In the haze, she regained a little consciousness, and she still felt swaying in front of her, and she didn't know where she was.

"Wait, it's coming!"

Suddenly, she heard a slightly familiar voice, and she instantly sobered up.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked, inexplicably.

"You'll know when you get there!"

Seeing that he responded so surely, she didn't want to ask again, so she could only follow him slowly.

Suddenly, he heard a dull sound of falling locks, and felt him stand suddenly, and after a while, he said, "It's here, come out and have a look!"

She came out with the wind, and fell to the ground in a daze, with a flickering yellow light above her head, and a gloomy prison in all directions.

She got up quickly, looked around vigilantly, and when she saw the embarrassed person in front of her, she rushed forward with some surprise.

"Aye, are you okay?"

Aya straightened his clothes, stroked his sideburns a few more times, and said slowly, "It's okay, everything is fine."

Her gaze shifted to Aya, looking at the scarred mark, and hesitated: "Where is this good, obviously suffering!"

Aya hurriedly waved her hand and motioned for her to stop talking.

She clenched her teeth tightly, tears poured out uncontrollably, she kept wiping her tears, and kept whimpering.

Shaoli Xingjun squatted beside her and whispered, "If the movement is too big, it will be troublesome to attract the guards."

She nodded sullenly, and then whispered: "Aya, I came to the Heavenly Realm to save you, don't worry, I will definitely save you!"

Aya patted her shoulder excitedly, and said with tears welling up: "No, how can you fight against the gods of the heavenly realm, listen to Aye's words, go back to Kunlun, and guard them for me!"

She shook her head stubbornly and said, "I promised them that I would take you back, and I must not break my promise!"

Aya glanced at her, and then looked at Shaoli Xingjun, and then said gloomily: "Xiaoxian wants to say a word to Shaoli Xingjun."

He crouched down, Aya's form unmoved, and he didn't hear what they were saying.

After a while, the guards came to urge, and Shaoli Xingjun retreated in time.

staggered all the way again, and when he threw her out again, he was already in the palace in front of him.

She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is the palace of sorrow, my dormitory."

She took two steps back, and said at a loss: "How dare Xiaoxian stay here and disturb Xingjun!"

"Didn't I blame me for bringing you here?"

She didn't expect him to say that, and for a moment she was speechless, and stood still.

"If you treat each other honestly, then let's be a pair of old friends!"

"Huh?" She looked at him in shock, frowning slightly in bewilderment.

Shaoli Xingjun sat aside and said calmly: "Since the establishment of the Heavenly Realm, I have lived here, and I can't remember how many tens of thousands of years older than you."

After listening to this, she felt even more like sitting on pins and needles, and hurriedly bowed to the chief.

"Hurry up, where are there so many courtesies, I don't like such cumbersome etiquette the most, don't you feel restrained?"

Shaoli Xingjun didn't know that these words would make her so embarrassed, so he had to comfort her to get up.

After she got up, she took a sip of the hot tea and pushed the freshly poured tea in front of her.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip of water like a chicken pecking rice, Shaoli Xingjun couldn't stop smiling on his face, and said, "It's really interesting!"

She looked over puzzled, and he hurriedly put away his smile and lowered his head to drink tea.

"By the way, today is too hasty, I'll take you to visit tomorrow."

She met his gaze and asked, "Can I really go again?"

He let out an "um" and said softly, "Didn't you promise to save Aya?"

Her gaze froze, resting on his face, as if in deep thought.

"Xuan'er, there won't be so many rules in my palace in the future, and I don't like you to abide by so many rules!"

"Ahh

She came back to her senses, and she heard him call herself like this, as if she had touched her nerves, and she only felt numb all over.

His face changed slightly, and his gaze was like a cold moon, reflecting her wantonly.

"Okay, Xiaoxian has written it down."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that Shaoli Xingjun's face was even more cold, and she instantly changed her words: "Shaoli, I wrote it down!"

He suddenly held his chin close to her side, then quickly moved away, and said in his mouth, "You go and wash up, I'll take you to see Aya early tomorrow."

She didn't even think about it, so she immediately responded.