You turned her head away, looked at Hui Na who was looking at the cloud of the sky, smiled and clenched the scabbard, tapped Hui Na's head lightly, and said angrily.

"Relax. I'm just borrowing it for a while, so I won't be able to grab Huina's toys."

"Really? The king won't lie to me, right?" Qingqiuyuan Huina blinked, staring at Yuu's eyes, as if she wanted to see if she was lying.

After watching for a while, before Yu could speak, Ena nodded her head and said earnestly, "Remember to pay me back."

"Understood." You smiled and rubbed Ena's little head, messing up her smooth black hair in front of the girl who was puffing her cheeks and expressing her dissatisfaction.

With a wicked smile, Yuu watched Ena take care of her messy black hair, then turned her head and glanced coldly at the black butterfly flying out of the hot spring pool.

At this moment, invisible fluctuations passed by, and the people around you disappeared immediately, leaving only gray and white in the originally colored world, just like an old TV.

The butterfly traced a graceful trajectory in the air, and the same gray-white body glowed with a glazed light, illuminating the gray-white space.

"I'm sorry, King Rakshasa, please forgive my offense, but if I'm in contact with you, it's more appropriate to be in this state." An elegant and graceful female voice sounded softly.

Yun narrowed his eyes, his right hand clenched into a fist loosened slightly, and said indifferently.

"who are you?"

"This body is just a mere ancestor of the gods. If it's a taboo, it's probably Sita."

"Liu Litong's princess?" You raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the fluttering butterfly in surprise.

He knew this woman, who gave the original blood of the witch of the island country, and was one of the three elders of the official history compilation committee, as well as the most powerful enemy of the godslayer, the wife of the holy king Rama in mythology.

"You actually use such a name, which really makes Sita feel frightened."

"What's the matter with the princess looking for me this time? Come to declare war on Susanoo's behalf?" Yu sneered while searching for Sita's position with narrowed eyes.

"Well, what should I say, probably as a peacemaker to seek peace?" Along with that somewhat playful female voice, Butterfly slowly landed on Yu's shoulder, and invisible mental fluctuations permeated.

"Cede Qingqiuyuan's family and the island country, does the old turtle still think he is still the ruler of this country?"

You sneered, then looked at the butterfly on his shoulder, narrowed his eyes, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Tell him clearly, peace talks are okay, let him come to the earth and talk to me in person (fight)!!"

Before the words fell, Yu's fist was already blasted out, and the gray-white space in front was suddenly distorted by this blow.

Patterns like spider webs spread out, and a pitch-black 'cave' suddenly formed in the center.

In the next instant, Yu retracted his hand, looked at the unchanged fist, and pouted.

The spider web spread and then covered the entire space. During the shattering process, Yoo laughed sarcastically and wantonly.

"Go and tell that guy, I'm very satisfied with his wife, but she's too young, but it's okay, I like young ones!!!"

The space suddenly shattered, and Yu returned to reality, glanced at Qingqiu Yuanlan, and then said calmly.

"I took the divine sword. If there is an accident, notify Amakasu."

"Hi!!!!"

More than ten minutes later, in front of the gate of Qingqiuyuan's house, Qingqiuyuan Lan was holding Hui Na, silently looking at the back of You leaving, and smiling to herself.

"Is there a demon king after the gods? The so-called Jingshijia can't escape the position of slaves after all!!!"

The secluded world - in the thatched cottage that is dilapidated and delicate.

The flax-haired woman with her eyes tightly closed opened her bright glazed pupils.

"What was the result?" said the skinny monk with his hands folded beside him.

"It's a complete failure, King Rakshasa has already made a killing attempt, and..." Sita shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"And what?" The strong and burly man who kept silent for a long time, the Shinto of disobedience named Susanoo.

Sita hesitated for a moment, covered his cherry lips with his wide sleeves, and said somewhat euphemistically.

"My husband's concubine, the young His Royal Highness is very satisfied, claiming that the greenness... quite suits his taste."

A dead silence appeared in this small thatched hut.

The eyes of Sita and the monk involuntarily focused on Susanoo's expressionless face, as if they were waiting for something.

Susanoo closed his eyes and said in a low voice. "It's just a mere mortal serving a concubine, if you like it, it's okay to take it all."

"As expected of my husband, I can endure what God can't bear, this generosity, this kind of love, the little monk admires, admires!" The monk clapped his hands, his hoarse voice with deep admiration.

"It's very rude to say these filthy words in front of me as a woman." Sita's eyes flashed with disappointment, he sighed softly, and chose to leave the table, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"Then, the little monk has to deal with the affairs of Tiantai Mountain." The monk disappeared after Sita.

After it was confirmed that the two had left, Susanono let out a whimper and spat out a mouthful of golden blood. He covered his pierced abdomen under the sackcloth, and said in a dull voice.

"That pair of fists, that weird nature...! It seems that all plans can only be postponed."

The home inspector of the Qingqiuyuan family.

Qingqiu Yuanlan, who was kneeling on the mat, looked at the flax-haired girl in front of her who was wearing twelve sheets and looked like a goddess.

"My blood descendants, leave everything in the Qingqiuyuan family to that Rakshasa King."

"Your Majesty?!!"

Qingqiu Yuanran raised her head and looked at Sita in astonishment.

Sita shook his head and sighed.

"Husband Yu is already old, and he has been unable to fulfill my sad wish. Although I don't understand which earth mother gave birth to the son of God with her life, at least it is also a hope."

After a pause, Sita looked at Qingqiu Yuanlan, whose face was a little pale, her natural gentleness made her eyes flash a trace of unbearableness.

"I understand your grievances for serving your husband Yu for thousands of years. Let's do it. After the return of the divine sword, I will use a secret technique to corrode Yu husband's body."

Qingqiuyuan Lan was stunned for a moment, knowing the risks involved, her eyes widened and she looked at Sita in disbelief.

"Even if you are only descendants born from a drop of blood, you are my heirs after all." Sita tilted his head slightly and smiled.

She stood up, came to the front of the old Qingqiu Yuanlan, hugged her, and took her into her arms.

"If you want to cry, just cry."

There was a low sob in the room.

Chapter 287 The leader who has softened