Pan Qian always felt that his memory seemed incomplete.

Those words kept echoing in her mind.

But I can't remember anything else about it at all.

The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, but she couldn't control herself from thinking about it, as if that person was more important to her than anything else.

She hit the wall with her head in pain, but she still couldn't help but think of that person.

She finally remembered that she had taken small steps to catch up with that person, grabbed her clothes, and said to her carefully and solemnly: "Emperor, I like you so much."

The other party was looking down at something. When he heard her words, he said casually: "Don't like me."

"why?"

"Because I will not respond to you or fall in love with you. No, to be precise, I will not fall in love with anyone."

"Hmm...I don't understand."

"Because when I have someone I am partial to, my decision is likely to change according to his preferences. This is absolutely unacceptable."

"Because you're in charge here, um... so you need to be absolutely right and fair?"

"Almost. But no one can be sure, including me. I can only do my best."

"Well...I suddenly understood that it's not that you don't like anyone, you like everyone. Because everyone is your subject!"

"Interesting answer."

"Then... what if one day you are no longer the Great Emperor of Fengdu? Can you like others? Can you be partial?"

She felt that His hand paused slightly, and then said: "That day will never happen."

"Um...why?"

"You always have a lot of questions."

"Hey, it's because I'm still a child, so tell me."

"Because the underworld needs me. I have the responsibility and obligation to dedicate everything to it, including my emotions and preferences."

"Then if there is a new more suitable successor, or if you leave the underworld, it will become better, then will you leave? Oh, you don't need to answer, I already know the answer. I want to ask...

…What do you want to do after you leave the underworld?”

"Suppose that day comes..." He put down the things in his hands and looked up at the sky that would never light up in the underworld. "I want to visit the underworld and live an ordinary life."

"Going back to the original question. Can you be partial at that time? Can you like something?"

She saw Him smile rarely: "Yeah."

"Then will you be partial to me?"

"If I don't show favoritism to you, you will give me a headache, right?"

"Are you going to have a headache?"

"Not now, but maybe if the day comes."

"Well...then can I like you?"

"Can't."

"Emperor, you are so bored sometimes, can't you change your answer? And oh, can't you smile more? Talk more? Oh, I guessed it again, because the underworld does not need a lively and verbose manager.

, right?"

Emperor Fengdu remained silent, and she did not feel embarrassed. She continued to talk to herself: "If I can't like you, then I will like someone who is very similar to you, right?"

"You mean Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"How are you similar to him? They are completely different, okay? He is so annoying!"

"Then who looks like me?"

"Hey, good-looking people. I like people who are as good-looking as the emperor. Hey, the new little judge named Gu is good... Hehe. Dad, tell me, if I invite him to enjoy the flowers of the other side, he will

Agree?"

"How do I know this? If you want to know, just go and try."

"I'm not going now, because I still like you the most compared to him."

"Can't like it."

"You are so boring!"

When the memory completely returned, she couldn't help but smile.

"It turns out that I have found you..."

Cui Jue quickly threw away the rabbit doll and ran towards the next door.

When he arrived, what he saw was a body with a broken head and blood.

Once Pan Qian dies, the tiger will wake up.

This is how the demon woke up.

The corpse suddenly twitched, and the head that was leaning against the wall spun around strangely, with its back and head facing Cui Jue at the same time.

A ball of black energy suddenly appeared in her hand, and a witchcraft doll exactly like Cui Jue appeared.

After Chi revived, the curse he imposed was unparalleled by Pan Qian's.

Cui Jue quickly controlled his ghost energy and knocked the doll away, but he understood that this was only a temporary measure, because the devil also knew many ways to curse.

I saw another witchcraft doll condensed out of the devil.

Cui Jue slowly raised a question mark in his heart, what is going on?

Has the sword become weaker? Does she only know this one kind of curse?

But from the perspective of strength, Chi's strength has not been weakened, except...

Cui Jue was feeling strange and suddenly remembered something.

her weapons.

Once the Li Gui Shang is separated from the weapon, his superficial strength will not show much, but in actual combat, it will be greatly reduced, such as the little Loli Xin who was killed by Ying Sanyue.

As long as Gui Piao is in the hands of a little lolita, the one who can't bear to walk around is probably Ying Sanyue.

Just like Chen Jie used the control chain to kill Sheng Ruge last time, the combination of Xiao Loli and Yu Jie can also defeat Ying Sanyue. After all, Ying Sanyue is a strong attacker, not defensive like Xiao Jing.

.

Let's describe it this way. Assuming that the offensive type and the control type are of the same level, then the offensive type will probably be the dominant one in a head-on fight. But if the control type is a little higher than the offensive type, then the offensive type will probably not be able to fight back in the entire process.

force.

If the level of the aggressive type is higher than that of the controlling type, and instead of fighting head-on and fighting guerrillas, the probability of the controlling type escaping is very high. After all, the attacking type often cannot retain people.

Of course, those who used countless teleports to catch up like Ying Sanyue were special cases.

The standard configuration of the aggressive type does not have the ability to move.

Suddenly, Cui Jue heard approaching footsteps.

Before he could tell the strength of the enemy, he heard a shout.

"Pan Qian! Pan Qian! Are you calling me?"

This is the voice of a young girl.

Footsteps and voices were getting closer and closer at a strange speed. The door opened with a bang, and a head poked out from the outside.

The pupils of the head were completely black, and there were two lines of blood and tears streaming down her pale face. The corners of her mouth had a strange angle, and the ends of the corners of her mouth were sewn with needles and threads, making her unable to stop smiling at all.

It's like a witchcraft doll made from a living person.

"Master, are you calling me?"

This head looks exactly like Pan Qian’s best friend Wei Lin.

Chen Jie's character was a bit bad, which resulted in her having fewer friends during her lifetime, while Pan Qian's character was much worse than Chen Jie's, with a controlling appearance, double standards, and a tendency to play missing, play truant, and be nagging, and had almost no friends.

Anyone likes her.
Chapter completed!