Chapter 150: The Body of the Immortal Pearl and the Fragrance of Cardamom [asking for monthly tickets] The devil had just laid down for a short while when the sky began to brighten. When he opened his eyes slightly, he heard bursts of singing from a disheveled child outside. The lyrics are catchy, but the more I listen, the more shocked I become... This, this, these lyrics are actually talking about myself? Listening carefully, every word is indeed full of thorns... "The devil is handsome, the devil is cool, the devil doesn't get jealous in the middle of the night;" "Ming Yan Shuai, Ming Yan Cai, and Madam Ming Yan fled between the two worlds" The devil only felt a "boom" in his head. ........................ "This is fucking stinky."
"You said this woman looked pretty, why does she stink so badly even after she died?" The guard on duty cursed. The other guard clicked his tongue a few times and laughed. "You are probably blinded by lust. Haven't you heard that when a person dies, it's like a light goes out? Since you're already dead, why would God care whether you look good or not? You will still rot and turn into dust." "Let's stand further away. The smell is overwhelming. Will it bring evil to our heads?" The two of them sang in unison and walked away in disgust. ……………… "Dong dong dong." There were several strange noises coming from the coffin. The sounds were subtle and as calm as a needle falling to the ground. It is completely difficult to detect for those who don't have good internal strength. Hai Xing'er frowned and moved over swiftly. When she reached the coffin, she pressed her hand on the lid, and with a slight vibration of her inner strength, the lid slid open immediately. In the coffin, Inga's body slowly sat up. "Why did your Majesty come so late?" Yingjia patted his chest gently and finally breathed a sigh of relief. "It was just a little bit short and I wouldn't be able to come." Haixing'er said with a tired face. At this moment, she only felt sore all over. Thinking about being tormented by the wretched-looking demon king for half a night, she felt extremely depressed. Seeing Yingjia frown. Hai Xing'er just said sullenly: "It's not your good brother... He is not a human being at all." Yingjia's face darkened: "You can scold me if you want, I don't have a brother like that." Both of them fell silent for a moment.
"You are also a tough guy. You can hold on until now in such a harsh environment." Hai Xing'er frowned and covered her mouth and nose. The rotten smell was really deadly. "Does it stink? Compared to being thrown into the army and used as a plaything by him, this little bit of suffering is nothing." "The Demon King is really a good brother. He has demonstrated the deep love between brother and sister here. Even I almost believed it." Yingjia's eyes were full of hatred. "If we want to survive, we have to get out of here." "Your fake death must end as soon as possible. The Immortal Lord Liunian has actually noticed something strange. I'm sure Xiye will also know it soon." Hai Xing'er urged. Yingjia nodded and suddenly said, "I can die, but Yang Baitian must be dragged down with me." Hai Xing'er frowned and said, "It's already this late. When you can't take care of yourself, what are you talking about Yang Baitian? Don't forget that the person behind her is the God of War, the one you love but cannot have?" Yingjia sneered: "Sister, don't forget that you are also the one who loves but cannot be loved. We are grasshoppers on the same rope." Then, he sneered and said, "The beauty beside Xiye, doesn't your Majesty really feel familiar?" Hai Xing'er trembled. "What are you thinking about?" "Haha, Your Majesty, don't tell me, you don't doubt her at all?" Yingjia sneered. "You, you mean to say that the strange beauty next to him is actually Yang Baitian?" Yingjia chuckled twice. Hai Xing'er's steps were slightly unsteady, and she gritted her teeth, "I was wondering, why does this figure look so familiar? No wonder he dotes on that beauty so much? Haha, you are really the infatuated and loyal Xi Ye, you really never let her down." "Haha, I will never forget her scent until I die. As soon as she approached this coffin, I knew it was her. It must be her. There will never be another person in the world with such a body fragrance." "She exudes a light floral scent, as if the fragrance of all the flowers around her has been integrated into her body. I seem to be able to smell a hidden fragrance on her body, which is really refreshing and comfortable." Yingjia's expression was somewhat gloomy and unclear...he spoke slowly. "Princess, you are only trying to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige." Hai Xing'er said with some disapproval. Yingjia suddenly bowed his head to the night sky, then raised his head again and prayed silently. I could vaguely hear the words "God of the moon, please give your princess new strength." It turned out that Inga had been fond of girls' cosmetics since he was young and was quite knowledgeable about various spices. Since she first met Yang Baitian, she secretly discovered that she had a special body fragrance, which was not the fragrance of powder but better than the fragrance of powder. Legend has it that this fragrance of cardamom refers to the body fragrance of a young girl, which is like the fragrance of cardamom flowers budding on the branches in early spring in February... It is rare for one person in a thousand years, but it happened to be Yang Baitian... Hai Xing Er frowned slightly and sneered, "The scent of powder? The scent of cardamom? Speaking of the scent of powder, I have thought of a good idea." Yingjia said calmly: "Will the monarch poison you again?" Hai Xing'er smiled coldly: "It was my poison that ruined her face. Now it's all black and it will never recover in her lifetime. Of course, unless there is a face-changing technique in this world..." Seeing Yingjia remained silent, Hai Xing'er smiled and said, "We can continue to poison her. It would be best if she were in so much pain that she would rather die..." Yingjia frowned and looked at her, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "In that case, I wish the monarch good luck." "But, my Lord, do you really think that your persistence can win his love?" "How cruel is he to throw me into the military camp as a plaything just for Yang Baitian?"
Inga's eyes were somewhat empty, as if he was talking about someone else's suffering, and he had no expression on his face. ……plaything? In fact, has he ever cherished me? Hai Xing'er felt as if her body was falling into an icy cave. ……………… "Haha, girl, I found you, didn't I?" Just when the two were feeling depressed, a burst of laughter came from behind them. The two were shocked. Yingjia was even more panicked and rushed out of the coffin. "You, who are you?" Hai Xing'er asked, suppressing her pounding heart. "Haha, little girl, you haven't seen me for more than a month, and you don't recognize me?" The old man tilted his head and looked a little unhappy. With the reflection of candlelight, a short and strange old man could be vaguely seen. The old man was skinny, with sunken eye sockets and cloudy eyes. His hair was not only gray but also messy. There were many festering wounds on the loose skin, some of which had scabbed over and turned black. A closer look revealed that the wounds were actually scratches from sharp objects. "Do you recognize me?" Hai Xing'er asked again. "I recognize you, I recognize you. Don't think I'm a fool, okay?" The strange old man quickly smoothed his hair, trying to show his original appearance. "Your Majesty, this old man looks abnormal, why do you care about him?" Yingjia said impatiently. (End of this chapter)