"Ah Yu, what do you think?" Shirakami looked at the girl in front of the suitcase.

Rong Naianian's eyelashes trembled slowly, Ah ...... Sweet-smelling? What was he calling Ah Yu just now?

"Huh?" The girl, who was sorting out the snacks, looked up from the hill-like pile of snacks.

“…… Since someone asks you to fight, you can fight. ”

Bai Shen glanced at her coldly, "Let me fight that fox?" Stop dreaming! I won't leave the Pure Mountain, and he doesn't want to take a step. ”

"Oh, why are you doing this? When someone toasts it, you drink it. Otherwise, they make a big earthquake, the mountain collapses, the ground cracks, people die, and you still have to fight them, why bother? ”

"Even you came to coerce me?" The white god was furious.

"Calm down! I didn't coerce you. The girl knelt and thought about it. However, you two thousand-year-old goblins, like children, have a fight, and the impact is indeed not good. Well, you wait for me for a while......"

She stood up and shuffled away.

In the inner hall of the white god, through the pearl curtain, you can see her spreading paper, grinding ink, holding a brush and writing.

It didn't take long for her to run out with what she had written, and handed it to Shirakami, "Oh, take a look, how's it?" ”

I don't know what she wrote, but after reading it, Bai Shen fell silent, and even the air pressure on his body became gloomy.

"Then you're okay with that, huh?" Mu Sensen asked.

The white god still didn't speak.

"Alright, that's it."

Mu Sensen folded the piece of paper and put it in an envelope.

"The two of them were fighting, and it sounded a bit disrespectful. It's better to do this, let's Murong two families, each send a few people, led by the white god and your fox respectively, to find a gap in time and space, and have a good fight, clean and hidden. What do you think about winning or losing in terms of the outcome of the battle? ”

Rong Nianzhen pondered for a moment: "It's okay." ”

The white god's limit is approaching, his mana is declining, as long as he dares to leave Qingjing Mountain, the Rong family will never let him come back alive.

Mu Sensen sent Rong Nianzhen outside the White God Temple and smiled at him, his eyelashes shining with gold.

"Here's to you. I wrote down the place and time of the battle. If you're not satisfied, we can reconcile. ”

As he spoke, he handed a letter to Rong Nianzhen.

The ink is still fresh, and it is just what she wrote by hand on the desk.

An old, ordinary envelope with a few large and steep characters written on it:

——Nian Zhenshi Brother personally enlightened.

Rong Nianzhen's face changed greatly, staring at those words, and stayed on the spot like a lightning strike.

This familiar font has not been seen for many years.

But even if he hasn't seen him for many years, just a glance is enough for him to recognize it, this is her word.

The golden sunlight of the afternoon was warm and dazzling, but at this moment, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

Mu Sensen laughed, "What's wrong?" ”

The voice seemed to come from far away.

Rong Nianzhen's gaze slowly moved away from the envelope and landed on her face.

The facial features are obviously not very different, and such a vivid smile will never appear on her face.

She is always cold, even when she smiles, but also with three points of detachment.

"Bai Shen, he is old and confused, and he speaks to the end, don't worry about him. Our Murong family is a world friend, and there are some misunderstandings, but it is indeed better to eliminate them as soon as possible. ”

The smile on her face was bright and flamboyant. For a while, Rong Nianzhen couldn't tell whether it was her or her standing in front of her.