls of the 800 practitioners.

And sent them where they wanted to go.