But on the second night, Yinyue got bigger and became more beautiful, and he was reluctant to kick her after all.

He had seen a similar Silver Moon, and on the side of the Holy Golden Hall, someone would also use it.

However, her silver moon was different from others, whether it was the essence of her vitality or the purity of her spiritual power, she was deeply attracted to him.

Then, one day, two days, three days, seven days.

He gradually got used to her noise, and got used to sticking his head out in the spring water, staring at her quietly, to see if she would occasionally show any interesting expressions.

Sure enough, every day, she doesn't let herself down.

The most interesting thing is that today, after she broke a big stone with the silver moon, she began to think about the small stone.

It was on this night that he learned that she was a fire cultivator who was able to use black flames and a purple flame.

Still, he guesses, there should be more than that.

She started carving things.

At a glance, he knew she was a rookie.

The carved things, one uglier than the other, she still dares to say that it is the moon? It's as long as a crooked bug!

When it was dawn, she went back.

Today is the latest day she has left.

Xiaoling's long silver and pale blue tail in the living spring was transformed into the shape of human legs, two white and slender legs.

He got up, put on his long robe, fastened his belt, and used a water element purification spell, and the water stains on his body and head disappeared in an instant.

The corners of Xiaoling's lips pouted in a light arc, heading towards the mountain path, and when she passed the grassy mountain road, she was attracted by a purple streamer.

He leaned down, picked up the stone carving of the upper quarter moon among the bushes, and played with it carefully in the palm of his hand.

She must have fallen.

This is her only success story.

Xiaoling frowned, and put on a disgusted look - the gap between it and the real stone carving artwork is too far!

Rough, the lines are not clear, the mental power control is not fine enough, and the temperature of the flame is unevenly controlled.

He casually points out the shortcomings of a large basket.

Just when Xiao Ling just wanted to throw away this defective product, her fingers suddenly touched a trace of roughness.

He lowered his head, and at the corner of this stone sculpture of the upper quarter moon, he saw the word "Luo".

Xiao Ling raised her eyebrows and muttered, "Her name?" ”

Stone carvers always like to leave a little mark on the edge of their work, and she should be the same.

"Pretty good." Xiao Ling chuckled, shrunk her slender five fingers, and took the purple stone carving into the palm of her hand.

A strange thought suddenly crossed Xiaoling's heart.

This is her first work, and even if it is rough, it will definitely be cherished.

That is, she will definitely come back to find it.

Xiao Ling couldn't help but chuckle again, and clenched the stone sculpture of the first quarter moon in her hand more and more.

If he hid it from her like this, what kind of interesting expression would she have?

Suddenly, there was something to look forward to.

*。 *。 *。 *。 *

Rushing back to the Holy Fire Hall from an unknown cliff, Ling Luo was so tired that he was panting and covered in sweat, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

However, fortunately, I finally caught up, and although I was the last place, I was still not late.

Despite this, Yan Xiang, who has always been strict, still glared at her fiercely several times.

"Who wouldn't have taught you the first form of the Nine Heavens Fire Sword that I taught you yesterday?"

Su Yi's body trembled, his face turned pale, he slowly raised his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "**, I'...... I don't know yet. ”