"But he's going to get hurt." Lan Yao's tone was eager, not at all indifferent from his usual days.

"Senior sister, he will only faint, and the spell in it will transport his body out the moment he faints, you don't need to worry about this." Mo Bai patiently soothed, his white fingertips caressing Lan Yao's face, and finally landed between her eyebrows, rubbing her eyebrows and smoothing her folds.

Lan Yao looked at Mo Bai's cautious appearance, her heart did not soften, she lifted her skirt and sat on the ground, and said in a slightly stable tone: "Then we will wait here for him to come out." ”

Lan Yao's tone was unquestionable, her eyes stared at the nameless lake impartially, and a trace of worry crossed her heart.

Mo Bai sighed slightly, and sat down slowly next to Lan Yao, the moment he sat down, he saw that his robe was stained with a little dust, his brows were slightly frowned, and he was constantly doing psychological construction for himself, and finally sat down reluctantly.

Alas, it seems that the proposal is going to be postponed, and you have to go back and take a good bath when this matter is over.

In the Infinite Lake.

From the moment Mengxiao stepped into the fog, he vaguely felt the pain coming from his heart, he wanted to use his divine power to fly directly to the lake, but found that the person who set up this barrier also added a prohibition, in order to let the people come to the lake step by step, and clearly feel the pain from every beating of the heart.

Mengxiao pursed his lips, he put the feather fan into his arms, looked at the center of the lake with a torch, and took the first step.

The first few steps were a little easier, but he only shed a few beads of sweat, which slid down his delicate face and finally disappeared into the placket of his clothes, leaving charming traces on his collarbone.

"Don't go any further."

As soon as Meng Xiao raised his right foot, a voice came from the mist, the voice was very young and youthful, but the tone was admonishing.

Mengxiao hesitated for a moment, but finally fell to his feet, and in an instant, there was a heart-piercing pain in his heart, which made him feel that his eyes were blank, and he was almost about to fall.

"You're a lover, leave quickly." The voice reminded again.

Mengxiao didn't answer him, he took a big breath, trying to adjust the frequency of his heartbeat, he lifted his foot again and walked out, the pain became more and more obvious, he almost didn't even have the strength to lift his steps.

The breeze came slowly, mixed with the fragrance in the heart of the lake, at this moment, Mengxiao's lips were as red as poppy flowers on weekdays, white as a white piece of paper, a few strands of hair on his forehead fell, sticking to his cheeks because of sweat, and his hands shook uncontrollably.

Plop plop.

There was a heartbeat in his chest, fast and regular.

"What makes you so obsessed, the closer you get to the center of the lake, the more painful you will be, and in the end even the painful soul will go out of your body, have you thought about it clearly?" There was a little eagerness in the voice, as if he couldn't bear to see Mengxiao in such pain.

Mengxiao bit her lip, took a deep breath, and once again lifted her steps towards the lake.

"Don't go any further, you're going to die!" The voice said eagerly.

It hurts, what is this pain?

At the beginning, the mother concubine cut one wound after another on her face, and the pain was a little worse than he was at the moment.

The mother concubine is obviously a woman who loves beauty so much, and she is willing to leave a scar on her face for the sake of her beloved.

"You really don't want to move forward!" The young voice reminded repeatedly.

This is a wisp of remnant soul left here by the person who set up the barrier, and he never reminds him when someone breaks into the fog on weekdays, but the man in front of him is too similar to him at the beginning, and he doesn't want to believe it over and over again, and he falls down again and again, until the day his heart dies.

And the man in front of him, the unyielding in his eyes was a little more than him, obviously his legs could no longer stand straight, but he was still desperate to approach the lake.

Finally, when he was only three steps away from the lake, Dream knew that his body could no longer resist the heart-wrenching feeling, and he fell straight down, his eyes closing little by little.

Mother ······

Father······

I really want to ask you, if you had the opportunity to do it all over again, would you still choose to give everything for love?

Will you still be the worst choice for both the gods and the immortals?

If it weren't for this marriage, one of you would still be the proudest son of the Flower Fairy Clan in the Immortal Realm, and the other would be a respected god in the Divine Realm.

You can live the rest of your life in peace, without pain and without heartbreak.

What will happen to you?

"The Mother ······" Meng Xiao muttered to himself, he tried his best to stretch his eyes open, but it hurt so much that he was very uncomfortable with every breath, as if all his internal organs were about to be crushed.

"Child, can you tell your mother what name your father gave you?"

Suddenly, Mengxiao seemed to hear the voice of her mother, and the gentle, all-encompassing voice sounded in her ears.

"Mother, the child's name is Mengxiao." He fell to the ground and smiled, a smile that was very soft and slightly smiling.

"Good name, good name. Child, Mother wants to tell you that no matter what you do, your father and I will always stand by your side and support you. It was still the voice of the concubine, the faint voice seemed to pull him out of despair, the pain in his heart seemed to be relieved a little, and he tried to blink his eyes and see the scenery in front of him.

He was just a step away from the lake.

Mengxiao gritted his teeth, leaned on his stomach and slowly moved forward, and finally most of his body was close to the lake, and he plunged into the water without thinking about it.

"He actually ······ And he did! The voice that had been persuading Mengxiao not to move forward was surprised that what he didn't do more than 100,000 years ago was actually done by this face he had never seen before.

"Heh, I really don't love her enough, otherwise why didn't it take so long to condense her soul?" The last sad smile dissipated completely, as if it had never appeared.

As the voice faded, so did the fog around the Nameless Lake.

"What's going on?" Lan Yao stood up with a bang, she patted the dust behind her with her hand, looked at the sudden change, and asked suspiciously.

"Mengxiao should have gotten the soul gathering lamp." Mo Bai was afraid that if he sat for another second, he would be infected with an incurable disease, so he hurriedly got up and even used a spell to completely remove the dirt behind him.

"He got it? What about others? "There is no mist, and the scenery around the nameless lake is completely under the eyes of Lan Xiao, which is no different from ordinary lakes, the only difference is probably the wisps of green smoke wafting from the lake, the green smoke is steaming, so it seems that this place is a pure natural hot spring pool.

"Others should be ·····"

"····· of the Young" Before Mo Bai finished speaking, Meng Xiao came out of the water, his long inky hair spread out in the water, which face that surpassed the worldly beauty was more bright in the sun, his eyes moistened by water vapor were hazy, and he held a lamp high in his hand, waving it in the direction of Lan Yao and Mo Bai.

"Mengxiao." Lan Yao didn't think about it, she used her divine power to get close to Mengxiao in an instant, she jumped into the water and hugged Mengxiao's strong waist tightly, and she said in a worried tone: "Are you okay?" ”

"I ······ Ahem······ I'm fine······" Meng Xiao raised her pale little face, trying to squeeze a smile out of Lan Yao.

He looked at the woman in front of him who was extremely worried about his life and death, a certain part of his heart was as soft as cotton, he leaned his tired head on Lan Yao's shoulder, and said softly: "Thank you." ”

Just a word of thanks, Lan Yao only felt that her ears were hot, her eyes flickered, and she hurriedly dragged Mengxiao towards the shore of the lake.

Before Lan Yao got close to the lake, Mo Bai stretched out his hand first and pulled out Meng Xiao beside Lan Yao.

"Be careful, he'll hurt." Lan Yao reminded loudly, and then before Mo Bai could pull her up again, he propped up the ground and went ashore.

"He fainted." Mo Bai glanced at Lan Yao with a little hurt in his eyes, and his tone was slightly detached.

Lan Yao naturally saw that Mo Bai was angry, she knew Mo Bai more, a person who had to pay attention to clothing, food, housing and transportation, if the robe was a little wrinkled, he would burn it directly, and some robes that were not so good workmanship, he never wore them a second time.

Today, he first sat on the ground with her and waited for Mengxiao, and now he is still helping her resist Mengxiao's wet body, but she has been talking about Mengxiao from the beginning, and anyone will be annoyed.

Lan Yao hesitated for a moment, but finally took a small step closer to Mo Bai, and his small fingers gently grabbed Mo Bai's hand.

Mo Bai felt a warmth in his heart, and all the unpleasantness disappeared, his five fingers tightened little by little, and he firmly grasped Lan Yao's little hand in the palm of his hand.

"Senior sister, you have to compensate me." Mo Bai said.

"What compensation do you want?" Lan Yao responded with rare obedience.

"You bathe with me." Mo Bai didn't want Lan Yao to refuse, so he hurriedly said again: "When you were in the world, you often bathed with me. ”

"Okay." Lan Yao thought about it for a moment, and finally agreed.

A smile rose at the corner of Mo Bai's mouth, and he looked at Lan Yao's gaze even softer.

This dream is still somewhat useful sometimes.

If he hadn't inadvertently played a role in fueling the troubles, I was afraid that the opportunity to bathe with his sister would be far away.

Mo Bai's steps became lighter, and he walked with crooked eyebrows, and smiled the gentlest smile at anyone he met on the way.

It made those people of the snake fairy clan at a loss, although the young master has a very gentle temperament on weekdays, and he can give a smile to anyone, but his smile is more or less a little alienated, how can it be like now, there is a tendency to spread towards a foolish smile.