"Stupid. Mu Bai's complexion did not change, his light brown eyes revealed a cold and indifferent, his eyes were dark, and he was even more gloomy, and his lips were pursed, as if he was a little cold.

Mu Bai raised his hand slightly, and a snow-white immortal qi slowly floated up, enveloping Ye Luo, and in an instant, the pain on Ye Luo's face was reduced a little, his eyes gradually became calm and calm, his breathing was even, and his consciousness seemed to have recovered.

"Ye Luo knew his mistake and was willing to be punished. I beg God to let him go, all this is my own fault, and I forced him to stay with me, all this has nothing to do with him, if you want to punish him, please God punish me severely. Regaining his senses, Yeluo immediately knelt down on his knees, his head bowed to the ground, anxious and panicked, there was a cold sweat on his back, his voice trembled slightly, his heart was pinched, his mind was blank, and only the most primitive fear pierced his blood.

"I remember I said, emotional defeat. Mu Bai's slender and white hands were slightly folded, his eyes lowered, like a high king looking down on the subjects at his feet, the corners of his mouth were hooked as if he was smiling, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Ye Luo calmly, unable to guess his emotions and decisions. Whether he is dead or alive depends on his thoughts.

Mu Bai raised his feet, towards the Yeluo style, his steps were light but the wind was blowing step by step, every step he moved, the turbid air in the room would instantly condense, and then dissipate, forming several powerful ripples, with him as the center, circle by circle, after the shock was only in an instant, it turned into a sharp blade, scraping the turbidity in the air piece by piece, just this step, the house was bright and clean, and there was a trace of sweet and sweet ink orchid fragrance.

Yeluo trembled, rolling his Adam's apple up and down, his voice hoarse and ugly, good to hear the residue left by excessive indulgence. He didn't dare to speak easily, for fear that such a pickled voice would defile Mu Bai's sacred ears, so he had to open his mouth slightly, but he couldn't say it, frowning, not daring to look up at the face with a dark expression and uncertain emotions, let alone meet those cold and icy eyes.

"Lord God......" Yeji followed behind Mu Bai, glanced at the person prostrate on the ground in front of the bed, and quietly glanced at the cold and snow-white figure, his voice sank, and he didn't know how to speak for a while. Yeluo has always understood the mind of Lord God best, understands the rules of following him, treats himself all the way, and abides by loyalty. If which of the two of them is most likely to break the ring and foul should also be his night season, why would Yeluo not be able to keep his heart and get into trouble?

What is the meaning of the sentence of Lord God? Could it be that Yeluo has feelings and true feelings for others? Yeji finally reacted from the confusion, his eyes were dull in an instant, and he was so shocked that he didn't even know how to accumulate his facial features, but his eyes widened, and he looked at Yeluo and then at Mu Bai, frightened, really frightened.

Thinking like this, Yeji's mind suddenly broke into some scenes from two hundred years ago, and secretly screamed that it was not good. Is it really because of the evil fate of the mortal tribulation?

The edges of the snow-white boots were embroidered with gold threads, and they had come close to stop at some point. Ye Luo looked at the white, his hands tightened, closed his eyes tightly, and then smiled sadly, raised his eyes to look at Mu Bai's gaze as if relieved, but he was nostalgic, and said astringently: "From beginning to end, it's just my wishful thinking, and please God for the sake of Ye Luo's follower for many years, don't wash away his memory, and find another official position to settle him elsewhere, as for my feelings, if we can only do this, Ye Luo begs God Lord to think of a way not to let him know." ”

Mu Bai's gaze was slightly sluggish, and then he returned to normal, slowly raised his hand, his fingertips were attached to the center of Ye Luo's eyebrows, his tone was cold and ruthless, but his eyes seemed to be stained with a little mist, and he slowly spoke, "Okay." ”

The corners of Ye Luo's mouth hooked up a touch of happy satisfaction, closed his eyes, the picture in his mind changed rapidly, but it was all about one person, his pink cheeks, his clothes like fire, his voice turned a thousand times, and he chuckled charmingly...... But in just a moment, they all disappeared and disappeared.

A milky white world, floating in the vast, like a heavy snowfall, piled up in this pure and quiet world. In the distance, there was a blood-red figure, with a straight back standing high in the distance, his fingers gently hooked, playing with his long black hair, winding it around and around. He was obviously carrying him, but he seemed to be able to see the man's expression, the man's movements, everything about the man, he was so familiar and unfamiliar.

The corners of his mouth must be hooked obliquely now, a pair of beautiful and bewitching Danfeng eyes seem to be smiling, and a pink cinnabar mole is in the corner of his eye, affectionate but lazy and casual. He always has a lot of bad intentions, thinking of ways to trick himself, as if he will fall into his trap if he is not careful. It's just that he doesn't know that the person he wants to play tricks has long since obediently put shackles on himself and stood silently in place, as long as he comes, he will not leave.

As the minutes ticked by, he looked at the figure in distraction, but vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and rushed towards the shadow that was gradually fading and fading, until the last moment, when he hurriedly stretched out his hand, as if a desperate man in the darkness was trying to grasp the last glimmer of light that was dissipating. As soon as his body fell, his fingertips were empty, and a gap was dug in a certain part of his heart, but he could never find it again.

"Don't go!" Ye Luo Huoran opened his eyes, but he only felt tears in the corners of his eyes, sore droplets, but his mind was blank, he couldn't grasp any special emotions, he only felt that his heart was empty, maybe because he didn't have a good rest.

"You're finally awake. When Yeji saw him wake up, he hurriedly ran over, carrying a bowl of filthy and thick medicine, steaming hot, exuding a bitter and stinky smell. Ye Ji was very disgusted with this disgusting taste, but Lord God instructed him to take good care of Ye Luo here, and the matter of Gu decoction medicine and short medicine could only fall on his shoulders, and now seeing that Ye Luo was awake, he quickly pushed the medicine bowl over, raised his eyebrows, and motioned for him to hurry up.

"How could I get hurt?" Ye Luo's lips were pale, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were cold and detached, he held the medicine bowl, he didn't feel the bitterness of the medicine, he raised his head and drank it, until the bottom of the jade white bowl appeared, he took the bowl out of his mouth, looked at Ye Ji in confusion, and asked worriedly.

"Didn't you go down and clean up that evil spirit? And then you were seriously injured, and I don't know how, but you were very badly wounded, and by the time I and the Lord God arrived, you had been in a coma in the house for three whole days, and if it had been a little later, you would have been gone. Ye Ji still felt palpitations, patted his heart, took the medicine bowl that Ye Luo drank clean, and looked at him again uneasily, as if he had to be really sure that he was okay before he could let go of the fear in his heart that day, but he still felt afraid when he thought about it.

"I don't know how strong that evil spirit is, and I can't even clean you up. Therefore, the Lord God himself went down to earth to meet this evil obstacle for a while, and see what kind of tricks it can bring. Yeji put down the porcelain bowl, handed Yeluo a bowl of dates, and said: "Contain one, you were the most afraid of bitterness when you were a child, but now you will endure it, but your face is not like words, it is better to cry when you touch the bitterness like when you were a child." ”

Ye Luo smiled, and it was not polite to take the dates handed over by Ye Ji, and he ate several in a row before he could barely suppress the bitterness churning in his stomach, but the bitterness in his heart seemed to only increase. Ye Luo had never had this kind of strange emotion, but for some reason, the tumbling bitterness disturbed his heart, and said, "Is there anything else besides me being hurt by the evil spirit?"

"What else could there be?" asked Yeji with a look of curiosity and a look of curiosity.

Yeluo shook his head and lowered his eyes. Ye Ji is simple and frank by nature, and he is a person who shows all his joys, sorrows, and sorrows on his face, and if he has something on his mind or something to hide from him, he will definitely reveal clues. And Fang Cai Yeji's expression was calm, Ye Luo shook his head and sighed slightly, maybe he was seriously injured and thought too much, thinking too much.

With everything in order, Tsukiko waved his sleeves and left the hillside in style, slowly turning around along the overgrown path, curiously observing the world in front of him.

Green mountains, green waters, white clouds, smoke waves, twilight and sunset.

The beautiful scenery that he had seen earlier in the book was now close in front of him, and Tsukita's heart was filled with indescribable wonderful joy.

The breeze blows, and everything is full of life. The afternoon sun shines on the clear and translucent stream in front of you, refracting some waves and shimmering with sparkling spots, which are warm and soft.

Tsukiju tilted his head, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the sunshine, stretched lazily, yawned, and took off his shoes to go into the water to play. Tsukiju looked left and right to make sure that there was no one around, so he took off his coat and soaked his entire body.

After thinking about it, I don't seem to have any extra clothes, and the spell of the remote transformation really consumes demon power, and it has to constantly consume demon power to maintain it, so it's better to clean it a little bit, and then dry it, and try to hide the demon power, if you meet a fairy family who is weaker than yourself, maybe you can hide it, it's a good strategy.

The stream fluctuates with the body of the moon orange immersed in the water, occasionally splashing, lapping the banks and then continuing to flow quietly, cool and refreshing. Yueju stood up, squatted down again, put his hands together, picked up a puddle of water, and applied it to his face. The pure and cool splash of water soaked into the corners of the mouth, sweet and delicious, the moon orange licked her lips, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and the laughter was light and clean, reflecting the sunset, covering a faint golden yellow.

Yuetangi couldn't help but play for a while, squatted down, continued to soak his body in the water, stretched out his feet and patted the running water, splashing the sky full of water, and then falling big and big, landing on the top of Yuetang's head, shoulders, and body, and then blooming again, as if it was a heavy rain, and the sky was full of water stains.

Suddenly, there was an unusually sensitive and sharp stinging pain in the heart of the moon orange, and then it spread to the whole body, piercing the bones, like a sharp blade piercing through the layers of her heart, and finally she had to rip open a certain part of her heart and cut off a piece.

Tsukiju clutched his chest, gritting his teeth, his fingertips piercing his palms, blood and sweat mixed with the stream, and his soaked hair stuck to his cheeks. She gasped for breath, her face seemed to have been soaked in water for too long, and she threw her head back and struggled in the water, but she choked on a lot of splashes, looking extremely embarrassed.

Fortunately, the stream is shallow, and the deepest part is no more than the lower abdomen of the moon orange, so it will not drown when the moon orange is in pain all over the body. Yueju dragged her body towards the shore, and with every step she took, she could strongly feel the sharpness and pain of the flesh, and the cramping of her heart forced her to stop and go, and the river bank separated by only two meters allowed her to walk for half an hour before she could barely sit down.

Tsukiju gasped deeply, forcing himself to calm down, his mind couldn't react, and in the pain, even the ability to think disappeared with the convulsive pain. Suddenly, a phantom escaped from Yuetang's body in panic and ran out, and in an instant, Yuetang's body had already disappeared without a trace before she could react.