Seeing Qianxue Musu's shy appearance, Ye Shiyi laughed happily, leaned back, looked at the tiles on the beams and said to himself: "It's pretty good here, if you can keep doing this even if you don't go back, it's good."

Qianxue Musu listened on the side, lowered her head, and gradually recovered her complexion. She didn't know that Ye Eleven's mouth was referring to the game world, and the place she went back to was the real world, she thought that Ye Eleven meant staying in this Water Moon Sect and didn't want to go back to her own sect.

Night Eleven muttered something to himself that people couldn't understand, and after a while, he fell asleep, and he was very tired from using too many digital change skills this day.

Suddenly, Qianxue Musu raised her eyes to look at the sleeping person in front of her, and remembered everything she had met him, whether it was Ye Shiyi's words or clothing, it was very different, and Qianxue Musu suddenly had a strange thought: "You are not from this world, right?"

The night breeze blew to the side of the bed, and a faint coolness brushed her cold face, Qianxue Musu smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to cover Ye Eleven with a thin quilt, and said softly: "You are the one sent by God to save me, right?"

Night Eleven slapped his mouth, and his hand suddenly raised and grabbed Asa Xue Musu's hand, and he snorted through his nose, replying: "Uh-huh......"

Qianxue Musu didn't notice that a faint golden light flashed in Ye Eleven's hand.

The night had faded, and there were still a few stars left in the distant sky, and she stood in front of the window, the cool morning breeze slipped through the window, and she stared quietly at the cobwebs on the outside of the windowsill, and there were two creatures in the cobwebs.

The light peeking out of the mountains and rivers in the distance illuminated the sky in the far distance, and a cool breath of coolness brewed in the white sky of the fish belly and flowed into the heart along the eyes.

The creatures on the spider web looked darker with the light on their backs, and the light in Qianxue Musu's eyes fell slightly, and she said with a little sadness: "Your poor ending has not changed because of the appearance of a person, on the contrary, the light has appeared, and some corners and backs have become darker and deeper."

Suddenly, there was a voice from Ye Eleven behind him, with some surprise in his tone, and a little lazy: "Yo! You're here so early. ”

Qianxue Musu has not completely come out of the low mood, and said lightly: "I didn't go back last night."

Night Eleven frowned slightly, and exclaimed, "Huh? Then I didn't ...... last night Doing something indecent, right? ”

Yesterday, he launched a lot of changes, and the energy consumption was too great, and before the time of about eleven o'clock in reality, he fell into bed, and then had a very laborious dream, until now he still feels a little pain in his brain.

Qianxue Musu remembered that Ye Shiyi grabbed his hand and said to himself, his eyes lit up slightly, and he said lightly: "Childe didn't do anything rude."

Ye Eleven showed a relieved face, and then asked, "Is there any energy recovery potion in that sect?"

Qianxue Musu raised her eyes and stared at Ye Eleven's eyes, slightly puzzled, and then said, "There is a medicine to restore energy in the sect, son, please wait a moment."

With the departure of Qianxue Musu, Yuan Shiyi touched his chin, thinking about the things at night, and always felt that Qianxue Musu was weird. He quickly got dressed, and with the first rooster crow in the morning, there was a sound of Duo in the sect, and then the voices in the sect gradually boiled.

Yuan Shiyi sorted out his long unkempt hair according to the bronze mirror on the table, and his mood was not good or bad, but a little strange. Now that I have lived an ancient life of waking up when I smell chickens and sleeping at the moon, do I have to live in this world for a long time? After sorting out the thousands of thoughts, Yuan Eleven couldn't help but think of the dream at night, and said to himself: "Is it a dream?" Can you still dream so real in the spiritual world? ”

Then he suddenly remembered that the reality of three days is almost 500 years in this world, and Yuan 11 felt that he had to live for a long, long time, but did his life last that long? Is there birth, old age, sickness and death here? Is there reincarnation or something? I died once and was resurrected, and I didn't see any reincarnation.

Although it's just a game, it's no different from the real world, flesh and blood, pain and feelings, Yuan Eleven stared at the bronze mirror and thought: "Maybe only people who have entered this kind of game world feel this way, is the soul virtual or real."

After finishing her hair and rinsing her mouth briefly, before she returned, Yuan Shiyi walked to the window, thought about it, and moved her steps to stand in the same position as before and looked out of the window. He wants to see the world that NPCs are familiar with through the eyes of NPCs, and he may not be able to see a different early morning beauty.

Looking into the distance halfway up the mountain, the magnificent mountains and rivers are in full view, and below the field of vision is the magnificent courtyard of the Water Moon Sect, which is like a sleeping beast crawling on the mountainside, staring at the endless southern land.

"Huh?" The tiny movement of the spider web was finally discovered by Yuan Eleven, the black spider bit the struggling little flying insect tightly, and the long hind legs kept strangling the spider silk towards the little flying insect, and Yuan Eleven observed curiously on the side.

Surprisingly, Yuan Eleven stood next to him, and he didn't scare off the black spider, and the little flying insect finally died.

Listening to the sudden sound of footsteps at the door, Yuan Shiyi frowned, and then said with a smile: It is worthy of the cultivation sect, and any little spider is not afraid of strangers. ”

"Watching doesn't change anything that doesn't concern you, but rather watching with interest, looking forward to an interesting ending." At this time, Qianxue Musu had already walked in, as if she had something on her mind, she calmly handed the medicine bottle in Yu's hand to Ye Shiyi, and said in a low voice: "This is the refreshment pill, the medicine pill to restore energy."

When he walked outside the door earlier, Asaki Musu noticed that Night Eleven had also found the cobweb, but he was just watching, and he looked interested, he didn't make a move, maybe such a trivial matter was not worth his help.

"Do you have anything on your mind?" Yuan Eleven took the medicine and asked.

Qianxue Musu raised her eyes and said hesitantly: "You...... Can you do me a favor? ”

Yuan Shiyi was slightly surprised in his heart, and said with a flat face: "Does this have anything to do with your heart?"

Qianxue Mu Su'e frowned slightly: "It has nothing to do."

For some reason, looking at the shallow snow in front of him, Yuan Shiyi had all kinds of ideas.

Is there going to be a mission?

What are the triggers?

What are the acceptance conditions?

And what will be the pay?

A series of questions appeared in Yuan Eleven's mind, and he couldn't help but say bitterly in his heart: "5,000 years have passed, and I don't know how the task of this world was generated, and it is difficult to complete this task."

Entering this game world, Yuan Eleven has never received a mission, and he doesn't know what kind of reward he will get for completing a task.

Saving the disciples of the Water Moon Sect should be regarded as a task, right? Ye Eleven held the medicine bottle and thought like this, the black and gold light in his hand flashed, and he was in a trance, and at the same time, the rejuvenating medicine exuded an amazing aroma, which made people feel refreshed when they smelled it.

Ye Eleven thought for a while, poured out a sky blue pill, handed the medicine bottle to Qianxue Musu and said, "You tell me, I will give you this bottle of medicine, you should know the current value of these medicines."

Qianxue Musu thought for a moment, but this time she didn't blush, but said coldly: "I can't accept this medicine, thank you for your kindness." My heart and child...... It doesn't matter, Childe doesn't have to worry about it. ”

"But there are some things that need to be told to Childe, this world is not talented, and a strong background can determine the outcome of many things. There are too many variables among cultivators, even if it is a rare genius like Eleventh Childe, it is difficult for him to do something smoothly, and there will be something that will make Childe embarrassed after all. After saying this, Qianxue Musu's cold face showed a slight panic, and her eyes were slightly lost.

Perhaps because of the cold tone and cold face, the content seems too underestimated to night eleven. Qianxue Musu always felt that her words were inappropriate, and then said apologetically: "I was out of proportion and inappropriate in my words before, so please don't blame Gongzi Haihan."

She didn't know how strong Ye Eleven's combat power was, it could be the eighth order of the Dan Formation Period, or even higher, but no matter how she felt, Ye Eleven didn't have any true qi, and he was undoubtedly a mortal. And in this world, even with high-level magic weapons, it is difficult to go far, and only those supreme cultivators who possess true qi are the masters.

Yuan Eleven remembered the dream at night, and with his superhuman logical ability and imagination, he finally caught some clues, and at the same time his heart was moved.

Night Eleven said with a surprised face, "Girl Shallow Snow...... What are you ...... Worried about me? ”