Chu Duan said that, and turned around without any nostalgia, leaving a back that was gradually moving away for Fu Chu.

......

The picture in front of her gradually blurred, and Fu Chu wanted to continue watching, but suddenly a strong pain hit her body, making her whole body tremble.

She subconsciously withdrew her hand and suddenly opened her eyes.

"Ah Chu ......?"

Qi Chi's voice fell into Fu Chu's ears again, pulling Fu Chu's thoughts back.

Fu Chu's gaze fell on Qi Chi's body again, and at this moment, the faint pain on his body made Fu Chu frown.

"Ah Chu, are you okay?" Qi Chi saw that Fu Chu didn't speak, so he leaned towards Fu Chu slightly, and raised his hand to support Fu Chu's body.

After Qi Chi's words fell, Fu Chu finally raised her eyes, she looked at Qi Chi, and then shook her head: "I'm fine......"

The pain on his body, Fu Chu also knew in his heart - this is probably the side effects that Qi Chi said.

Merely...... For some reason, every time Qi Chi took her to see all kinds of things in her previous life, in the end, it seemed as if she was blocked, as if there was a force fighting against it, and she was not allowed to continue to look down.

Fu Chu glanced at Qi Chi, she opened her mouth slightly, and wanted to continue to look down, but she finally held back.

However, Fu Chu's appearance, Qi Chi saw it in her eyes, she seemed to see through Fu Chu's thoughts, and after the air was quiet for a while, Qi Chi's voice sounded slowly: "Ah Chu...... Do you want to keep watching?"

"Nope. Fu Chu responded indifferently.

......

Late at night, Fu Chu was lying alone in bed, although the surroundings were calm, but at this moment, her mood was chaotic.

The pictures of his previous life appeared in front of Fu Chu's eyes one after another, and Fu Chu couldn't sleep.

The moonlight shined through the window and gently fell into Fu Chu's room, and it didn't take long for Fu Chu to get up from the bed, and then pushed the door and walked out.

Walking alone on the corridor of the inn, everything was silent, only the candle flame by the window gently swayed with the night breeze.

Everything seemed so calm - Zhimeng's inn seemed to have always been like this, and Fu Chu had lived here for a while, but he had never heard any noise from this inn.

More than anything they've ever stayed in, it's like a paradise.

Unconsciously, Fu Chu walked to the backyard of the inn.

The moonlight was white, and it fell lightly on the ground, and in the next second, a woman's figure followed into Fu Chu's eyes.

Fu Chu thought she was dazzled, but after she looked at it again, she realized that she was not wrong.

Sitting there are ...... Dreams?

Fu Chu stood stunned in place, as if observing, and did not approach.

"Come and sit down, don't stand in the back. ”

Suddenly, the sound of the dream fell into Fu Chu's ears, which made Fu Chu startled.

Knowing the dream, this is in ...... Talk to her?

Fu Chu was thinking about it, and Zhimeng's voice sounded again: "There is no one else here, what I'm talking about is you-"

Zhimeng said lazily, and she seemed to know everything behind her, as if she was ...... It looks like it has eyes on its back.

Fu Chu looked at Zhimeng, and after a while, she slowly walked towards Zhimeng, and sat down opposite Zhimeng obediently.

At this moment, neither of the two people spoke, Fu Chu quietly watched Zhimeng make a cup of tea, and then slowly pushed the teacup in front of Fu Chu.

"Taste it, the flower tea I brewed. Zhimeng said indifferently.

Fu Chu held the flower tea and didn't say anything, and her eyes kept falling on Zhimeng's body - Zhimeng seemed to have always been like this, always looking pampered and not surprised, but it was a little similar to Chu Qize.

Could it be that this is a common characteristic of the gods?

Fu Chu was fascinated by it, so Zhimeng raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Chu: "The things in the previous life, you know everything?"

Zhimeng asked so leisurely, but it made Fuchu stunned - how did Zhimeng know?

After Zhimeng looked at Fu Chu's eyes with a hint of surprise, a shallow smile appeared on that delicate face, she seemed to be able to see through Fu Chu's thoughts, and before Fu Chu could ask, Zhimeng took the initiative to say: "Don't be surprised, don't forget, I'm also a fairy-"

"Then why are you in this Dengling Valley?" Fu Chu was puzzled.

"The heavenly realm is too stuffy, or this mortal world smells more like fireworks. Zhimeng said indifferently, she gently narrowed her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth did not decrease: "Mortals desperately want to become immortals, and immortals desperately want to escape from the heavenly realm - you say this person, isn't it strange?"

After Zhimeng said that, he raised his eyes again: "Your master is too, he said that he couldn't understand the love and love in this world, and he swore that he would stay in this heavenly realm for the rest of his life, but in the end? ”

As soon as Zhimeng said this, Fuchu's curiosity seemed to be aroused, and she looked at Zhimeng in puzzlement-it seems that this Chu Qize still has a lot of secrets hidden in his body.

However, as soon as Fu Chu wanted to open her mouth to investigate, Zhimeng's voice made her swallow all the words that had just arrived in her mouth.

"Is there still a lot of things I haven't understood?" Zhimeng said lightly, she took a sip of tea gently, and her eyes fell on Fu Chu's body again.

After finishing speaking, Fu Chu involuntarily lowered his eyelashes—indeed.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Zhimeng asked calmly, and seeing that Fu Chu didn't say anything, she continued: "Look at you like this-the situation of Ning Xianzhu in your body doesn't seem to be very good......"

As soon as Zhimeng said this, Fu Chu's eyes couldn't help but tighten.

Zhimeng said, and leaned towards Fuchu, Xiumei's face couldn't help but show a trace of pity, and the next second, Zhimeng's slowly raised his hand, and his slender fingers gently pinched Fuchu's chin, and then gently lifted her face: "Look...... Such good-looking eyes were actually devoured by the Ning Xian Bead. ”

After Zhimeng's voice fell, Fu Chu's heart couldn't help but tremble: "......?!"

...... by Ning Xianzhu Devoured?!

Fu Chu opened her mouth slightly, and before she could speak, Zhimeng's voice sounded again: "The matter that the Ning Immortal Bead will devour the host's soul, I think you should know, right?"

"I know. ”

After Fu Chu finished speaking, Zhimeng slowly let go of the hand holding Fu Chu's chin.

"Do you often see things that ordinary people can't see?"