This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Sanjingtian planted one after another orange tree.

Withered and yellowed, large pieces fell, and the residual leaves were rolled up.

But in the end, none of them survived.

Di Zheng looked at the last dead orange tree.

The brilliance in his eyes faded a little.

Crazy, mad, and staggering away.

Chi Qiong walked to the barrier and looked at his back, her beautiful eyes gradually dimmed.

Finally... are you going to give up?

Not long after Di Zheng left, a figure appeared here.

Zhu Yi looked at the withered orange trees, couldn't help sighing, and turned to look at her:

"Why are you doing this?"

Obviously they have each other in their hearts, but they torture each other like this.

Chi Qiong pursed her lips, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on her face:

"Persuade him for me, since there is no result, why insist."

"You can't let go yourself, how can you let him let go."

Zhu Yi shook his head:

"Xiqiong, the most abundant thing for God is time, we have a long time to spend and wait."

"But over time, hope turns into obsession, and obsession becomes devil."

"You and him have become each other's demons. If this continues, it will not only destroy the two of you."

You are the **** of war.

And he is God.

"If this orange tree doesn't bear fruit, are you really fruitless?"

Chi Qiong looked at him blankly, but her eyes were out of focus, as if she was looking at another person.

Zhu Yi couldn't help shaking his head, said something stupid, and turned to leave.

Time flows.

For the Protoss, a hundred years are like a snap.

Especially in just a few years.

Di Zheng has planted trees outside Sanjingtian for ten years, and a hundred years have passed in the world.

in the underworld.

Not much has changed in the past ten years.

The child bride-in-law of Yun Dynasty finally grew up.

And Fuguang...it's still a mess.

Sanchen is obsessed with dozing off, and the little witch Qingqing recently went to Qingjie to make trouble.

Tsing Yi was too lazy to be quiet recently, so he called Zi Xiao and dragged his own man, and by the way, Mo Chi was also called over, and he gathered a crowd to gamble all day long.

"Tell me first, whoever dares to fire my gun will die in a while."

Tsing Yi looked at Yaoji who had just touched her hand, her face turning blue.

"You wicked girl, you're still threatening when you play cards!" Zi Xiao looked at her own hands, and her brows danced.

In this game, he must win back the entire coffin book!

His heart was ruthless, but his old body couldn't help shivering.

Seeing that he was shirtless, the only thing left to lose was his shorts.

"Why don't I fire a cannon for you, scumbag, you lend me Qingqing to play with me for two days?" Mo Chi said with a smile, and took out a second tube.

"Bar!"

The great emperor directly slapped his second tube and sneered:

"Orphaned daughter is what you said you can play? What a big dream in spring and autumn!"

After he finished speaking, one 80,000 was thrown out.

Uncle Peel raised his eyebrows:

"Yo, thanks! Huh!"

Xiao Jue's mouth twitched.

Tsing Yi glared at him: "Have you touched **** with your hands? It smells so bad! How many times have you shot him?!"

The Great Emperor was silent, he really had no talent for playing mahjong!

After a round, Mochi became the biggest winner.

Old Zixiao lost even his **** this time.

"No! I won't fight you anymore!"

"You three bully one of me!"

"I'm willing to accept the bet and give me the money quickly!" Tsing Yi clapped the table with his hands.

Zi Xiao said with a bitter face, "Is it a credit card? I really don't have a clue. I'll go back to my house in a while to check the account! If I know that I've lost again, I'm sure I'll kneel outside tonight."

Tsing Yi looked at him with contempt:

"You shouldn't kneel? The Frost God is willing to forgive you, that's all generosity!"

"Otherwise, go to Sanjingtian to chase your daughter-in-law now!"

Zi Xiao pouted for a while after hearing this.

But this time, Tsing Yi thought of another one.

"Di Zheng, is that kid still planting trees outside Sanjingtian?"

"It's not." Zi Xiao pouted and took out the merit beads from the fart, "That kid is stunned, and he won't stop until he grows oranges."

Tsing Yi looked at the merit pearl in his hand with disgust.

What the **** is this place, and it's still steaming out when you take it out?

"Give it to Zhu Heishui, he is the winner! You can take credit from me here." Tsing Yi generously pushed the beads out.

Mochi rolled his eyes, and the disgust was beyond words.

"Forget about the merit beads, I really like the leather deity in Zixiao Shangshen's hands. I don't know if the leather of the God Race is better."

Zi Xiao immediately hid his claws behind his back and said with an unhappy expression:

"Go, go! Are you tired of peeling your skin every day? If you like peeling so much, go to a stall in the world for a free pedicure, and I will take care of your business every day and give your feet a skin!"

Mochi looked at him with a smile, "He's quite a neat mouth."

Zi Xiao immediately covered his mouth again.

It's too scary to peel and die!

Tsing Yi didn't listen to the two of them choking each other, but was still thinking about Di Zheng and Chi Qiong.

"That little girl Chiqiong is really tough this time. I thought she would fight with the smiling tiger for a year or two at most. It's been ten years this time, and she still hasn't lowered her head."

Tsing Yi said hehe and smiled:

"Not bad, let's make persistent efforts and continue to abuse him for 18,000 years."

"You wicked girl is too vicious!" Zi Xiao couldn't help but said: "People say it's better to demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage."

"Don't think I don't know, that's why you told other girls that it's better to play friends than to have a career. Men are big hooves!"

"Is what I said wrong?"

Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Jue: "Is the man a big pig's hoof?"

"No." The emperor blurted out, and then saw his daughter-in-law's face darkened, and immediately changed his mouth: "Men are all old men!"

Mochi clicked his tongue twice.

Master!

In terms of shamelessness, this bad old man is really a master!

While chatting, Tsing Yi raised his head and glanced at the sky.

"Sure enough, you can't talk about ghosts in broad daylight."

After saying this, the Lord is coming.

Old Zixiao quickly picked up the robe on the ground and put it on, joking, this face is lost in the underworld, and it must not be lost in front of that smiling tiger.

Otherwise, that kid will definitely mock him for thousands of years!

But this time, Zi Xiao thought more.

Di Zheng is not in the mood to laugh at him now.

Seeing Di Zheng's appearance, Tsing Yi frowned twice.

Hey, it's only ten years, how did this kid get buried like this?

Even Xiao Jue and Mo Chi were a little surprised.

Seeing that Di Zheng's face was pale, his eyes were not as clear as in the past, and he still didn't have the same smile on his face.

His beard was unshaven, as if he hadn't bathed in a long time.

There is still a lot of dirt in front of him, which is really comparable to that of the fruit farmer who is buried in the fields.

"You...returning to the original?" Tsing Yi asked with a wink.

Di Zheng stepped forward in two or three steps and approached her, his eyes burning brightly:

"Does Auntie know how to make life grow in a dead place?"

Well, it's still for his orange tree.

Tsing Yi held her cheeks lazily, "I know, but why should I tell you?"