With a smile in her eyes, she stood up gently in Zimo's arms, and tiptoed closer to his face step by step. Finally, when approaching the delicate neck of the little ghost, Sang Wushi wrapped his red clothes around the hem of his red clothes, carefully walked to the placket of his clothes, and gently followed the strand of his falling black hair, tiptoeing to the little ghost's face.

Then, her originally playful gaze froze. As he slept soundly, his blue eyes closed slightly, and his long thick eyelashes curled, casting a faint shadow on his white face. It seems that he slept soundly, and his picturesque face was full of peace. Then there is a small and tall nose, and finally a moist and seductive red, which is pink and tender. Sang Wushi blinked again, although she knew that the little ghost was not bad, but she didn't expect to see him at such a close distance, but it would be more delicate and picturesque. She put away her stunning face, gently lifted the tail of the pigtail that fell in front of the little ghost's sideburns, and was about to tickle him, when suddenly he turned sideways, Sang slipped off instantly and didn't care about anything, and directly grabbed his pigtail, the whole person was just like an octopus, hanging tightly on the little ghost's face, and under his head, it was his red and seductive lips.

Sang Wushi was stunned, slightly shaken by the soft lip red in front of her, what was she going to do just now...... As if to trick him...... And now, it seems to be a ...... Not bad timing...

Then, as the devil did, she opened her mouth and bit down hard at the softness......

It should have been painless, but the little boy under her suddenly emitted a faint halo around her body, and she, when she was stunned, fell straight into those blue and waveless eyes. The face is like a painting, the eyebrows and eyes are still the same, but they are ...... Not so still......

The same is that it is as elegant as a mist, white and dusty, with green eyebrows, but the difference is that this amazing appearance is no longer a teenager...... It's a handsome man.

His blue eyes looked at Sang Wushi, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes. And she was so shocked that she couldn't speak, and once wondered if she was hallucinating, which was ...... Who......

"You ......" However, she only opened her mouth with one word, but she saw that everything was white in an instant, and everything was quiet, even the wind seemed to be still.

The world is finally frozen in the deep and dark eyes of men......

The vanity is gone, the water is murmuring, and the breeze is still there.

Sang Wushi was about to bite Zimo's lip, but suddenly felt that he was vacated...... She was ...... Two fingers fluttered up.

Sang didn't look at her from time to time, the little ghost's eyebrows were faint, and his eyes swept her in a daze, with a little displeasure at being woken up. Then he lifted her to the little grass hut beside him. She gritted her teeth, and for the sake of him who didn't seem to be awake, she didn't bother with him. Then her eyes turned, and her golden eyes lit up, huh...... This small grass hut made of green leaves... It's pretty cute...... But that's not the point!

"Imp...... Oh no, kid Mo ......" she looked at him aggrieved.

But he didn't seem to wake up yet, just staring at her in a daze. Could it be that he also dreamed of orange essence? The corners of Sang Wushi's mouth twitched, where did this idea come from.

"Little Zimo, you ......" As soon as she spoke, Zimo's faint voice came, still a little hazy, "What about your whip before?"

...... "Huh?" Sang Wushi raised his eyebrows, how did this little ghost know that her whip was gone? Doesn't he often go out of the enchantment, how would he know if she still used the Spirit Devouring Whip? Just thinking about it, he saw Zi Mo's small and white hand raised slightly, and a whip flashing purple light appeared in his hand in an instant, that ...... It's her Soul Eater!

"Since it belongs to you, you have to protect it with all your might, right?" he said in a serious tone, and as he spoke, the whip automatically returned to the Sang Wushi Enchantment.

At this time, the latter, who was still lifted up in mid-air, opened his eyes widely, "God...... My good boy Mo, where did you get it back?" Sang Wushi hurriedly felt the Spirit Devouring Whip that existed in the lower enchantment, and he was really excited. Didn't Ji Heng take the whip? Did Zi Mo go to snatch it back? He actually beat Ji Heng's pervert? No, no, Ji Heng said that the whip was lost, so he really lost it? and then was picked up by Zi Mo by the way?

"Zimo, where did you find it?Did you have a big fight with an ugly man?" she shook her limbs in mid-air, motioning for him to let her down, but the little ghost didn't seem to have this consciousness at all, and directly ignored it, and even carried her to sway gently, and the little red shadow floated gently from side to side......

"I picked it up by chance, but this kind of luck doesn't happen all the time. Zimo suddenly paused, and a hint of clarity flashed in his big misty eyes, "Ah San, it's yours, you have to protect it, if it's not yours, don't force it." He muttered in his mouth, his voice became very low and low, and his small hand gently placed Sang Wushi at his side, but he closed his eyes and looked a little sleepy.

Sang Wushi, who had just landed, was still about to get angry and was stuck in her throat for a while, she suddenly pinched the hem of her clothes, and looked at the little boy in front of her like smoke, her eyes gradually condensed a touch of depth, and her gaze was unpredictable.

It's not that she hasn't thought about Zimo's origin, but she has thought through the various races in the Brahma Five Realms, and she hasn't thought that there is any race that can enter and leave her enchantment freely and undetected in the Demon Realm, under Chi Shu's nose, and even, he can come freely in the scorching Samadhi True Fire of the Immortal Gate Soul Lock Hall for a whole month and be unharmed. It's not that he didn't think about Zimo approaching his purpose, but now, he really hasn't done anything unfavorable to her, it seems that he has always been a cold bystander, and he has always played an indifferent bystander. But at the moment...... Sang Wushi slowly let go of the hand that was clenching the hem of his clothes, raised his eyes, and looked at Zi Mo with his eyes closed, his eyes were calm, "Zi Mo, how long will the soul of the person killed by Qin Le be trapped in the qin?"

Sure enough, as she thought, Zi Mo, who was lying on the lawn, did not react, but pursed her red lips slightly, but she didn't want to say more.

Sang Wushi smiled: "It's just to ask you some trivial things, and I don't let you do something against your conscience, as for it?"

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of helplessness in his blue eyes, "It depends on what kind of piano it is." ”

She restrained her smile, "Desireless... Soul Breaker. ”

"Forever. ”......