"What?" The pointed triangular meow ears of the cheap dragon moved slightly, "What are you talking about, beauty, the emperor didn't hear clearly." ”

"Nothing." The Night Spirit of Allure rubbed the dragon's head and said with a light smile, "I'm just talking to myself, don't care." ”

After chatting with the cheap dragon, the Night Spirit of Allure arrived opposite Ling Luo and continued to drink tea with a comfortable expression.

As he put down the celadon teacup, Allure's night spirit's gaze inadvertently swept over a fluffy mass of something in Ling Luo's hat.

"Miss Ling, that white pom-pom in your hat seems to be quite interesting."

"Oh, you said pure white." Ling Luo stretched out his hand, took pure white out of his hat, and put it in the palm of his hand.

"This little guy hasn't been doing well lately, he's very sleepy, and he woke up for a while a few days ago, and in the last half a month, he's been sleeping for twelve hours a day."

Pure Bai was disturbed by Ling Luo's movements, and lazily raised his eyelids, revealing a crimson slit in his eyes.

The little guy glanced at Ling Luo very affectionately, muttered in his mouth, and then rubbed her palm very lazily, changed his position, and then fell asleep.

"To sleep is to wake up better." In the palm of the Night Spirit of Allure, a crimson teardrop-shaped gem suddenly appeared, and it was handed to Ling Luo, "Miss Ling, this is a gift for you when we meet for the first time." ”

Ling Luo hesitated for a moment, but still took the crimson gem from the hand of the Night Spirit of Allure.

"What is this?"

"This is called the Teardrop Stone, and it is the treasure of the underworld. In different environments, different colors will appear. ”

Hearing the word Zhibao, Ling Luo's brows couldn't help frowning, and he was useless.

"Thank you Miss Nightspirit for your kindness, but Luo'er still can't accept it. Since it is the treasure of the underworld, it is too precious. ”

The woman from the underworld in front of her, although she was not hostile to herself, could not figure out the details at all.

"Arcana has never been given to people who are destined." The Night Spirit of Allure still insisted on stuffing the teardrop stone into Ling Luo's hand, and said, "You see, this teardrop stone, when it comes close to your pet, it automatically turns crimson, indicating that they are destined." ”

Hearing what the other party said, Ling Luo realized that it seemed that this was indeed the case, that teardrop stone, in the closest place to pure white, the more obvious the faint and moist light became.

"The Teardrop Stone has a spirit, this is the Teardrop Stone's own will. I'm just doing a favor, and I hope that Miss Ling can fulfill the teardrop stone. ”

Ling Luo looked at the woman in front of him steadily, his eyes fixed on the ornament at the center of her eyebrows, it was a bright red teardrop stone, very beautiful, but with a touch of sadness.

"The teardrop stone, which reflects the color of a person's soul." Allure explained.

"Okay, then I'll accept it on behalf of pure white, thank you Miss Night Spirit for your kindness." Ling Luo strung the crimson teardrop stone with a silver thread and hung it on the pure white body.

The moment the teardrop stone touched the pure white body, it instantly diffused an extremely clear pale crimson light, enveloping the pure white in it, as if it was a warm protective shield.

Sure enough, it is a spiritual thing.

"Hey, Eidolon!"

The extremely unhappy voice of Ying Xiche came out from the stacked twists and turns.

"I've asked you for so many teardrop stones before, and you're stingy and refuse to give it, why are you generous now?"