Shigeru's figure was becoming more and more indistinct in the dim light. Lu Jian took the guest list in his hand and stood outside the courtyard in a little stunned. He held his breath and listened quietly to Shigeru's self-talk.

"That's fine, mine was ruined by me, yours...... Just hang it here, maybe one day when you come back and see this gourd, you can still think of a silly fox named Amao, who was waiting for you under this tree, thinking of you, hating you, loving you......"

Tears poured down without warning, and Shigeru wiped his eyes with his cuffs until they were red all around his eyes. "It's really unproductive! Say goodbye to crying! Mao sobbed, and suddenly felt an indescribable grievance and sadness welling up in her heart, and just wanted to cry but immediately covered her mouth with her hands, her shoulders shrugged slightly, but she couldn't hear a whimper.

For the last time, this is the last time!

She stopped crying for him, and stopped dwelling in hopeless hope.

The night is boundless, and everything is silent. Ah Mao's silent crying seemed to be even more moving, Lu Quan's originally stretched eyebrows were wrinkled tighter and tighter, and the list in his hand was unconsciously crumpled by him.

For some reason, every time he saw Shigeru's tears, his heart would throb inexplicably. The pain was real and familiar, as if he had been so hurt and hurt not long ago.

That's really ...... Fantastic.

Did he, who had amnesia, really like this stupid girl? He's a little confused, and the confusion can't tell whether it's illusory or reality.

He knew that Mao was in love with Changya. He also knew that Amao was respectful of him.

And he and him are clearly the same person.

Mao's overly cold attitude towards him made Lu Jian feel inexplicably irritable. also inexplicably hates the man named Chang Ya.

"Chang Ya, what kind of person are you?" Lu Jian narrowed his eyes and whispered, and stood for a long time, until Ah Mao returned to the dormitory before turning to leave.

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Demon Realm, Kurosawaden.

There was not a trace of light in the inky hall, and Long Lan knelt in the darkness, telling Kuroki Yuntian about Amao's recent situation.

"She's become an oracle? Oh, that's good! Kuroki Yuntian smiled with satisfaction, and cast a spell to light all the candles in the hall.

Long Lan didn't seem to be quite used to the sudden light, and squinted her eyes a little uncomfortably. "A-Mao's move is obviously to join forces with the God of Nalu Pressure, and it will definitely be more difficult for us to recruit her in the future. In addition, there is another matter, Long Lan got the news that the god of Lu pressure is going to entertain guests in the Shangshen Treasure Palace, and I don't know what his intention is to do this? ”

Black wood for a long time

"You forgot, she wants to save Mo Xue! And Lu Jian can help her save Mo Xue! ”

Long Lan was shocked, "I see! She suddenly wondered: "Your Excellency, since the two of them have joined forces, how should we deal with it?" ”

Kuroki didn't respond to her question, but just smiled coldly, and the burning candle flame jumped in the golden pupils, which became brighter and brighter. "Long Lan, I want you to do two things now." With a wave of his hand, a note flew in front of Long Lan, and Long Lan's face changed after seeing it, and she wanted to confirm what she saw in disbelief. Unexpectedly, the corner of the note suddenly burned and instantly turned into ashes.

"Do you see clearly? The stakes are high, find someone reliable to do it! As for that thing, Long Lan, I'm afraid you're going to have to go there yourself. ”

Long Lan's face was full of embarrassment, and she arched her hand and said, "Long Lan is not talented, that thing, I'm afraid...... Not easy to get! ”

"Long Lan, you should know that most of the demon lords in the Demon Realm are not convinced by you. I'm going to give you a chance today, a chance for you to prove yourself! ”

"But......" Long Lan was timid in her heart, the task given to her by Kuroki Yuntian could not be completed by a person who was both wise and brave. Her master Ye Zhifeng is a hermit master, with a lot of skills and resourcefulness, and she also has her true inheritance, and she is outstanding. But if she wants to do it herself...... She was really embarrassed.

"You want to refuse?" Kuroki Yuntian asked, his voice as cold as ice and snow without the slightest warmth.

Long Lan knew the fate of refusing this task - she would be expelled from the power center of the Demon Realm, and there would never be a day to turn over.

Is this the end of it?

No! She is not reconciled!

Long Lan's heart was horizontal, and she bowed her head and said: "Your Excellency, rest assured, Long Lan will definitely do it well, and she will definitely live up to the trust of Your Excellency!" ”

The man in the hall nodded slightly, as if everything was expected by him. "When is his feast?"

"Five days later."

"Five days? Long Lan, I'll give you four days to find a way to get that thing in front of me! ”

"Yes!"

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There is still one day left before the day of the banquet for the immortals, Ah Mao's heart jumped slightly, although this Lu Jian has a strange temper, but it still counts if he speaks! She looked at the guest list of the banquet and felt that they were all more reliable immortals.

"Hongluan Shenjun, Wunian Shenjun, Yue Lao, Feng Rin......" she muttered, hehe smiled, these are her old acquaintances, please come and reminisce about the past.

“…… Fairy Chang'e?! Empress Qingqiu?! And also...... That crazy woman?! Thinking of this, Mao rubbed his eyes, for fear that he would be dazzled.

What is this to do? Wouldn't it be nice to invite the people who should come, why invite a few of them?

These days, she probably also talked a lot about the "great achievements" of these goddesses and immortals with Lu Quan, and the implication was to ask him not to invite them over, so as not to make everyone look at each other and be embarrassed. But this list of invitations really disappointed her.

No way, she must deliver these invitations.

After working for most of the day, she personally sent most of the invitations, and now only the invitations of Chang'e, Tu Shanyu and Jinxiao remain. It's not that she doesn't dare to go, it's that she doesn't want to go at all.

Mao pinched the three invitations in distress, eager to tear them all up and throw them into the Liuqing Pond.

"Why haven't the invitations been sent yet?"

The abrupt sound made Shigeru look up suddenly. A certain god is dressed in white, handsome, and he looks even more dazzling when he stands in the sun.

Amao was not interested in the beautiful man in front of him, so he immediately lowered his face, picked up the invitation card in his hand and left.

"Stop!"

Mao stopped and turned around, "What else is the matter with you?" ”

"Are you curious, why did I invite the three of them?"

Mao's heart sank, and there was no sound.

"If you want to save Mo Xue, you must have three artifacts in your hands, in addition to the Linglong Pagoda and the Phoenix Qin, the only things we can find now are the Qiankun Bag and the Sun-Shooting Bow. Needless to say, Maitreya Buddha is a character who has to be invited. ”