This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Regent's Palace.

Xiao Jue did not speak for a while after listening to Zidu's report. The candlelight shone on his general side face, the outline was three-dimensional and vivid, as handsome as a knife, but the look in those eyes was so deep that it was unreal.

"She actually used the supreme pure fire." Xiao Jue whispered.

"Yeah." Zidu nodded, not concealing his surprise, and frowned, "That wicked woman is notoriously selfish, and it is unbelievable that she would sacrifice her own merits in order to save a mortal. "

"So I asked you to save people, but you were watching the play?"

Xiao Jue's voice sounded faintly, his eyes seemed calm, and fell on Zidu, but his face changed instantly.

Zidu immediately knelt down on his knees, "Your anger, Wang Shang, I didn't mean to be lazy, but the three souls of Emperor Yan have been returned to the Lingtai by her."

Xiao Jue's face still showed no joy or anger, "The remaining seven souls have been recovered."

Zidu nodded, feeling that some things are better for him to explain honestly, "I also made a deal with that woman today, and agreed that after finding the seven souls, she will use the supreme pure fire to send them back to Emperor Yan's body." Zidu When you're done, you quickly bow your head.

The house was silent for a while.

After a long while, Zidu raised his head cautiously, and the man's eyes were cold and fierce like Jiuyou's ice.

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

"You have lost all the face of the Underworld." Although Xiao Jue's tone was neither light nor serious, but the chilling meaning in his words made Zidu dare not even lift his head, and the whole person was even more ashamed.

"What did you trade with her for?"

Zidu shivered in his heart, and said murmured, "Three...three hundred years of merit."

"Ah."

Xiao Jue smiled, and his icy eyes did not hide the sarcasm, as if he didn't hear clearly, he repeatedly asked, "How much?"

"Three...three hundred years, merit." Zidu closed his eyes as if he were at home.

"How do you think Gu should punish you?"

There were no ups and downs in Xiao Jue's indifferent voice, but Zidu could still feel the anger lurking in this calm.

He was numb from the head to the heels, and his head was almost buried on the ground: "I will go and send the seven souls back to Emperor Yan's body by myself, and then go back to the Hellfire Hall to be burned at the stake!"

"Go." Xiao Jue said lightly.

"Here." Zidu just got up from the ground.

The man's voice was suppressed again, and he knelt down again with a thud.

"Send back a thousand years of merit and deduction from your own cultivation."

Zidu was instantly in pain, but he didn't dare to complain at all, so he could only nod his head obediently.

He hurriedly stood up, and when he was about to leave, Xiao Jue spoke again.

The son was almost crying, and looked at his king pitifully.

Your Majesty, there are really not many coffins for lowly duties...

"As a judge of the underworld, don't lose face of the underworld when you speak and act." Xiao Jue still closed his eyes, and there was no emotion in his voice. "Her name is Tsing Yi."

Zidu was stunned for a moment, answered honestly, and then bowed his head and backed out.

Xiao Jue was the only one left in the room. He slowly opened his eyes and unconsciously thought: The mana that Troublesome Jing finally stole from him was probably used up again...

...

Zidu left the Prince Regent's mansion dejectedly, and when he saw the familiar figure around the corner, he almost couldn't help rushing over and howling.

"Old Chu..."

"You deserve it." Chu Ci said expressionlessly: "The king has never liked people to steal and play tricks."

"I know." Zidu muttered, and he also knew that he did something wrong this time, but... "A thousand years of merit is really good... My private money is my coffin... "

Chu Ci rolled his eyes, "Don't go to Zhinu's place to buy a few clothes or save them."

Zidu bit his sleeves and burst into tears: "You know what, your head can be broken, and your clothes can't be stopped! This is my last pride!"

Chu Ci has no words for this guy who is addicted to wearing clothes. In addition to himself, there are three other kings of the Four Dharma: one is crazy, the other is crazy, and the other is stupid. Thinking about it makes people sad!

"However, what does the king's last sentence mean?" Zidu bit his lip and said, "Why do I think he is so angry that apart from my unfavorable work, he also took advantage of that evil... Tsing Yi?"

In the past, they have always been evil mother-in-law, and the evil mother-in-law called Tsing Yi Wang!

This time, the king asked them to change their minds.

Chu Ci's eyes were uncertain, but his face sank: "Don't think about the king's mind, hurry up and go back and be punished!"

Booming away Zidu, Chu Ci took a deep breath and lowered his brows.

Will the king care about that woman?

No, he must be thinking too much!

...

After Tsing Yi woke up, she stared at the flower tent above her head for a while.

She must have soaked her brain in the sea yesterday, so she promised that boy Chu Ziyu to save the emperor!

All that pure fire burns is merit!

What is merit? It's money! ! !

Money can be earned again, but mana...

Hehe, she raised her hands, it turns out that this is the feeling of being hollowed out.

Staring at the purple gold ring on her right hand, she felt evil from the side of her gut. She pulled out the purple gold ring and threw it on the ground, jumping up, and stomping her feet a few times.

The old lady took great pains to steal you here for chicken feathers?

You're going to blow your **** anyway! !

puff--

The fat cat pouted and said, "Yo, the eldest princess who sacrificed herself for others, the selfless king in Tsing Yi, you are still so energetic after waking up! You are worthy of being a role model for the six realms, a beautiful young man with four virtues and five in the ghost realm!"

"The old lady can't kill you!"

The wicked woman was furious and prepared to kill the cat to vent her anger.

The fat cat called out dexterously, and at the same time did not forget to throw a hidden weapon.

Tsing Yi took it, grabbed its tail and lifted it up, and when he was about to look for the knife, he saw what was in his hand.

"Gongdezhu?" She frowned, threw the fat cat, groped twice in her arms, and found a slightly weaker golden light, the three-hundred-year-old meritzhu from Zidu yesterday. Obviously still here, what is this one?

"A thousand years of merit, where did you come from?"

"I can't give it to you!" The fat cat rubbed his **** clumsily, it hurt me so much that his tail almost broke.

"Heh, how much private money do you have, I don't know yet?" Tsing Yi looked contemptuous, drinking and gambling with those little devils all day long.

The fat cat licked his paws angrily: "Last night, the guy sent him, and he also sent the other seven souls back to the emperor's body."

Tsing Yi frowned.

"Nothing else besides that?"

"What else are you hoping for?"

There are oddities.

Tsing Yi's face was gloomy and uncertain. That guy Zidu had always been uncomfortable with her. No one in the six worlds knew that the money of the dead girl was not only spending money on clothes, but she was usually so stingy that even a kid couldn't see it.

Did he send a thousand years of merit? Wouldn't that hurt more than digging his flesh?

And why did that good-looking guy go and put the seven souls back?

"I said... That guy Zidu doesn't like you, right?" The fat cat leaned over and said, "That makes sense, why does he prevent you from going to the Great Emperor Beiyin every time. Otherwise, it wouldn't have happened last night. I am willing to give away the thousand-year-old merit beads!"

"Fart!" Tsing Yi's face suddenly became ashen, as if stepping on a piece of shit, "That **** girl is also worthy of liking this old lady?! The old lady was the first to castrate him!"

"Ah Qiu-"

Zidu, who was being punished in the Hellfire Hall, sneezed violently, and another black-faced man in a divine sentence next to him looked up at him and said, "I can still sneeze, it seems that the burning at the stake is not enough. Add some fire to him!"

The whole thing is about to melt.

"Kunwu, do you want to be so cruel—"

"Ah—who is scolding Lao Tzu behind his back—"