Unconsciously, a layer of fog gradually appeared in the star's eyes...

It's obviously my own sadness, but I involve Min Xuan.

I don't know what to do in southern Xinjiang now, and I don't know what else to say except for apologies.

Min Xuan closed his ink pupils and forcibly pressed the mist in his eyes: "Nan'er, you said that I am not the thread of your destiny, do you have to be the person you admire to be fate?"

“......”

Nanjiang was stunned, his fate theory was just to ask Min Xuan not to pour emotion into her, so as not to mistakenly find him a beautiful woman.

How do you answer that?

If so, isn't it true that each of us, facing the person we admire, can claim to be our own destined person, just because it is our own heart?

If not, then how can we say that we are predestined?

Alas, fate is the most mysterious in this vast and mysterious realm, how can it be broken by oneself in just a few words? It is really ridiculous to be immeasurable and ignorant.

The theory of one's own fate is nothing more than a selfish fallacy.

Min Xuan looked at Nanjiang: "Since you can't reply to me, just like you said, my heart is moved by you, and you are my destiny." ”

Nanjiang "chuckled" in his heart, never thought that Min Xuan was so persistent.

What is so good about himself? The occult is low, he has no father or mother, and his identity is not prominent.

With Min Xuan's noble status and prominent background, it is completely possible to meet a woman who matches him.

There is no point in going on for now.

"What I want is to be happy with each other, and I think His Royal Highness is too. With that, he jumped and flew over a white cloud, waved his sleeves, and the cloud spread softly: "If all the worries can be dispersed with a light wave like the clouds, it would be great." ”

Min Xuan looked at the southern frontier on the white clouds, and said secretly: "Even if you are my wishful thinking, as long as it is you, I am willing to do it." Then he also flew to the white clouds, and when Nanjiang saw this, he didn't say anything.

What should be said, Fang Cai has made it clear to Min Xuan, since they are friends, there is no need to deliberately hide from them.

The scene of this pair is what Min Xuan has dreamed of for a long time.

Now, it's finally happening.

He believes that sincerity is the way to go, and the gold and stone are open, and one day, Nanjiang will find out his goodness.

"Min Xuan, I have something to ask you. Nan Jiang suddenly asked.

"Well, you say. ”

He took off the peace pendant on his waist and handed it to Min Xuan: "What is the texture of this peace pendant? I have lived so long that I have never seen it in the Xuan Domain." ”

Min Xuan was a little surprised, looking at the red Manshu Sawa on Ping An Pei, which looked very dazzling on the black ink, could it be that Nan'er found something strange about Ping An Pei?

If Yu Nan'er said that the texture of Ping'an Pei is python scales, will she return this item to me? Will she ask about the whereabouts of the python?

No, if Nan'er knew that I had become one with the python, she would definitely be afraid of me.

Seeing that Min Xuan was stunned, Nanjiang shouted softly: "Min Xuan?"

"This thing was obtained from my travels in the Void, and I saw that it was smooth and unique, so I brought it back. Ever since you lost your soul... , but I can only watch you suffer from the withering of the soul, and there is no other way. After remembering that this object is very rare and unique, it can be made into a good object and given to you, hoping that this object will help you avoid suffering. ”

Nanjiang looked at Min Xuan thoughtfully, and Min Xuan had a hunch that his words, Nanjiang was skeptical.

"Nan'er, why did you suddenly ask about the texture of Ping'an Pei, but what's wrong with this thing?"

Nanjiang carefully looked at the Ping'an pendant in his hand, smooth and shiny, and his fingertips gently slid back and forth on the Ping'an pendant a few times, but the touch was not like all kinds of jade gems, amber glass, etc.

"This thing is smooth and delicate, but it is not hard and textured, but it is a little soft, and it feels..."

"How?"

"It's soft and hard. Nanjiang tilted his head and looked at the peace in his palm.

Min Xuan smiled: "Nan'er, your words made me confused. ”

Nanjiang sincerely felt that he was short of words, and could not describe the touch of Ping An Pei in words.

"Gee, that's pretty much what it meant anyway. After a pause, he added, "I've seen this." ”

Min Xuan was slightly surprised, remembering that Nanjiang had become stupid because of the mourning spirit withering under him, and ran to the back garden of his Xuanchen Palace.

At that time, he was half-imagining a python in the back garden, closing his eyes on the silver tree to recuperate...

Nanjiang tried to climb his python body, but failed repeatedly... And because of this, he tried to pluck off one of his python scales and let it off.

It was because Southern Xinjiang tried to pull out a piece of Min Xuan's python scales that it happened that Min Xuan personally plucked a piece of his python scales and made it into a safe gift to Southern Xinjiang.

Min Xuan's heart beat a drum: "Could it be that Nan'er already knows about the existence of the python?"

In order to explore the truth, Min Xuan calmly asked: "Nan'er has also seen this thing, where have you seen it?"

"In a dream. ”

In the dream, Min Xuan's worries were instantly dispelled.

"Every time I have a nightmare, the spirit beast that appeared in my dream is also black and glowing, and it looks very terrible. I also flipped through the history of the Xuan Domain with the orchid, and the huge spirit beast that appeared in my dream had a name, called the python. ”

Min Xuan's ink pupils lit up, and today was really lucky.

Not only can it be paired with the two people in southern Xinjiang who are undisturbed by the colorful sea of clouds.

I also unexpectedly learned that I appeared in a dream in southern Xinjiang, more than once.

The so-called surprise is nothing more than this!

"Come to think of it, this thing must have a lot to do with Nan'er, if so, how could it appear in Nan'er's dreams several times?"

The skeptical Nanjiang pursed his lips playfully, and seemed to agree with Min Xuan's words: "Maybe!" As he spoke, he wore Ping An on his waist.

Nanjiang, who was in a much better mood, sincerely wore his python scales on his waist, and Min Xuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, I really hope that such sincerity is not only reflected in Ping An Pei.

"Nan'er, you haven't been to my Xuanchen Palace for a long time, ...... today" Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice: "Nanjiang." ”

Min Xuan and Nanjiang turned their heads at the same time to look at the place where the sound came from, only to see the noble and chic song coming from the wind.

A long-awaited world of two people was stirred up by the song in this way, and the heroic Min Xuan was quite angry in his heart.

When he saw Nanjiang and Min Xuan alone in the sea of clouds, he also had a small entanglement in his heart.

The three men on the cloud looked at each other, but none of them spoke, as if a silent war was better than a sound.

When I saw the orchid, I remembered everything I saw in the main hall, and suddenly, sadness came from it.

Nanjiang, who turned his back, said coldly: "What are you doing?" I don't want Xi Ge to see the traces of sadness on her face, so that he thinks that he is so vulnerable, it is not good.