Nothing matters anymore.
She watched the purple shadow slowly disappear from her world. Although the surrounding demon soldiers were noisy, she only felt silence and desolation, and everything suddenly became quiet.
There are still a thousand years left.
Rather than leaving them with sadness, it is better to cut off all emotions at this point.
She walked into the palace with extremely heavy steps, tears all over the floor. She smiled with some relief. If, after disappearing, where would she go? Would it be a very dark place?
She climbed onto the bed and pulled the quilt over her head. She was so tired that every part of her body felt exhausted.
I slept for several hours.
After she woke up, she could vaguely smell the aroma of rice porridge mixed with the aroma of meat. She sat up hungrily. In front of the agarwood table sat a man with golden light on his palms. On the table lay a pot of porridge.
It was steaming hot, as if it had just come out of the oven. The man's eyebrows were cold and he was a little nervous when he heard the tiny sound, as if nothing had happened. "Axi, you're awake!"
She stood up in some surprise. She was seriously injured and didn't even notice when he came.
Her voice was cold, "This is the demon world, what are you doing here!"
The man filled a bowl of porridge in his porcelain bowl and walked over. "I don't believe a word you say. No, not a single word."
If he hadn't gone to the underworld and seen everything, I'm afraid he would still be deceived by her now.
But fortunately, he got back everything he had lost.
Including her.
Her eyes gradually cooled down, and she shrank her neck with a guilty conscience. She took the bowl from his hand and drank it all in one gulp. She returned the empty bowl to him and said with a smile, "Meat porridge? You want to get rid of me?"
It seemed that her rejection did not affect him. He smiled and said, "Of course not."
She let out a long "oh" and looked at him somewhat willfully, "I kind of want to eat the crystal shrimp from Kyoto, and the bird's nest dumplings from Yangzhou, and..."
She listed a lot of places, each one a world away. It seemed like she was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him, but he remained indifferent and said with a smile, "Okay."
It seemed that in his eyes, all her unreasonable requests were justified.
She didn't like this at all. It was obvious that she had such a bad temper, so he should just leave and not let her waver anymore.
She watched his figure disappear into the air bit by bit.
The next day, the wooden table was empty, and Jiuxi lowered his brows again with some disappointment. He probably, really felt that she had a bad temper.
Women's minds are always strange.
She was becoming increasingly puzzled. She left the room, the sunlight outside the palace wafting across the ground. On the stone table lay a pile of food: crystal shrimp, bird's nest dumplings, vinegar carp...
The man still stood straight beside the stone table.
She smiled, a smile that was a bit cold, and said, "I know that the Immortal Lord's cooking skills are very good, but no matter how similar you make it, it won't taste authentic."
When she spoke those words against her will, her heart ached, but she suppressed the pain and kept her smile faint.
The man walked towards her, put his arm around her, and pulled her to sit down at the stone table. His attitude was very good, and her words did not affect his mood. "You will know after trying it."
He picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and passed it to her red lips, but she looked away and said with a bitter smile, "I don't want to eat it now."
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