Finally, when the sky turned white, Ling Luo breathed a long sigh of relief, and an extremely excited smile spread across her face. What she held in her hand was a palm-sized stone sculpture of a waxing moon.
The texture of the first quarter moon is very clear, the surface is smooth and childish, and it is faintly glowing with charming purple light.
Ling Luo is very satisfied with her work.
Although it was very simple, it was also the first time that she had done something interesting with such concentration.
Ling Luo had a faint smile on his face, then stretched out a finger, and a thin needle-like purple enchanting fire condensed from the fingertip, and then carved a small "Luo" on the stone sculpture of the waxing moon.
Character.
Just when Ling Luo raised her head, she realized that the rising sun had already passed through the clouds and penetrated the sky.
"Oops! It's time for morning classes!"
Ling Luo exclaimed, Yan Xiang's extremely stern expression naturally appeared in his mind, and his body trembled involuntarily.
She quickly stood up and ran towards the Holy Fire Peak.
Because he moved too hastily, the half-palm-sized wax moon accidentally fell from his waist to the grass while running.
Ling Luo didn't notice that there was wind under his feet and ran all the way to the Holy Fire Hall.
At this moment, a wet, alluring face suddenly appeared from a clear spring on the west side of the cliff.
It was a man's face, with wet hair that was silver-white, and eyes as blue and clear as the sea. It was an otherworldly beauty, unlike anything in the world.
What's different is that the man's ears are different, like smoke, standing up from the silver hair.
This man is not human.
He climbed out of the living spring and landed on the shore, but his tail was swinging in the living spring.
Yes, tail.
That's a mermaid's tail.
On the silver-white scales, there was a pale blue light like his eyes, glowing with sparkling water under the rising sun.
The man's eyes were so blue that they seemed to drip with water, looking towards the place where Ling Luo's figure gradually disappeared.
This hilltop has always been his.
Because he is here, no one has ever dared to take a step forward.
The living spring full of spiritual energy on the west side of the cliff is his favorite, so he comes here to take a bath every night.
He is a member of the sea family, born in the sea and raised in the sea. He likes water and the feeling of the light water flowing over his tail.
Even if he left his hometown, shouldered the responsibilities of his clan, and went to the Holy Cultivation Academy of the Jialan Empire to practice, he never forgot the sea.
There is no sea in Shengxiu Mountain. He searched for a year before he found such a mountain with a living spring, and from then on he occupied the mountain and became king.
But since the arrival of this girl seven days ago, the original peaceful life has been completely broken.
She was so surprised that she couldn't feel the coercion emanating from herself, so she ran to the edge of the cliff to practice without blushing or heart beating.
She was not aware of her own existence at all, and concentrated on practicing wholeheartedly. Sometimes she would frown, sometimes she would giggle, and sometimes she would even yell at the empty cliff to vent her resentment.
It's so noisy.
On the first day, he wanted to kick her directly to the bottom of the cliff to teach her a lesson.
But he was inexplicably attracted to the silver moon she presented, and couldn't help but want to see it one more time.
So, he thought, if he watches her one night today, if she comes again tomorrow, he will just kick her.