I heard that the underworld judge has a crush on me

Before Lin Xiangnan's execution, Shang Dui tried his best to sneak into the sky prison where he was held.

"This is the crown gift from Kanli to you." Time was running out, and Shang Dui didn't greet him. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, he quickly handed the jade crown hidden under his sleeve to him through the fence. youth.

The young man has been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison since he returned to the Heaven Realm. He knew nothing about the news from the outside world. Seeing this, he couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't he come?"

Shang Dui's eyes dimmed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "He took the blame for you, and has already been deprived of his divine power by Qian Kun and demoted to the underworld."

"What?!" The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he moved forward suddenly, his skinny fingers gripped the fence tightly, and even his joints turned white: "What is he doing to take the blame for me?!"

Shang Dui was very calm, raised his hand to signal the young man to lower the volume, and looked around to confirm that the movement here did not attract the attention of others, then he spoke again: "You should know his temperament better than me, you and him have always He has a close relationship, and at such a critical moment of life and death, it is absolutely impossible for him to ignore death."

"Things are not as simple as you see!" The young man's emotions became more and more agitated, and even though he tried his best to suppress his voice, his voice almost changed: "That day is obviously..."

"Lin Xiangnan." Shang Dui interrupted him suddenly.

"This matter is a foregone conclusion. You and I are alone, so it's useless to talk." He looked around, and finally settled on the young man's face full of pain. He paused, as if he had guessed what he was thinking. General, and said: "He never blamed you."

A light and fluffy sentence completely crushed the other party.

The hand on the fence hangs down, the proud young man bent his back in pain, hot liquid poured down from the corner of his eyes uncontrollably, he whimpered like a trapped animal whose claws and claws had been pulled out: "I got him into trouble..."

Shang Dui looked outside - the cover-up he set up earlier was about to fail.

"I can't stay long."

He looked down at the desperate young man in the dungeon: "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

The young man lowered his head and looked at the open palm, which suddenly ignited fire: "Qian Kun wants it."

He suddenly sneered, and the corners of his eyes curled into sarcastic arcs: "But I won't let him do what he wants."

As if he had finally made up his mind, he slowly closed his eyes. In the next second, a pained look appeared on his face, making his haggard and bloodless face even paler.

Shang Dui waited for him quietly, watching the karmic fire distort and swell, constantly stretching and deforming, until finally it gradually separated from the young man's body and condensed into a small ball of flame in the air.

The last trace of blood on his face completely disappeared, and his face was so thin that it almost lost its shape. Against the blue skin, the youth's originally handsome face looked a little scary at this moment.

Using the jade crown as an entrustment, he handed Yehuo to Shang Dui with a difficult voice, as if he had exhausted all his strength: "No matter what, Yehuo must not fall into Wei Qianning's hands."

"I will entrust it to you today, please let it replace me...to stay by Ah Xian's side."

Shang Dui looked at the jade crown in his hand: "Don't you keep this?"

The young man smiled wryly: "I am going to enter reincarnation."

"Bitterness, happiness, and sorrow are hard to remember, let alone it."

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On the day of Lin Xiangnan's torture, apart from the priests, Qiankun, who had not been out of the house for a long time, was also present. The distraught youth formed a stark contrast.

In the silence, Wei Qianning took the lead to break the silence: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but are you okay?"

"Thanks to you," the young man slowly opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant: "I'm still barely alive."

"You must have heard them talk about your punishment." Wei Qianning said again, his eyes swept over the young man's filthy face, and there was a faint flash of sternness in his eyes: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The young man opened his mouth, knowing that there was no possibility of turning around at this time, but he still wanted to stab him a few words, even if he couldn't hurt him, he still wanted to let him breathe a few unpleasant breaths.

Xu Shi moved too much, touching the wound on the corner of his mouth that was open due to thirst, and a bloody sting came. He licked his lips, and suddenly lost the interest to answer.

There is still karmic fire in the mortal world, Chu Yunxian was demoted to the underworld, and the gods are plotting secretly, no one is willing to be the first to stand up to deal with these messes, no one wants to question this so-called "certainty" guilt.

Although the heavens looked as they had always been, in reality they were already rotten inside.

He's really sick of it here.

"There is nothing to say." The young man smiled, blood flowed from the torn wound at the corner of his mouth, and the dark red snaked on his pale skin, like a demon in hell.

He stared at Wei Qianning without blinking, with a smile on his face, but his tone was surprisingly cold: "There will be a period later."