The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

"Nonsense! This is complete nonsense!"

The angrier he got, the more confused Xiao Hei became. Hei Dou's eyes widened.

"Isn't what I said right?"

"Get lost, I can't make sense with you!"

After Xia Zeyuan vented his anger, he realized that it was impossible for him to reach a consensus with this beast, and his depressed mood became even more depressed.

He couldn't help but vent his anger and kicked Meng Hanzhi's leg.

However, because the arc of the sweeping kick was too large, it directly overturned the quilt, and finally stopped just enough to cover the inverted triangle area of ​​Meng Hanzhi.

Xiao Hei swallowed again. This guy is really scary when he gets angry.

I also know that my master has suffered from my own misfortune, so I can only cross myself silently in my heart...

Amen!

Xia Zeyuan was so upset that he simply pulled down the red gauze curtain to completely cover Meng Hanzhi on the bed, pretending to ignore it.

He sat down dejectedly on the footstool and began to ponder.

Since he is now the King of Hell and the sacrifices have been absorbed, why should he go through the trouble of taking part in that damn imperial examination?

Meng Hanzhi's profile was close at hand next to the pillow, his sharp brows rarely relaxed when he was sleeping. Xia Zeyuan tilted his head and looked at the face seriously.

After living together in several worlds, he has been used, bullied, indulged, feared, and... liked...

But these memories are mixed together, just like all the flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty are in one bowl.

He no longer knew what kind of feelings he had for Nan Junzhuo.

After licking his paws, Xiao Hei stretched lazily.

As the fifth son of the dragon, Suanni did not understand human emotions very well. While Xia Zeyuan was deep in thought, he quietly reminded him:

"After all, you are the one who is in the wrong first."

Xia Zeyuan seemed to be hit on the heart, and vaguely remembered that thousands of years ago, as the son of heaven, he was tested to assassinate the ancient demon god as soon as he was born.

If you succeed, you can take over the thirty-three heavens; if you fail, your godhood will be wiped out.

At that time, he had just transformed, his fighting power was not strong enough, and he only had a good-looking face.

He did not hesitate to use his body to seduce her. At that time, Nan Junzhuo happened to be going through a love tribulation, and luckily he succeeded in seducing her.

The final sword that pierced his heart was also thrust by him on his wedding day.

Xia Zeyuan Zhuo lowered his eyes and almost fell into emo again.

But after thinking about it, I realized that I was almost led into the ditch by Xiao Hei again.

"Even if I was in the wrong before, wasn't it you who captured my soul when I was assigned to the Thirty-Three Heavens, forcing me to follow you and help him solve his love tribulations for lifetime after lifetime!"

"If that's the way it is, now that his five lifetimes of love tribulations have been resolved, I don't owe him anything anymore, right?"

After Xia Zeyuan figured it out completely, he no longer listened to Xiao Hei's dissuasion and originally wanted to just pat his butt and leave.

On second thought, I decided to first solve the problem of the chaos in the underworld in the Lower Heaven.

"where are you going?"

"Don't follow me! Or I'll beat you up the next time we meet!"

Xiao Hei shrank his head in fear of being threatened.

Tsk! If you don’t want to follow me, then don’t follow me!

Xia Zeyuan turned around, and in an instant he appeared directly from the villa in the suburbs of Beijing to the Jiang family's Xiaoxiang Garden.

The yard still maintained its original appearance, with the same chaotic scene, without any change.

Xia Zeyuan, whose magic and memory had been restored, no longer looked fearful.

If any ghost is so stupid as to look him in the eye now, he would be courting death!

He gently raised his hand and slapped the ground. The water from the Forgotten River was affected by the pressure and rushed down directly from the broken barrier.

Xia Zeyuan lifted a strand of hair on his forehead with his fingertips, raised his hand and took a look, his face full of pride.

The ability to fill mountains and move seas with a wave of the hand is so cool!

As Hades reappears in the underworld, the underworld, which seemed like the end of the world, comes back to life because of the return of the Lethe River.

The withering red spider lily finally blooms, and the ghosts that were rampaging on the Yellow Springs Road finally find the way to the underworld.

The disappeared eighteen levels of hell have all returned, but all the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas are nowhere to be found. Xia Zeyuan guessed that they might have been reincarnated into the mortal world like him and have not returned yet.

To maintain order in the underworld, manpower is still needed.

Because he could not defeat four hands with two fists, Xia Zeyuan, who was just a commander without troops, watched the several souls around him and paid attention.

Qian Yingyu and Fu Chunyu's hearts trembled when Xia Zeyuan looked at them.

Xia Zeyuan sat in a high position and stretched out his hand to them like a pyramid scheme leader.

"Would you like to build the underworld with me?"

Qian Yingyu and Fu Chunyu were originally from the Taoist sect. On the day they entered the sect, they swore in front of the portrait of their founder that they would save the three realms from disaster.

Hearing this, he nodded without hesitation.

"Just tell me what we should do."

"Okay! From now on, Fu Chunyu and Qian Yingyu will temporarily take over the duties of the Black and White Impermanence. Go and arrest all the ghosts who are unwilling to return and forcibly stay in the world of the living and bring them back to the underworld. Those who violate the rules will be beheaded on the spot! To serve as a warning to others."

When the Emperor's Ghost returned to the Forgotten River, his lost memories were gradually restored.

Now the Dragon King of the Wangchuan River, dressed in a dragon robe, stared at Chunniang without blinking, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

But Chunniang just lowered her head and rubbed her wet hair on her chest with her hands, as if she didn't see it.

Chunniang's life experience remains a mystery to this day...

But we can still glimpse the tip of the iceberg from the Dragon King’s attitude.

Xia Zeyuan thought that these two probably also had some emotional issues.

In this life, Chunniang watched him grow up, just like his own mother.

Although there was no one around him available, if Chunniang really didn't want to stay, he wouldn't force her. Xia Zeyuan softened his tone and asked for her opinion.

"Mother Chun, I have a position called Meng Po here, which is responsible for helping the souls in the underworld forget their past when they reincarnate. Are you willing to do it for a while?"

"I have long been skeptical about the recipe of Meng Po Soup. It is said that drinking it will make all past memories disappear. Someone who drank a jar of it recovered his memory."

Chunniang curled her lips as if she was extremely dissatisfied.

The person in the conversation seemed not to have heard her and continued to look at her without blinking.

Xia Zeyuan lowered his head and covered his lips with a smile.

The three souls worked very hard, and after a period of time, the underworld gradually returned to its former solemnity.

Fu Chunyu and Qian Yingyu fulfilled their duties and killed countless ghosts who lingered in the world of the living and were unwilling to return to the underworld;

In the end, the two of them were filled with murderous aura, and as soon as they appeared, no soul would leave without following them.

Chunniang, on the other hand, was earnestly studying how to improve Mengpo Soup to ensure that every reincarnated soul could completely forget the memories of their previous lives.

"Hey~ I'm talking to you. Did you finish drinking just now?!"

"I...I've finished drinking."

Chunniang's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance. She scooped another spoonful and handed it over.

"Drink again!"

"I don't want to drink"

"You want to play tricks on me? I'm not old enough to have my eyes blurred! If you don't drink this bowl, I'll pour the whole jar of water on you!"

Behind Chunniang, the Wangchuan Dragon King stood upright like a husband-waiting stone, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Although it will take time for the order of the underworld to be fully restored, at least for now, everything is moving in a positive direction.

Xia Zeyuan lay on his side in the Hades Palace with his chin supported by one hand. From time to time, he would raise his head to drink a couple of glasses of wine, and then look down at the dancers in the audience, which reminded him of the past.

At this moment, Nan Junzhuo suddenly appeared in the Underworld Palace in a black robe.

Together with the sinister expression on his face, the whole person was as thick as ink, almost blending into the night.