Ascend one liter

After the dolls purchased from the mall are infused with spiritual consciousness, they mainly rely on energy such as demonic power. Some foods can provide a negligible trace of energy.

After learning that some foods can provide energy, Bai Lizhi immediately opened the terminal to search, and then found that they were all at extremely expensive prices.

If each doll has a full energy of 100, the energy exchange ratio is equivalent to one million for one, which is not cost-effective at all.

However, the doll still had a low-level spiritual stone that could last for one month. After much deliberation, Bai Lizhi decided to instill it directly with demonic power.

After instilling the demon power, Bai Lizhi did not remove her hand, but gently stroked the black hair in a low bun along the outline.

Jing Yunhan found a comfortable position in Bai Lizhi's arms and enjoyed this rare moment of relaxation.

After packing his poor luggage, Di Lian saw this scene that made him jealous as soon as he went downstairs.

Di Lian, who didn't expect Jing Yunhan to be so good at finding opportunities, sped up and went downstairs, sat down on the other side of Bai Li Zhi, imitated Jing Yun Han's posture and fell on Bai Li Zhi's lap.

Jing Yunhan, whose hair was pressed down, closed her eyes and rolled her eyes. She moved towards Bai Lizhi's arms and made room for Di Lian.

Bai Lizhi, who had an extra head on her legs, raised her free hand and poured a month's worth of demonic power into Di Lian's head.

Memories were also exchanged during the infusion. Bai Lizhi closed her eyes and sorted through the two memories, and her hand movements stopped.

Because there were no outsiders present and there was no need to deliberately maintain it, Bai Lizhi's hands on Jing Yunhan and Di Lian's heads were extremely cold, allowing them to close their eyes comfortably.

The indoor system senses that the owners' breath has disappeared, and the cold air is discharged from every corner, allowing the temperature in the room to drop to the optimal temperature.

One night passed, one demon and two dolls each finished washing and started a new day according to the next plan.

Since there were no classes in the afternoon, Jing Yunhan's next theme happened to require a male character, so Bai Lizhi, who was staying at home and tinkering with the new game, was caught in the role.

Putting on the clothes that she remembered for a short period of time, Bai Lizhi's long hair was tied up with a bamboo crown. Under the pine-colored bamboo pattern cloak was a dark duck-egg blue dress. There is no better gentleman than this.

The moon-white flowing fairy skirt makes Jingyunhan's jade-like delicate and smooth skin even more white. Standing in the dry ice, it seems that she will ride on the moon in the next second.

The popularity of the first two videos can be said to be quite high, but Bai Lizhi does not intend to stop there, she wants to increase the popularity even further.

And the best way to get people who don't like to watch such boring handmade videos to click on the video is through some exciting and bloody little plots.

Bai Lizhi is not very good at making up stories, but she has listened to and read many picture books, and she has always remembered a few of them. Quoting and adapting them is enough to arouse the curiosity of people in the interstellar world.

It has been four days since the comb video was uploaded. Netizens who thought it would be like in the past and waited a week to see the new video looked at the message pushed on the terminal and their pupils were shaking.

What's going on? Why is the Yuyun Yao updated so quickly?!

Netizens clicked on the notification with shock, ecstasy and a little bit of uneasiness.

Different from the process they imagined, as the video progressed to the real-person wearing part, what they saw was not just a short display.

"My mother-in-law said that when I get haircut, Zhu Lang, the man I am going to marry, will come and marry me. I waited and waited, but I never got any news about Zhu Lang."

A female voice with a hint of sadness slowly sounded, and the sound of bamboo wind chimes swinging in the wind added to the sadness of this self-narration.

Along with the self-narration, there are also scenes.

The girl with her hair parted into a bun was sitting upright in the boudoir, holding an embroidery cloth in one hand and threading needles in the other. Her black and white eyes were concentrating on the pattern on the cloth.

The camera zooms in, showing two mandarin ducks that have completed most of the water play. The water ripples are lifelike, showing the exquisite embroidery work.

The camera got closer and closer, and Yuanyang's black eyes became blurry. When the camera turned, the woman covered her face with her sleeves, standing on a high platform and looking at the crowded street.

"Aniang said that Zhu Lang wanted to take the imperial examination, so he had no intention of loving his children. When he was the top scholar in high school, he would come to marry me in a sedan chair, so I waited and waited."

The woman with her hair in a cross bun looked through the autumn water. As spring passed and autumn came, her clothes were no longer as lively as before.

The paper spread out on the table was dotted with a drop of ink. The woman holding the brush suddenly came to her senses and crumpled the flawed letter paper into a ball.

Looking down, there are about a dozen paper balls on the ground.

"Come on, Brother Zhu, you won't come home until you get drunk tonight!"

"Sir, please stay here with Xiaocui tonight."

The candlelight swayed, cups were exchanged, the man with rosy wrists and blurred face hugged a woman with half-breasted breasts and smiled happily.

He was so drunk that he could not remember what he said in the letter, let alone that there was a fiancée in the distance who he had never met before, waiting for his reply.

"Zhu Lang said that there are many things that need to be taken care of in the imperial examination. My father sent bags after bags of silver, and the jewelry changed from gold to silver to worthless silk flowers. I finally waited for Zhu Lang's

information."

The jewelry on the woman's body became less and less, and she became more and more plain, but her bright eyes full of expectation never changed.

Then, that hope was crushed to the ground when she saw the man.

"Zhu Lang returned to his hometown in fine clothes. Although he was not destined to be the number one scholar, he still won the reputation of being the third most popular scholar. My father and mother are looking forward to him marrying me, but I feel a little uneasy."

The woman was held by her parents' hands and talked about the bright future. The woman's face also showed shy joy, but when she lowered her eyes, she also revealed a trace of uneasiness.

"My father and mother are dead. Zhu Lang said he encountered bandits on his way back. He said he would treat me well, and I believed him."

A woman in mourning clothes was held in the man's arms and comforted by the man. The woman cried heartbrokenly, but the man's hand dishonestly touched the woman's slender waist.

"On the day of the wedding, the big sedan chair was not mine, and Zhu Lang's first wife was not mine either. I was carried in through the side door overnight. Zhu Lang said that this was a marriage granted by the emperor, and he could not resist the decree."

The woman was put into a pink wedding dress by the maid, put into a small sedan and hurriedly carried into the side door. Seeing her husband and his wife, who was a noble lady, loving each other so much, the woman silently shed tears.

"He lied to me, he lied to me! He lied to me!!!"

From the initial murmuring to hysteria, the woman raised her head, and her face, which was praised as the most beautiful woman in the country, had a long scar cut from the end of the eye to the corner of the mouth.

The black and white eyes were dim, and the expression became twisted and ferocious because of anger, like an evil ghost!

"I am simply the stupidest fool in the world. My father and mother were killed by him, but I am grateful to him. I am played around by him like a fool. I hate it so much——!"

The wooden hairpin she happily wore in her hair because it was a gift from a man was stained with bright red liquid. In a dark corner, the wife, wearing gold and silver, lay motionless on the ground.
Chapter completed!