Ning Xiguang didn't make a sound to disturb him, but when he came back to his senses and noticed that she had woken up, he asked him curiously, "What do you want, so obsessed?"

Fu Siyan said "um" and did not answer specifically. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Ning Xiguang didn't care about it, she also had to be patient, and she would get the marshal to be willing to speak, and listen to it when she wanted to. And if he didn't want to say it, it meant that the matter was insignificant, or too important, he didn't want her to worry, since it was his plan, she naturally had to obey.

Ning Xiguang shook her head with a smile, got up from the bed, looked at the sky outside, and saw that it was the time when Chaoxia was born, she immediately understood, "Is Wumeng Holy Monarch buried in the bone ground today?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then let's go. It's not good to be late this time. ”

This time, the most important thing is to send the Wumeng Holy Monarch to the funeral, and now that it is a critical time, you can't drop the chain.

Ning Xiguang was an anxious man, so he said he would leave, took the marshal's hand, and walked out of the building.

As a result, before they reached the foot of the Fusang tree, they saw Fusang, who was still dressed in green, looking at them with a smile on his face. Obviously, the boy didn't know how long he had been waiting for them.

Ning Xiguang liked this shy and introverted young man, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but take a few quick steps and wanted to go over to say hello.

Clinker, after only two steps, she couldn't walk anymore - her hand was pulled by the marshal, and the marshal stood still, so she naturally couldn't walk.

Ning Xiguang was a little speechless, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that Lord Marshal's face was very smelly, and looking at Fusang's gaze was also very unkind, Ning Xiguang understood in seconds.

Yes, the vinegar jar is vinegared again.

I don't know why he is so jealous, this vinegar is so strong, one day is better than another, and he should be renamed his vinegar tank another day.

Ning Xiguang couldn't cry and laugh and whispered to him, "Let's go, don't be unreasonable." Hurry up and take your eyes back, you are so coercive that you are about to cry when you see Fusang. ”

"You care about him?" The marshal's voice was full of coldness and killing.

Ning Xiguang frowned at this time, and hurriedly said, "I care about him, obviously I care about you." You look at the crowd, and it's not good to be seen that you're rude. You are a god, the god should be high, the god is flawless, you say that if you cough, this little thing will spread out, and it will damage your coercion. ”

"I don't mind. ”

Ning Xiguang took a deep breath, "But I don't mind." You are my man, your image is my image, and I don't allow our image to be damaged a little. ”

It may be that this sentence poked the cuteness of Lord Marshal, and Lord Marshal's eyes finally filled with a slight smile, diluting the coldness and killing all over his body.

When Ning Xiguang approached with the marshal, he beckoned Fusang, "Let's go over together." ”

"Well, good. Fusang hung his head, not daring to look at Lord Shenjun, whose gaze was as powerful as wind and thunder.

Ning Xiguang saw his cowardly appearance, and became more and more distressed, so he gently pinched the marshal's palm and asked him to restrain himself.

It's all said that even if you are vinegar in your heart, you have to whitewash the peace, we can't talk, it's not a word.

However, the mood of the marshal is inexplicable, he is just unhappy now, and he wants to put on a face.

Ning Xiguang: Okay! You cow! You can do whatever you want! Who made you a high-minded and omnipotent Divine Monarch?

Ning Xiguang was helplessly preparing to call Fusang to retreat, and it happened that the rest of the big demon patriarchs came over at this moment.

Because of her, the Holy Monarch of Wumeng has not been buried for a long time, on the other hand, the Holy Monarch and the Holy Queen of the other Great Demon Races have sent them to their respective burial places in a beautiful manner after their disciples and grandchildren brought them back.

And because of the kindness of the Holy Monarch and the Holy Queen, not only the juniors of their own clan dare not forget, but even the juniors of the rest of the clan are also grateful, which leads to the fact that whenever a holy monarch is buried, almost all the big demon clans will send their patriarchs to participate.

This is a grand and solemn ceremony, and there is no room for absence.

With these funny gags, the atmosphere is not so stiff.

A group of people gossiped and went up to the Fusang Sacred Tree, and those elders who were very famous among the Jinwu clan greeted them and led them to the sacrificial hall where Ning Xiguang had visited once earlier.

Soon, the sacrificial hall was filled with people.

And as Ning Xiguang expected, the burial ceremony of Wumeng Holy Monarch was extremely grand.

Ning Xiguang participated in the whole process and felt a lot of emotion, until the end of the funeral, her eyes were still a little red, and it was obvious that she had cried.

Fu Siyan wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingers in disgust, slowly disagreeing, but his movements were very gentle, making Ning Xiguang laugh unconsciously.

The hard-mouthed and soft-hearted marshal is really the most cute.

Bidding farewell to Wu Zhan and the others, Ning Xiguang and Fu Siyan got down to the Fusang Sacred Tree and prepared to take the building to the next destination.

As a result, when they were about to enter the building, Ning Xiguang found that they were still followed by a small tail.

"Fuso, go back quickly, I'll come back to see you when I have time. ”

Fusang pursed his lips, twisted his fingers and said, "Qing, Qinglian, I can, can I follow you, play, play?"

Ning Xiguang looked at the marshal in embarrassment.

In fact, there is no need to ask this question at all, and the marshal will never agree to it.

He only enjoys the time between the two of them, and does not allow a third party to appear between the two.

Earlier, she told him several times that he should get some spiritual plants and spiritual pets to raise for thirty-three days.

She is not surprised by this person's behavior of saying one thing and doing another, but he can't even tolerate those plants and trees that have not yet enlightened their minds, and how can he tolerate the ancestor of the Fusang Divine Tree.

I know it's impossible.

Ning Xiguang could only reply to Fusang with an apologetic look.

Fuso's expression suddenly became lost.

Ning Xiguang couldn't see the little boy's sluggish appearance, so he hurriedly said again, "This time, Shenjun and I are busy with personal matters, so it's not convenient to take you over." Wait, when I'm free, let's go play together. Let me tell you, I've been to the West Heavenly Court before, and it's fun there, there are a lot of scenic spots......"

It took a lot of words to successfully appease Fusang, and when Ning Xiguang finally walked into the building, he drank two large glasses of Linglu before he gasped.

Not long after he sat down, he heard the cold voice of the marshal.

Ning Xiguang couldn't help but roll his eyes, this vinegar vat!!

Forget it, for the sake of him not interrupting just now, and not deliberately driving Fusang, he won't worry about the stingy marshal.

Ning Xiguang magnanimously didn't care about the marshal, but the marshal, in turn, wanted to deal with her.

As a result, Ning Xiguang was so glorious that he was corrected on the spot, and he didn't get out of bed for more than ten days......

Getting up again, Ning Xiguang kissed, rubbed his waist, and walked to the window to look out.

She remembered that after entering the building, the marshal started the building and flew nowhere.

I don't know where the building landed now.

Halfway through her yawn, she stopped—

Wucao, I said that I wouldn't go back for thirty-three days for the time being, but I would be busy outside.

Then who can tell her that the familiar scene and object in front of her are all ghosts?

Fu Siyan strolled into the bedroom, and saw Ning Xiguang glaring at him angrily, he was not only amused, but also deliberately teased her, and deliberately said, "Why do you look at me like that?"

"Disgusted eyes?" Ning Xiguang said that Ren is she had long lost her temper with the marshal, but seeing that he wanted to do it so much, it was difficult for her to resist not going violent.

If you don't beat him, I always feel that I can't get a breath out of my heart, and I can't suffocate it!!

Thinking like this, Ning Xiguang felt that it was better not to wronged himself. simply walked over, and as if he had to raise his fist with millet, he slammed it into the marshal's chest a few times.

"Thinking about it all day long is a play, can you let me know in advance before you want to do anything next time. I feel like I can't afford such a 'surprise'. ”

"Yes. Fu Siyan put his eyes on her forehead with a smile and said, "You can bear it." ”

Ning Xiguang stood on tiptoe, snorted, bit his chin mercilessly, and said vaguely, "Next time you dare not inform me and decide the itinerary without authorization, I will retaliate." ”

"Welcome. ”

Ning Xiguang: "......" is tired and doesn't love.

The young couple struggled for a while, and Ning Xiguang was so happy that he almost forgot to ask the marshal the reason for "doing whatever he wanted" this time.

However, she soon found out, for the marshal had taken the initiative to inform her.

"What? You said you were going to take out the ...... out of my head."

Ning Xiguang looked at the marshal dumbfounded, but his hands subconsciously held his head. It's over, and the marshal finally can't bear it anymore and wants to do something to Corion.

For some reason, Ning Xiguang's reluctant feelings for Crane became heavier at this time.

She looked at Fu Siyan silently with tears in her eyes, trying in vain to emotionalize him with true emotion - haha, it's just a small thing, since it is harmless to her, it doesn't seem to be a big deal to stay in her head...... Right?!

"Why, you don't want to?"

The marshal's phoenix-eyed and tall appearance has a kind of evil and crazy lethality, Ning Xiguang thinks that he can't bear it, and he almost nods his head with a reflex.

But deep down, she has an inexplicable attachment to Corion, and always feels that he has a lot at stake, and she can't let the marshal be willful." Take it out.

So, what do you want to do now?

Ning Xiguang is out of line.

The marshal smiled wickedly again, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse.

And at this moment, Cryan, who was hiding in Ning Xiguang's brain, was almost about to go berserk.

He kept "dripping and dripping" to express his inner grief and indignation.

God is pitiful, he really has no malice towards Ning Xiguang, the host. Although he occasionally can't help but complain about her stupidity, after getting along with so many worlds, he has long been accustomed to this stupid host, and even has a feeling similar to that of friends and relatives towards her.

Now, the marshal wants to separate them?!!

No, that's not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the marshal distrusts him so much that he is even determined to get rid of him!!

This world is too cruel to brain-dead fans and brains, and he wants to go quietly.

Corion is even more unacceptable, he worships and admires the marshal, and one day he will look at him with the eyes of a class enemy, and will use the cold means to treat the enemy, and deal with him decisively!!

Obviously, he is loyal to the marshal, how can the marshal be so ruthless?

His heart is going to break!

Coren's irritability, even Ning Xiguang, who was involved, became restless.

She looked at Fu Siyan and prayed to him with pitiful eyes, but if the marshal really made up his mind to do something, was there a reason why he couldn't do it?

What's more, it is a matter of her life, he does not allow a trace of factors beyond his control, and does not allow anything to exist in the sea of knowledge that can kill her at any time.

The final result couldn't be more obvious, Ning Xiguang was defeated, and the marshal was already making final preparations for tomorrow's "operation".

Ning Xiguang took a pill, and when he lay on the bed in the bedroom of the two, his eyelids sank a little.

The last consciousness made her pull the marshal's sleeve worriedly, and expressed all the unfinished words with one look.

"Get some sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be fine. ”

After Ning Xiguang fell asleep, she still felt that there was something extremely kind to her, and slowly entered her sea of consciousness.

She knew that this was the spirit of Lord Marshal.

He condensed his strong soul into a strand of silk thread, and entered her sea of knowledge little by little, looking for it inch by inch, without revealing a single place, without being extremely patient and meticulous.

Ning Xiguang's Yuan Shen is very powerful, and on the other hand, her four seas are very vast.

There are bright stars, endless earth, rivers and streams, lush vegetation, birds and flowers, and a gentle breeze blowing slowly in mid-air.

With such a vast sea of knowledge, it is so easy to find a place to hide. And it is too difficult to find an unknown object that has been hidden with all its powers.

But who is Fu Siyan, and how can he be stumped by this difficulty?

He searched all the land, all the stars, all the grass and trees and streams without hurrying, and finally, with a sharp eye, he locked on a small pebble by the stream, and used a secret method to bind it.

Everything went smoothly in Fu Siyan's plan, and the only thing that surprised him was that after the "little pebble" was found by him, he didn't resist at all. Instead, he looked at him with a look that wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, similar to excitement, and similar to bitterness.

Fu Siyan frowned, and finally resolutely took it out of Ning Xi's sea of light and knowledge.

When Fu Siyan opened his eyes again, he saw that the small pebble in his hand had turned into a black sheet less than the size of a thumb. There were silver marks on it, which looked a little mysterious, and he really couldn't tell for a while what kind of ability this thing had to hide in Xiguang's sea of knowledge for so many years without being known by him.

And what is this so-called intelligent brain...... Always pass on to him a feeling that he is willing to sacrifice his life for him, and hate to give up his life to be with him?

Moreover, if he was caught, shouldn't he panic and worry about his own life?

How can the more you look at him, the more you feel that you finally have to see the light of day, and you can see his excitement and excitement?

There was a soft sound of "drop" from the brain, and Cryan's eyes were red and he called out excitedly, "Lord Marshal......