ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

The forest is lush, the trees are huge and the sky is shading, and the silence is even more eerie as night approaches.

Xinglian sat next to the fire and said nothing, and the white-clothed child couldn't help but tug at the corners of her clothes, "Xinglian, don't worry too much, there is still a chance anyway." ”

"yes, it's just a few more laps, and it's not a big deal." The fire unicorn approached leisurely, with an expression of how to look at it and how to behave on its arrogant face.

Xinglian glanced at him, reached out and grabbed a cluster of torches, and waved away the obscure phantom.

I thought I had finally caught a killer from the Blood Flame Palace, but when I got out of the carriage to look, I found that the purple-clothed man who was kneeling on the ground and half dead was a dumb man at all!

Even if you are dumb, your hands and feet are broken, and you can't even point in a direction.

If she had known this, she would not have killed the girl, and it would have been better for her to lead the way than to keep wandering around the dark forest.

Si Jingyan came over with a bundle of dry firewood, and seeing her suffocating appearance, he turned his palm, took out a cyan spar from the space device, and walked to her, "It's not bad to be in the silent forest, when I was looking for firewood, I didn't pay attention to this and found this." ”

Xinglian raised his head lazily, and when he saw the thing in his hand clearly, his eyes suddenly kept his eyes and exclaimed, "Cyan spirit refining stone? ”

"Hmm."

"Where did you find it?" Although the spirit refining stone is only available in the silent forest, it is by no means all over the ground and you can pick it up, why can you touch this goods when you go out to pick up firewood, what kind of shit luck is this?

Sijing Yan said goodbye at the beginning, and coughed lightly, "Forget." ”

“……”

Forgot....

It is said that the place where the spirit refining stone appears is full of spiritual energy, and if you look carefully, you may be able to find one or two more pieces, and even encounter a high-level spirit beast hidden, but he actually said, forgot?

"Hey, I've been around just now, why didn't I find him find a hedron?"

In her heart, the girl's voice sounded in confusion, paused, and said, "Isn't this place a place where the aura is sparse to avoid poisonous insects and beasts?" ”

"Phantom Stream, nosy." The immature children's voice is a little disdainful, obviously too dedicated to a certain bird.

"This girl is taking the safety of Xinglian to heart, but unlike you, she doesn't do anything all day."

“……”

The two beasts petted you and I didn't let each other go, and Xinglian, who was originally staring at the spirit refining stone with a coveted face, finally came back to his senses, and glanced at the silent man standing in front of him with a complicated expression.

He still held a spar that emitted cyan light in his hand, reflecting a handsome face like jade, out of the holy capital, his clothes were changed a little easier, his black hair was loosely curled by the navy blue ribbon, his face was light, but his eyes were dyed a little mildly.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that since the time of Shengliu Academy, he has been unusually good to himself, and he has been treated like this by such a wonderful man, no one can be indifferent, right?

It's just that in this era, can she really enjoy this special tenderness without distractions?

If the other party is just an ordinary son, maybe she can accept it calmly, but ...... But it's like him.

"Qiao Xinglian?"

Seeing that the woman was silent, Si Jingyan frowned slightly, squatted down and handed the cyan spar in his hand to her, "This thing is useless to me, you can keep it." ”

Xing Lian lowered his head, collected the emotions in his expression, and when he raised his head again, he showed a smug smile, "You still need to say this, of course it's for me!" ”