Xiao Zitong's eyes lit up, and curiosity appeared on his face, "What gift?" ”

Beichen curled the corners of his lips, "When the time comes, you will naturally know." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Zitong's eyes narrowed slightly, observing his expression, "I know." ”

"Know what?" Beichen asked.

Xiao Zitong hung her face, one foot was grinding lightly on the floor, showing a rare look of shame, biting her lip, she suddenly raised her face to look at Beichen, and then raised her finger to hook him.

Beichen bent down slightly, close to her face.

Raising his face, he quickly kissed him on the lips like a dragonfly, and the little purple pupils flashed and had already swept out of the window.

"I went to sleep...... Good night! ”

Raising his hand to touch the lips that had been kissed by her, Beichen smiled lightly, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and looked at the dimming of the light on the opposite side before retracting his gaze.

In the opposite room, Xiao Zitong didn't sleep.

After turning off the lights, she sat cross-legged on the soft fur cushion, and immediately raised her left and right hands and cultivated seriously.

Beichen had been waiting for her for nearly seven years, and she couldn't bear to let him wait any longer.

She wants to break through the True God Realm quickly and soar to the Nine Heavens.

In this room, Beichen closed the window tightly, and the person walked out of the room lightly, walked to her steps, and sat down in a robe.

He was a god, so close, how could he not know that the star power in her room was fluctuating.

Since she slept in a separate room that night, she had been working hard to cultivate every night, and he knew this, but he never broke it.

He knew that the little girl wanted to surprise him.

Although he felt sorry for her for working so hard, he didn't stop it.

From the first time he saw her under the sacred tree, he had been pampering her and pampering her, no matter whether her demands were high or low, good or bad, he never said a word.

In the blink of an eye, it was already snowfall.

After the Spring Festival in the world, it will be the Shangyuan Festival soon.

On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, it snowed a lot, and Xiao Zitong didn't make a fuss to see the lanterns, and went back to the room to practice after dinner.

Beichen was still the same as ever, sitting outside her door, quietly waiting.

In the middle of the night, the heavy snow that had been falling all day finally stopped.

The wind blows away the clouds, and a full moon sprinkles the sky and the earth.

A strange light flashed in the room of the little purple pupil, and then, a beam of moonlight fell from the silver moon in the sky, condensing into a ball, like a huge full moon slowly falling from the night sky into the world.

Beichen stood in the snow outside the door, his ink eyes narrowed slightly.

The moon-like light fell straight into the room, enveloping the small purple pupils in the room.

Like a frosty moonlight, her whole body was reflected in a soft silver moonlight, and her hair was dyed silvery-white, and then gradually turned back into ink.

A pair of moon-white wings slowly spread out behind her.

The little purple pupil opened her eyes suddenly, and the pair of dark purple eyes were dyed with some silver, and they looked crystal clear and bright.

She stood up abruptly and looked at herself in surprise, her little face suddenly full of surprise.

"Beichen!" She rushed over and opened the door, "I made a breakthrough!" ”

"Congratulations, Purple Pupil."

Outside the door, Beichen stood in the heavy snow, his body stained with a layer of silver frost, and his face was full of smiles.

The little purple pupil froze in the threshold, her gaze swept over the snow that had half-buried his boots, and finally, landed on his face.

His shoulders and hair were covered with snow, and on his long eyelashes, the snow had melted into droplets, and in the moonlight, it was like a pearl.