Yaoguang placed his hand on Rong Ting's chest.
Rong Ting said that he was a ghost.
The beating from his palm told Yaoguang that as long as his unhidden heart was ripped out and his immortal soul was destroyed, even a god would not be able to survive.
Xiang came from the heart, and at that moment, Yaoguang really wanted to take action.
The nails on her fingertips quickly lengthened, scratching Rong Ting's clothes and his pale skin.
"Uh."
The heart-gnawing pain hurts even a god.
"You'll be in pain too."
Yaoguang stopped, her nails still digging into Rong Ting's chest.
She looked at Rong Ting with an almost innocent look, smiling infatuatedly.
The severe pain in Rong Ting's chest seemed to be just for a moment.
He looked at her and smiled the same innocent smile.
"Yao Guang, don't be impulsive.
This old man is not very good, but he does love you very much."
Jian Fan was so anxious that his head was spinning, but looking at the whole thing, it was really Rong Ting who did not do the right thing.
She had nothing to say rationally about many things, so she could only play the emotional card.
"Who are you?"
Yaoguang's voice suddenly appeared.
She heard it.
She actually heard it.
"Don't worry about who I am, but Rong Ting really loves you.
You see, in your previous life, you were a young lady named Fu'er.
So, his character is so inconsiderate, but every time he Everything is for your own good."
Jian Fan exaggerated the story that they were not together in the previous life, which made people cry and made her mouth dry.
"Besides, he is willing to give his heart to you."
Jian Fan said.
She did not tell Yaoguang the scene in which the young lady was depressed and died miserably in the end.
This might be too much, but Jian Fan still couldn't hold it back.
There is no completely fair statement in this world, so I just want a relative answer.
"In other words, I have been harmed by him in one life, and he is going to destroy me in the second life."
Different people often focus on different angles.
Jian Fan emphasized their love, and Yaoguang grabbed another pigtail of Rong Ting, and she suddenly became more ruthless.
His fingers retracted and his nails turned in Rong Ting's flesh, causing Rong Ting to groan again.
"Stop talking," Yaoguang yelled.
Her eyes were bloodshot and she stared at the smiling man in front of her.
"Rong Ting, Yaoguang and Fu'er, which one do you like?
Which one do you really like?
Are you kidding?
"I" she doesn't love him, but her pride doesn't allow her to be a substitute.
A sharp sound hurt her eardrums.
Jian Fan covered his ears and knelt on the ground.
Rong Ting eagerly fell in love with a girl who could crow as fiercely as a rooster.
Jian Fan's expression was slightly painful.
"Xiao Fanfan, are you okay?"
The familiar aroma of wine wafted over, and Jian Fan looked up and saw the familiar eyebrows and the white jade wine glass he handed over.
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Well, why did she sleep in Rong Nan's arms?
When she thought about it, she hit the ground hard.
Jian Fan said "Oh, oh, oh, oh" while sipping the small wine that Rong Nan continued to put to his mouth.
He didn't expect to get up for a long time.
It was so comfortable to drink Ananda's wine.
"The little girl is so cute."
Rong Ting applauded.
His face was pale, of course, hell, it was normal to be pale.
The last white pillar behind him turned into ashes in an instant, silently, not as heroic as the first three brothers.
The cold ashes stuck to Jian Fan's face, and she heard the word "thank you".
"Wait, how on earth did I pass this level and no one can explain it to me?"
Jian Fan was really confused.
There were inexplicable levels and inexplicable gatekeepers, and then she passed them inexplicably.
Why is this process so baffling?
"You did what my uncle wanted you to do, Xiao Fanfan.
This level is very flexible.
You must make the choice that the gatekeeper asked you to make in your limited time to be considered correct.
First The first time, you had to avoid the demon fruit.
The second time, you emphasized Rong Ting’s love.
You fulfilled all the requirements by mistake, Xiao Fanfan.”
Just because a man doesn't explain or speak doesn't mean that the whole scene won't be explained.
What kind of perverted level is this?
Who knows what you are thinking?
Jian Fan roared in his heart, but his face remained calm and his eyes wandered around for a few times.
After walking around for a few times, Jian Fan realized that the place they were in was no longer the main hall before, but more like a girl's boudoir.
On the huge mahogany bed, there was a complete set of red clothes, but she didn't wear it.
The newlyweds.
"Ananda, it was my fault that I had a falling out with you all.
How are my brother and sister-in-law?"
The man touched the wedding dress, showing a faint smile and sadness.
Rong Ting is a ghost and Ananda is also a ghost.
However, Rong Ting looks like a senior cadre, while Rong Nan is a "convenient".
They also have the surname Rong, how come they, Ananda, are so miserably miserable.
Jian Fan, who didn't know the situation clearly, was imagining on his own.
"They left happily.
I took over my father's position."
Rong Nan didn't specify, but both men knew what they were talking about.
"They are serious, and you kid won't say anything.
Ananda, look, I prepared this set of clothes for you and your little girl.
Do you like it?"
After a brief melancholy, the man pointed to the gold set.
The red wedding robe wrapped in silver makes it difficult to say.
"I made a gesture just now.
There is no need to change the little girl's clothes and figure."
Rong Nan glanced at the wedding robe.
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It was made of silk threads drawn from the finest ice and snow crystals.
The appearance was crystal clear and cool, and the accompanying snow fox fur was used on the inside.
The fiery red color of the fur penetrated the snow lines, making it look like Like a red robe.
It's cold outside and hot inside, so it's just the right temperature to wear on your body.
"You really didn't come out in vain."
Those jewelry are also of high quality, very thin and light, and will not put a burden on the head and wrists.
Rong Ting, who spends money like water, will one day realize that he wants to make money, and Rong Nan can't help but think highly of him.
Rong Ting smiled and said nothing.
He picked up a men's robe of the same material, compared it with Rong Nan, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Ananda still hasn't changed.
Very good.
I'll leave all these things to you.
By the way, Ananda, I also left a portion for Ajan."
Who is A Jian?
A Jian often appeared in the conversations between them.
Xiao Weihan also mentioned this person when he and Rong Nan quarreled before.
Jian Fan blinked and didn't think much.
Seeing that both Rong Ting and Rong Nan were quiet, she quietly raised her paw and said, "Well, brother, who do you like?"
Everyone has the tendency to gossip.
After watching the play for so long without telling her the result, she felt like a cat scratching her paws.
From the looks of it, Rong Ting is at least an open-minded person.
Jian Fan asked without fear of death.
"What's your name?
Big brother.
Xiao Fanfan, you should call him uncle."
When Rong Ting opened his mouth, Rong Nan suddenly spoke up and covered up his voice.
Jian Fan was stunned and didn't hear a single word Rong Ting said. .
"Little uncle" Jian Fan rolled her eyes and spoke crisply.
Well, Ananda said whatever he said.
She just didn't ask the question.
"Ananda, I'm fine.
Speaking of which, tens of millions of years have passed since that incident, and I've let it go.
Sorry, don't look at me like that, I just didn't remember the time correctly."
Rong Ting patted Rong.
Difficult shoulders, this scene should be named the cordial exchange between two old ghosts.
The wine in the wine glass refilled itself after a while.
Rong Nan could not retract his eyes and stared at his own wine glass instead.
He raised his head to drink, and the crystal wine dripped down his chin and slipped into his clothes.
Here, it is called uninhibited.
Jian Fan stared blankly.
Rong Nan's face exudes great charm all the time.
Even if she looks at it every day, she won't get used to it.
It had been a long time since Rong Di had been put in front of her like this.
When he would do this kind of romantic behavior that only cares about himself, his mood would be either very good or very bad.
Jian Fan felt that Rong Ran was very sad now.
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She walked up to him.
Just because he couldn't touch him didn't mean she couldn't express her concern.
The slight and weak movement of leaning said it all.
Rong Nuan touched the top of her hair.
"You are not like her."
Rong Ting said to Jian Fan, "Little girl, I originally thought you were similar to her, but you are stronger than her.
I feel relieved that you are with Ananda."
Rong Ting returned to the mahogany bed and raised the golden phoenix crown, which was inlaid with a pearl as big as an egg.
He pointed it out to Jian Fan deliberately, and then violently removed the pearl.
Jian Fan just wanted to stop someone's destructive actions.
How could she be so destructive after giving her the treasure?
But when the pearl was removed, the already delicate and dazzling phoenix crown looked even more beautiful, as if the luster had been deliberately suppressed before. .
When Rong Ting put the phoenix crown and wedding clothes together again, the clothes and jewelry seemed to be an original set.
"Ananda, catch it.
Aren't you here just for this little thing in my hand?"
Rong Ting threw the pearl to Rong Nan without hesitation.
Rong Nan put it away before Jian Fan could see it clearly. .
She sighed regretfully.
"Thank you."
It was difficult to accept it, but his expression did not change.
He raised his head and took another sip of wine.
"By the way, there is you.
Little girl, what I actually love is neither Fu'er nor Yaoguang.
The only thing worth thinking about, I also gave it to you in the previous level."
Rong Ting wanted to laugh, but I found that my muscles were stiff and it was difficult to smile.
The response came so quickly.
He was a little unhappy, feeling that he had been carelessly tricked again.
"Then who do you love?
You treat Fu'er and Yaoguang like this, pretending to be deeply in love with no regrets, but you say you don't love anyone.
Uncle, are you being a beast by doing this?"
Rong Ting suddenly Jian Fan stopped talking and didn't speak for a long time.
Jian Fan glanced at Rong Nan who had been drinking in confusion and asked Rong Ting.
"How can he be so affectionate and unrepentant?"
Rong Rong's voice was very vague, but at least he could still hear it clearly, "He fell in love with someone he couldn't get.
Even a hair is a treasure.
He is deeply affectionate.
Not alive."
"What I fell in love with was the first god of heaven and earth.
Unfortunately, in mythology, her achievements were great and she was widely praised.
However, when she made the move to mend the sky, she had already She was seriously injured.
She used her immortal power to make a bet, and then she lost."
Rong Ting raised his wrist, and the black silk on his wrist was particularly obvious.
The first god of mending the sky "Nu Wa has a husband."
Jian Fan said in surprise.
Rong Ting didn't say anything cryptic, she could easily guess it.
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It is recorded in Duyi Zhi that Nuwa and Fuxi went to the Kunlun Mountains and cursed: "If the sky agrees that my brother and sister are husband and wife, please unite all the clouds in the sky into one ball, or let them disperse."
The clouds merged, The two became husband and wife.
Rong Ting actually fell in love with a married woman.
Even though Nuwa is unparalleled and has the virtues of a great sage, it really doesn't make sense morally.
"So, Ananda said, I love even a hair.
After she left, a hair fell to the ground and became a human being.
I followed her through countless reincarnations until the soul in this hair dissipated and became that hair again.
A strand of lifeless hair."
Rong Ting stroked the black thread wrapped around his wrist, revealing Jian Fan's familiar tenderness in his eyes.
This feeling seemed to be an emotion she was accustomed to.
Where did you see it?
"Listen to Ananda, the little girl likes gold, so take away the floor tiles in this underground palace.
This side is white jade, and the other side is gold."
Rong Ting walked over and lay down on the big mahogany bed, closing his eyes as if tired. eyes.
"Just leave after you take it.
I will throw out all the people who broke in.
No one will stop you from digging for gold."
"Uncle."
Sometimes being drunk even after a thousand cups is a pain that cannot be relieved by drinking.
Rong Yan had already guessed something that he didn't want to believe, but the helpless hand that let them go confirmed it to him.
This guess.
"Don't be like this, Ananda.
The God of heaven and earth will naturally return to heaven and earth, and I can be with her forever.
Let's go, let's go.
The rest of you must get along well."
Jian Fan just lifted up a floor tile, and it turned out to be golden gold.
She looked up excitedly and found an unspeakable atmosphere between the two men.
"Uncle Ananda" "Little uncle, you shouldn't have said the last sentence to me."
Rong Nan sneered.
He waved his sleeves, and the entire floor tiles disappeared, and seawater began to seep out of the ground.
He put away all the red suits and wedding clothes.
"Xiao Fanfan, let's go."
He didn't look back.
It is difficult to lift the simple and traditional collar and it floats quickly.
Wherever they passed, they were like locusts passing through, leaving no grass behind.
Only then did Jian Fan realize that they had almost traveled through eighteen palaces, large and small, before reaching that room.
"Ananda, are you just leaving your little uncle there?"
she asked as she watched.
She quickly took her to the first palace, which was now very simple in comparison, and put away the floor tiles of the last palace.
"I said, is it really okay if we just leave our little uncle here?"
Rong Rong didn't answer.
She thought it was because of the strong wind and Rong Rong didn't hear clearly, so she asked again.
But how could Rong Yan not hear clearly?
He whispered in Jian Fan's ear, "The little uncle was already dead at the moment when Yao Guang took out his heart.
He turned from a ghost to a ghost.
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This underground palace was his life.
Now that the underground palace is about to collapse, he You can’t even become a ghost.”
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Author: Sorry, I've been a little busy these two days, so I put the first and second updates together today.
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Ananda: Please see the summary below.
A wonderful birthday party was ruined by an ancient ring.
After she put it on, she attracted a ghost husband who tried every means to scare her when they met.
From then on, she saw all kinds of ghosts, big and small, men and women, and she was provoking whomever.
She had to face ghosts every day.
Not to mention, this ghost husband is not only powerful, he can kill ghosts, he can also go to the hall, cook in the kitchen, and cook good food.
He can't say enough to her, he is gentle and devoted: