Time and space stand still for a moment.

Ah Chan's dark eyes were stunned, and his little hand grabbed Fu Xunyang's big hand and shouted to him: "Little girl? ”

Fu Xunyang couldn't hear it.

The daughter of Heavenly Dao can balance heaven and earth, and Fu Xunyang seems to be frozen.

Ah Chan looked around, everyone was frozen, and the half-raised cups of the guests stopped in the air.

The father who was walking towards her was numb, and his steps were weak.

Time stands still, and all living beings are like sculptures.

She was the only one left, and her soft eyes crossed with vigilance and fell on Pei Nu's face.

Eye contact.

Pei Nu's figure flickered, dressed in white, green silk like a waterfall, and respected like a fairy.

Ah Chan strained his little face: "Who are you?" ”

"My spells are only valid for you, you and I are of the same origin, you really can't remember who I am? My dear sister? ”

Younger sister?

There is a woman in the way of heaven, and its shape is like a lotus, and the lotus is born on two sides, between the Buddha and the devil.

Pei Nu is a Buddha, white and pure, born to be respected.

Ah Chan is a demon, born with a black heart, and is disliked by heaven.

The world only knows that the way of heaven is a woman, and she is congratulated by heaven and earth, and the feast lasts for forty-nine days.

And Ah Chan.

When he was still a palm-sized lotus shape, he was thrown into Lao Jun's furnace by the Heavenly Dao and refined it for forty-nine days.

The lotus petals turned blood-red, but they were so stubborn that they had never been refined.

"Remembered?"

Pei Nu sneered.

She was born holy and honored, and congratulated heaven and earth, and like her heavenly father, she did not like this sister who was born as a demon.

In Ah Chan's soft eyes, memories were like scorching fire, rising blood red.

In her memory, there was no picture at first, she didn't even open her eyes, she didn't even have time to transform, she was thrown into the dire situation.

It hurt so much, she didn't know how long she had been scorched.

There was only the sound of the fan wind "whirring" in his ears, and the discussion of the fire boy: "Why hasn't she been burned yet?" ”

"Don't speak, this must be the embodiment of a demon, if she hears the voice, she will come to us for revenge."

She's not a demon!

Ah Chan didn't want to be burned, so she overturned the stove.

It's so cool outside.

The scorching red little blood lotus bathed in the fire, staggering, floating in the air in a daze, and there was a fire everywhere it went.

Frightened, the boy hurriedly called Lao Jun.

Lao Jun rushed over and tried to catch the little blood lotus who set fire everywhere with a spell.

Ah Chan don't be captured.

She didn't want to be thrown into the stove anymore to burn.

The immature prototype of Lotus's heart, puffing out her mouth, her small hands on her waist, and spitting fire.

Whoever catches her, she burns them!

Let them also taste the taste of being burned.

The Wuji Hall was almost burned to ashes, and Laojun's beard was burned.

Yaoguang Immortal Monarch arrived at this time.

"How come Xianjun has time to come to me?" Lao Jun extinguished the fire while distracting and greeted Yaoguang Xianjun.

The little blood lotus who spit fire only heard a beautiful timbre as clear as a string: "Looking at the heavenly realm, only Lao Jun is pure here." ”

Lao Jun was anxious: "Xianjun is hiding from Qingqing?" I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. ”

Yaoguang Xianjun tilted his head slightly, naturally, he saw it.

"This is..."

Yaoguang raised an eyebrow.

The posture of an immortal, when he looked at the little blood lotus floating above the main hall and spitting fire, he seemed to have a smile.

Lao Jun sighed: "A disobedient little black heart lotus." ”

Yaoguang Immortal Jun waved his sleeves, and the true fire in the hall was extinguished.

Not? The immature little girl in Lian's heart was dumbfounded.

This bad silver!

Extinguished her fire?

Lao Jun silently glanced at Xianjun's sleeve, amazing.

The fire that he couldn't extinguish when his beard burned out, and the other party flicked his sleeves lightly, and it was done?

Yaoguang smiled, and his indifferent eyes didn't know when they were full of warmth.

It seems to penetrate the blood-red flower bones, condensing the rudiments of the lotus's heart.

"Where did the boy come from, why did you burn Laojun's palace?"

"They burned mine first."

In the heart of the scorching lotus, the immature voice is ignorant and innocent.

Yaoguang chuckled softly: "But did something bad? Lao Jun doesn't burn good people. ”

"I didn't do anything bad!"

She had just been born and had done nothing, so she was thrown into the furnace and burned.

This good-looking immortal extinguished her fire and said that she was not a good person.

Ah Chan was not happy.

The scorching red lotus-shaped breath whirred, and his head collapsed into a wall of the Wuji Palace.

The lotus shape floated out of the hall, spitting fire, and flew away at once.

Lao Jun was shocked: "Oops! She's flying in the direction of the celebration! ”