Jiu Luo looked depressed, clutching his chest, and had no strength to speak.

"Tomorrow's feast of the immortals. ”

Her words had no beginning or end, but Lingsong understood it.

Tomorrow, the Five Heavenly Hundred Flowers Fairy will hold a group of immortal banquets, Jiuluo has been thinking about going with Si Ming Xingjun, and now that he has come to Biyuan Immortal Mountain, he can't rush back to participate.

Before, her mind was full of going into the mountains to collect ginseng, and she forgot about tomorrow's group of immortal banquets, but now she suddenly remembered that she missed the opportunity to see Si Ming Xingjun, and she was in a heartache at this moment.

Lingge stood on her shoulder and patted her head with her wings, comforting: "Since ancient times, you can't have both fish and bear's paws. If you think tomorrow is more important, then let's go back now. I support you in whatever you decide. ”

Jiu Luo squatted down and picked up a dead branch and poked it vigorously at the gap between the gravel.

It was her wish to meet Si Ming Xingjun, and it was also her wish to come to Biyuan Immortal Mountain to find an opportunity to advance.

Why she had to choose between her two most wanted wishes.

Why can't good things come in batches one by one.

Why do you have to let her decide?

Her father once said that life is made up of choices again and again. She asked if she could choose not to choose? Her father said that not choosing was also a choice. It's just that this negative attitude is to leave one's fate in the hands of others.

Therefore, in the face of any problem, she must make a positive and rational choice quickly. Never be passive and let others dominate.

Maybe her choice is not necessarily right, but it must be what she wants and desires most in her heart.

She understands the reason, but she is still entangled when she really forces herself to make a decision.

The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became, and the strength of her hands was surprisingly great.

Lingge watched quietly from the sidelines, letting her vent.

Jiu Luo thought about it seriously, his first wish was not only to enjoy the feast in the envy of others, to get close to the people he wanted to see, but also to broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge.

In the end, though, the outcome she wants depends on the attitude of others. Si Ming Xingjun may not necessarily agree to his request.

Although the second wish is a punishment in the eyes of others, although it may endanger life, the whole process can be decided by oneself and is entirely up to one's heart.

The two powers are mutually beneficial.

She didn't want to leave her fate in the hands of someone else.

What you want must be fought for by yourself.

Thinking about this, the stone that was blocking her heart fell to the ground.

"I figured it out, we only have one goal, to go into the mountains and dig ginseng. As if taking an oath, the dead branch in her hand increased its strength and thrust into the crack.

I heard a scream.

There was a living creature in the ground who had been tricked.

Jiuluo immediately motioned to Lingge to prepare for battle.

The withered branch in her hand clenched tighter, and the things underneath seemed to want to break free, but it seemed that she was stumbling over something and couldn't escape.

Lingge glanced at Jiuluo, Jiuluo closed his eyes and tilted his head, Lingge's wings fanned a hurricane, the ground under his feet lifted, and the gravel was carried by the wind and rolled away into the bushes next to him.

After the hurricane, Jiu Luo immediately looked back and saw that there was a clean and delicate little girl buried under the rubble, who was grunching her mouth aggrievedly, looking at Jiu Luo and Lingge with tears rolling down.

The dead branch happened to be stuck in her jet-black claw braid, and she grabbed it with her hand, trying to pull it out from under the dead branch. But as soon as she moved, her scalp was torn and hurt, and she screamed in pain.

Jiuluo's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed her pigtails and pulled her out of the ground.

"Hold on, don't let her run. Lingge cast a spell and bound her.