"Seductive?" Sanji repeated softly, looking at the Styx like a hungry wolf, and then he stood up sharply, and in an instant he was in front of the Styx.

"Mingming, you just tempted my heart, you are playing with fire, you know?"

He stepped back violently, looked at Sanji in general consciousness, his little face was crimson, and he quickly shifted his gaze to other places, and whispered:

"Well, I'm done enjoying the song, let's remove the enchantment."

Sanji looked at her crooked little head, and couldn't help but tilt his head away and look at her face to face.

"Aren't you responsible for turning off the fire?"

"Sanji, you ......" I didn't expect Sanji's words to be so powerful, and I didn't know how to answer for a while, and the crimson on my face became even darker.

Seeing her at a loss, Sanji instantly became extremely happy, and his right hand struck and pulled the underworld into his arms, and the underworld's body trembled, stiff and did not dare to move.

Wen Yu was in his arms, Sanji closed his eyes with satisfaction, and the flame in his heart gradually extinguished, so it was excellent to stay quietly together.

"Darkness."

"Huh?"

"I will find you wherever you are, and I will be with you wherever you go."

"Sanchi, why are you so good to me, I'm afraid I can't repay you, I can't even guarantee my future, so what if I fail you?" Sanchi's tenderness made his heart not full of sweetness, on the contrary, he was frightened and worried, thinking that it would be enough for the two to be happy, but too many people and things changed his original mind.

Sanji hugged her a little tighter, although the two were not destined to be able to love each other like ordinary people, but they also had to bear too many heavy responsibilities, no matter what happened in the future. Now it's in the hands of you.

So, Hua Mingming, I won't let you down me.

…… On the fourth day of the ten-day covenant, Hua Mingming practiced the Pure Heart Pushan Mantra, and by the way, he inspired the skill of the moonset West Mountain, which was supposed to treat Sakura and Tong Hanrui, but it was delayed in the relationship with Sanchi.

When the moon sets in the western mountains. Darkness returned to the Pothos Palace. Putting away the too much love brought by being alone with Sanji, he quickly put himself into a state of pure cultivation again.

Even so, compared to the first three days of cultivating Xiao Zhoutian. This cultivation is much more difficult. Before, he had accumulated a lot of cultivation, so he was fed with a strong aura in the Green Pothos Palace, and he quickly broke through to the realm of Xiao Zhoutian, and now. As a novice who has just reached the realm of Xiao Zhou Tian, it is really difficult to immediately attack the Great Zhou Tian.

The night in the Pothos Palace is colder and quieter than outside. Hua Mingming, who was eager to enter the state of selfless cultivation, was like encountering a nightmare, and the people and things that had been and were now poured into her mind like a movie screen, making her unable to be at peace. Her eyes were closed, her brows were slightly frowned, and a dark aura lingered on her forehead.

"Who is it?"

Wake up violently. In such a bad state, she felt that this was not herself. With her eyes open, she glanced around, and in the empty pothos palace, who else was there besides her?

"Did I think too much? What should I do if I don't calm down? ”

Her upright body shrank suddenly, and she was like a helpless child at this time, not knowing where the direction was, and there was not even one around her who could ask for help.

The cold moonlight shines through the doors and windows of the palace, projecting on the body of the underworld, and a clear shadow falls into the eyes, it is the figure of a girl, but it does not have the vitality that a girl should have.

"What's wrong with me?" Whispering, she has never been such a combative person, but now even if she knows that her state is not very right, she just can't adjust it.

A qiē in the water mirror fell into the eyes of the pothos fairy, as if a soft sigh, she walked to the side of the bed, looking at the full moon in the sky.

"Sure enough, she was still affected by the full moon."

The pothos fairy fell into deep thought in the month, and back then, so did that person, even stricter than now.

As if she had made up her mind, the pothos fairy walked back to the water mirror, and after a few fixed glances, she came to her bed, and with a slight twist of her fingers, a long jade box appeared in front of her eyes, and the green light scattered out, illuminating the entire room.

The pothos fairy stroked the jade box, and the wonderful feeling from her fingers swept through her body, and the lid of the box opened, and a green hole flute flew out and fell into the hands of the fairy.

In the main hall, Ying Ming tried to regain her mind several times, and she must be engrossed in her cultivation, but she failed several times, and a large number of pictures came to mind, and more and more, disturbing her headache.

Remembering the ten-day covenant, today is the fourth day and late at night, and he barely musters up his spirits, closes his eyes again, and tries to use his strong spiritual power to drive away those familiar or unfamiliar pictures.

What she didn't expect was that the picture in her mind seemed to be more powerful than her, no matter how much she couldn't get rid of her, and even shouted at her like a challenge, and her eyes closed and she could see that her eyes were rolling rapidly, and she was on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly-

It's like a person sighing softly, and it seems to be the morning dew that darkens the petals, and the breeze blows the willow tips low. The frowning brows gradually relaxed, and the silent hall was filled with a beautiful sound coming from nowhere.

The stiff body began to soothe, the brain was empty, and the pictures that came from nowhere gradually disappeared, as if a clear spring slowly flowed through the body, and slowly injected into the limbs, making the body flutter lightly, as if above the clouds, at this time, the mind of the dark was completely calm, and the strong aura in the hall began to sweep through her whole body, along every open tiny pores, warming every inch of her skin, nourishing the muscles and veins of the whole body.

Xiao Sheng gradually faded away, and the darkness completely entered the state of cultivation.

"Sister, you're too worried about flowers."

The red smoke fairy looked at the hole flute in the hand of the green pothos, her eyes were full of shock, she even used this treasure, could it be that there is something that cannot be ignored in this flower.

The pothos fairy's eyes drifted into the distance, where there was a woman with a body and appearance that looked like a flower, dressed in crimson clothes, and jumped off the feather platform with a resolute face.

Without answering Hongyan's words, Lu Pothos's eyes fell on the body of the underworld who had finally cultivated carefully, in the next three days, it is completely possible for the underworld to reach the realm of the Great Zhou Heaven, after all, they are all so rebellious beings. Hongyan looked at the look of the pothos and guessed a thing or two, but he didn't dare to mention it.

Somewhere in the main hall, looking at the figure of the girl surrounded by aura, a satisfied smile finally appeared on the beautiful face of the pothos fairy. (To be continued.) )