When he turned around, a familiar figure came into view, and Shaoli Xingjun was about to explain, but he heard her say, "Why are you so fierce?"

Shaoli Xingjun's face froze instantly, and he stopped talking.

She said again, "You, have you been to see Aya?"

"Xuannu, go in and talk!"

She eagerly followed behind Shaoli Xingjun, and after sitting down, seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, she asked again: "No matter what the result is, I can bear it, and please Xingjun make it clear!"

"You Aya is bent on death, and you don't want to go back to Kunlun."

Her tears slipped inadvertently, and her voice choked up to confirm, "Did Aya really say that?"

"Don't you ask him why he is like this?"

She bit her lip tightly, lowered her head, clenched her fists and tried her best to hold back, "Are you afraid of affecting us?"

Shaoli Xingjun sighed: "I have also heard about Kunlun, the situation is complicated, you, as a mountain god, can't escape the responsibility of guarding, and if you encounter such a situation again, the Heavenly Monarch will be angry, I'm afraid you will all be in a catastrophe."

"How can the Heavenly Monarch be so unreasonable!"

"Xuannu, don't talk nonsense!"

Shaoli Xingjun looked around vigilantly, and said with a frown.

"I am telling you this today to let you know that your Aya has worked hard, and you must not let down his hard work!"

Only then did she truly feel a sense of sadness that she had never felt before, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and her heart was filled with grief and indignation.

"I don't know whether I should tell you or not, but the last time I went with you to visit, he begged me to give him death."

She got up suddenly, and Shaoli Xingjun was about to stop her, but saw that she was bowing to the door.

Seeing her teary eyes, Shaoli Xingjun's face showed a trace of emotion and pity.

When she got up after the salute, he put away the feelings that he shouldn't have, and asked expressionlessly, "Do you think I should help him?"

"How would you help him?"

Her gaze was silent and lost, and the moment she looked up, there was no more wave in her eyes.

"With his current condition, it is very likely that he will be wiped out after suffering eighty-one heavenly thunders, and now he has inherited half of it, which can be regarded as a remnant. It's just that I don't know how long he can last! ”

Her eyes were red, and there seemed to be a fire in her heart.

"Can you give him a good time?"

Shaoli Xingjun patted her on the shoulder and said, "I won't tell you, I also have this idea, but I didn't dare to say it, I'm afraid ...... I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it. ”

She held her breath and shook her head, and only after a while did she respond: "After all, I broke my promise, and I still haven't been able to take him back to Kunlun."

"How can it be your fault, how can this huge heavenly realm be decided by you and me!"

Perhaps his relief did not reach the bottom of her heart, she frowned, only to feel that her heart was extremely painful.

"It's been these two days, it's inconvenient for you to show up, I'll say goodbye to him for you!"

"Good!"

She covered her face and suddenly burst into tears, her body trembling.

The mournful cry fell on his heart like a drizzle, and his heart tightened, and he felt a trace of grief and panic that he had never felt before.

"Do you have anything to leave to him?"

She shook her head vigorously and said, "I don't want him to miss us when he goes, and forget about us in the next life." She was so choked that she couldn't speak, and after a slight pause, she said, "It's okay to be a scattered immortal!"

"Xuannu!" He called her movingly for the first time, and when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say a word more.

Her eyes were dilated, she looked at his face, and said sadly: "I, I can't do anything, I can only wait!"

"It will pass soon, I promised you Aye, as long as you are in the palace of sorrow, I will protect you!"

The words of relief that Shaoli Xingjun could think of were only Aya's entrustment.

Her ears also sounded like Aye's voice, and she couldn't help but have the picture of Aya entrusting her to Shaoli Xingjun in her mind.

"I believe that you will not break your word, and you will never break your promise like I did!"

"Xuannu, Xuannu!"

He shook her arm, not glad that she was sinking in grief.

No matter how Shaoli Xingjun cheered her up, the gaze that fell on his face was faint, and she was more like an unconscious puppet at this time.

Shaoli Xingjun felt that he was wrong, maybe he shouldn't have told her all this rashly, or maybe he should have ignored her and quietly sent her back to Kunlun.