Shen Yu thought for a while, and spit out two words in his mouth, "Hometown." ”

"Hometown?" Wen Yi paused leisurely, "You are the prince of Surabaya Kingdom, and your mother is also from Jiangnan, how can you smell a smell of your hometown?" Feng Ya is a sand thief who specializes in digging tombs, and he wants that dragon bone to be related to the mausoleum, or do you have a mausoleum in the Longyan Desert. ”

Shen Yu seemed to have fallen into some kind of memory, and his cold eyebrows suppressed countless emotions.

"My mother is an unfavored concubine in the palace of the king of Surabaya, when the emperor of Surabaya moved the capital because of the defeat, he threw my mother closer to the Longyan Desert, when she was eight months pregnant, I was born in Mingyue City."

"At that time, this place was not called Mingyue City, but Chaoge."

"Although my mother lost her life of fine clothes and food, she was free here, and she also found a man she loved, and they were happy with each other, and just as they were about to get married, the emperor of Surabaya found her, took her back to the palace, and executed the man by the way."

"A year after my mother returned to the palace, she was depressed and seriously ill, and finally left the world with the regret that she could not marry her beloved and could not raise me."

"Compared to the cold imperial palace and the Surabaya Guoxue Palace that taught me to cultivate, this is my hometown and my homeland."

After listening to Shen Yu's past, Wen Yi grabbed Shen Yu's slightly cold hand, "Did you send your mother's bones back to the Longyan Desert later?" I think she liked it more than the gloomy and gloomy palace. ”

"I built a mausoleum for her in the Longyan Desert." The warmth from the palm of his hand dispelled the chill in Shen Yu's heart, his sharp gaze gradually retracted the edge, and naturally interlocked his backhand with Wen Yi's ten fingers, "When I just touched that keel, the fragmented part of the memory came back." ”

Wen Yi proposed, "When we find the Yellow Emperor's spiritual liquid, let's go and pay our respects to Madame." ”

Shen Yu nodded.

The two walked through the birch forest with their fingers interlocked.

Although the night in the desert was very cold, it did not have any effect on Wen Yi and Shen Yu, they were all monks.

Hanging high above the black-like canopy, the moon emitted a faint silver glow.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the birch forest and the two of them, as if they were covered with a layer of faint silver sand, although it was cold but extremely romantic.

"Shen Yu, do you see that the moon in the desert is very similar to what we see in the giant's palace?" Wen Yi shook his finger and pointed to the bright moon hanging high in the sky, "It's so bright, as if you can pick it up with your hand." ”

"You like the moon, if you do, I can take it off and give it to you." Shen Yu seriously thought about how feasible it was to take off the moon?

Wen Yi felt as if Shen Yu was allergic to something.

She smiled helplessly, "Seeing such a good moonlight, don't you want to say something?" ”

Shen Yu seemed to have enlightened him, his voice was low and magnetic, demagoguery, "The moon under the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is the sweetheart." ”

The sudden confession made Wen Yi stunned in place.

Shen Yu's well-defined hand took off the mask on Wen Yi's face, and then nodded at the center of her eyebrows with a piece of spiritual power.

The camouflage on the girl's face disappeared, and a faint red appeared on her fair and delicate countenance.

This heart-pounding crimson extends from his cheeks to his ears, and the whole person seems to be like a boiled shrimp, and the red color is very beautiful.

"Wen Yi, what I said was true, I like you." Shen Yu's hands were on the girl's shoulders, "I want to kiss you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yu leaned down and gently sucked the girl's beautiful lips, and then put one hand around her slender and soft waist, and the sexy lips were attached to the pink lips that opened slightly because of surprise, pried open little by little, absorbing the sweetness of the other party.

Once born and twice matured, Shen Yu kissed his beloved girl to the fullest.

Wen Yi gently closed her eyes, her heartbeat was getting faster and faster in the other party's kiss, her body temperature was soaring, and a voice in her heart told Wen Yi loudly: Don't pretend, you like Shen Yu!

At this moment, Wen Yi opened his eyes clearly.

Shen Yu looked at the girl who suddenly opened, a smile overflowed in her eyes, she kissed Wen Yi for a long time before letting go of Wen Yi, and touched the other party's hot cheeks unsatisfactorily, "Do you have anything to say?" ”

Shen Yu had countless expectations in his heart.

Wen Yi was about to speak, when she suddenly felt that someone was coming.

"So you're here."

Before seeing the person, I heard the voice first, and it was no one else who met him, it was Minglou.

Seeing the delicate and picturesque girl again, Ming Lou couldn't help but beat his heart faster.

He has a special understanding of beauty, he likes it as long as he looks good.

And Wen Yi's appearance, not to mention in the mortal world, is also the top in the immortal cultivation world.

If it weren't for Wen Yi's concern for Ling Yujun, and the fact that they had a little unpleasant quarrel when they first met, Ming Lou even considered marrying Wen Yi as his main wife.

"He's here, and I'm going to transfer his concentric mantra to the deity." Shen Yu suddenly stretched out his hand towards Ming Lou.

Before Ming Lou could react, he felt a powerful force as if he was sucking the aura in his body.

Gradually, he saw a faint golden spell fly out of his soul.

The pain of soul tearing rushed directly to the peak, and Ming Lou let out a fierce scream that he could not suppress.

He was obviously a cultivator of the Yuan Infant Realm, but he couldn't resist the invasion of unknown forces.

"Thermometer, thermometer." Chao Wen, who has no pillars in the Ming Building, has sent out a message calling for help.

"Don't be afraid, he's just sucking the concentric curse out of your soul." Wen Yi looked at Ming Lou floating in mid-air fixedly, "He knows the solution to the concentric spell, don't worry, he won't harm your life." ”

Ming Lou didn't believe in Wen Yi, nor did he believe in this unknown powerful force, he began to struggle, but the suppression of the realm made him unable to resist.

"Don't resist, the more you resist, the more you backfire." Wen Yi used a sentient way to control desires to dilute Minglou's pain and fear, "Take a deep breath and don't be afraid, he is the helper I invited, he is my most important person, and he will not hurt you." ”

The mania and restlessness were gradually appeased by Wen Yi, and Ming Lou gave up the senseless struggle and slowly accepted Shen Yu's way of unlocking the concentric spell.

"Did you come to Bright Moon City just to break this spell with me?" Ming Lou's voice couldn't hide his frustration, "Actually, we are far apart, as long as we don't see it, the concentric spell will not have any impact on our daily life." ”

When he was young, he felt that the concentric spell was a shackle imposed on him by Wen Yi, and after wearing this shackle for so many years, Ming Lou himself didn't notice it, and he had strange feelings for this shackle.