She is not only more important than himself, she is more important than the world.

Even if he is extremely poor all his life, he has to protect her.

Even if he dies in the future, he will become a demon, guarding her and protecting her.

Wen Xiaoai stretched out her hand and hugged Jun Moyan's neck, buried her little face in his neck, and said sullenly: "Jun Moyan, you must promise me that you will always be so good to me, and you are not allowed to leave me." ”

She is used to his goodness, and she can't do without him, if she suddenly disappears one day, she will really cry to death.

Jun Mo Yan hugged her back, facing similar questions many times, but this time he answered extremely briskly, without a little hesitation and all kinds of pressure.

"I promise you."

In the middle of the night, Wen Xiaoai, who originally asked Jun Moyan to sleep on his stomach, and he also accompanied him on his stomach, was held in Jun Moyan's arms at this time.

But tonight, she couldn't sleep well.

Compared with normal people, Wen Xiaoai rarely dreams, and there are no nightmares, except for the last time when she had convulsions for two nights because Jun was unharmed, she slept soundly every day.

The dreams she has had in the past five hundred years add up, but I am afraid that there are not as many as a normal person in thirty years.

One is related to her personality and life, and the other is because she has been drinking the medicinal porridge given by the wind.

It's just that she didn't know that the medicinal porridge had the effect of calming the nerves and removing dreams, and she didn't know that it could also prevent her memory from waking up.

Because Ye Qi and Feng Liyan, they have always just said that the medicinal porridge is to help her improve her cultivation.

Although her soul is broken, she is not a mortal after all, Ye Qi and the others have always been worried that she will think of something, so they don't even dare to let her dream.

Through the swirling fairy qi, the scene in front of him began to become clear.

"Here it is...... Twilight Immortal Peak? Wen Xiaoai looked at this somewhat familiar place, and was a little unsure.

After all, this is the Holy Land of the Immortal Realm, she has only been here once, and she still came with Ye Qi's light, and it was a hundred years ago.

If it weren't for the fact that the scenery was so exciting, she really couldn't remember.

Wen Xiaoai, who was originally unsure, finally determined that this was the Dusk Cloud Immortal Peak when she saw the blooming Ziqiong tree not far away.

How could she be in the fairy world?

Wen Xiaoai, who realized where he was, suddenly frowned and began to panic.

Because she only wants to accompany Jun Moyan in the human world now, and she doesn't want to go anywhere.

Wen Xiaoai, who noticed that something was wrong, suddenly lowered her head, but saw that she was wearing a white robe with silver silk embroidered edges, beautiful patterns, and very elegant.

Wen Xiaoai lifted the hem of her skirt, and her small brows, which were originally wrinkled together, were even tighter.

This dress...... Whose?

She raised her hand and touched her hair, only to notice that she was still combed and wearing a headdress.

How can I be dressed like this?

Just when Wen Xiaoai was inexplicable, a crow's cry startled her, and with this cry, the crows of countless crows sounded along with the sound of wings fluttering, which seemed a little noisy.

Wen Xiaoai raised her head and looked at the Ziqiong tree.

But I saw countless crows flying around on the purple tree.

Wen Xiaoai looked at it and realized that it was not an ordinary crow, but a blood crow.

She felt more and more strange, how could the blood crow of the demon world be in the fairy world?

Wen Xiaoai stared at the blood crows flying around the Ziqiong tree, and then noticed that there was another person sitting on the Ziqiong tree.

It was a man, dressed in a black robe, and his face was blocked by something, so he couldn't see it clearly.