"So often.?"

Ning Xiang muttered, and the door of the happy room was slammed, and then Gu Ying's voice sounded.

"I'll deliver some food, open the door."

Her voice was indeed Gu Ying's, so Ning Xiang didn't think much about it and asked the treasure hunt mouse to open the door.

The treasure hunt rat has a sensitive nose, and when he walked to the door and was about to open the door, the rat nose smelled something wrong.

It subconsciously turned back to look at Ning Xiang, and said with a master-servant bond that only the two of them could hear: "Stinky woman, something is wrong, this is not like Gu Ying's breath, and the person outside the door is not Gu Ying!" ”

Ning Xiang got off the bed immediately when she heard this, and asked the treasure hunting mouse to come over, but she stood farther away and told Gu Ying: "Sister-in-law, we are not hungry, so we won't open the door, you go back first." ”

When she said this, Ning Xiang contacted Mo Yinxing as soon as possible and asked him to come over.

But as soon as the communication jade was sent out, she watched as the wooden door in front of her began to melt from top to bottom, turning to ashes.

There is also the faint face of "Gu Ying", which looks inexplicably infiltrating.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and she said something that gave goosebumps in a very soft tone: "It seems that it has been discovered." ”

Seeing this, the treasure hunting mouse and the white worm subconsciously wanted to block in front of Ning Xiang, but Ning Xiang sensed a great danger from her.

So he decisively withdrew them back to the spirit beast space, and looked at Gu Ying with a solemn expression: "Who are you?!" ”

"You don't care who I am, you just need to know that you should go back to where you should be."

Seeing her say, a booklet and ink pen suddenly appeared on her right hand, and seeing that she was about to continue writing something on it, Ning Xiang suddenly shrank her pupils and guessed her identity.

"You are."

But before she finished speaking, her mouth seemed to be covered by something, she couldn't make any sound, and her body couldn't move, she stood stiffly in place, watching the person in front of her walk towards her step by step.

The person was still Gu Ying's appearance at first, but when he got to the back, he gradually revealed the face that had a six- or seven-point portrait with her.

Her cold eyebrows and eyes were now dyed with a faint smile, Ning Xiang couldn't see any malice in her eyes, she only felt that she was as insignificant as a fallen leaf in the eyes of this person at this moment.

Chu Rou leaned closer and reached out to touch Ning Xiang's face, but the facial features on her face became blank at this moment, terrifyingly tight.

"You are indeed very good, but you should not deviate from the trajectory I originally arranged for you, you can't, Mo Yinxing, you can't."

She withdrew her hand, picked up the pen and paper in her hand again, and wrote something on it one by one.

This time, Ning Xiang watched as her body gradually turned into ashes inch by inch like a burned incense stick.

And the faceless Chu Rou in front of him, his facial features began to grow again.

Her new facial features were something she couldn't be more familiar with, and she could see them every day. Her own facial features!

She vaguely guessed what Chu Rou was going to do, and tried her best to break free from this feeling of being bound, but she couldn't do it at all.

It wasn't until the silver-white hairband that she was tied with green silk began to corrode that a burst of golden light suddenly burst out from the hairband.

She felt that her body had become her own again, and the part of her body that had been broken was instantly restored to its original state.

She didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously slapped the thing that was still generating her facial features.

The attack was launched, and Chu Rou's face was full of surprise when she only had one pair of eyes, and then she bent her eyes, as if she was laughing.

As soon as the attack hit her, she continued to write something in the booklet with her pen and ink.

The moment she stopped writing, she disappeared directly, and only the door that had disappeared at the door of the happy house confirmed that she had been here.

Ning Xiang gasped heavily, and almost collapsed her whole body to release the treasure hunting rat and the white worm.

At this time, Mo Yinxing, who urgently received her communication jade slip, also rushed over.

Seeing the scene of her almost collapsing and sitting on the ground, my heart tightened and quickly walked to her and asked her what was wrong?

Ning Xiang recalled what Chu Rou had said before, as well as what she had done, raised her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you hiding something from me?" ”

Mo Yinxing didn't understand what Ning Xiang meant: "What do you mean?" What else can I hide from you? ”

Ning Xiang didn't know what to say, but she just felt that Mo Yinxing must have something to hide from her.

She stared at him for a long time, then suppressed the fear in her heart and let him get closer.

The young man did as he was told, and the next moment, a frighteningly cold body threw himself into his arms.

Ning Xiang hugged him very tightly and told him what had just happened one by one.

"Ah Xing, what is a laid out trajectory? Was my life decided by someone from the beginning? ”

She is not a fool, she has seen Chu Rou lifting a pen and writing on the booklet.

In the Dachang Dynasty, the only person who could construct things with the pen was the writer.

And she

What can be the existence that can be pre-arranged for the trajectory of life.?

As she was about to answer, an anxious voice sounded in her head interrupted her thoughts.

"Ning Xiang, are you okay?"

The voice of the West Ancestral Hall dragged Ning Xiang out of her misty thoughts, and she felt that her fluttering mood was finally a little more real.

She came back to her senses and told the West Temple that she was fine, only to notice that something was wrong.

"How did Master know that there was some accident on my side?"

There was a pause at the West Temple, and Fang told her that he had left a green silk on her that could save her life, and that the green silk was now burned out, indicating that she was in a lot of trouble.

With the strength and skills of the West Temple, it is indeed possible to do this, Ning Xiang didn't think much about it, and after sincerely thanking him, he was a little hesitant to tell him about Chu Rou.

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard him say that he would personally come to her cultivation realm.

She wanted to say no, but the West Temple was silent.

Seeing her stunned look, Mo Yinxing looked at her worriedly and asked, "What else did Chu Rou say?" ”

He was not Ning Xiang, but he guessed from what she said that Chu Rou made the wooden door of Xifang disappear with only paper and pen.

The only person who can do this kind of thing in this world that sounds very fantastical is the author of the original book.

But how is that possible?

Ning Xiang shook her head: "No, there is only that sentence, and then she seems to want to change into my appearance, and she also wants me to disappear, but the green silk given by the West Ancestral Hall saved my life and made her have to leave, it seems that she can't fight against the West Ancestral Hall." ”

Regarding the Western Ancestral Hall, Mo Yinxing only knew that he was Ning Xiang's current master, and the rest did not know.

Listening to Ning Xiang's words, the West Ancestral Venerable was already coming to their small world, and at the same time he was worried, he was also vaguely uneasy.

Ning Xiang: No