Obviously, he really wanted to never come back from Hua Xiyue forever, and never appear in Yun Luoluo's sight again, but he couldn't bear the little girl thinking about him, looking at the little girl who was so sad that she cried because of her thoughts, Emperor Xuanyuan only felt that everything was not important, and just wanted to find her that bastard fox spirit of Hua Xiyue, so that the little girl could smile.

Hearing this, Yun Luoluo raised her head and looked at Master's handsome face, which was a little more touching in this moonlit night, she reached out and put her arms around his neck, and her head gently pressed against Master's warm chest, "Thank you, Master." But don't worry, in Luo Luo's heart, Master will always come first. The reason why I want to find Hua Zhengyue is because Hua Zhengyue died for me, and I always feel ashamed of him, and I don't feel safe and sound when I don't see him. ”

"For the teacher to know," he said, hugging the little girl in his arms tightly.

He knew everything, and knew that Luo Luo was not in love with Hua Xiyue, because she couldn't even tell what the love between men and women was.

He also knows that the little girl in his family is kind and soft-hearted, and the people who are most disdainful of him suffer hardships and grievances.

"It's still a while before dawn, so why don't you sleep with Luo Luo for a while? You don't get enough sleep and tomorrow will be tired. Emperor Lintian glanced at the night outside and coaxed softly.

Yun Luoluo nodded, and under the care of the master, he lay down again.

She thought that she was too worried about Hua Xiyue to sleep.

As a result, as soon as she lay down, feeling the warm body temperature of the master and the familiar smell, her heart suddenly calmed down, and slowly, her eyes were closed, and she fell asleep.

Emperor Xuanyuan lowered his eyes, looked at the little apprentice who had fallen asleep, the gentleness and pampering on his face disappeared, replaced by endless indifference, listening carefully, there seemed to be three words in his mouth gritted his teeth and spit out, "Flower, attack, moon ......"

******

The entire Fuyun Mountain, every inch of land is smeared with aura, every plant is verdant, every flower is bright and intoxicating, and every river is crystal clear.

In the air, there are birds singing happily with the wind.

On the tree, there were red fruits beating on the branches, and there was a sound like fairy music.

On the ground, countless flowers swayed their waists, competing to open, and all kinds of fairy butterflies danced.

The colorful cloud brocade ribbons woven by the seven fairies of Tianhe Palace are flying all over the mountain, and the flower basket arches woven by various spiritual flowers and yao grass are displayed in turn, and everywhere is filled with joy and cheerful atmosphere.

The Floating Cloud Hall is located on the main peak of the Floating Cloud Mountain, and at this moment it is surrounded by lanterns and auspiciousness.

As the protagonist of today, Yun Luoluo was wearing a blue corset fairy skirt designed by Feng Wuxian himself, and the hem of the skirt was dotted with fine starlight, as she walked, it seemed that there was endless brilliance and flowing color slowly moving.

She wears a birthday hat crown made of various flowers on her head, which is decorated with countless fine star diamonds, which are gifts from the old dragon king of Bihai Lake personally, each of which is priceless, but it was waved by Emperor Xuanyuan and crushed, and dressed in the little apprentice's bun, just to add a bit of brightness and moving to her.

Bai Xiaodu, a white and tender ball, lazily lying on her shoulders, like a white shoulder flower hanging on the blue fairy skirt, added a bit of purity to her delicateness.

All the immortals and gods arrived at Fuyun Mountain one after another, and were received by the lord of the Holy Moon Palace, and the birthday banquet was held outside the main hall of the Fuyun Palace.