Zhiying walked through several mortal lives before he found one who was celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival. So he borrowed the ready-made ingredients and learned to make two mooncakes of each flavor and brought them back to the heaven.

It happened to be the time when she and Little Golden Crow agreed to "meet each other", and while the mooncakes in the box were fresh, she went directly to the Bihai Fusang Forest.

Before it fell, I saw a man dressed in purple standing at the boundary between the sea and the shore.

The wind blew up the waves, the corners of my clothes, and my slightly wet hair.

The smile on her lips froze for a moment. She clenched the food box in her hand and saluted respectfully: "Emperor."

Emperor Donghua turned around and asked, "What are you doing?"

Weaver Shadow answered truthfully: "Look at him."

Emperor Donghua only said: "From today on, there is no need to come again."

The wind gets stronger, lifting the hair and eyelashes, causing itchiness and astringency.

Zhiying slowly lowered her eyes and did not ask why. She had seen the reason in that "tribulation", so she had no right to complain or ask for extravagant things, but she could not suppress the desolation in her heart that became stronger with the wind and condensed into a spring.

Pouring, silently drowning the usual self-control.

After a while, Emperor Donghua spoke solemnly: "Do you think I am too cruel?"

Weaver Shadow shook his head silently.

It was because she wanted to spend more time with Xiao Jinwu, even if they couldn't meet each other, it would be good to have a few words a day. It was her selfishness that distracted him and forced Emperor Donghua to come forward.

The emperor has always been reluctant to interfere in worldly affairs, so he made many exceptions for this beloved disciple.

He said solemnly: "The Golden Crow comes from the blazing sun, and the sun shines brightly. You are the lingering darkness in his heart. He should have retreated in seclusion after the Ba Tu Yuan forbidden technique backfired, and took the opportunity to attack the gods.

Because he was worried about you, he gave up the best opportunity. Now in retreat, he still can't calm down, so I have to intervene. You are dedicated to him, so you should understand my painstaking efforts."

Zhiying couldn't nod his head and just said: "From today on, I won't come again."

Since morning and evening are rare, just hope that the flowers on the road will bloom.

There is always hope.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Emperor Donghua suddenly said.

Zhi Ying woke up and replied: "Moon cakes are the food customs of the Reunion Festival of mortals." Thinking that the emperor in front of her was also a lover of food, she opened the food box and handed it forward, "This moon cake has no fate with me. If

If you don't mind it, you can try it."

"It's been a long time since I tasted the taste of the world." Emperor Donghua looked at the golden and shiny glutinous rice inside, and then the food box fell into his hand, and he continued to scan it with his eyes.

Zhiying silently held her forehead to cover the black lines sliding down her forehead. She felt a little bit like Xiao Jinwu's helplessness and speechlessness when he saw her unable to control her appetite for food.

"The emperor enjoys it slowly, and Zhi Ying will go back first."

The emperor would probably keep staring at her here because he had extraordinary determination, and she didn't want to be unable to control herself and embarrass herself in front of the giant of the Gods, even if he was very likely to know what she was doing in private.

As soon as he retreated, Leng Buding had something in his hand. He raised his hand and saw that it was a hairpin. The body of the hairpin was as bright as black gold, and the head of the hairpin was like a handful of new silver snow on Cangshan Mountain.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Emperor Donghua had disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a message: "I see that you are missing a hairpin, so I will give you this hairpin."

Zhi Ying couldn't help but laugh, is the emperor trying to be soft-spoken?

The smile disappeared without a trace before reaching his eyes.

Without the emperor to block her, the fusang forest was clearly in front of her, but there seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers in the middle that could not be crossed, making her unable to take another step forward. Wanting to break the promise she had just made, which was less than half a stick of incense, she hesitated for a long time.

, in the end he gritted his teeth, turned around and flew away, getting further and further away from the shore.

Deep in the hibiscus forest, it is like a retreat place scorched by the scorching sun.

Little Golden Crow helplessly looked at the bunch of white shrunk into sesame seeds. Before he could take his breath back, the white spots disappeared from his field of vision, causing a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had lost his breath while practicing martial arts.

of.

She just walked away like this!

He walked away so casually without even looking back, let alone leaving any lingering words.

The tailor-made training venue is now like a large steamer, pouring the blazing true breath of the sun into the body. When it is full, it can no longer hold it, and then it melts into the blood and rushes out with a roar, just like that cruel person.

Leave him behind and go to the outside world to be at ease.

"puff!"

The soul-stirring blood filled his vision, and even the sun's rays, which were difficult for the Universal God Clan to look at, he had never felt so dazzling.

"When you wake up, concentrate on retreat." Emperor Donghua's instructions followed.

This voice contained spiritual power, and Little Golden Crow suddenly woke up as if he had received a wake-up call.

Right now, he is in a state of solitary confinement. What else can he do except continue? Even if he asks why, it will take a hundred years before he can do so.

Smelly girl! It’s best to live a carefree life for the past hundred years, otherwise when I come out of seclusion, you will never be able to walk alone again!

Although Xiao Jinwu felt extremely unwilling to give in, he could only force himself to calm down and continue to practice with concentration.

Between the sea and the sky, Zhi Ying was caught off guard and shivered. She looked down at the sea, but there was no powerful sea beast that could make her feel this cold feeling from the bottom of her heart.

This feeling was really a long time coming. Ever since she discovered that the little Golden Crow was not as threatening as she thought, she had never experienced it again...

She shook her head dejectedly, and it took her a while to dispel the disgusting haze in the corner of her eyes. She raised her head again and took a clear look at the scene under her eyes, with some complicated emotions revealed in her eyes.

This trip was a bit off, and we actually arrived at the junction of the gods and demons - Nagisa of the East China Sea.

Shadow Weaver turned around and returned to the right path, unaware of the sound transmission coming from a huge rock below.

"Let's talk to me when I get here."

This sound made Zhiying's scalp tighten. He secretly sorted out his slightly confused thoughts, then leaned down, landed lightly on the rocks, and called out casually: "Demon Lord."

The dark robe that was almost integrated with the color of the reef was blowing in the wind. Xiu Yuan looked at the deep sea with an expression that was difficult to distinguish. After Zhi Ying stood alone for a moment, his expression did not change, he said: "Sijin is back."

The sound was soft and low, like an inadvertent murmur.

Zhiying fumbled for the shape of the hairpin, but did not congratulate or say anything to her, nor was she in a hurry to leave. Xiuyuan wanted to see her, so that no one would find out or take advantage of her.

He just clearly said that he wanted her to come down and have a chat with him, but he either didn't speak or was just talking to himself. If he didn't also need to be quiet, Zhi Ying really didn't want to stay with these people for the time being.

After standing for a long time, Xiu Yuan said again: "The timing is not right."

"What does the Demon Lord refer to?" Weaver Ying asked very cooperatively and perfunctorily.

"edict."

Weaver Shadow smiled softly, like an epiphyllum shaking off dewdrops, slowly spreading its translucent white petals, blooming enchantingly and wildly.

She said: "So the Demon Lord came to me to ask for an explanation or so-called justice for Sijin? The Emperor of Heaven has already called me to the Zichen Palace and reprimanded me. What kind of lesson will the Demon Lord give me?
Chapter completed!