"Ah..." Donggua was shocked and looked at Rakshasa in shock.
"Plop." Little Bones couldn't withstand the blow, sat down backwards, and rolled around.
"Pfft." Yaoguang couldn't help but chuckle.
Small bones and winter melon, no matter how weird they look, this Rakshasa actually knows how to joke.
"I don't want it, I don't want to marry your bones. I am a man, a man." After the shock, Donggua became furious.
He is a male ginseng, male ginseng, it refers to the next life, now or this life, so I will not marry, I will not marry.
"I don't want it either." Little Bones rolled up from the ground and rushed towards Rakshasa.
It wants to enter the sub-space next to Rakshasa, where it has always stayed before. It does not want to watch the day and night, it avoids.
"You can't even think about running away. If you want to leave me alone to watch, there's no way." Little Bones rushed so fast that Winter Melon was not slow when he saw the opportunity and rushed over to stop Little Bones in an instant.
We share blessings and share hardships, so don’t think of leaving this difficulty on its back.
The little bone struggled desperately, vowing not to do it, but unfortunately the winter melon was big and thick and pressed against the little bone, so it would be impossible for the little bone to come out.
Seeing this, Rakshasa hugged Yaoguang and laughed, but he did not forget: "Remember to block your hearing and just face the wall."
Woo woo, Little Bones and Winter Melon howled loudly in unison.
Behind them is ****, and in front they face the wall. They have offended the heaven...
The red light is overflowing and the heat is boundless.
In the days that followed, although Yaoguang and Rakshasa didn't practice together every day, they did get together every once in a while.
As they spend more and more time practicing dual cultivation, the barrier that protects them becomes brighter and stronger.
The Tianluoyan around them slowly changed from deep red to light red.
That's because the power of the heavenly fire inside them has been absorbed by Fluttering Light and Rakshasa.
The color of the sky-falling flames around the barrier is constantly changing slowly, and the aura around Fluctlight and Rakshasa is getting stronger and stronger. The aura has almost made a qualitative leap compared to when they first came to Mising Star.
The winter melon and small bones are in my eyes, and I am happy in my heart.
The days passed day by day.
One year, two years, ten years.
Time passes easily in the mountains, but the world has been prosperous for thousands of years.
Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The sky-falling flames that pervaded the stars changed from the original black to crimson,