His lifespan is over, so he kisses Bai Wuchang at the beginning

He is obviously very weak, but he always feels that there is a prehistoric force in his body.

"Xiaoya, are you serious?"

Yue Bing is a normal person, okay?

No one would say that someone like Wang Xiaoya is not tempted.

It would be the dream of many men if these legs could be carried on their shoulders.

But the two were so familiar that Yue Bing always felt that she had not grown up and was still a child.

And he doesn't know what the girl thinks.

It would be much easier if he could be with Wang Xiaoya, and the running-in period would be avoided.

Dowry is not required.

It’s just a matter of moving from one room to another!

"Do you think I'm joking with you?"

"You can even touch that old woman, do you think I'm not as good as her?"

"Yue Bing, let me tell you, you can be with her, but if you want to marry her, you don't even think about it."

The corner of Yue Bing's mouth twitched, what kind of logic is this.

"Why can't you get married?"

Wang Xiaoya suddenly felt lost: "When you get married, you will move out, and you will have your own home and someone you want to protect."

"What will I do when the time comes?"

Wang Xiaoya's eyes were red, this was what she had been worried about.

If we can't be together, we will be separated sooner or later.

For so many years, she has long regarded Yue Bing as her own.

"You promise me one thing, okay?"

She suddenly looked up at Yue Bing, and said with piercing eyes.

"You said."

Yue Bing reached out to help her wipe away the tears, but Wang Xiaoya grabbed his hand and held it in his hand.

"If you can't marry me, you can't marry anyone else."

Yue Bing choked for a moment.

"Then it's okay if I marry you?"

Wang Xiaoya shook her head, and put the hand holding him on her face.

He said softly: "I have a feeling that I will leave you."

Wang Xiaoya has never used a facial mask, but her fair face is like a lychee that has just been peeled.

Smooth and white, moisturizing and elastic.

It’s also a little cool!

"What are you talking about? Why did you leave me so well?"

Wang Xiaoya sighed: "I don't know why, I always feel this way."

"It feels like in the near future, I will have to leave you."

"I'm afraid that when I leave, you will forget me. You will have other women and others to accompany you, and you will forget all about me."

Yue Bing's face became serious, and he promised: "No, I will not forget you, and I will not let you go."

A smile appeared on Wang Xiaoya's lips.

She rarely smiles, but she smiles beautifully.

It seems to have the radiance of divinity, like a fairy from heaven.

Even Yue Bing, who had been with her for so long, couldn't help but stare blankly.

Wang Xiaoya suddenly let go of his hand, and her eyes fell on the quilt he was covering.

She rolled her eyes, and a blush appeared on her face.

Then take the legs off.

Before Yue Bing had time to ask what was wrong.

She kicked off her shoes and stretched her bare feet into the bed again.

Yue Bing suddenly jumped up.

"Don't... don't pinch it, it's flat!".

Chapter 65 Boss, the idea is tricky, why don't we recruit? (ask for flowers, ask for evaluation votes)

The red sofa is like a pool of red blood.

There was a woman leaning on the sofa. Her black hair was like a waterfall. If she stood up, it could be dragged down to her white and straight calves.

A dark cheongsam supports a devilish figure.

Ah Cha shook the red wine glass in his hand, opened his small mouth and took a sip.

Wine stains on red lips.

For a moment, people couldn't tell whether it was wine red or her lips were redder.

Zhao Li stood aside with his head bowed silently, but his eyeballs were rolling around.

Pluto's silence made him feel uncertain.

You see, my eyes are almost blind, can't it prove that I am not his opponent?

Acha's noble eyes glanced at him, and a voice like nature sounded slowly.

"Zhao Li, do you think this king is stupid?"

Zhao Li's heart skipped a beat, and he said without hesitation: "My lord Ah Cha has boundless magic power, unparalleled beauty, cleverness, vivaciousness, cuteness, and beauty..."

"Okay, okay, shut up. It's just a few words that you keep talking about. Have you learned these words after hundreds of years?"

Ah Cha interrupted her with an impatient look.

Only Zhao Li in the entire underworld dared to talk to her like this.

Zhao Li grinned: "Hey, that means that my master, Ah Cha, has been so outstanding for hundreds of years!"

Ah Cha sneered: "I don't think I can see your little tricks? You are really capable of doing it!"

She pointed to her big beautiful eyes with a smile, and made fun of the panda eyes that Zhao Li made himself.

Zhao Li felt bitter!

If I had known that you would see through it, I wouldn't have fought.

Seeing her laughing, Zhao Li immediately said with a playful smile, "Hey, you can't hide anything from my master, Ah Cha."

"What are you laughing at? Who laughed at you?"

Ah Cha's face changed suddenly, and she put away her smile and cursed.

Zhao Li was choked and coughed.

If I can't beat you, look at Mr. Zhao, I won't give you a tutu!

Dead thirty-eight, crazy, yin and yang weird!

Can I laugh if you don't laugh?

Ah Cha looked at him meaningfully: "Are you scolding me for being crazy?"

Zhao Li squeezed out a smile and said with a smile: "How can I do that? I respect you so much, Lord Pluto, that you are famous in the underworld."

"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare, tell me, what's going on, why are you helping him?"

When Zhao Li came back with a black eye, Pluto knew it was him.

There were no injuries on his body, and his clothes were not torn. He only received a punch in the eye.

With this ability, Zhao Li can be beaten before he even realizes it. I'm afraid there is no such person in Yangjian.

Zhao Li also put away his hippie smile.

"This Yue Bing is a bit weird, I haven't found his soul yet."

Pluto looked at him calmly: "What do you mean?"

"The body and soul are one, and the soul is inseparable from the body. I have never encountered such a situation."

"I wanted to check the records in the book of life and death, but found that his page had been torn."

Zhao Li looked at Pluto, meaning why are you tearing up his page of information?

Pluto shook the red wine glass, took a sip and said, "That's right, I tore it up."

"Anything special?"

If there was nothing special about it, Hades wouldn't be able to tear that page out.

She must have seen something great on it, and she didn't want others to see it.

Pluto paused, waved his hand lightly and said, "It's nothing special, just tear it up if you're in a bad mood."

Zhao Li: "..."

Torn up to play?

You tore up the book of life and death?

You are awesome, you are capricious, you can do whatever you want!

The underworld belongs to you, what can I say as a part-time worker?

"If you can't get the soul hook, you can't forget it like this, right? Let a person who has reached the end of his lifespan continue to live without coming to the underworld to report."

"Where should I put my face in the underworld? Where should I put my face in Ah Cha?"

The room began to shake with Hades' cold tone, and Ah Cha's words and deeds could affect this underworld.

It's not the house that shakes, it's the whole underworld.

The little souls and ghosts in the underworld were trembling at this moment, feeling as if the sky was about to collapse.

Zhao Li hurriedly advised: "My lord Ah Cha, calm down. Although the idea is difficult, I have a good idea!"

If she gets so angry again, the underworld will shake her away.

But those souls ran out in disorder, and it was they, the ferrymen, who worked hard.

Pluto said coldly: "Say!"

"Recruitment!"

"Recruitment?"

Pluto's mood gradually calmed down, and the entire world of the underworld also returned to normal.

"Yes, how about working for my master Ah Cha like me? Isn't this a good idea?"

Pluto sneered, "Bad idea."

Li Zhao didn't talk back, but this was the best way he could think of.

"How can a living person be a ferryman? What else is it if it's not a bad idea?"

Zhao Li was taken aback for a moment, and actually forgot about this.

"Then why don't you let him be my consort?"

A living person cannot be a ferryman, because a living person cannot enter the underworld, so how can he bring his soul back.

The contracted person is the ferryman who signs a contract with the dead person, the contracted person helps the ferryman extradite the soul, and the ferryman gives the dead person the right to live.