Luo Qianhua was reduced to her original form, especially at the feet of a certain heavenly king with a beautiful tree in the wind. Luo Qianhua felt very shameless. She originally planned to turn into a wisp of smoke and escape, but unexpectedly, Mo Yunye walked closer quickly. …
Are you here to pity yourself, or...
At that time, a very evil scene suddenly flashed through Luo Qianhua's mind - Mo Yunye kicked his chubby hedgehog away, fearing that his beloved stone statue would be pierced with holes by his soft thorns, holding it in his arms I touched the stone again and again, wishing that I could touch the stone fairy under the white gauze to life.
It is true that Luo Qianhua thought of this Heavenly Lord a little too much in the mind of a human-faced beast.
"Has Fairy Girl been hurt?" Mo Yunye's slender white fingers gently touched the thorns of Luo Qianhua that were standing upside down due to the pain, and then with a flash of golden light, Qianhua was caressed back to her human form.
The sun god probably never expected that Luo Qianhua would be bounced away by the spiritual power of a ghost, and then healed by the spiritual power of an immortal. The plum blossom seal, which was already mixed with meager spiritual power, could not withstand such a torment. , the sun god's unexpectedness caused Luo Qianhua to transform into a human form again, and the plum blossom seal fell to the ground. The peerless elegance could no longer be concealed, and the sun and the moon did not shine, and the beauty was astonishing.
Mo Yunye is by no means a mediocre emperor who has never seen a beautiful woman, but—
The moment Luo Qianhua raised her eyes, she suddenly staggered three steps back in fear, and then froze on the spot like a stone statue. Her face turned pale, her pupils were slightly dilated, and she looked shocked, as if she had seen someone resurrected from the dead.
Indeed, in Mo Yunye's opinion, he had indeed seen someone resurrected from the dead!
"Luo... Luo Qian..."
Luo Qianhua hadn't seen him say a complete sentence in Qiqi Ai for a long time, so she had no choice but to correct him: "My name is Luo Qianhua!"
Perhaps he was awakened by Luo Qianhua's innocent and displeased gaze, but Mo Yunye realized that he had lost his composure, calmed himself down, and regained his gentle expression, but could not wipe away the beads of sweat on his forehead: "You are..."
"I was originally a hedgehog on the isolated island of Jiuzhou in the East China Sea. I was later adopted as a goddaughter by the sun god. I have solid immortal roots and deep immortal connections. As long as the heavenly king thinks highly of me, given time, I will be able to cultivate from an elf to an immortal and be ranked among the best. Immortal class!" Luo Qianhua felt that adding some flattery to one's self-introduction would always have advantages and disadvantages.
"Goddaughter of Sun God? Goddaughter..." But I don't know what Mo Yunye was struggling with. He muttered and repeated the words "goddaughter" for a long time and couldn't recover.
Han Ying, who had been left out for a long time, finally lost her temper, and her words were bitter and unpleasant: "She is just too eye-catching, her soul is in chaos, and she can't figure out whether she is a demon or not. Why does Brother Tianjun keep pestering her but doesn't even bother to look at me?"
Hearing these words, Mo Yunye also suddenly realized: he had already done something invisibly. Although he could not find out what the soul of Luo Qianhua was, he did not have half of the spirit of the flowers and trees. He was also confused and lost. Could it be that... he was just born? Just similar? In terms of personality, they are not alike at all.
At that time, Luo Qianhua leaned over to pick up the plum blossom petals that had fallen to the ground, and slapped her forehead hard, but they couldn't stick to them anymore. When she was feeling depressed and angry, Mo Yunye suddenly reached out and gently pinched her slender wrist. A stream of air as cool as a clear spring spread from Qianhua's wrist to her fingertips. The plum blossom print adhered to the center of her eyebrows, and her face shape suddenly changed, transforming without a trace.
Sure enough, Tianjun is Tianjun, and his strength should not be underestimated. (To be continued)