Sister, look at him!

inside the house.

He Qingwan was arranging flowers. The white fox squatted on the table with a confused look on its furry face. "The soul of the man who just sent you back is unstable, and has a very pure demon aura. It's so strange that there are such pure demons in the lower world."

"Really?" He Qingwan's emotions did not reveal whether she was happy or angry. She cut off a small blue-purple flower that was in full bloom and placed it on the white fox's head.

The white fox seemed to be sealed by something and didn't dare to move at all as it pressed against the flower.

"Who is in charge of the demons?" He Qingwan asked the white fox.

"It is under the jurisdiction of the Demon Realm."

"Konjac?" He Qingwan stopped arranging flowers. "Now that you mention it, I feel a little hungry. Someone, bring the food. This princess is hungry!"

White Fox: "Hmm?"

Is there any connection between Demon Realm and Hungry?

After finishing his meal with He Qingwan, the white fox was planning to continue the previous topic, but he saw He Qingwan lifting the quilt, lying on the bed and starting to sleep.

After lying obediently and quietly at the end of the bed and waiting for an hour, He Qingwan finally woke up, rubbing his eyes.

The white fox was delighted and quickly came over, "God, the demon clan..."

"Demons? What does the demons have to do with me?" He Qingwan was still a little confused. She yawned and a few tears seeped from the corners of her eyes. "I haven't finished arranging the flowers yet. I'll arrange some flowers first."

White Fox: “…”

What He Qingwan said seemed to be correct. The existence of demons in the lower world had nothing to do with them. If things really got troublesome, they wouldn't be the ones to worry about.

The white fox, having come to its senses, continued to happily jump onto the table as a decoration.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and before He Qingwan could say "come in", the person at the door pushed it open.

Is it [Yuqing], or [Yuqing] who took off her white clothes and put on black clothes.

"Qingwan." Yuqing came to He Qingwan affectionately, "Come back to Beiming with me."

Bei Ming, the base camp of the evil cultivators.

"No, why should I go to such a bitter and cold place with you?"

He Qingwan refused mercilessly.

"Qingwan." [Yuqing] looked at He Qingwan with hurt. He seemed to be having some ideological struggle. After a moment, there was a bit more determination in his eyes.

"Don't blame me, Qingwan." He stretched out his hand to He Qingwan, "I just like you too much..."

[Yuqing] flew backwards, hit the courtyard wall heavily and fell down again.

He Qingwan was still sitting there arranging flowers, but the white fox beside the vase was nowhere to be seen. Instead, King Yama stood in front of He Qingwan in a protective posture.

"You are not Yuqing." King Yanluo frowned, "No, your body is indeed Yuqing's, but your soul belongs to someone else."

He Qingwan had just put the last flower in the arrangement. Upon hearing this, he asked casually, "If it's not Yuqing's, whose is it? Qu Chanyi's?"

King Yan Luo looked back blankly, "Who is Qu Chanyi?"

He Qingwan did not answer. She walked up to Yuqing and asked, "Why are you in Yuqing's body? Where is Yuqing's soul? Is it in your body?"

[Yuqing] didn't say anything either, but just looked at He Qingwan with hurt eyes.

"God, please wait for a moment. I will go and get the fate books of these two people."

King Yama cast a barrier to knock Yuqing unconscious, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

He Qingwan covered his eyes with his hands.

The sun seems a little big.

She decisively threw down [Yuqing] and went back to her room to sit down.

After sitting down, she began to search in her personal space.

After searching for a long time, I finally found a piece of jade.

With the infusion of pure spiritual energy, the jade began to glow, and several screens appeared.

"The number of Heavenly Secret Orders has reached 20 already? Is my Xiaoliu already 14 levels lower than others?"

He Qingwan muttered to herself, and had forgotten what she had originally wanted to do. At this moment, she was concentrating on choosing the latest model of Tianji Order.

The item is only available for a limited time, but that’s okay.

He Qingwan poked the customer service directly: "I am the Supreme God Bai Ze. For some reason, I am in the lower world at the moment. Please send me a new model of Tianji Order. When I return to the spiritual world, I will have someone give you a promotion and a raise."

The other party responded almost the moment He Qingwan sent the message, with a "?"

The next second, the session was closed because He Qingwan was blocked by the other party.

No, who in the family would understand!

He Qingwan was furious and wanted to complain, but found that for some reason, nothing on his Tianjiling could be opened.

"As expected of Xiaoliu, who is fourteenth level lower than others, the computer is stuck already." She laughed in anger and threw the Tianji Order into the quilt in frustration.

At the same time, in the upper realm, Tianji Pavilion.

"Elder, someone asked us to give away the Heavenly Secret Order for free again!"

"Heh, is it Supreme God Yuya or Saint Lord Qingxuan this time?"

"Neither! She said she is the Supreme God Bai Ze!"

“??? How dare she impersonate the Supreme God Bai Ze! Block her account! The Heavenly Secret Order is in vain!”

"Yes! Elder!"

*

"God, I'm back."

King Yama came back, but did not see He Qingwan. After searching for a long time, he finally found a bulging quilt in the corner of the big bed.

When he pulled back the quilt, he saw He Qingwan holding the Tianji Order with an extremely aggrieved expression on his face.

"God, who bullied you?" King Yama was furious, and his murderous intent almost solidified into substance.

The weather outside also started to become windy and thunderous due to his change in mood.

"I can't open the Tianji Order." He Qingwan showed the Tianji Order in his hand to Yan Luo Tianzi, which didn't even light up. "I thought it was stuck, but I just checked the manual and it said that I was blacklisted by the Tianji Pavilion, but I didn't do anything!"

He Qingwan was almost feeling aggrieved. She bet that she had never felt so aggrieved in her life.

"It's okay, God, use mine first." King Yan Luo took out his own specially customized version and handed it to He Qingwan, "I will buy the latest model for you tomorrow."

He Qingwan took the Tianji Order from Emperor Yanluo, opened the contact list and started looking for the Tianji Pavilion.

"Who is Chi Yan?" He Qingwan asked, pointing at a grayed-out name.

"Qingxuan Saint Chi Yan, the founder of Tianji Pavilion, has passed away." Emperor Yama lowered his eyes, a faint aura of sadness emanating from him.

He had few good friends, and Chi Yan was one of them. He still couldn't get over the death of his few good friends.

"Do you have any other friends in Tianji Pavilion?"

"No more." King Yama shook his head. He couldn't interfere too much in life and death, so he couldn't even add the contact information of some leaders casually.

He Qingwan frowned and opened the store and asked the customer service, "I said I'm the Supreme God Bai Ze and I want the latest version of the Tianji Order. Why did you block me?"

The upper realm, Tianji Pavilion.

The customer service representative who was leisurely drinking tea spat out a mouthful of water when he saw this message. After confirming several times that the account on the other side was indeed Emperor Yan Luo, he started shouting at the top of his voice,

"Elder! Come quickly, elder! It's over, elder! The account that was just blocked seems to be the Bai Ze God!"

In the lower world, He Qingwan stared at the chat box with a look of deep hatred and resentment.

Why does it show as read but no one replied?

King Yan Luo looked at the message sent by He Qingwan and couldn't help asking, "...God, what did you just send with your account?"

He Qingwan repeated word for word what he had just said, and King Yama fell silent.

"What? Is it not possible?" He Qingwan was quite unconvinced.

“It’s not that you can’t...it’s just...hahaha.” King Yama couldn’t help it, he laughed so hard that tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

King Yama is very tall and has an upright figure. He is usually serious and has no emotional ups and downs, like a piece of wood.

But he had a young face with picturesque features, which looked particularly incongruous.

When he laughed at this moment, he showed some youthful vigor that matched his appearance.

But He Qingwan realized that King Yama was not a serious person, nor was he without mood swings.

He was just a little dull.

His identity and responsibilities made him rarely communicate with others, so that he did not understand the ways of the world and the twists and turns involved.

There were many things that happened that he couldn't react to immediately, nor could he show it, so he could only think alone with a blank face.

Sometimes he thought it was funny, but it was so long ago that he couldn't laugh anymore.

Over time, other people's impression of him will be fixed.