A certain God did not want to say anything right now, because no matter what he said, it was impossible to glue his face together.
Hei Xinjiu rolled her eyes and said slyly, “Prince Charming, don’t tell me that you are going to run back and forth every night in the future? TSK, tsk, just for this luck with women, I feel that this trip to the ghost realm is really worth it!”
Di beiming squeezed out two words from between his teeth, “Shut up!”
Hei xinjiu snickered before her smile froze. “Prince Charming, have you reached the second level of Yuanchu? One level every day? That’s too depressing!”
Di beiming glanced at her. “It’s not the second level of Yuanchu.”
“That’s what I’m talking about. How can one level up every day? If that’s the case, I won’t Let Anyone Live!”
“I’m at the third level of Yuanchu.”