Little Jinwu and Zhiying took the familiar route and turned around, and when they arrived at their destination, they didn't bump into anyone.

This made Zhi Ying couldn't help but wonder if this guy had taken advantage of her and stole her Yuan Fei Eye.

His spiritual consciousness quietly swept through the universe in his sleeves, and the far-flying eye was lying peacefully among a pile of treasures, waiting for the master's call from an unknown age, without even moving its position.

What she did couldn't escape Xiao Jinwu's perception. Xiao Jinwu subconsciously raised his finger to flick her forehead. He suddenly stopped in the middle of the movement and landed his finger on the bridge of her nose, neither lightly nor hard.

After scratching it, he couldn't help but laugh: "Now do you know how to use your spiritual consciousness?"

Zhiying's ears suddenly turned red. Sure enough, she was infected by the fragrance of the Intoxicating Flower, and her brain was slow to respond. She didn't expect this. But, how could she admit such a shameful thing in person?

As a result, her eyes wandered, and her attention was attracted by the surrounding scene.

The Qianzhang Waterfall is provoked by the green mountains in the distance, and a thick white mist rises from the depression of the shallow river. The river is like a ladder, catching the jumping white waves, one step at a time, flowing down the river, thick white, milky white, light white

, light green, emerald green, dark green, until the last level, many branches merge into a pool of thick dark green.

By the dark green pool, there are three or two bamboo huts clustered together, and seven or eight white cranes fold their necks and spread their wings, which actually gives it a bit of a fairy mountain feel.

Little Golden Crow stepped forward and stood side by side with her: "Does it look like Canglingxu?"

When he asked, Zhiying realized the source of the familiar feeling. The pool of ink was similar to the Guangyan Pool in Cangling Ruins that Emperor Donghua used to dip ink!

Weaver Ying turned his head and asked: "Why did you bring me here? Do you miss the emperor?" The tail of his eyes raised playfully.

"Stop being such unseemly people." There was a rare hint of anger in Xiao Jinwu's tone. Instead, he could no longer be serious and turned his head to look at her. He stared at her with a solemn brow and asked, "What's your cultivation level?"

How long has it been since you entered the country?"

Zhi Ying couldn't help but be startled, the topic changed a bit too quickly.

However, she has indeed slacked off in recent days when it comes to her cultivation. The last time she fought against the young master of the Kunpeng tribe, he judged that she was already an intermediate level immortal. She couldn't believe her progress, but she was filled with

The spiritual power told her that she had indeed reached the middle level of the Immortal, and was about to reach the bottleneck of the lower level.

She thought about it for a moment, secretly thinking that it must be the result of using the Yayoi scales several times. If she could really use the ancient spiritual power in the Yayoi scales at will, she would be able to become a god within a thousand years.

Is this the difference between the later ancient gods and the ancient true gods?

Someone called in my ear: "Weaver Shadow."

Zhiying responded subconsciously, and when her pupils focused again, she saw that Xiao Jinwu had a serious expression on her face, and her serious expression was exactly the same as that of her Chinese teacher who wore glasses in junior high school.

He had never called her name so seriously.

Such a serious tone and demeanor made Zhiying couldn't help but become serious: "I seem to have reached the intermediate level of immortality." She gave a conservative answer.

Unexpectedly, Little Golden Crow just said a flat "hmm", as if he already knew it, and commented: "It's not enough."

Shadow Weaver nodded.

Yes, if you want to protect yourself after helping Chao Qian, it is indeed not enough, so...

"You brought me here to break me out?!"

Weaving Shadow was stunned.

Xiao Jinwu said: "You must reach the level of the Immortal Queen before Xu hour today."

Weaver Ying was even more frightened. She would freeze Chao Qian's real body at midnight tonight. If she reached the level of the Immortal Queen before midnight, she would be able to increase her spiritual power.

He actually had such clear plans for her!

A certain corner of Zhiying's heart couldn't help but feel a hint of sweetness, and at the same time, there was also a sense of astringency and shame that couldn't be concealed. It was like a thorn hidden between the fabrics of the clothes, pricking it from time to time with her movements, reminding her how much she was.

selfish and mean.

She lowered her eyelashes in shame. Wherever she could see, the fiery red tassel on the belt of the person opposite was gently lifted by the wind passing through the valley. The end of the silk thread caressed the hand hanging by her side, as if

Compassion and comfort.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him sighed, stepped closer, rubbed her into his arms, put his chin on the top of his head, gently rubbed her hair, and whispered softly: "I can only hold you for a while, and don't think about anything else."

People are not allowed to push away before me, and are not allowed to speak."

Zhiying was quite surprised by Xiao Jinwu's sudden gentle tone. When he realized what he was saying, the exclamation mark in his mind turned into a question mark. Why did he hug him? Wasn't he trying to break through? And why did this sound so wrong?

?

Her left ear was pressed squarely against Little Golden Crow's heart, and the strong and powerful heartbeat inside hit her eardrums through the skin and clothes, transmitted all the way, roaring in her mind, and the previous words popped out.

All his questions were reduced to a pulp, and his heartbeat was disrupted from its original frequency, beating involuntarily to his rhythm.

The slow little goddess is the most well-behaved, and she did all of the three things at once.

Little Golden Crow hugged the warmth in his arms, and his restless and beating heart quickly settled down. Even if he didn't have that answer, he was content and at ease. What's more, what the emperor said...

The rustling wind in the valley and the light breathing in the ears work together in tacit cooperation to stir up the flying green hair, climbing up to the tip of the nose and jumping back and forth, which makes the silence here even more gentle, like the drizzle falling among the flower leaves. When you are in it,

The tired heart can't help but indulge in it.

This is a hug without any eroticism, making people feel extremely solid and warm. Zhiying closed his eyes unconsciously, as if falling into a cloud bathed in the sun, letting go of the pressure on his shoulders.

All the gravity gave her the illusion that she wanted to let it go forever.

Those annoying and annoying things were all put aside. How about Sijin, how about the Yun clan, how about the heaven and the new heaven, they all had nothing to do with her. She just wanted to wander around the world, and when she was tired, she would make a pot of tea and two or three plates of snacks.

, while reading a storybook and lying in the sun, the day passed like this.

She is such a person without ambition.

If there is no god who can go to the boundaries of the mortal world, maybe she is too lazy to practice. Wouldn't it be a very happy thing to just be an immortal who is free from the world?

Heaven, earth, mountains and rivers all have their own colors, sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, and each have their own taste.

Being a god may not always be good, and being a human being may not be bad.

Don't like to fight with others, don't want to go with the flow, be calm and carefree, be carefree and unscrupulous, those who travel with you are those who are willing to commit suicide, and the people around you are those you like. This is a good life.

There was a slight "click" sound in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. At the end of the blue and clear sea, the ice sheet-like bank cracked a gap. Like the breath of spring blowing through, cracks emerged one after another. The glaciers melted and merged into the sea.

It's as if the sea has swallowed up the ice sheet, and its area is rapidly expanding.

Somewhere under the sea, a ball of clear light floated, condensing into the silhouette of a woman.

The person in his arms seemed to have sunk into some unimaginable state, quiet and peaceful, and a faint light appeared on the surface of his skin, like the quiet and soft light emitted by a night-bright pearl in the dark.

Xiao Jinwu was not only surprised, but also happy for her. He didn't expect her to break through so quickly.

Going up to the level of the Immortal Queen is such a difficult hurdle for many gods. She became it. He was the first person to witness it. However, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Surprise and joy sink, and worries rise.

He came up, but no matter when or how, he would never leave.

The emperor said that he would be delayed by her in his life, so what? Whether it is delay or enjoyment, he himself knows best, right?
Chapter completed!