"Hehe, whose little fox is this, how is it injured. ”

In a trance, a voice as crisp as a silver bell sounded.

The faint fragrance came, and the tip of Su Ming's nose fluttered slightly, feeling so familiar.

Before he could open his eyes, a pair of soft little hands picked him up, not caring about the ashes and bloodstains.

"Sleep, sleep......"

Who is whispering in his ear?

The heavy darkness lingered, but Su Meng rarely felt calm and slept peacefully.

......

And when he awoke, it was already dark.

Where is this?

The little fox suddenly realized, shook his still groggy head, and looked at his surroundings.

But after a few moments, there was only one thought left in my mind—a lot of books.

The cold moonlight in winter shines on the scattered bookshelves in the room, showing a bit of atmosphere.

There was a fellow man in the bookshelf, and he always wondered if the master here also had the habit of lying on the ground, just like Mu Xiaoxiao did back then.

There are not too many pendants in the room, clean and tidy, the doors, windows and bookshelves made of spiritual wood are all black, the style is elegant, quite simple.

And the rows of bookshelves could not stop his majestic divine soul power from discovering the messy books behind him.

Well, it's a habit that's pretty similar.

The little fox couldn't help muttering to himself.

If you didn't know the direction of your flight, you almost thought that you were saved by Xiaoxiao.

Besides, the decoration here is not like Mu Mansion.

Su Meng secretly said that he was confused, why did he remember his nephew?

On the big bed, the brocade quilt is messy, and there is still some residual warmth and dark fragrance, indicating that the owner here has not been gone for a long time.

He was lying on the bed, and a piece of warm jade was carefully stuffed in his arms.

It's a familiar taste.

Who could it be? Su Meng was thinking about it, but he didn't find anyone approaching.

"Are you awake?" the girl jumped in from the half-hidden windowsill like a ghost, shook her wet hair, and hugged him into her arms with a smile, "I was dirty when I first saw you, so I took a bath for you by the way." ”

Su Meng is embarrassed, who is this girl?

"But how did you get hurt so quickly?" the visitor held it up into the air, looking at it curiously.

The four eyes met, and at this time, Su Meng had the opportunity to see the appearance of this "life-saving benefactor".

If she closes her eyes, with her not particularly outstanding facial features, she can only be regarded as delicate, but when she opens her eyes, Rao is Su Meng is used to seeing the beauty of the world, and she also feels a pounding heart.

How to describe this feeling?

It's like strolling in a dry autumn night, and suddenly a soft rabbit crashes into your palm, and in an instant, the liveliness and warmth spread to every corner of your body.

is different from Wan'er's surprise when she first saw it, the sudden agility in the peace makes people's hearts ripple slightly.

The sense of familiarity is getting stronger.

Have we seen it somewhere? The little fox's fluffy tail flicked and muttered in his heart.

......

The end of the year is approaching, and a light snow is falling in the city.

This was his first year of solitude since he joined the WTO.

Maybe not alone.

Su Meng lay in the girl's arms, looked up at the sky, and sighed speechlessly.

Outside the window, snowflakes are fluttering, and inside the house, there are red sleeves to add fragrance.

But what kind of life is I living here, I was used as a pillow.

is different from Qianqian's non-nesting temperament, this girl is very calm.

As he expected, she could spend the whole day quietly lying on the shelves without an image and picking up a book.

I think that if she meets Xiaoxiao, the two will have a common language.

Every day since he woke up, no matter what he wanted to do, just let her hold it.

Although Su Ming, who had not recovered from his injuries, was reluctant, he still accepted the current situation.

The battle with Haijon was too lucky, and although he survived in the end, his body was also severely traumatized.

According to the usual theory, after invoking the power of Jindan, he needs to recuperate for a day or two, otherwise there will be serious discomfort in the meridians, and he, not only almost squeezed out the power of Jindan, but also let go of the last suppression of the power of the demon pupil!

Fortunately, his sanity was still there that day, and he was not eroded by that anger, so he stopped in time, otherwise he wouldn't have been laughed to death by the old man of Hairong?

If he drags on for a little longer, he may not end up better than him!

Perhaps, with a "bang", it became the most splendid fireworks in the world.

Even so, the meridians in the body are now broken, remnant, like a sieve.

But what did you get in the end?

The corners of the little fox's mouth twitched slightly, and she subconsciously avoided the thoughts related to her.

The Linglong Huitian Pill has already been refined, and there are seven grains, which is the share of the two together.

Su Meng angrily threw a grain into his mouth, he was injured so badly, it was not too much to eat a little, right?

It's a big deal to give her the rest.

Thinking so, my mind drifted again.

After the year, it will be the feast of the seven immortals.

For this reason, he also deliberately asked the old man Taiqing for an immortal weapon called "Obscuring Leaves", but now that he thinks about it, he can't use it.

The lazy little fox who didn't want to move yawned, and suddenly felt that he had failed in his life.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a black cloak appeared, knelt down on one knee in front of the woman, and said softly: "Mansion Master, Chen Yunting has appeared." ”

Chen Yunting?Su Ming's body trembled, he didn't expect to hear that name here.

"Oh?" the bright-eyed girl didn't seem to notice his abnormality, and rubbed the fox in her arms with a smile, "He didn't hide?"

"According to Mr.'s information, he was a guest in the palace of the king of Chu at this time. ”

The little fox's forehead jumped violently, if he remembered correctly, the king in the Dusk Yuan Palace was the ......

"Are we ......" the mysterious man tilted his head, eager to try.

"No, wait. The girl's crisp voice was full of solemnity, "Since you are willing to end up in person, there must be something major happening within the Divine Sect." ”

"The muddy waters of the Imperial City are not so easy to wade in!"

Su Meng was also solemn, originally he was still thinking about being lazy.

......

The tentacles of the world of Wanmiao Hearing are all over the world, which greatly reduces the cost of transportation.

Even the Twilight Yuan Realm, which has always relied on the dangers of the terrain and has basically cut off contact with the mainland countries, can travel back and forth between countries through the secret realm, and suddenly this isolated island-like land has become lively.

And the Amethyst Immortal Palace is gone.

As for what happened in it, the major families have different opinions.

The largest audience is nothing more than the intervention of the immortals and taking away the immortal palace, or the resurrection of the immortal monarch and taking it away, these two statements.

But in private, there are many people who think that the silver-eyed madman robbed to the end, and even refused to let go of this amethyst palace, and finally got what he wanted.

It's incredible.

The rumors are not credible, but it is an indisputable fact that Su Meng has become a taboo.

The human race is prosperous, and the heavens are proud, how can they be suppressed by a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old?

It's not "how", it's "how".

Those who have experienced it are secretive, and there are some vague guesses about its identity, and they dare not say much in awe. The older generation, although they were also a little jealous, did not want the younger generations to lose their faith in cultivation from now on, so they ordered to be sealed.

But between the major immortal-level forces, a bigger storm slowly condensed......