Baili Liumo raised his feet and walked to the side of the bed, leaned down, raised his hand and touched her cheek, the warm touch made him unconsciously raise the corner of his mouth, and there was no indifference in his eyes when he looked at her. , an uncontrollable tenderness poured out, and seemed to be helpless and said to himself, "Woman, what should this king do with you? It's obvious that every time you lose your calmness to this king, but you are innocent. It's not the one who blames this king. After more than a year of fighting abroad, this king looks up at the starry sky every night, wondering if you are looking at the sky as well. In fact, this king doesn't know why this is the case, and he seems to be concerned about you. It goes beyond caring for the chess pieces, hehe, it's actually not bad, why don't you stay with this king for a lifetime." Saying that, he leaned down and kissed her lips gently, the warm touch made him For a moment, he was absent-minded, raised his body, carefully covered her with the quilt, smiled dotingly, and then sat on the chair beside him, leaning on his head with one hand, and fell asleep.
Time seems to have stopped flowing, and even Feng'er has stopped moving forward. At this moment, Baili Liumo's figure is frozen, his head is supported by one hand, his eyes are half-closed, and his handsome nose appears in the sunlight. Even taller, the perfect face reflects the brilliance of the sun.
Beichen Moxuan glanced sideways at Baili Liumo, who was sitting, with a trace of indistinct hostility in his eyebrows, which was immediately replaced by bitterness. He raised his feet and walked to the window, frowning at the pale-faced Leng Yetong, condensed a mana in his right hand, and traveled all over her body. With one puff, a puff of black smoke was stripped from her body, and she wanted to escape, but was condensed by Beichen Moxuan, and finally turned into a black bead covered with complicated incantations.
Beichen Moxuan played with the black bead in his hand. The power transmitted from it made his face more and more ugly. The power was about to move, trying to break through his shackles. After several twists and turns, he completely subdued the power. By this time, he was sweating profusely.
On the other hand, in the dark dark room, the whole body was wrapped in black clothes, the person wearing the silver mask shook a little, the silver mask was a little blood red, and there was a gloomy light in the eyes, gritted his teeth, and secretly said in his heart, " Who is it!? Who has the power to break his magic!? People of the Nuwa clan?" Thinking, there was a killing intent in his eyes, he took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, sneering. , No matter who, can't stop his plan, otherwise there will only be a dead end, including the Nuwa people.
Beichen Moxuan was sitting next to Baili Liumo, fiddling with the black beads in his hands, his expression was dignified like he had never seen before. The only people in the clan who know the fur and can decipher all the incantations of the Jiuli clan are the saintess of each generation. She turned her head and looked at the person who was still asleep on the bed. If she regained her divine power and memory, the words on it would definitely be Can be read as much as possible. If it weren't for the fact that he sealed the power of the source in her body last night, I'm afraid it would be difficult to force the spell out so quickly, everything is God's will.
The person on the bed moved, frowned slightly, moved his arms, rubbed his head subconsciously, opened his eyes and struggled to sit up, shook his still aching head, and turned between his eyes. Seeing Baili Liumo and Beichen Moxuan sitting side by side, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Why are you here? You are here when he is here. Is that appropriate?"