The fairy-like beauty in front of her is really three points better than her sister. Moreover, what surprised Xiaowa was that although Sister Duckweed loves to play around, when she doesn't move or speak, she is indeed a little cold in her bones.

However, the legendary goddess who appears in front of Xiaowa's eyes is completely different, although she is also dressed in green clothes, but Xiaowa feels from the bottom of her heart that Xihe Goddess is the warmest existence in all things.

"Are you...... Are you the goddess of Xihe?" After calming down a little, Xiaowa still asked tremblingly, but her hands and feet were trembling slightly.

If this is not a mirage, it should be a mountain. And the gods who live in the Buzhou Mountain, who else can there be besides Xihe?

Xi He, who was stretched out of her neck, didn't make Xiaowa feel scared at all, even if she was tricked in. This warm and bright Xihe smiled and replied gently, "Yes." I don't call it that now, though. ”

Xiaowa said "Ah?" and asked, "Why don't you call this name now, that Xihe," Xiaowa was a little apprehensive and hesitant, and seemed to have difficulty deciding, so she thought about it and asked, "Then what should I call you now?"

When Xihe heard Xiaowa's question, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile made people feel very warm, and her eyes were fluttering, and she smiled lightly: "Ah, no one has asked my name for a long time, not long ago a little god named Chi Songzi came to me, and he gave me a new name, called Muyang." I think it's a pretty nice name, so why don't you just call me that. ”

"Chi Songzi has also come to you?Muyang?" the little baby repeated according to the name that Xihe had recited, and said with some surprise, "However, this name is not so much like the name of a goddess, but like a man's name." ”

"I don't care about men and women. To God, men and women are just superficial appearances. Xihe's words floated into the air, mixed with inexplicable warmth, making people sound very comfortable.

Xiaowa still wondered why no matter how duckweed and Xuanniao looked for it, they couldn't find Xihe Goddess, and she was just thirsty and wanted to drink water, so she saw her so easily.

"Xihe, no, Muyang, can I ask you a question?" Xiaowa finally hesitated.

"You say. Xihe, no, it was Muyang who was still smiling like a warm sun, looking at the little baby gently.

"Why did you just let me come to Buzhou Mountain? I'm just a little girl in the world, what kind of fairies and gods, they are all ethereal things to me, and I have no interest in them. Obviously, I am not the one who wants to see you the most, why do you only see me? I am just thirsty, do I have to be thirsty to see you in this desert?"

Muyang smiled, thought about it seriously, then bowed from the stream and took a sip of water, smiled and beckoned to the little baby: "Aren't you thirsty? Let's drink some water first." ”

Seeing the clear and transparent water, the little baby couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She was so thirsty, she was so thirsty in the few hours she was alone in the desert, and now that she said these words, her mouth was even more dry, and when Mu Yang said this, her throat almost smoked. Seeing that the legendary goddess Xihe had no malice, the little baby put her heart at ease, and also learned from Muyang's appearance, bowed a few handfuls of water, and hurriedly put it in her mouth.

In an instant, the little baby felt refreshed, and the original feelings of thirst and hunger were all gone.

Mu Yang looked at her happy and satisfied appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "It's not just because NIIT is thirsty, I don't like those immortals and demons, so I don't want to see them, so I hid them, but you, a human child, are still a little interesting, so I invite you to come to Buzhou Mountain to play." ”

"I'm almost thirteen years old, not a kid anymore. The little baby pouted, as if she were still a child.

"However, only children can say that they are not children. Mu Yang covered her lips and smiled, naturally took the little baby's hand, and said slowly, "I have met a little girl like you before, I like her very much, so I kept her by my side, but, unexpectedly, what I taught her ended up hurting her." ”

Xiaowa frowned and thought about it, and suddenly thought of the drought fish that duckweed and Xuanniao had said before, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Are you talking about the drought fish?

Mu Yang's words floated into the air, almost inaudible, "She's here with me, not called Drought Fish, this name is not worthy of her at all." ”

Xiaowa was thoughtful, and when she saw Muyang's gloomy expression, she didn't dare to ask any more, just stared at the goose-yellow flowers blankly, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her head.

Mu Yang suddenly said, "Let's go, take you to my palace to play." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the little baby and walked up the mountain from a winding path, the mountain road was winding and winding, but he was not tired at all when he walked.

There are a lot of brightly colored flowers blooming next to the path, exuding bursts of strange fragrance, and the little baby only feels that she is in a dream, in a trance, and the only thing left in her consciousness is to follow Muyang.

I don't know how long I walked, but the clear stream at the bottom of the mountain was no longer very visible, and it was replaced by a winding path with dense flowers.

At this time, there was also a curling white mist around, and the palace on the mountainside was clearly visible.

Muyang didn't talk much along the way, she just pulled the little baby and kept walking forward, like a person who was in a hurry to go home. And her green clothes are fluttering, and sometimes, the clothes will also cross the little baby's face and hands. That feeling is very soft and comfortable, it seems that Muyang is not wearing a normal dress, but a soft cloud.

Xiaowa still doesn't feel tired, but she clearly knows that she has been gone for a long time. When the little baby heard the bird cry of "coo, coo", the mountain road gradually calmed down, and in front of her eyes, a very elegant and majestic palace appeared.

It seems inappropriate to use elegant and majestic in the same building at the same time, but apart from these two words, Xiaowa can't think of any other adjectives.

The palace is extremely exquisitely repaired, and even the plaques and pillars at the door are carved with patterns of moire and birds and beasts, and the words on the plaque are not recognized by Xiaowa, and the words of duckweed are not enough for her to understand. And the intricate patterns painted on the walls are not easy to understand.

Her eyes just widened, and her mind was full of disbelief.

Because, this palace is just amazing. The palace was built not against the ground, but against the mountain, as if it had been lifted out of thin air by some force and suspended in mid-air.