Not long after Mu Lao left, Hua Yuqiong felt a little cooler on his face. She raised her hand and touched it, it was water.

After a while, more and more raindrops fell.

Hua Yuqiong turned to look at the night, but found that he was still sitting on the stone bench, as if he didn't notice the raindrops the size of beans falling.

"Hey, it's raining, what are you sitting there for? Go back and rest! Hua Yuqiong shouted.

A smile in the eyes of Sai Ye looked at her for a moment, and the moment she got up, she suddenly came to Hua Yuqiong's side and took Hua Yuqiong in her arms.

Only then did Hua Yuqiong discover that the body of the festival night was also covered with a layer of purple light, like a protective film to keep the rain out.

"Huh? How did you do that? ”

Hua Yuqiong looked at the purple glimmer on Saiya's body with curiosity, not realizing that she had been held in her arms by Saiye.

Sai Ye hooked his lips and smiled, and suddenly lowered his head to Hua Yuqiong's ear, and whispered in her ear with a magnetic voice: "Do you want to learn?" ”

"Is that okay?"

Hua Yu Qiongxing's eyes lit up, and she suddenly turned her head, "Of course I want to ......"

The words in her mouth got stuck in her throat, and she looked at the night of the festival in a daze, and she could even feel the heat spraying from his breath.

Sai Ye lowered his eyes to look at the faint light of the painting Yu Qiong, and his gaze continued to look downward, looking at her curled lips that could be touched as long as he moved forward slightly, and the Adam's apple unconsciously rolled up and down.

Hua Yuqiong reacted suddenly, pushed away the sacrifice night, fled into the room in a panic, and turned around and closed the door with a "bang".

"What was I doing?" Hua Yuqiong said in annoyance.

The warmth in the arms of the night seemed to be still there, and he looked at the closed door, and there was a little loss in his heart.

Matsuya's brows furrowed.

Why is there so little aura in this human world? He was so suffocated that he panicked.

Looking at the closed door again, the night disappeared from the place with some irritability, and returned to the North Garden.

A dark shadow walked out of the darkness, glanced at the sacrificial night, and bowed his head and said, "Holy Venerable." ”

The man's black hair was half tied, and the remaining waist-length black hair was draped behind him, and his clothes were wide sleeved, giving people a sense of elegance, but his indifferent face drove this elegance away.

Saiye closed his eyes and answered lazily, and there was no follow-up.

The man in black stood silently beside the night of the sacrifice, and listened to the command of the night of the sacrifice.

"Death."

After a while, Sai Ye called out and said, "Do you feel that the aura of this human world is a little lacking?" ”

Hearing this, the man in black who was called "Mourning" was silent for a while, and then said, "Hui Shengzun, although it is not as good as the Demon Realm, the aura here is also relatively abundant. ”

"Really?" The eyes of the worship night were slightly opened, "Why does that deity always feel a little stuffy in his chest?" ”

There was silence, and after a while, he spoke, "Does this feeling happen every day, or is it only in the place where one person appears?" ”

The night of the festival pondered carefully.

It seems like......

Every time he felt this way, Painted Yuqiong was there for him.

"When he's there, the deity feels this way." Worship the night road.

"Does that Saint Venerable feel this way when he sees that person making some more intimate movements towards other men?"

"Hmm."

The night of the sacrifice responded, and remembered that Hua Yuqiong pounced on Hua Qi's body, and he was carefully taking care of Hua Qi's appearance just now.

"That's right," Sai Ye was slightly surprised, and looked up at the dead, "How do you know?" ”