Wan Huan was obviously at the end of her crossbow, and her eyes began to slowly drift, but she still firmly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"It's... This... What kind of sword is this?"

Yuen Long glanced down, "His name is Changsheng." ”

"It is also my blessing to be able to die under such a magic weapon. ”

Yuen Long's fingers tightened, and an inexplicable emotion rippled in his black and white pupils, "Little fox, don't worry, you won't die with me." ”

Wan Huan squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Last time I broke a tail, you gave me a hundred years of spiritual power, this time you stabbed my heart, how can it be worth a thousand years of spiritual power." ”

Yuen Long's pupils were full of reflections of her, and her voice was soft and gentle, as if it had come from a distant place.

"When you wake up, I'll give you as much as you want. ”

Duan Huan slowly closed his eyes, as if he was still muttering, "That... That... That's great. ”

As soon as she said this, she tilted her head and fell into his arms.

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Wan Huan woke up again.

She seemed to have had a long, long dream in which she was killed by Yuen Long.

Then Yuen Long, in order to make up for the guilt, gave her thousands of years of spiritual power in one go.

I dreamed that I had become the most powerful monster in Qingqiu.

She burst out laughing.

Then she opened her eyes and woke up from a dream.

She sat up and looked around in a bit of a dazed voice.

Outside the colorful glow is like gold, the clouds are flying and the fog is around, and there seem to be countless palaces outside the clouds, like Penglai Immortal Island and the heavenly palace, like a dream.

Wan Huan turned his head to look around, then stayed in bed and thought for several minutes.

Who is she and where is she?

Is this the Nine Heavenly Palace or the Netherworld?

The immortal sword is one of the best magic weapons on the weapon spectrum, and it is rumored that as long as the immortal sword is hit, the wound will not heal for a long time.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took off the shirt on his chest, but only saw a small wound on his chest.

She remembered the shock and confusion in Yuen Long's eyes when he stabbed him.

He had obviously reined in his strength, otherwise she would have gone to the Netherworld to report a long time ago.

Duan Huan only felt a little guilty in his heart, Yuen Long treated him well, but if he knew that he and Aunt Bai Yin had teamed up to trap him, he didn't know how to deal with her?

Duan Huan hesitated for a moment, but remembered Aunt Baiyin's entrustment, and felt difficult for a while, sighing again and again.

A sigh fell.

Huanhuan heard footsteps outside the door, and then the door was gently pushed open.

It was a very young woman who entered.

She is extremely beautiful, with a slender figure and a meticulous bun.

Her clothes were incomparably rich, as if thousands of clouds had been embroidered on the hem of her dress.

She walked with a bead shaken, indescribably noble and elegant.

Huan couldn't help but say stupidly: "Sister fairy-"

The fairy sister pursed her lips and smiled, and hurriedly walked in front of her and slightly possessed: "Miss Wanhuan is awake?"

Duan Huan pointed to herself, "Sister Fairy knows me?"

The fairy sister smiled slightly, "Of course, you are a distinguished guest of Lanyue Pavilion, and the Night God Immortal Monarch personally instructed the slave maid to take good care of you." ”

Wan Huan looked around, and said in a trance: "Then this is the Nine Heavenly Palace?"

The fairy sister was amused by her coquettishness, "That's right, this is the Nine Heavenly Palace." ”

"If the girl has any needs, tell the slave maid, the slave maid's name is Jinyu. ”

Wan Huan looked at her blankly, "Then I can call you Sister Fairy?"

Jinyu shook her head, always with a faint smile on her face,

When she looked at Duan Huan, she was very gentle, which only made Duan Huan have infinite good feelings.

"Miss Huan, the rules in the Lanyue Pavilion are strict, if you call me Sister Fairy, I'm afraid that Lord Night God will think that the slave maid does not understand the etiquette when he hears it, and he will definitely punish the slave and maid. ”

"Are you talking about Yuen Long?"

Jinyu nodded: "That's right, it's Lord Night." ”

"Then this Lanyue Pavilion is where he lives. ”

Jinyu nodded, "Lord Night God loves to travel to the mortal world, and rarely lives here. ”

Wan Huan nodded blankly, and asked again, "Then where is he now?"

Jinyu pointed her in the direction, "Lord Night God is in the study now." ”

Duan Huan lifted the silk quilt on his body, turned over and got out of bed, but Jinyu said again and again behind his back: "Miss Duan Huan, you are not wearing shoes!"

While running, she smiled and said, "Sister Fairy, I never wore shoes when I was in Qingqiu, don't you know that we foxes run barefoot?"

In the silent Lanyue Pavilion, only the sound of hearty laughter and the muttering of Jinyu in the back could be heard.

Ran in the direction of the study.

Everywhere she went, she was so shocked that the immortals put down their work and turned their heads to look at her.

As he ran, he couldn't help but admire, worthy of the Nine Heavenly Palace, look at this clouds, look at this flower, look at this Milky Way.

Leng Buding hit a broad chest, as hard as iron.

She took two steps back and realized that it was Yuen Long.

But the person in front of him seemed to be him, and it was not him.

His clothes are as gorgeous as clouds, and the patterns of flowers and birds on the hem of his clothes are vivid, as if they are about to flutter their wings. He was full of luxury, like a god descending from heaven.

The maids of the Xian'e Palace behind Huanhuan saw Yuen Long and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Huan Huan only felt that Yuen Long in front of him seemed to have changed, as if there was a kind of daunting majesty between gestures.

Duan Huan stood there, his eyebrows crooked, and said with a smile: "Master Guoshi, I am alive again! I really am not dead! Have you really given me a thousand years of spiritual power?"

Yuen Long's expression couldn't see joy or anger, nor happiness, but in short, it was faint, "I said, you won't die with me." ”

Jin Yu beside him spoke: "Miss Duan Huan was hit by the Immortal Sword before, and she soaked in the heavenly pool for seven days and seven nights before she woke up. You slept for seven days and seven nights, and Lord Night watched over you for seven days and seven nights. ”

When Huan heard this, he had some strange feelings in his heart for some reason.

"If I die, won't there be no one to ride in him?"

There was a hint of surprise on the girl's face, and then she couldn't help but look at Yuen Long, but she withdrew her gaze again.

"Lord Night God already has a spirit beast as a car, why do you still need Miss Duhuan? Besides, who in this Heavenly Palace has a god who uses a fox as a car?"

What else, because Yuen Long is a perverted devil.

Where dare to be presumptuous in other people's territory, he can only laugh at the moment, Yuen Long waved his hand and signaled the people behind him to retreat.

Luo's skirt fluttered, his footsteps were bursting, and he saw that all the people on the left and right had retreated, leaving only the two of them.

Yuen Long turned and walked back into the room.

He moved as soon as he moved.

He stopped, and so did he.

The two of them always kept a distance not too close.

Everywhere you go, it's as if you have a tail behind you.