"Smack."

"The more candles you have, the more unruly you become."

Yue Candle lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the back of his red and swollen hand, gently rubbed his fingertips, as if he was reminiscing, opened his eyes casually, and said with a light smile: "Sister, is there no rule for Yue Candle?" Didn't my sister teach me the rules of crossing the candle? In this way, my sister is the most unruly? ”

Meaning something, she rang the alarm bell of Xuan Worry, her brows furrowed, she looked at Yue Candle, and saw the frost covering the armor, she said sharply: "Yue Candle, you... What are you doing in the Nine Days Hell? ”

"Sister, how dare I? Aren't you afraid that my sister's palm will make me go up in smoke? Yue Zhu put his hands behind his back, leaned over slightly, put on an excellent face, and said with a smile: "If my sister doesn't believe it and traps me on her side, you can rest assured ......"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xuan Wei pushed away Yue Candle's face, a trace of panic crossed his eyes, his ears were almost invisible and dyed a thin red, frowned, and strode out, "Yue Candle, from now on, I will go to the Star Gazing Pavilion every day to take care of it, and the deadline is one month." ”

Looking at the back of Xuan Sorrow and fleeing, the darkness became more and more prosperous in Yue Candle's eyes, a small cloud of black mist suddenly appeared, and a hoarse voice roared in his ear: "Haha, Yue Candle, what if it swallows me?" She doesn't ignore you like that? ”

Yue Zhu silently pinched the black mist, suddenly crushed it, the corners of his mouth tore open the cold angle, and whispered: "Noise." Looking at the chaotic divine power in his palm, his expression was a touch of madness, and he said faintly: "Sister, if you can't make a choice, then let me help you." ”

The chaotic divine power overflowing from the black mist was ruthlessly devoured by Yue Candle, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and was very disdainful of the fierce gods who were secretive in the divine realm, weak like this, and only these pampered gods would worry about him making trouble.

With a wave of his hand, the messy stargazing pavilion was neat and tidy, and the meteor strode away.

In the temple.

The water of Tianchi contains a pink lotus, a little divine light dissipates in the air, and the lotus leaves stretch and float on the water, occasionally making a silver bell-like laughter.

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and Fan Lian silently kept quiet.

Xuan was worried against the door, a touch of gloom crossed his gentle watery eyes, and after a while, he walked to the edge of the pool in poor spirits, reached out and stroked the delicate petals of the pink lotus, and chattered as usual, "Mo'er, are you good today?" Have you absorbed the Heavenly Pond Spiritual Essence? If you want to grow up well, my sister will wait for you to cultivate your human form. ”

The pink lotus swayed without wind, and the petals brushed through Xuan's palm.

"Mo'er... Are you worried about your sister? ”

The delicate petals of the pink lotus became more and more red, and they drifted away silently, like a shy girl who had been pierced through her mind.

Xuan worried: "Mo'er, my sister is fine, don't worry." ”

A shadow suddenly burst out of the Xuan Sorrow Spiritual Platform, the appearance was the same as Xuan Sorrow, only the gold lines between her eyebrows were different, she leaned on the edge of the pool, her eyes flowed, staring at the Xuan Sorrow written on her face, and snorted softly: "Xuan Sorrow, you are still so hesitant." ”

"A-Ning!" Xuan worried's pupils shrank, and he was so familiar with laying down an enchantment, isolating the outside world, and holding his forehead with a wry smile: "Say hello when you come out, otherwise, I ......"

"Why, I can't see the light?" Ah Ning held his chin, playfully hooked the corners of his mouth, put it into the water, and stirred a pool of water, "Xuan is worried about the gods, aren't you afraid that someone will know that the dignified god of war in the god realm, because of the ancient war, the soul was divided into two, and he was taken advantage of by the little people?" Or are you, like the Emperor, looking down on our inferior souls? ”

"Anin, you know... I didn't mean that. ”

"Really?" Ah Ning suddenly rushed to Xuan Wei's body, touched the golden lines between her eyebrows, saw herself reflected in her eyes, and smiled: "Look, even if I am one with you and split out, between your eyebrows is the mark of the Protoss, and I am the mark of the Nether Flower, it is really unfair!" ”

Xuan's beautiful eyes lit up a cluster of flames, "A-Ning, I am willing to give up my body, as long as Mo'er can ......"

"Don't mind." Ah Ning floated to the top of Fan Lian's head, poked the delicate stamen of Fan Lian, and saw that Fan Lian was so angry that she moved away, she chuckled a few times, "This girl is in trouble, don't let me take over." Also, have you found the long-cherished fruit that reshaped the shell? I don't want to lie down anymore, I'm going to die. ”

"Not yet." Xuan Wei bit the meat on the side of his mouth, took a few steps forward with anxiety, and said, "A-Ning, after finding the long-cherished fruit, you... Do you want to stay in the divine realm anymore? ”

Aning: ......

Xuan Wei frowned slightly, and prayed: "A-Ning, don't leave, Mo'er needs you, and I need you too." ”

"Xuan Worry, what about the candle?" Ah Ning came to Xuan Wei's eyes, saw through her careful thoughts, pursed his lips, and said with interest: "It was your mortal heart that saved him back to the god realm at the beginning, if you hadn't consumed too much and pushed me out to the top, I wouldn't have been targeted by the little monster." Speaking of which, the little monster is your pot, please don't buckle it on my head, thank you. ”

Xuan was worried about the thin red stained face, and snorted unconvinced, "A-Ning, Shao Jiu is your mortal heart?" Even if he is eaten by the power of the Nether Bead, you have to help him break through, and it ......"

"Stop." Ah Ning interrupted Xuan's conjecture, looked at her helplessly, gritted his teeth and said, "If you hadn't disturbed his cultivation, I wouldn't have to pay off my debts." ”

Xuan Wei was silent.

Aning: "It's also confused, what are you doing arguing with you?" Come on, give Mo'er the divine power. ”

The two glanced at each other, palms facing each other, the warm divine power like a spring breeze was transferred to the pink lotus, the broken rhizomes grew slowly, the pink petals swayed, stretched, and the quiet fragrance rippled in the temple.

Ah Ning suddenly rushed into the Xuan Sorrow Spiritual Platform.

Xuan Wei tapped the petals of the pink lotus, his face was worried that he couldn't hide, and said in a low voice: "Mo'er, don't let down A-Ning's hard work, and achieve positive results as soon as possible, so... Sister can rest assured. ”

Ning Ning: ......

Oh, what she saw was decided by the remnants of the soul? But... Such a secret, is it she who can listen to it? Why did she think that Xuan Sorrow had bad intentions?

Ning Ning, who was a conspiracy theorist, was overwhelmed by the truth, and now he finally understood the deep meaning of "she is her, not her" that the remnant soul said.

Now it seems that in the ecstasy array, Yue Zhu is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, maybe she will recognize it early in the morning, waiting for her to take the bait!

I have to say that Ning Ning grasped the careful thinking of the candle very accurately, not to say that it was exactly the same, it was simply a candle split.

But... What is the fruit? She's interested, there's wood?

"Sister, can I come in?"

The knock on the door interrupted Ning Ning's thoughts, and she subconsciously refused: "It's inconvenient, please get out of the way......" She covered her bald mouth, her eyes widened in amazement, well, how could she control her body?

Yue Zhu outside the door laughed angrily, and said loudly: "Sister, don't let the little character, Yaoguang and Dijiang's affairs be discovered and ......."

The door opened, and Xuan Wei, who was dressed in the armor of the god of war, walked out slowly, swept his eyes and candles, pursed his lips, and left without saying a word.