"Xiaobai."

The breeze blew through the treetops, and there was a shout in the depths of the deserted forest, and the little fox cowering on the grass moved its ears, and after a while, she turned over, revealing her snow-white belly, and muttered dissatisfiedly when she heard the shout: "Xuanyan, stop screaming, I heard it!" ”

Her voice is delicate and soft, with the immaturity of a child.

The boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old followed the voice, his snow-colored hair glowing faintly in the sun, his dark purple eyes were as clear as glass of excellent color, and the blood-colored jade pendant around his neck peeked out from between the collar when he leaned over.

Gu Xiaobai stared at his jade pendant, but Xuan Yan smiled slightly, picked her up from the ground, and followed her gaze, his eyes were crooked, and his voice was already dyed with a smile.

"I'll give it to you if you like it."

Then without waiting for Gu Xiaobai to refuse, he had already taken the jade pendant off her neck and hung it on her neck, and said with a smile: "I gave it to you, you have to protect it." ”

"Gu Xiaobai, this is my life."

Immediately after the picture turned, the silent forest suddenly burst into flames, and the sound of sparse footsteps continued to come into the ears.

Xuan Yan held her in his arms, raised his hand to cover her eyes, and the sharp sword pierced straight through his chest, but did not hurt her in the slightest.

The blood was dripping from his chest, Xuan Yan lowered his head, and smiled at Gu Xiaobai, and the focus in his purple eyes collapsed.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaobai, my life is in your hands." ”

Immediately afterwards, he fell directly to the ground, Gu Xiaobai was thrown out of his arms by him, fell on the grass on the side, and watched the cold-faced young man draw his sword without a trace of temperature.

He looked back at Gu Xiaobai, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his still immature face could already glimpse how brilliant he would be in the future, and his inky black eyes hid a shallow indifference.

He walked up to Gu Xiaobai with the sword that was still dripping blood, and stood still and looked at her for a while.

After a while, he turned around, and his cold voice was more than that of the Nine Cold Heavens: "The demons who have judged the land of Shura have been ambushed, go back." ”

"Yes, God-king."

His voice settled, and a burst of fire rushed into the sky, and he was dressed in white clothes, like a fairy.

Gu Xiaobai's gaze was fixed here.

The slightly cool fingertips on the top of her head pinched her ears for a while, and when she opened her eyes half-squinted, she said, "Awake?" ”

Gu Xiaobai said vaguely: "Hmm." ”

The tip of his nose smelled the faint medicinal fragrance on Mo Shiqing's body, Gu Xiaobai's fingertips rubbed the jade pendant on his neck, and a faint doubt came to his eyes.

How could she suddenly dream of mystery?

Gu Xiaobai pursed his lips, leaned closer to Mo Shiqing, his eyes fell on his bony hands, and he suddenly remembered the hand holding the sword in his dream.

The same bone joints are distinct.

She stretched out her paw to cover her eyes, not understanding how he had mixed the two together.

The sedan chair settled, and a palace person lifted the sedan curtain, and the voice of the prince sounded outside: "Lord, it's here." ”

Gu Xiaobai came back to her senses, and Mo Shiqing had already taken her out of the sedan chair.

Seeing the continuous and majestic palace, just looking at it is enough to make people feel awe, Gu Xiaobai's eyes flashed, and a touch of amazement rose in his heart.

It is rumored in the demon world that the palace of the human world is ingenious, and now that I look at it, the rumors are true.

After only a cursory glance, she withdrew her gaze, Mo Shiqing rubbed her head, and walked away with her in her arms.