The methodical delivery was indeed a gift from the moon god to her - and a compliment, right?

Yan Xixin's heart has long been free of distracting thoughts.

She sat upright, her white skirt outlining her soft and boneless body, soft and soft, the right hand movement had been put down, and she pressed her hands on both sides of Ziqian.

The voice is low and solemn.

Her heart was shrouded in a mist, and the blood-colored incantations were copied and spit out by her.

Her heart is truly capable.

The breeze and the moon turn into sparse raindrops.

Her voice became an ancient demon language.

Her plea turned into an oath--

The crystals spread rapidly, and the power on the purple dry made it gradually close to the most perfect amethyst, and it was also transparent and bright.

The impurities were driven away, and along the catheter, slowly aimed at the sky.

On the surface, Ziqian is rapidly turning purple, and the body is transparent.

But Yan Xixin has already understood that this is a two-way operation, and she is also lucky this time, she can actually do this.

In the past, although it would turn white, the inside of the body was still cloudy, without any other characteristics.

When the divination is completed, you will only see the surface of the purple dry, which is weak and weak again, and has no characteristics.

Today is unusual, in front of her eyes, when the purple dry completely becomes a piece of amethyst, I am afraid that ...... The true whereabouts of the son will be found.

"Xuan Zhongchen."

She whispered, she didn't know if Xuan Zhongshi and that little-known girl had become a couple?

If fate did it intentionally, she still wanted to recognize her relatives.

Because of what the heart of the Xuan Middle Ages is, Yan Xixin is not clear.

Her voice was subdued and frustrated, and her mouth was like a river.

Her language is extremely rare, and it seems that Yan Xixin has become the Holy Mother of the White Lotus.

Zi Qian has also been constantly evolving, and it looks very bright, as if it has fallen into the middle of the water, and it really can't find a trace!

So, what else can this do?

Yan Xixin felt hesitant, she was slightly stunned, and then straightened up, her voice was still the same.

The purple dry that swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog has finally been "refined" today.

Everything is fate, and its body, as bright as water, is shaking in front of its eyes, accompanied by water waves.

Yan Xixin's voice had become sonorous and powerful at this time.

Her heart was still condensed, her heart was burning, her heart was burning urgently.

Accompanied by Yan Xixin's voice, it was as clear as a nightmare.

And Yan Xixin had already finished saying a sacrificial text, and she was about to put her hand in the air, and Xuanzhi circled it mysteriously.

Twisting and turning, twisting and reverberating.

She quickly made a mark.

The seal, immediately afterward, was already surrounded by a devastating aura.

Yan Xixin was trying to stay put, and if her body was delicate, she would die.

This is also possible, once she fails, the process is scattered, and her heart will not only be broken, but it is also possible to die on the streets.

What a poignant thing this is.

The imprint was a rectangular shape, square, and a breath had already come out, and Yan Xixin's expression changed slightly.

She......

"How did you take the initiative to suck that mark? I was going to get into your body, but I let you know? ”

Her heart was happy, and her breathing was also a fork.

She only found the mark she had completed, and she didn't use the demonic energy to boost it, sealing it inside the purple dry, and it sucked the mark by itself, which was very good.

The mark suddenly fell from the palm of his hand to Zi Qian's body.

A stream of heat, accompanied by vigorous power, surged, making Zi Qian much brighter for a while.

However, it is clearly gathering momentum for something, holding its breath.

It's about to erupt.

The mysterious breath and low whispers were ignored by Yan Xixin.

Under her eyes, there was pale and powerless dust, and the hustle and bustle was filtered, but Zi Qian began to embody its shocking power!

It has become purple, flowing, slow, and the mirror screen gradually generated in front of him is becoming more and more grand, and it is enough to shock Yan Xixin!

"What's wrong with you? Why save me...... Woo, Xuan Zhongshi, I feel sorry for you. ”

"What?"

Yan Xixin, who had already borne the brunt of the voice, heard this voice, his beautiful eyes glared slightly, and his voice was strange.

This is not a good thing at all.

Moreover, if she wants to find Xuan Zhongshi, she still has to kill the girl?

On the first layer of the screen in front of me, it seems to be a slanting wind and drizzle, which is not much different from here.

The shadows of the trees are swaying and misty, and the scenery in front of you is the color of the dark night.

It seems that after a period of fighting, who is she? She held him on her feet and stumbled along.

But, own son!

Yan Xixin cares about the Xuan Middle Ages.

She knows that this sense of familiarity comes from the connection between flesh and blood.

More than ten years ago, she "abandoned" the Xuan Middle Age.

In order to make him a demon, he is real, a demon who can work hard and has a personality that is no different from that of the demons.

After many years, she searched for a needle in a haystack to collect the net and find him.

Now, it's devastating.

Xuan Zhongshi has grown like this, his abundance and handsomeness don't come from her?

Yan Xixin sneered.

"What a girl, you poisoned the Xuan Middle World! My son, do you think that you are a common man who can blaspheme? ”

She knew very well about these bitter scenes, the girl's weak body, supporting Xuan Zhongshi, and she once thought about carrying him away.

I don't know why Xuan Zhongshi refused, she wiped her sleeves with her face and gently supported him.

Xuan Zhongshi's eyes lurked in a dark night, until it dimmed.

"Jaw Tian, I finally understand what kind of dream this is......"

He laughed miserably, delirious.

And Jaw Tian was already in a hurry, she forced a smile, but it became more and more awkward: "Why are you going to fight him?" He's not--"

"Because, because ......"

The voice of the Xuan Middle World came to an abrupt end.

When a boy or girl encounters a catastrophe, can they show their true feelings like this? Or is he going to die, before he dies--

The girl's jaw has long eyelashes, and she has unconsciously shed a tear.

Her voice was so poignant that Yan Xixin remembered it forever.

"She, I'm familiar with it."

On the third day of Shibei, she remembered that day she gave the first girl who came to Xiaozhu a stone and asked her to measure her spirit.

As everyone knows, the girl was "treated" as a fiancée by Xiao Yuan, Yan Xixin was credulous, and after the test, there was no word on the stone.

In the end, Helian Qi came, and Jaw Tian and Xiao Yuan were defeated and fled, but more than 100 Eight Banner disciples that Helian Qi knew were uninvited.

In order to keep it secret and not tell others about her gaffe that day, they became the new imperial doctor of the Xuan family, and in the past few days, they have come to the Xuan family one after another, and her name has been written down.

She felt very aggrieved!

"I see, it's you who hugs Xiao Yuan and my son left and right, it's you, Jaw Tian? The hatred of the heavens is not shared, this martial rebellion, and the sea of blood is deeply enmity. I must report! ”