"Xiaocao, I have already transformed."
"This is not the first time that I have transformed. I know how to put on clothes. You don't have to turn your back."
Xuan Shuang was a little speechless. Is this magic stone a talker? It's okay if he doesn't talk, but he talks endlessly and can talk about everything for a long time. Is it because he is lonely as a stone and has no one to talk to?
What Xuan Shuang didn't know was that her guess was right.
Mo Yuhuai appeared in the world as a Chaos Spiritual Stone. Everyone who saw him regarded him as a tool refining material and would not talk to him at all. Before the rise of the Heavenly Court, he was plotted to escape into the Demon Abyss and buried underground for not many years. He was still unconscious without consciousness.
Well, he was conscious but didn't dare to speak easily, for fear that someone would treat him as material and melt him down.
Qian Yan turned around, and saw that the magic stone he had just placed in the grass had disappeared. Instead, there stood a young man with a clear appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in black clothes that gave people a sense of heaviness and oppression, but his face had a...
With a little innocence, there is a kind of joy and anxiety in seeing the world again in his eyes.
"Now that you've transformed, let's go."
Mo Yuhuai walked to Qian Yan's side in two steps: "Where are you going? Aren't you not going back to heaven for the time being?"
"Also, what do you think of the clothes I transformed into? Is it suitable? Is it worthy of a magic stone?"
"It's a pity that this deity is a magic stone. The main body exudes demonic energy from the inside out. If it turns out that this deity would choose to wear white clothes, it would be better to wear white clothes. It will look more comfortable."
Qian Yan stopped and said, "You can't turn into white clothes?"
"Yes, I can. Isn't it inconsistent with my identity? Isn't it a bit peace-keeping for a person full of demonic energy to wear white clothes and become an immortal?"
Qian Yan: "I don't think that you can wear whatever you like, whether you want to maintain peace or not, it all depends on your willingness? Is it possible that you dress for others to see?"
Mo Yuhuai was stunned for a moment. In fact, he didn't know much about the world, he only knew that people's hearts were very scary. Even though he talked more now, he was actually on guard secretly.
"How about changing into white clothes?" He looked at Qian Yan. This was the first time he had seen someone like Qian Yan since he was conscious. No, it should be grass.
Qian Yan nodded: "Then you try."
Mo Yuhuai immediately turned the black clothes on his body into white clothes. The flawless white clothes, coupled with his eyes that were ignorant of the world, instantly made people's eyes bright.
"This is good, it suits you." Before Mo Yuhuai could ask, Qian Yan said that she still had at least some appreciation. The black suit just now was too heavy on this young man and was not suitable for him.
Mo Yuhuai nodded with a smile, and turned into a mirror to look at him. Apparently he was still somewhat satisfied with his appearance.
"Xiaocao, I still don't know your name."
"Qianyan."
"Don't you have a surname? That's right, our innate spiritual beings all have no surnames, only first names. My name is Huai. You can call me Huai. Not many people know my name." Mo Yuhuai raised his eyebrows.
, there is an expression on your handsome face that you are honored to have.
"Xiaocao, you came down to earth this time specifically for your sisters who are mentally ill?"
Qian Yan: "Yeah."
"I heard you said before that you would wait for certain people to die before going back. Are they those people who hooked up with your sister? Are they also from the heaven?"
Qian Yan responded and kept walking. There was nothing urgent to do and there was no need to rush for time. She stopped wandering around in the clouds and chose the most common way for mortals to travel - walking.
This chapter has been completed!