"Let's go, go down first. ”

Regarding Xiaoxue's explanation, Murong Limeng didn't realize that it was there, and it was not a way to stand here and blow the wind, so Murong Limeng took the lead in returning to the living room.

Xiaoxue shrank her body and obediently followed behind Murong Limeng.

There is a method in the wood spell that can automatically restore the spiritual life, and Murong Limeng happened to learn some from the books given by Su Zichen today.

Pinching the spirit trick and mobilizing the true qi, Ning Bi's green life breath emerged from Murong Limeng's fingertips and fell on Xiaoxue's wolf in a steady stream.

The fur burned by the Meteor Fire gradually fell off and was replaced with new fur, the same as before.

Xiaoxue jumped around happily, looking at her perfect hair with satisfaction, and turned into a human form with a snort.

"Thank you, Sister Murong!"

Murong Limeng waved her hand, it was still early, although she didn't have to rest, she didn't want to waste time, she motioned for Xiaoxue to go back to her room to rest, and she also went back to her bedroom to continue practicing.

Xiao Xue beautifully hugged the snow-white spirit crystal given by Murong Limeng, and continued to snort and sleep, seemingly not in a hurry to practice at all.

Murong Limeng was absorbing the spiritual energy in the spirit crystal all the time, refining it, transforming it into his true element, and improving his cultivation.

On the other side of the distant starry sky, above the endless sea of heavenly wounded grass, the huge purple demon tree gently swayed its branches and leaves in the moonlight.

Zishu Bingchen was holding a picture scroll in his hand, the picture scroll was full of clear air, and as time passed, the picture scroll was contaminated with pure demonic energy, making everything on the picture scroll look even more moving.

The beautiful woman is between the mountains and rivers, and the smile of the flower is like in a dream.

Zishu Bingchen held this painting, and his calm gaze fell on the line of blood-red cinnabar characters.

"If life is only as first seen, how can there be joy and sorrow?"

Reading the words of the poem without any emotion, Zishu Bingchen pursed his lips tightly, blinked his purple eyes as clear as glass lightly, and was silent for a long time.

The tireless elves of the demon clan flew up and down around the huge demon tree, and the realm of the demon clan was quiet and peaceful.

The thoughts of the Demon Realm Venerable Lord were like the faintly rising aura of the Demon Realm, circling and flying towards the nine clouds. The sentence "If life is only as first seen" brought back memories that he had not remembered for thousands of years.

It was a blazing afternoon, and the Murong family, a well-known immortal cultivator family on the Tianyuan Continent, had just finished holding a grand celebration.

The Demon Realm Venerable had never received an invitation, but after all, because he had been alone for too long, he suddenly felt as if he was too lonely, so he let himself wander on the Murong family's immortal island without intention.

At that time, he casually transformed into an immortal cultivator with an ordinary face, and as long as he cultivated as a cultivator who was not as high as him, he would not be able to detect him.

Like a true cultivator, he stood alone on the top of the Murong family's immortal island, overlooking all living beings. It seems that such a posture is normal for him.

I don't know how long he stood there, but the mountain wind wet his clothes, and he didn't rush to use the trick to expel the water vapor.

People come and go on the island, and they are staggered, and you say a word to me, so it's not lively.

Zishu Bingchen is like a lonely walker, standing alone on the top of the highest mountain on the island, without saying a word.

Murong Limeng had long been tired of the situation of mutual praise and deceit between families and the world, so she only showed her face in the middle of the banquet and quietly left the banquet.

At that time, she was born beautiful, and she was already the best in the world without any dress.

Coupled with the subtle influence of the cultivation realm, Murong Limeng looked cold and gorgeous, and compared to ordinary immortal cultivation women, she looked more of an independent charm.

The head of the Murong family must be very fond of this daughter, Zishu Bingchen saw a goose-yellow figure from a distance sweeping through the mountains and trees, elegant, dusty, without thinking, he had already guessed that she was the genius of the immortal family cultivation who had recently become famous - Murong Limeng.

When he got closer, Murong Limeng naturally found him standing on the top of the mountain.

Obviously such an ordinary face, but it shocked her heart, this person stood alone on the edge of the cliff, full of loneliness and loneliness, which was unforgettable at a glance, not to mention, when he slowly turned around, he was extravagant and arrogant, and it was impossible to hide it.

Murong Limeng Bingxue is smart, and she guessed at once which master of the family the other party must have become, maybe in order not to attract the attention of others, or maybe she was used to a low-key life, she naturally would not be stupid enough to demolish others.

When Murong Limeng was playing Quantum Book Bingchen, Zishu Bingchen was also looking at her carefully.

Stunning face, with elegant water-sleeved fairy brocade skirt, the skirt is pure goose yellow, and the skirt is shining with a low-key streamer, which is the hand ratio of the immortal refining master at a glance. Without any complicated decorations, Murong Limeng simply wore her hair in a bun, and a long green silk was draped behind her and up to her waist.

Zishu Bingchen's hand hidden in his sleeve pinched a magic trick, as long as he wanted, he could take Murong Limeng's life at any time.

Murong Limeng didn't realize the danger, and when he saw Zishu Bingchen alone, although he was stunned for a moment, he still greeted him.

"It's a nice view, I often come here alone. ”

Murong Limeng flew up lightly and landed on a peach blossom tree that was blooming brightly, her body swirled lightly, her goose-yellow long skirt drew a circle in the air, and she was already sitting on a smooth branch.

If it weren't for the fact that people often sit on this branch, it wouldn't look so smooth and clean.

Zishu Bingchen quietly looked at the light and agile woman, a pair of feet wearing snow-white palace boots, dangling in front of his eyes......

"Aren't you afraid of meeting bad people when you come out alone?" Zishu Bingchen lowered his voice, looked at Murong Limeng's aura eyes without waves, and finally opened his mouth.

You know, on weekdays, he is on the demon tree, and almost no one dares to talk to him. After a long time, he also developed the habit of speaking less. When it doesn't matter, he hardly speaks. Once spoken, it was almost concise and to the point, without wasting extra lips and tongues.

Murong Limeng looked at Zishu Bingchen strangely, tilted his head and thought about it, and asked instead of answering, "Are you a bad person?"

"It's not. Almost without any hesitation, Zishu Bingchen had already given the answer.

Of course, he is a demon, not a human, and it is impossible to be a bad person in the human race. Even if it was, it was just a bad goblin. But he knew that his people looked up to him very much, and he was certainly not a bad goblin.

Unexpectedly, the other party answered so quickly, Murong Limeng was slightly stunned, glanced at Zishu Bingchen, and suddenly laughed, "Then let's make friends!"