Chapter 1177 (1/2)

After pan Haodong left.

The two sat together, face to face, eye to eye, and no one spoke. When their cultivation reached their point, it was just a small way to communicate with their ideas.

For a long time.

The local said calmly: ”sister, before you met Dongjun, you experienced the same path as me. After you met Dongjun, there was a great deviation in the development of the world. The same is true for me. During the 1700 years since Dongjun came, many things have changed. Fortunately, these changes are developing in a better direction...”

”Sister, if you marry my husband, you will get the chance to get out of trouble and leave the nether world like me. I really don't think about it?” Ping Xin from Nuwa mending the sky couldn't help but open his mouth to persuade.

”I need time to give an answer.”

It's really hard for local people to make a choice. They haven't been in touch before. They have to marry each other for no reason. It's too snobbish just to get a chance to get out of trouble.

Feelings need to be cultivated.

Marriage without feelings is doomed to be unhappy.

Since dominating the nether world.

I've seen too many killings due to the evolution of feelings. When these people enter the underworld after death, they can't resolve their hatred. The murderer also looks like I'm wronged.

Perhaps, some are really wronged.

But she doesn't care about these. She has seen too much and has little hope for love.

This is why the great supernatural powers of the three realms rarely marry people or wives.

Of course, the main thing is to focus on the Tao. If you move your heart, it's also simple. Go down to earth for reincarnation, experience the joy of husband and wife, and then come back.

”Whatever!”

With a quiet sigh, ”that sister is waiting for her sister's good news.”

The local people are outsiders who refuse to marry her husband. Since they are outsiders, there is no need to talk more. If you have this time, you might as well find your husband and have a good time in the world.

Since becoming holy.

Pingxin has never been to the world again.

This time, she must have fun and go back when she doesn't want to.

……

A few years later.

Pan Fu.

Ping Xin, who has been in this world for many years, is playing chess with Nu Wa in the pavilion in the backyard. Pan Haodong, Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing gathered on a stone table to play cards.

”Three with one.”

”I can't afford it.”

”Blow up!”

”How about...”

”Hurry up, all the flowers I'm waiting for are gone.”

”Father ~ ~”

With a sudden cry.

Pan Zilong, who had just finished his 20th birthday and was extraordinary, took a gentle woman's hand and rushed over from the front yard.

”There is evil spirit!”

Pan Haodong, Nuwa, Pingxin and others looked at the past together.

Being stared at by five pairs of eyes, pan Zilong stepped forward and said timidly, ”Mom, haven't you been urging the child to bring you a daughter-in-law? Here, this is...”

”Mei Niang, call someone quickly!”

Kate, who was one-third similar to the white lady, leaned timidly: ”Mei Niang, I've seen my uncle and aunt, and all my elders.”