"I'm begging you, don't sell it, help me."

The two have been friends for tens of thousands of years, and this is the first time she has spoken to herself so politely, which made Le Zhengjiao stunned on the spot.

Mo Xiuxiu didn't raise her head to rummage through the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone: "You say it seriously, I remember it carefully, and you are not allowed to hide a word from me." ”

After glancing at her several times in a row, Le Zhengjiao sighed lightly: "It is also helpless to extradite your Yuan Shen to Miss Mo. ”

Mo Xiuxiu resisted the urge to rush up and beat people, and smiled flatteringly: "Big brother, can we stop inking?" Pick the key points. ”

Finally, Le Zhengjiao, who came back to his senses, finally got to the point.

"Now you have two things to do, one is to find a way to repair Tianxiu's body and return the Empress Yuan Shen to her place. The second is to find the prince of the Protoss, perhaps only he has the means to cut your heart without hurting your life. Or with his strength, he doesn't need any divine power at all. ”

"Hey, that couldn't be better!" Mo Xiuxiu recorded it one by one.

Suddenly, Le Zhengjiao snatched her notes, and a fire rose between her fingers.

"What are you doing? Is it easy for me to write a few beautiful words? Looking at the ashes, Mo Xiuxiu was very distressed.

"The less people know about it, the safer it will be for you, and it is not safe for you to write it down on paper, if it is not lost and picked up by the bad people, it will definitely cause a catastrophe, and it is safest to keep it in your head."

"What if I can't remember?" Mo Xiuxiu asked casually, and Le Zhengjiao's eyes burst out with a sharp edge of hatred: "I can't even remember this thing, even if I die 10,000 times, it's not wrong." ”

"Jiao'er, you-"

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember, the chess will remember it for you."

"Why do you always mention him?"

"Because you're going to spend more time with him than you're with anyone."

"Don't forget, how did Mo Xiuxiu leave Chaoyang Palace...... Aren't you afraid that history will repeat itself? Mo Xiuxiu deliberately pretended to be frightened, trying to change the other party's mind.

Le Zhengjiao stretched out his index finger and shook it: "Miss Mo was born with no pulse and can't practice, of course she doesn't have the ability to protect herself." But you are different, you are the empress, your cultivation is extremely high, what are those little cards in Chaoyang Palace in front of you? ”

Seeing that she was a little moved, Le Zhengjiao continued to fan the flames: "Besides, if you don't go back, outsiders will think that you are afraid of Ge Xunlian!" Besides, don't you want to avenge Miss Mo? Don't you want to know who is so cruel to put her to death? ”

Under rounds of brainwashing, Mo Xiuxiu readily agreed to the matter, and repeatedly promised that he would keep his duty and obediently listen to You Zhiqi's words.

The corners of Le Zhengjiao's mouth hooked a shallow arc, and he hooked his finger towards her: "I'll take you to a mysterious place, and keep you eye-opening." ”

In a few moments, the two of them appeared at the door of the fire building.

"Isn't this the forbidden place of your Sleepless City? I have tried to get a glimpse of what is going on several times, but you have refused with your words, how can you be so generous to invite me in today? ”

"Love doesn't come."

Putting aside these words, Le Zheng walked in arrogantly, and Mo Xiuxiu followed without thinking.

The overall decoration of the Sleepless City is mainly enthusiastic and flamboyant, but the scene inside the fire building is the most chic. The walls of the ice sculptures are snow-white and soft, but there is no chill, which is easily reminiscent of the gentleness of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

Le Zhengjiao didn't give her the slightest chance to admire, led her to the two ice coffins, and pointed to the ice coffins on the left side with an extremely serious expression and shouted to her to kneel.

Not only did she not kneel, but she said fiercely: "Never condescend to others!" ”

Le Zhengjiao was stunned in place, his heart jumped to his throat, and he stared at her in a daze for a long time before he asked: "Xiuxiu, what did I just say?" ”

Even Mo Xiuxiu was shocked by that sentence, only to see her eyes widen and ask, "Did this come out of your mouth?" Why did you tell me to kneel? ”

If it weren't for him, who else could there be?

After pondering for a long time, Le Zheng said arrogantly: "If you don't kneel, don't kneel, you have no blood relationship with her." ”

Walking slowly to the coffin, Mo Xiuxiu asked in a low voice, "Who is this?" ”

Le Zheng said lightly: "She is yours - sister-in-law, the hostess of the Sleepless City, and the love of my life." ”

She nodded as if she didn't understand: "In your heart, she must be very important." ”

When Le Zhengjiao opened the ice coffin and saw Ji Guying's face, he couldn't hold back his emotions and shed tears, "You wait...... We will soon be able to meet again. ”

Hot tears fell on the wedding dress in the ice coffin, quickly condensed into ice beads, and Mo Xiuxiu, who had a lot of eyesight, hurriedly picked up the ice beads in his hand.

Le Zhengjiao took advantage of the situation to grab Mo Xiuxiu's sleeve, stared at Ji Gu Sakura intently and said, "Sakura, look at it!" This is our show, which looks very similar to you. ”

Hearing this, Mo Xiuxiu instantly moved her eyes to Ji Guying's face, and couldn't help but scream.

Although the person in the ice coffin is lifeless, her face is still ruddy and beautiful as a living person, and those who don't know will only think that she is asleep.

That countenance is at least five points similar to his own.

To be precise, it looks similar to Mo Xiuxiu's face.

Come to think of it, when Le Zhengjiao was looking for a physical body for her, he had some selfish intentions.

After putting away the ice beads, Mo Xiuxiu put on a sad look, shouted "sister-in-law", and swore that she would take care of her brother wholeheartedly.

Le Zhengjiao, who was greatly moved, took the opportunity to lead her to the ice coffin on the right side, which really startled Mo Xiuxiu again.

This woman was richly dressed, her pale face was bloodless, and she looked like she had been dead for many years.

Mo Xiuxiu cautiously stretched out her hand, and the cold to her bones made her shake her shoulders and shout, and the strong sense of belonging made her reluctant to leave.

Because, this is exactly Tianxiu's body.

Looking at herself in the coffin, Mo Xiuxiu, who couldn't help herself, couldn't help but shed two tears. How grateful she is to Le Zhengjiao, how much she hates Xuanci Yuanjun.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Le Zhengjiao got up and patted her on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "As long as you can find a spiritual weapon to repair your body, you can be a noble empress again." ”

Some words, Le Zhengjiao hesitated again and again but did not say it, her current body is really too ordinary, she can't bear the empress's primordial spirit at all, and she will definitely die of exhaustion in three years.

So she didn't have any extra time to waste, but he didn't want to put pressure on her, and because of his own reasons, he couldn't show up openly to help, so it was a good idea to stuff her to You Zhiqi.

"What kind of artifact can have such a big effect?"

Mo Xiuxiu took the initiative to inquire, and Zhengzhongle was arrogant.