The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the whole sect was led away

"Roar!"

Wuhuo hugged Ji Meng tightly and jumped down from the observatory. The dark starlight opened his arms and let out a cry, swallowing the two people in the desperate situation. The majestic demonic power dissipated in an instant, and the star cluster surged for a moment before gradually returning to calm.

Aning rushed forward, her waist was tightly hugged by Shaojiu, her tears of grief fell into the dark starlight, she didn't know what was wrong.

After a trip to the lower world, everything has changed when I return.

"Sister, Ji Meng colluded with the remnants of the Fierce God to attack the God Realm, and was captured several times while delivering messages. There is no need to feel so sad. He really deserves it."

The clear and cold voice struck Aning's ears hard, and she stood up unsteadily. When her sad eyes looked at Yue Zhu, she was already filled with hatred. She chuckled a few times, blocked Shaojiu's supporting hand, and went up. Taking a few steps forward, he stared at Yue Zhu, whose appearance had not changed but his character had deteriorated. He opened his red lips and said, "Yue Zhu, what is the truth? You are the only one who can tell it. Why should I believe you who are telling lies?"

"Sister, a thousand years of companionship can't buy you any trust?" Yue Zhu, who was so jealous, pointed at the silent Shaojiu and raised his voice: "What about them? Why do you have a sister who is full of trust? Sister, Yue Zhu Sometimes, Zhu, I really can’t understand you. Isn’t it good to have Yue Zhu by your side? Why bother with others? "

The ends of Yue Zhu's eyes were red, and there was a crazy look in his eyes. He stared straight at Aning, and begged in a tone of voice: "Sister, don't look at them, look at Yue Zhu, okay?"

Seeing that Yue Zhu was showing signs of becoming a demon, Aning didn't want to get involved, but thinking of Xuanyou's friendship, she suddenly walked up to Yue Zhu's side, with divine power in her palms, and slapped his cheek hard, her voice He also brought some divine power: "Yue Zhu, are you crazy enough? Go back to your palace."

The redness in Yue Zhu's eyes disappeared. He stroked his red, swollen and hot cheeks, looked at An Ning in a daze, and said slightly at a loss: "Sister, Yue Zhu..."

"That's enough. It's a pity that it's done. It's useless to say more."

Seeing the sadness that could not be hidden in An Ning's eyes, Shaojiu stepped forward quickly without looking away from An Ning. She felt so distressed that she held the crumbling An Ning and said in a warm voice: "Xuanyou, it's not your fault. Don't be sad anymore." , Ji Meng... doesn't want you to be like this either."

"Everyone is gone, so it's useless to talk about this."

Every detail of getting along with Ji Meng came to mind. An Ning smiled sadly and dotingly, and murmured: "Yes, it's like her style."

"Go back!"

The free and easy voice has added a touch of vicissitudes of life, and is no longer as carefree as before.

Looking at the two people supporting each other and walking away, Yue Zhu's eyes were even more red than before, burning out his only reason. The raging power of chaos overflowed, greedily devouring the magic soldiers present, and there was no time to scream. The armor rang out, and the jingling bells fell to the ground. He was so satisfied that the power of chaos penetrated into Yue Zhu's seven orifices. His dark light flashed slightly, and he chuckled: "Sister, if you treat me as nothing, you will suffer a loss."

A touch of chaotic power rushed into the ink starlight, slipped through the gap in the barrier, and came to the dark night of the lower world.

in the temple.

The pink lotus swayed in the wind, and the stems and leaves submerged in the water quietly pulled out an inch and swam to the edge of the pool, with the stamens facing the palace door, as if waiting for something.

The door of the palace slowly opened, and the light that slanted in fell on the ground, shining brightly and almost blinding the stamens of the pink lotus. She was so shy that she closed the petals and hid in the depths of the pool, waiting for the nagging day after day.

Time passed for a long time, so long that Fenlian thought that the wind had blown open the palace door, and she dropped her flower plate in frustration.

"Mo'er, are you waiting for Ji Meng too?"

Pink Lotus suddenly lifted the flower plate and saw the strange man beside Xuanyou. The stems and leaves were stiff and swaying with the waves.

Seeing this, Aning was so familiar that he was infused with divine power, and the white part of the pink lotus petals gradually turned red, making it dazzlingly bright.

"Xuanyou..."

"Shaojiu, what do you want to ask?" Aning lazily supported his head, and the slightly tilted skirt revealed some skin, which dazzled Shaojiu. He lowered his eyes uncomfortably, swallowed, and said: " Xuanyou, if you want to tell me something, you will tell me naturally. It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me. I will always be by your side." "Shaojiu, do you know that oaths are the most useless."

"I know, so I prove my oath with actions."

When their eyes met, Aning's face turned red. He was immersed in the eyes as bright as the bright moon. His sparkling eyes trembled slightly. He looked away shyly and ashamed. The hot temperature on his face could not cool down. She pinched her sleeves nervously.

Shaojiu pressed against his own altar, pulled out a trace of his soul, and covered it on the back of Aning's hand. Seeing that the mark had fallen, he kissed the back of her hand gently and restrainedly, and whispered: "Xuanyou, I use my soul as my soul." I swear, I will protect you for all eternity."

"Shaojiu, you..."

Aning's face changed suddenly, and the mark melted into Xuanyou's soul, not hers. The obscure eyes wandered on Shaojiu's face, and the bitterness overwhelmed her.

A tired look crept onto Aning's eyebrows. She slowly took out her hand and said with a smile: "Shaojiu, thank you. I'm... a little tired."

"Okay, I won't disturb your rest."

After saying that, Shaojiu stood up, flexed his muscles like an energetic repair dog, and said: "I'm wandering around. I won't go far. Call me if you have anything."

Aning said a vague "hmm" and lowered his eyes no longer looking at Shaojiu.

After taking a deep look at her who was resisting, Shaojiu clenched her fists and weakly left the temple. She sat on the steps and reviewed the conversation just now. There were no inappropriate words!Doesn't she feel very happy?

Aning stirred a pool of water and saw pink lotus rippling with the waves. She closed her eyes slightly, "Mo'er, am I... am I being pretentious? In Shaojiu's eyes, Xuanyou and I are the same person, but..."

An almost inaudible sigh blew away layers of haze.

The Land of Darkness.

"My Lord wakes up and summons all the demons and monsters. As long as my Lord gives the order, they can attack the God Realm. No one in the Three Realms can shake my Lord."

"My lord is mighty."

"My lord is mighty."

"My lord is mighty."

"Attack the God Realm."

"Attack the God Realm."

"Attack the God Realm."

The golden pattern on his forehead flickered. Aning covered his hot forehead in discomfort. Cold sweat fell down his chin into the pool. The pink lotus swayed. Among the closed buds, a petite and exquisite little person lay in it. The golden pattern on his forehead and With a worried look on her face, she sucked her fingers childishly while sleeping soundly. Her thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she would wake up in the next second. After waiting for a long time, the villain didn't open his eyes.

Wisps of chaotic power seeped out from the gaps in the window lattice, and silently wrapped around the pink lotus, following the stems and leaves, and penetrated into the divine pattern on the villain's forehead.

at the same time.

The power of chaos sealed in the Nine Heavens Cold Prison was swallowed up by Yue Zhu who was standing in it. Weird black lines appeared on his forehead. He suddenly opened his eyes and twisted his neck with satisfaction. The chaotic divine power condensed in his palm crushed the Nine Heavens Cold Prison into pieces. Powder, he slowly left.