“…… Thank you host for not killing. After listening to Wen Yaoyao's words, Beiyue Fox finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, Heaven still saw his crazy prayer!

"Tomorrow to continue." Wen Yaoyao smiled slightly and said.

Beiyue Fox was glad for a few seconds just now, and after hearing this, it was like falling from heaven to hell.

"I don't want it!!"

However, the Beiyue Fox roared and roared Yaoyao, and he could no longer change the fact that he would continue to run three laps tomorrow, so he had to accept his fate aggrievedly.

After returning to the spirit ring, the North Moon Fox planned to pretend to be dead for the whole day.

It's miserable!

"Grown up...... Mu Zeyan muttered as he looked at Wen Yaoyao, who had grown to his shoulders.

She is no longer the poor and cowardly she she was four years ago, she is transforming, waiting to break out of the cocoon into a butterfly...... And he just needs to protect her.

“？” Wen Yaoyao asked suspiciously, "What?" ”

Mu Zeyan lowered his head and smiled, turned around and left, leaving Wen Yaoyao alone and confused.

What does Master mean by this?

At the same time, the Hall of Faeries.

Wanmo Zhen responded to what she had said, and began to make her fiery red wedding dress for Zhenlu. Unlike other men, Wan Mozhen is actually doing it very familiarly, and there is no mistake at all.

Zhenlu sat on the side and stared at Wan Mozhen's every move, and her jaw was about to fall in surprise.

"Wan Mozhen, how did you practice?!"

Wan Mozhen smiled lightly, did not answer, and still made the unfinished wedding dress in her hand one by one.

He has been practicing this skill since he was a child, and he thought it would be of little use to himself, but who knew that it came in handy in this situation.

"It's so pretty......"

Seeing the wedding dress that was formed little by little in Wan Mozhen's hands, Zhenlu couldn't help but be stupid.

I don't know anything about this, but I don't know that Wan Mozhen is so proficient.

Can cook, make clothes, strong and good-looking...... How many lifetimes of blessing did she have to cultivate to meet such a perfect Wanmo Zhen? I have always refused to admit it as a friend before, but now that I think about it, Wan Mozhen can attract a bunch of rotten peach blossoms, but she is really capable.

Rotten Peach Blossom ...... Rotten peach blossoms, can't include herself! She is a good peach blossom herself!

Putting down the wedding dress in her hand, Wan Mozhen turned her head to look at Zhenlu, and saw that her face was red, white, and green, and the colors were very rich, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

"What's wrong?"

Wan Mozhen gently hugged Zhenlu and let her lean on her shoulder.

"It's okay, it's okay......" Zhenlu didn't know what to say for a while.

This person beside her doesn't have anything outstanding from a distance, but there are too many shining points on her body up close.

And this man ...... It's going to be hers soon! Ah no, it's already hers! Don't try to escape from the palm of her hand in this life, never!

"Wan Mo Zhen...... I'm telling you, you don't care about your rotten peach blossoms, I'm your only good peach blossom, you have to ...... Not! Before Zhenlu could finish her words, she was blocked by Wan Mozhen's lips.

Wanmo's big hand clasped the back of Zhenlu's head and kissed it fiercely.

Zhenlu's hands gradually caressed Wan Mozhen's back, trying to adapt to his affection, and gradually fell into his heart, unable to extricate himself.

When the kiss ended, Wanmo Zhencai reluctantly left Zhenlu's lips, as if she was still unsatisfied.

"What are you crazy about......" Zhenlu turned her head, and the flush on her face was clearly visible.

"That's no way, I want to go crazy when I see you." Wan Mozhen held Zhenlu's face and forced her to look directly at herself: "Love is in the bone marrow, this heart is warm." ”