The twilight was unveiled layer by layer, and the glimmer of the morning light loomed.

The corners of Bei Mingmo's mouth were helpless, and he looked at Xue Ling on the side, his eyes were slightly displeased: This woman really can't take care of herself.

"Go back" Without waiting for Huo Li's words, Bei Mingmo angrily hugged Xue Ling and flew to the city first.

"Bei Mingmo, what are you doing? Put me down."

"One more word, I'll just throw you down, are you sure you want this?"

There was a normal conversation between the two in the night sky, and Huo Flame seemed speechless.

"Mo is still so domineering" smiled, and chased after the two of them quickly, but thought in his heart: Some people are going to suffer now.

Shaoqing, Longwei Inn under the room.

"Bang..."The sound of the door being smashed.

In front of the gate, Bei Mingmo stepped on a piece of broken wood, holding Xue Ling and eagerly speaking.

"Xiao Er, immediately prepare a bucket of hot water and send it to my room"

"Yes." Xiao Er, who was awakened, didn't feel strange at all, and answered very neatly.

From this point of view, someone often oppresses good people.

The shopkeeper on the ground didn't wait for Bei Mingmo to leave, so he rushed to the hot water room with a smoke, he wouldn't forget the events of that day.

In other words, not long ago, Bei Mingmo wanted to drink water, but it happened that the kettle in his room was out of water, so he called Xiao Er to fetch water. The little second was only a little slower, and he was thrown directly from the second floor, so that he was still lying in bed and couldn't get to work.

Since that day, Bei Mingmo has become a living Buddha in Longwei Inn, and no one dares to slack off in the slightest.

As for breaking the door of the Longwei Inn at will, it is a common thing, except for Bei Mingmo, there will be no one else, so the shopkeeper is no longer surprised.

In less than half a burnt of incense, the room of Bei Mingmo was filled with a bucket of hot water.

"Plop"

Before Xue Ling could wonder about Bei Mingmo's actions, he was thrown into the bathtub.

"Northern Ink..."

Xue Ling's angry voice sounded, and now, she was really angry.

"Could it be... You want me to help you take it off..."

An ambiguous voice came, and Xue Ling immediately stopped.

"It's been a few days of 'retreat', let's wash up"

After speaking, Bei Mingmo walked outside the door by himself.

Listening to Bei Mingmo's sudden sad tone, Xue Ling was puzzled: What's wrong with him?

In fact, how could they know at this time that some things were destined as early as the beginning of chaos, and they were love that could not be cut off by reincarnation forever.

Although, the current Bei Mingmo doesn't know why he wants to be good to Xue Ling when he sees her for the first time, and he doesn't know why he always likes to quarrel with her, but he just likes it, and there is no reason.

It's like Xue Ling doesn't know why he can't let go of Bei Mingmo, he can't let go of it, he can't let go.

Although the two of them are puzzled, they are not the kind of people who think too much.

Not long after, when Huo Lie returned to the Longwei Inn, what he saw was that Bei Shenmo was guarding the door of his room like a door god.

"Ink"

"Hmm"

"Where's the snow spirit?"

"Inside"

Pointing to his room, Bei Mingmo seemed to be struggling with something.

"Let's hear it" Huo Flame knew that Bei Mingmo must have something on his mind, so he bypassed Bei Mingmo and leaned in front of the door, intending to listen carefully.

Bei Mingmo paused, looked at the fire, and leaned against the door.

"Lie, I seem to care a little about her, what should I do?"

"Ahh It's a lot of good or bad at all.

"Somehow, I'm worried about her getting hurt, I'm worried about her being unhappy, I'm worried about her boredom, I'm worried about ......... Worried about her everything"

After Bei Mingmo finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Huo Lie expectantly.

However, at this time, the fire was so fierce that his jaw was about to fall to the ground in shock.

Patting the sluggish flame, Bei Mingmo thought to himself: How can I give a little reaction, what is wrong with me? (Yan Junda, he has reacted like this, what else do you want to shake the reaction of the ghosts and gods)

Huo Flame reacted, and his eyes were stained with a heavy layer of worry.

"I thought you were just sympathetic to her, when did you start caring so much about her"

"I don't know..., so what should I do now" Bei Mingmo almost looked up to the sky and roared.

"Mo, let's go back to the Fire Demon Realm," Blaze pleaded.

"No, she's not over yet."

"But ......" Huo Lie wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it after all.

When Qingjian left before, he told Bei Mingmo that Xue Ling might have a big disaster, and hoped that Bei Mingmo could help protect Xue Ling.

But at that time, Qingjian didn't know, and neither did the Northern Stygian Ink, all this was the beginning of the Snow Spirit Tribulation, and it was also the Tribulation of the Northern Stygian Ink and the Six Realms.

"Squeak"

Xue Ling opened the door, and the two of them were caught off guard, and retreated to the room in some embarrassment.

After combing Xue Ling, black hair shawl, a bright goose yellow plain clothes, yellow and white hairbands are tied at the cuffs, making the cuffs look as beautiful as lotus leaves, and a butterfly ornament woven with white fine thread is simply hung on the waist, coupled with grape-like big black eyes, a small and delicate nose, and a round little face under the skin that can be broken by blowing, the whole person looks extremely cute and aura.

However, in the eyes of Bei Mingmo, it is...

"It's kind of a person."

"yes, then...... Many... Thank... Xue Ling gritted her gums and shook her long hair.

Afterwards...

"Ahh

Bei Mingmo suddenly hugged his feet and skewered all over the room.

"Huh..."

Xue Ling snickered and quickly ran to his room: It's not enough for you now, whoever calls you poisonous, you will be punished if you step on it.

On the other hand, Huolie, who usually laughs out loud, has no smile at this time: what the great god Fuxi said should be the so-called love, how can Mo break this love barrier?

At the time of the unitary, a door was broken again in the Longwei Inn.

"Where's My Water?"

"Come... Just come... You later"

The shopkeeper hurriedly ran to the boiling water room to urge.

Bei Mingmo in the room, rubbing his beloved jade feet, turned on the rampage mode.

Not long after, after tossing for a long time, he still decided to 'talk about life' with Xue Ling after bathing, by the way....

Touching his face, Bei Mingmo thought "It's time for her to know what she really looks like"

Xue Ling returned to the room, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had gone too far, so she combed a simple flowing cloud bun, brought some green tea and refreshments, and planned to apologize to Bei Mingmo.

Who knows, as soon as he arrived at the door, Xue Ling heard that Bei Mingmo was bathing.

After waiting silently for about half a stick of incense, Bei Mingmo did not come out.

Xue Ling thought: Bei Mingmo and Huo Lie appeared in the moat at that time, maybe they went to do other things before, but I didn't expect that after passing through the moat, they stayed in the moat for so long, I think they were tired, so they soaked for a little more time.

But after a while, it was almost time for the incense to burn, and there was still no movement in the North Ink room, which made Xue Ling a little worried.

It's not too tired to fall asleep, that's not okay. Xue Ling thought and squinted and poked a hole in the door: It's better to take a look.

Who knows, Xue Ling had just turned his eyes to the door when it opened.

"Bang" Xue Ling fell and ate.

Getting up and lifting his legs, Xue Ling was about to slip away.

However, at the moment of turning his head, what did Xue Ling see?

A face that the world is discolored, and the sapphire-like eyes in Danfeng's eyes are breathtaking; a combination of sword eyebrows and thin lips, a tall nose, a melon seed face and a garden face; Like jade and snow; indistinguishable faces of men and women; It is the kind of face that is extremely bewitching, extremely bewitching, and extremely beautiful, and it is even more beautiful than Puqing.

Really, the son is like jade, peerless.

Xue Ling looked at Bei Mingmo with some surprise:

"You are?"

"You're... Northern Ink? ”

"Not really"