The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

When Cang Ming opened his eyes, Qing Wu was already five steps away from him.

He looked at her and whispered, "I like the way you are when you are with my other self."

Qing Wu: "It's no use liking it."

Cang Ming moved his fingers and hummed, "Then I secretly like it."

Qing Wu looked at him with strange eyes. This shameless way of speaking was really... very Yantai.

She gathered her thoughts, glanced at the direction where Mu Aoxue had suddenly realized, and said, "If you want to go outside the domain, I have some things to tell you. For the next few days, I will leave my mother's job to you."

"it is good."

Qing Wu nodded. Before leaving, she hesitated for a moment, but still handed over a cloth bag.

Cang Ming took it, and inside the cloth bag were peeled walnut kernels.

"My Yantai likes to eat this," Qing Wu said coldly without looking at him, "Even though he won't die of starvation even if he starves for thousands of years, I don't want him to be damaged, so I'll give it to you."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Cang Ming was still looking at the walnut kernels in the cloth bag. He took out one, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, his mouth full of the aroma of nutty oil.

He liked it too.

"But this is another one I shelled for you." He murmured, "How cunning."

He ate walnut kernels and sat cross-legged on the spot.

Xuan Miaomiao popped his head out and looked at him curiously.

Cang Ming's gaze fell on it, and the god and the cat stared at each other for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Miaomiao's paws were suspended in the air and he picked her up by the armpits.

Xuan Miaomiao kicked his hind legs and meowed in confusion.

What is the stupid master going to do?

The next moment, Xuan Miaomiao was held in Cang Ming's arms.

The hug was a bit tight.

The sudden hug made Xuan Miaomiao flattered~

What happened to the stupid master?

Its meow sounds so sexy.

Cang Ming pressed its head down and said softly, "Be quiet."

He held her and felt her for a while, then murmured, "Is this what a hug feels like?"

Does it feel the same when you hug her?

It was obvious that another self of his could be intimate with her at will, and he used to be disdainful of that feeling.

But now, he wanted to tear off the veil of barrier and experience it personally and feel it carefully.

But I always can't feel it clearly.

Cang Ming looked at his right hand. When he held her hand today, she did not refuse. This seemed to be the first time that his skin touched hers.

There are dense silk threads in my palms, and I can still feel the same feeling as before.

There is also a tingling sensation in the heart.

Cang Ming curled his hands slightly. He always felt that he should be holding something in his hands. He had a strange feeling of emptiness.

He pinched Xuan Miaomiao's fat neck.

Xuan Meow Meow: Meow?!

Master, why are you pinching the back of my neck?

Cang Ming tilted his head.

The feel is still not right.

The feeling when I held Ah Ben was not right either.

He put Ah Ben down, his voice was light, but seemed to contain a little resentment.

"I want to hold her."

Xuan Miaomiao: Miaomiao?

Cang Ming: "I want to have skin contact with her."

Xuan Miaomiao: The master is talking in his sleep. You are not a smart master. The mistress is disgusted by your stupidity.

Cang Ming: "I seem to be a little strange."

Xuan Miaomiao: Isn't it strange! You look crazy, and if you don't know, you might think you were infected by the white peacock.

Thirty-sixth level in the sky.

Thanks to Cang Ming and Qing Wu, the Emperor of Heaven and Empress of Heaven are now really at their wits' end.

After the Emperor of Heaven sent troops to surround Yao Chi, the couple really fell out.

The two sides have been fighting openly and covertly during this period.

If you play dirty tricks on me, I will trip you up.

Even the gods in heaven felt in danger, and the priests and generals on duty were all on high alert.

Many gods also took the pretext of seclusion, not wanting to be involved in this dispute.

In Xukongzangyuan, Mi Yan rarely added fuel to the fire these days, but stayed in her own territory.

He already knew that Cang Ming had set up the Fuxi Formation in Zuzhou to help his mother nourish her soul.

"Such a treacherous person is also engaged in a losing business."

Mi Yan made the incense slowly and steadily, with a smile on her face that looked a little weird, "My little enemy is still very charming, Cang Ming is doomed this time."

As the aroma spread, the wisps of smoke gradually condensed into a human shape, sitting beside him.

Mi Yan looked him up and down for a while and said, "Your brain is still a little dull. I still need to adjust my polymorphous incense... What the hell, forget it, just leave it as it is. It's fine as long as it works. You're dead anyway."

If Qing Wu were here, she would definitely recognize that this flat-headed 'person' is the Western Ghost Emperor, the former Western Ghost Emperor.

Before he died, he said that he wanted to leave a wisp of soul behind to witness the end of the Emperor of Heaven.

This remnant soul was handed over to Mi Yan.

But now, Mi Yan used the gathering incense and the residual soul of the Western Ghost Emperor as bones to forcibly gather him together.

The Western Ghost Emperor looked at him and asked, "Is your father dead?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. You're still breathing."

The Western Ghost Emperor was indeed disappointed, and his eyes were gloomy: "Why did you gather me together if I'm not dead?"

He was forcibly gathered together with the gathering incense, but when the incense dissipated his soul died and he could not stay in this world for long.

The Western Ghost Emperor left behind a wisp of his soul because he wanted to see the old Heavenly Emperor destroyed, not to chat with Mi Yan.

"You're already dead, why are you so angry? Look, your head is smoking and even more deflated." Mi Yan shook her head and said, "Be at peace, otherwise you'll be gone before the Emperor of Heaven is dead."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Western Ghost Emperor finally felt at peace.

He stared at Mi Yan with a bad look: "You took so much trouble to get me out, what is your conspiracy?"

"It's not a conspiracy. Even if there is a conspiracy, it's to make my 'good father' die of filial piety." Mi Yan picked up a grape and put it into her mouth. Her eyelids twitched from the pain. She pushed the plate of grapes to the Western Ghost Emperor: "Eat some, it's pure sweet."

Western Ghost Emperor: Do you think I’ll be blind just because I’m dead? Your face is distorted because of jealousy.

Mi Yan didn't care and said, "I asked you to come out because I wanted to ask you something."

"Back then, the Emperor of Heaven used the excuse that the White Emperor's clan had created a forbidden technique and attempted to overthrow the Three Realms to massacre the White Emperor's descendants. Only you escaped to the underworld and survived by chance."

When mentioning this blood feud, a murderous aura surged from the body of the Western Ghost Emperor.

Mi Yan: "I want to know, what exactly is the forbidden technique created by the Baidi clan?"

"Why are you asking about this?"

Mi Yan: "Of course it's to deal with my good father."

The Western Ghost Emperor's thoughts turned, his expression slightly changed, and his speech speed increased: "Someone in my clan did secretly create a forbidden technique, and it was because of this technique that I suffered disaster."

"This technique requires the blood of the ancient gods as a guide to conceive a divine fetus, and then use the power of heaven as a rope to follow the map and steal the power of heaven."

"This technique is called Stealing the Sky!"

"It can steal the power of heaven."

Mi Yan's hand holding the incense moved slightly, and the question in her heart finally became clear.

He suddenly laughed out loud.

That's it, that's it.

The bloodline leads to the creation of the divine fetus. It turns out that he is the divine fetus created by the Emperor of Heaven.

The power of Heaven is like a rope, following the map to find the horse. Shasha is the incarnation of the underworld consciousness, and her existence is the lack of Heaven's way to complete the reincarnation. Her own existence is part of the power of Heaven.

No wonder, no wonder the Emperor of Heaven wanted to hide San Sheng Si, and desperately wanted him to be with Sha Sha.

This was because his son was a tool created by the Emperor of Heaven using the Heaven-stealing Art to steal the power of Heaven.

Mi Yan couldn't control her laughter anymore, but she gently gathered the perfume powder in her hands and said softly:

“My existence is truly remarkable.”

Western Ghost Emperor: What's wrong with you again?