Following the twenty-first day of Changli's cultivation, Emperor He had just accepted the fact that he had been taken captive and had not yet been rescued.

For almost a month, he stayed in his room all day and never went out.

Now that he finally felt that he was bored, he cleaned himself up and went out to find Nan He to ask her to take him to relieve his boredom.

At this point in time, Nan He was naturally staying with Changli, so as soon as he arrived, he heard the following conversation.

"But that little ghost is quite pitiful, it's been so long, and no one has noticed that he's gone." Changli was lying on the soft couch on his side, holding his head and looking at Nan He who was sitting in the formation in front of him with a playful expression, reviewing the spell he had learned yesterday.

"You said you brought him back in the first place, a boring little ghost, who doesn't pay attention to anyone with a dead face all day long, and no one wants it yet, is it possible that you have to keep him here all the time!"

Chang Li's mouth is bad, except for Bi Youhuai, no matter who it is, he is ruthless. Since Nan He followed him to cultivate, he would be squeezed by him from time to time, either that she was stupid or that she was stupid, and there was nothing to say in the past few days, so he turned the topic to Di He.

"Huh! Little niece! I'll talk to you! You replied to me! ”

Nan He glanced back, his hand movements did not stop, and he turned around again with just one glance, without the intention of talking to him.

Changli's attitude towards her was not bad at first, but when he saw her like this, his hands itched, his fingertips moved slightly, and a spell condensed, accompanied by a piece of gravel picked up randomly on the ground, and threw it towards her head.

The stone passed through the formation, and it was not light or heavy and smashed on her head, it was nothing, but because of that spell, Nan He was stumbled.

The spell in his hand was interrupted, Nan He immediately clenched his back molars, his heart was furious, and he forcibly endured not to let himself face him.

"Little niece, little niece!" Changli sat up and called her twice.

"Say." Nan He turned his head and looked at him through gritted teeth.

Seeing that she finally reacted, Changli laughed out loud, glanced back somewhere, and watched her cast a spell to send her voice over: "The little ghost is coming."

As early as when Di He first appeared, he felt it, but he didn't pay attention to his meaning, if he hadn't seen Nan He angry, he wouldn't have mentioned it at all.

Hearing his words, half of the anger in his heart was instantly extinguished, and Nan He's divine sense was released, and when he saw Di He's figure, the remaining half was gone.

"That's all for today! I'll follow you again tomorrow! He got up and walked out of the formation, without any extra words, without even looking at him, and walked straight to where Di He was.

"You little white-eyed wolf! When you have Aunt Huai back, I'll tell her to go! Changli shouted behind her.

Nan He didn't reply, and replied directly: "Say it!" It's better to be detailed, word for word! So that Aunt Youhuai can see your true face! ”

Hearing this, Changli was not happy for a long time.

"Eh, my lovely little niece, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!"

Hearing the word "cute", Nan He looked disgusted, waved his hand at him, signaled him to stop, and then sped up his steps.

Di He stood behind a spirit fruit tree, he leaned against the trunk of the tree, when Nan He walked, his steps were very slow, and he didn't make a sound, plus because she deliberately hid her breath, he didn't find it.

When Di He's figure appeared in sight, Nan He curled the corners of his lips and smiled, but when he saw the expression on his face clearly, the smile dissipated.

"Stuffy in the house, want to go out and walk around?" Guessing his intention, Nan He asked.

A person suddenly appeared in front of him, Di He didn't mean to be surprised, he raised his eyes, his gaze stayed on Nan He's face for a moment, and then he took it back.

"What do you think?"

In a low tone, he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"What do you think?"

Hearing this question suddenly, Nan He was unsure of what he was asking for a while.

"What do you think of those things that man said?"

"Shi ......" realized who the person he was talking about, and Nan He knew what she meant, "The ghost abyss was originally an isolated place, and all those who entered it to experience it couldn't get out at all, so those masters of yours wouldn't feel anything at all." Moreover, your cultivation is the best among those who are of the same sect as you, and in their consciousness, you have now entered the next level, and it is normal that they have not noticed that you are gone. ”

"Really?" Di He looked up at him, his eyes full of doubt.

He can actually figure it out, but for some reason he just doesn't believe it in his heart, so he really needs someone to affirm his thoughts, and now Nan He is this person.

"What are you lying to do! Besides, you stinky little devil is so smart, can I fool you? Seeing that an expression finally appeared on his face, Nan He felt very novel, so he wanted to reach out and touch his head.

As soon as his hand was raised, before he could reach his side, Di He's figure suddenly disappeared in front of her.

Before she could react, she suddenly felt something coming towards her from the top of her head, and she subconsciously wanted to cast a spell to block it.

"Do you want to eat the spirit fruit?" Di He's voice sounded above her head.

She stood still, casting no spell or reacting to anything else.

A strong wind blew the broken hair in her ears, and in the next moment, a spiritual power appeared in front of her with a spiritual fruit.

Moving his gaze up, Di He was sitting on the spirit fruit tree, picking off a spirit fruit and sending it to his mouth.

This is the first time the two of them have really met, and since then, the relationship between the two has slowly improved.

In the second month of Nan He's cultivation with Changli, he followed her around the ghost abyss and saw all kinds of strange things, as well as He Yuyuan.

At that time, the Soul Banner had just been refined, and it had no effect other than being able to attack.

Changli laughed non-stop every time he saw it, but He Yuyuan liked it very much, and always asked her to come over and play with it.

"Have you made progress in your cultivation today?" He Yuyuan came from a distance and stopped beside Di He and Nan He.

Di He didn't like He Yuyuan very much, and he didn't like it from the beginning of the meeting, so when he heard his voice, his face instantly darkened.

Nan He glanced up at him, saw that he was still holding her magic soul flag in his hand, and said with a smile: "I plan to refine it again, you give it back to me first?"

Hearing this, He Yuyuan glanced down at the Soul Flag in his hand and placed it on the table in front of Nan He.

"Have you made progress in your cultivation today?"

She didn't answer the question, so he asked it again.

"Hmm. Progressed. Nan He replied lightly.

She never thought that she would have a zombie with a bond, or a thousand-year-old zombie with advanced cultivation that might turn against her at any time, so she was unwilling to accept this fact for a while.

He Yuyuan himself knew about it, so he didn't say anything, stood at the table for a while, and then left again.

When his figure completely disappeared, Di He moved his gaze from the soul flag on the table to Nan He's face: "Your attitude towards him is quite good!"

Nan He was extremely helpless, and looked at him with an aggrieved face: "I don't want to be like this either, but his cultivation is higher than mine, before my cultivation has achieved the effect of crushing him, I have to be respectful to him, otherwise what if he is angry and kills me!"

"......" Di He looked at her suspiciously, obviously not believing what she said.

"Emperor He little boy, don't look at me with such a look! I'm telling the truth, especially true! Whoever lies to you will ......"

"You're going to refine it again?"

Before she finished speaking, Di He interrupted her, and directly changed the topic.

Nan He couldn't help laughing when he saw him being serious and blushing in his ears.

I don't know when it began, Di He was very happy with the title of "little boy", every time he lost his temper, as long as Nan He called him, his anger would dissipate instantly.

He just curled the corners of his lips and didn't make a sound, but Di He was still keenly aware of it.

He glanced at her, raising his hand to cover his face to keep her from looking at him.

Nan He knew that if he continued to look like this, Di He would definitely turn his face, so he raised his hand and clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, and then he replied to the topic before: "It's so ugly now, every time that guy sees it, he will laugh at me, how can you say I can continue to tolerate it!"

"Then how are you going to refine it?" Emperor He saw that she was still a little self-aware, and he didn't continue to entangle.

Nan He shook his head: "I don't know."

After saying that, without waiting for him to answer, she continued: "Let's change the appearance first! It's so ugly now! ”

Di He nodded and responded: "Well, it's time to change your appearance, it's really not very good-looking now."

The two of them stared at the original Soul Flag for a long time, discussed it for a long time, and finally decided on a look, and handed it over to Nan He to refine.

Consciousness recovered little by little, and there was an even breathing sound in his ears, Nan He opened his eyes, and after slowing down for a while, he moved his gaze to the place where the breathing sound came from.

A familiar face came into view, frowning even though he had fallen asleep.

Nan He wanted to reach out to smooth his brow, but found that one of his hands was being held tightly by him, so he cautiously turned over a little and stretched out his other hand.

Di He is already in his twenties, and he is no longer the contented little boy he was at the beginning, Nan He knows what he thinks now, but he doesn't believe it.

The fingertips slowly touched his brow, gently moved along the brow to the end of the brow, and let out a long sigh, the force in his hand was not controlled for a while, and pressed on the end of his brow.

Di He woke up in an instant, and before she could withdraw her hand, he opened his eyes.