Yingmo didn't speak, she stared deeply at the mortal dust.

I haven't seen it for a hundred years, and the mortal dust in front of me is no longer mortal dust, it is the ancient god Yu Ao!

"What's wrong?" asked Fan Chen, tiptoeing.

The corners of Yingmo's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, she had returned to her original appearance, and her habit of tiptoeing was still the same!

Is she still mortal?

"What are you laughing at?" asked Fan Chen again.

"It's nothing! you're just a little different!" replied Yingmo coldly.

It's different! I haven't changed!

Fan Chen looked down at his feet, touched his face, he has always been like this!

She shook her head. "I haven't changed. ”

She is Yu Ao and mortal. In her own opinion, she is like this, and those characteristics of mortal dust are slowly fading in her, her true identity is God, her real name is Yu Ao, mortal dust, it is just a stroke of her life.

"Why didn't you invite me in and sit here?" Fan Chen looked at Yingmo with dripping eyes.

"Absolutely. Yingmo nodded.

The two of them immediately turned into a wisp of white smoke, and a wisp of black smoke disappeared and left.

In the Damang Palace, Fan Chen wore a white skirt with a waist up, and the pleated skirt swayed with Fan Chen's cheerful footsteps.

All the demon soldiers' eyes were straight, and they couldn't believe that the one in front of them was the ancient god Yu Ao, or the disciple of Nixian Mountain who had lived in this Great Mang Palace.

Although everyone had doubts in their hearts, they didn't dare to speak out, which shows how afraid everyone is of Yingmo.

Fan Chen looked at Yingmo taking him in the direction of not his Immortal Temple, without frowning, he raised his head and shouted to Yingmo: "Yingmo, where are you taking me and me?"

Yingmo strode forward, without meaning to stop, and replied in a low voice: "Damang Palace." ”

Every time he came, he took himself to live in his temple, and this time he actually took himself to the temple of Damang1

Fan Chen stopped, watching Yingmo get farther and farther away from her, farther and farther away, she shook her head helplessly, turned around suddenly, waved her hand, and flew up, her white skirt swaying in the wind.

Yingmo immediately turned around, his charming eyes trembled slightly, watching Fan Chen leave inexplicably, he immediately flew into the air, and his long black hair rose slightly in the breeze.

He grabbed Fan Chen's right hand and asked urgently, "Where are you going?"

Fan Chen turned his face, and her black hair was a little messy by the wind, but it did not affect her arrogant and elegant face at all.

"It's not that you don't want to see me!" she replied coldly, a little annoyed with Yingmo.

Yingmo's eyebrows and eyes suddenly lit up, looking at Fan Chen's appearance at the moment, exactly the same as Fan Chen, his heart instantly warmed.

looked at Fan Chen dotingly. "Who said that?"

He grinned and flew towards the Immortal Temple.

Fan Chen stepped into the main hall, everything had not changed here, and her eyes slowly swept around the hall.

"You're really spotless. He whispered to Yingmo.

Yes, I am the same, and my heart for you has never changed!

He smiled bitterly, pursed his mouth, and sat down with Fan Chen at the table where the two of them drank tea together.

"By the way, how about the crows?" Fan Chen looked at Yingmo eagerly.

"It's okay. Yingmo replied calmly, shaking her long sleeves, revealing her white and tender wrists, picking up the teapot on the table with her right hand and holding the teacup with her left hand.

Whoa......

The teacup was steaming hot, as if it had just been brewed.

He put the tea in front of Fan Chen, and raised his hand slightly. "You taste it. ”

Fan Chen took the tea, lifted the teacup, opened his mouth, took a small sip lightly, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. "This tea is still so good. ”

"Do you remember?" Yingmo stared at the mortal dust tightly.

Of course I remember!

Her brows tightened slightly, looking at Yingmo a little strange today, and put down the teacup in her hand. "I said, why are you a little strange today?"

Yingmo shook her head. "Nope. ”

"No, you've been weird since I saw you, okay?" Fan Chen said to him affirmatively, straightening up and looking at Yingmo seriously, wanting to hear how he explained.

Yingmo's soul-stirring dark black magnificent eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, adding a sultry style.

The thin lips pursed lightly, as if smiling but not smiling. The skin is fairer than snow, as if it is slightly emitting a silvery white glow.

He glanced at Fan Chen, and whispered, "I don't know whether to call you a proud God?"

Feather Proud God?

Fan Chen's originally slightly frowning brows gradually loosened, and there was a glittering light in her eyes, and in an instant, she raised a bright smile, and suddenly it was deep.

She finally knew why Yingmo was a little lukewarm to herself!

"I'm mortal, and I'm also a feather pride. She said to Yingmo affirmatively.

"Really?" asked Yingmo, as if there was something in her words.

Fan Chen nodded affirmatively. "Of course, I am Yu Ao, and Fanchen himself is also me. ”

She pursed her mouth, she couldn't speak, and she didn't know how to say to Yingmo, so she said to him succinctly and clearly: "Are you worried that I will recover my memory, and after breaking the seal, I will become another person, and I will no longer be friends with you? I can tell you for sure that I am mortal, and you will never change in my heart, but those memories of my past have returned, so I may make you a little strange, but this is also me, a me you don't know, but she is still mortal." ”

......

Yingmo frowned, he understood a little, and he didn't understand it, but he clearly heard what Fan Chen said, and he would never change in her heart.

His face finally showed the same doting smile on his face as before, bright, bright, and warm.

Fan Chen finally had a familiar smile on Yingmo's face, and laughed happily.

Suddenly, Yingmo's glowing face suddenly darkened slightly, and he asked Fan Chen in a heavy voice, "Then from now on, will we become enemies?"

Fan Chen shook his head in a daze, and his furlen brows furrowed again. "I am friends with you forever, and no one can change it, as for the matter between you and the Heavenly Divine Realm, I don't care about anything, but the premise is that you can't hurt living beings, you can't ......"

Speaking of this, Fan Chen smacked his lips, how could Yingmo who he knew be this kind of person.

"I know you won't. ”

Yingmo pursed her mouth, looked at Fanchen with satisfaction, and reached out to touch Fanchen's head. "Silly Fan'er. ”

Fan Chen frowned unaccustomedly, he didn't feel anything before, why did he feel so awkward today.

Suddenly, Yingmo didn't have any expression on his face, and he whispered to Fan Chen, "I have found out the person who imprisoned you in the mortal realm a thousand years ago. ”

"The Raven told me. Fan Chen replied indifferently.

Yingmo nodded, her eyes looked at Fanchen fixedly, thinking that she would ask her about Qianji's whereabouts and intercede for her, because, if it was the previous Fanchen, she would definitely be, but at this time, Fanchen in front of her was unmoved.