Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

The clouds rippled slightly.

"You...why are you so brainless? Do you have to die? Are you sick of your brain?" Di Yuxing said coquettishly, and his little mouth pouted, the boss was not happy.

It took her a lot of effort to get the pill from Ling Luo, but this man didn't appreciate it, hey.

The ripples in the clouds became smaller and smaller, turning into small circles.

"I'm not angry, don't worry, I will definitely come back tomorrow, I will come every day, I will come to chat with you every day, I will never break my promise!" Di Yuxing was a little annoyed at first, but the man's request made him She was very distressed.

How lonely it is to be alone, only to need a girl who meets by chance, who comes to chat with me every day.

He must have no friends.

Di Yuxing thought so.

"If you have no friends, I will be your first friend."

Di Yuxing suddenly became happy, her mind was jumping for joy, with a cute and cute smile on her lips, she stood up, stretched out a slender plain hand, and said crisply to the air: "My name is Di Yuxing, My grandpa always called me Little Feather, so you can call me that too."

The clouds were violently turbulent, and the three thousand small circles criss-crossed, unconsciously evolving the law of the three thousand worlds.

Among the clouds, stretched out a very thin and white hand, the blue blood vessels were clearly visible, and a very pleasant voice was like a melancholy warm wind: "My name is You Mo."

There is no beginning and no end.

He has existed since the beginning of this universe, without beginning and without origin.

But he is too lonely, all the people he loves most abandon him and hate him, and eternal life becomes a kind of torment, a kind of delay.

He longs for an end.

I hope that my long and painful life can have an end.

"Is there an end?" Di Yuxing blinked his eyes, his eyes were extremely clear, and said, "What a special name, I remember you."

The big hand held the small hand.

With a light touch, Di Yuxing only felt a chill, and the handsome man named You Mo moved his hand away.

"Actually, I have always had a question in my mind."

After exchanging names, Di Yuxing subconsciously felt that the gap between the two had decreased and the distance had shortened, and asked, "There is an end, apart from the color of your eyes and the temperament of your clothes, you look like your wife's husband." It's very similar."

The three thousand small circles on the clouds disappeared in an instant, returning to silence, only the breeze, but no response.

The smile on Di Yuxing's face froze, disappointment flashed across his beautiful eyes, and he complained: "I'll just say you're weird, you ran away while talking, disappeared so quickly, If you don’t say hello to someone, hum~”

The clouds were silent.

Di Yuxing pinched Xiaoman's waist, shouted into the air, and said, "Hey, you will come tomorrow, will you?"

The clouds remained silent.

"If you dare not come tomorrow, I will never talk to you again!" Di Yuxing looked at his cheeks, playing with his little girl's temper.

Then she hummed softly, her skirt fluttered like a butterfly, she turned around and went down the mountain.

Long time, long time.

Light cloud and wind.

The man in the sky had a desperate smile on his lips.

"Will you talk to me again..."

"It doesn't matter, anyway..."

The breeze blew by, and on the altar, the white cloud layer was suddenly covered with a layer of faint red, which looked like blood.