Murong Yue looked at this little elf and was really a little embarrassed, so he asked again, "Biluo, have you always lived here?"

Biluo blinked and replied with big eyes, "Yes, I only know the things inside the Biluo Ring now, and every time I change owners, I will completely erase my memory." ”

Murong Yue couldn't help but be a little shocked, if you change the owner, you will lose your memory once, and if no one finds out after many years, how will it spend this long time.

Biluo seemed to guess Murong Yue's thoughts, and took the initiative to approach Murong Yue's hand and said, "Master don't worry about me, I will fall into a deep sleep every time I clear my memories until the master wakes up, and what I become can be determined by the master." ”

Murong Yue really thinks this time is too mysterious, this is simply a private order, so this little elf became like this because of his own imagination?

Murong Yue took a few deep breaths, accepted this fact, and asked again, "Xiao Biluo, then do you know why I didn't enter the ring last time?"

Biluo thought for a moment and replied, "There was no energy in the ring when the master came in last time, and when the energy accumulates to a certain extent, you can grow herbs in the ring, and you can also expand the space in the ring." ”

Murong Yue remembered the things he threw in last time, and hurriedly asked, "Xiao Biluo, where are the other things in the Xuanling Stone I threw in last time?"

Bi Luo fell to the ground, and the little meat hand pulled Murong Yue's sleeve and walked forward for a distance, "These are the things that the master still came in last time, but the energy in it has been absorbed, and only a pile of ashes remains." ”

Murong Yue looked at the ground, and sure enough, it was ashes on the ground, it seemed that it was the things he threw in last time that changed the land here, Murong Yue squatted down and said to Biluo, "Little Biluo, I'm going to cultivate, can you be here by yourself?"

Biluo's fleshy index finger was placed on his mouth, as if he was thinking about something, and then he suddenly said, "Master, if the energy is enough, the master can also cultivate in the ring." ”

Murong Yue's eyes lit up when he heard this, it seems that this Demon Palace is really hidden, and there are all kinds of treasures.

Murong Yue looked at the elf-like Biluo in front of her, rubbed her head and said, "Thank you, little Biluo, do you want to go out with me?"

Biluo shook his head and said, "The energy of the ring is insufficient, and if I go out, I won't be able to maintain my form." ”

Murong Yue nodded, patted Biluo's little head and said, "That little Biluo is waiting for me here." ”

Biluo blinked and nodded with big eyes, Murong Yue's mind moved and reappeared on the bed, and Biluo also turned into a ball of red light lingering on the tower after Murong Yue left.

After exiting the Biluo Ring, Murong Yue devoted himself to cultivation, until the afternoon of the second day, when there was a knock at the door.

Murong Yue withdrew from his cultivation state, and when he opened the door, he found that Murong Junyan and Xuanyuan Zeyu were both standing at the door.

Without waiting for Murong Yue to speak, Xuanyuan Zeyu spoke up first, "Murong Yue, you actually went out to play again without me!"

Murong Junyan also said without concessions, "I just don't take you, how about it?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Murong Yue hurriedly pressed Xuanyuan Zeyu and said, "I'll clean up, and then let's go to Qianzhong Building, if it's too late, it will be dark." ”

After speaking, he ignored the two and closed the door again, Xuanyuan Zeyu snorted lightly, sat under the butterfly tree and said, "Draw a shadow, make a pot of Junshan silver needles for this son." ”

Murong Junyan also walked over and sat on a chair under the tree and said, "Painting shadows, I want to drink too." ”

The painting looked at Xuanyuan Zeyu and then at Murong Junyan, and responded, "Yes." So I went down to make tea.

Murong Yue naturally heard the two of them talking in the room, and he was also a little crying and laughing, shaking his head and continuing the movements in his hands.