Among the flowers in the imperial garden, two little heads moved slowly, advancing and retreating.
With a bang, Ye Wuyou was directly pressed to the ground.
With no way to retreat, Ye Wuyou looked at the pink lips approaching, and in desperation, he pulled the flowers aside to cover his lips.
The soft touch and charming floral fragrance made Feng Xiaoyou shy and excited at the same time.
Feng Xiaoyou slowly opened her eyes, and Ye Wuyou immediately threw away the flowers in his hand.
Looking at the blushing Ye Wuyou, Feng Xiaoyou also blushed slightly, "Well, I... I... like you."
Ye Wuyou stared at Feng Xiaoyou blankly with his eyes widened.
"Xiao You..." Xue Xinmei's anxious voice came from the distance.
Feng Xiaoyou's expression changed, she looked at Xue Xinmei not far away, and immediately got up from Ye Wuyou.
Ye Wuyou breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief, and just as he was about to stand up, a little person jumped into his arms again.
Ye Wuyou subconsciously reached out to cover his lips.
Looking at Ye Wuyou's movements, Feng Xiaoyou's little face was stained with two blushes again, "My name is Feng Xiaoyou, don't forget me, remember to marry me when I am fifteen years old."
marry her...
Ye Wuyou was completely confused.
"Xiao You..." The anxious shout came again.
"I'm here." Feng Xiaoyou finally stood up and glanced at Ye Wuyou reluctantly, "You must come!"
After Feng Xiaoyou finished speaking, without waiting for Ye Wuyou to answer, she directly raised her butt and crawled out of the flowers.
Ye Wuyou was stunned on the spot, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.
"You are so handsome, you have a girl throwing yourself into your arms at such a young age."
The shrill voice suddenly sounded, and Ye Wuyou came back to his senses in an instant. He opened his big eyes and looked at Wen Xian aggrievedly, "Brother Xian, you are willing to die without saving me."
Wen Xian glanced at Ye Wuyou coolly, "Why save me? Am I not giving you a chance?"
Ignoring Wen Xian's words, Ye Wuyou still looked at Wen Xian aggrievedly.
Looking at Ye Wuyou's raised little mouth, Wen Xian suddenly felt distressed, and his amber eyes flickered slightly, "You don't like that girl?"
The little brows were furrowed, and Ye Wuyou blinked his big eyes, "What is liking?"
He still remembered what Feng Xiaoyou said just now. She said she liked him. What exactly did she like
Wen Xian was slightly stunned. He almost forgot that Wuyou was still a six-year-old child. How could he understand what liking was
After frowning and thinking for a moment, he realized that he didn't know how to explain it, and then chuckled, "If you don't talk about it, brother Xian will take you to Bai Xianxuan to see Bai Lian."
"Okay." Ye Wuyou immediately smiled happily.
The pool of white lotus in Baixianxuan was his favorite. In the Demon Palace, his father also planted a pool of white lotus for him, but he didn't like it.
The small hand held the big hand and gradually moved away.
Xuelan Palace.
Duan Muxi sat in front of the mirror and wiped her wet hair. Suddenly, a big hand took over her actions.
Duanmu Xi raised his eyes, saw Xuanyuan Mo in the mirror, and slightly curled his lips.
"Thinking about Sheng'er?" Xuanyuan Mo gently wiped Duan Muxi's wet hair.
Duanmuxi frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes, and she lowered her eyes and said, "Sheng'er still can't forget Ayan. I'm afraid she won't be able to get out of this life."
That incident fifteen years ago, although her life was saved, her heart was lost.
Xuanyuan Mo's amber eyes flickered slightly, "If you can't get out, then don't get out."
A low voice came from the deepest part of Xuanyuan Mo's heart.
"Huh?" Duanmu Xi raised his eyes in confusion, not understanding what Xuanyuan Mo meant.
Looking at the confused Duan Muxi, Xuanyuan Mo's mind moved, and his eyes suddenly dimmed, "Everyone has his own destiny, and the children also have their own path to walk. All we can do is support."
Duanmu Xi's eyes flickered and she frowned in deep thought.
Before Duan Muxi could figure it out, Xuanyuan Mo directly picked her up and walked to the bed.
Early the next morning, Liang Sheng arrived at Xuelan Hall.
"Have you really decided?"
Duan Muxi looked at Liang Sheng kneeling in front of her, and finally understood the meaning of what Xuanyuan Mo said last night.
Liang Sheng nodded firmly, "I have to find him. I don't want to go on so carelessly again."
She thought about Han Xiao's words last night. She missed him very much. She wanted to find him. No matter whether she could find him or not, she wanted to give herself a chance.
"Get up." Duanmuxi sighed and stretched out his hand to help Liang Sheng up. "You can go if you want. Dad and mother support you."
Ashue is right, all they can do is support.
"Thank you, Mom and Dad." Liang Sheng looked at Xuanyuan Mo and Duan Muxi with red eyes.
All along, what she was most afraid of was their opposition. At this moment, the stone in her heart finally fell.
Duanmuxi stepped forward and hugged Liang Sheng gently, "No matter whether you can find her or not, you have to come back. We will wait for you here."
Liang Sheng nodded and hugged Duan Muxi tightly.
She would come back, and she would bring him back with her.
"Dad, Mom, Sheng'er has gone." Liang Sheng bowed deeply to Xuanyuan Mo and Duan Muxi, then turned and left.
"Let's go to the ghost world." Looking at Liang Sheng's determined back, Xuanyuan Mo suddenly said.
Liang Sheng paused, his deep purple eyes full of sadness, and then strode away.
As soon as Liang Sheng left the Xuelan Palace, he was stopped by Nuan Se, Han Xiao, and Wen Xian.
"Are you really going to leave?" Nuanse frowned, her eyes full of reluctance.
Liang Sheng lowered his eyes, a trace of guilt flashing across his eyes.
Nuan Se sighed softly, and suddenly stepped forward to hug Liang Sheng, "Go and bring him back."
Rather than seeing her in such pain, it's better to let her go.
"Yes." Liang Sheng nodded firmly with tears in her eyes.
"Be careful on the road."
Looking at the worried eyes of the three people, Liang Sheng's eyes flickered, "Master is here, you don't have to worry about me."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiao Si'er." An ethereal voice floated out from the ice jade flute at Liang Sheng's waist.
After the Queen of Gods was resurrected two years ago, Xue Yan finally lived in the Bing You Jade Flute again, and Duan Muxi finally threw the Bing You Jade Flute to the four little ones in disgust, but none of them included Nuan Se, Han Xiao, and Wen Xian. She was willing to accept it, but had no choice but to accept it reluctantly.
This time, Liang Sheng went out to look for Ming Yan, and Xue Yan also happened to go out to look for his third soul.
Only by gathering the three souls can he have a chance to be resurrected and find his Jun'er.
Hearing the voice of Xue Yan, the three of them finally felt relieved.
Although the master is a soul, sometimes he is a little unprofessional, but with the master here, Sheng'er should be fine.
"You might be able to use these if you take them." Nuan Se stuffed a bunch of bottles and cans into Liang Sheng's arms.
"Thank you, eldest sister." Liang Sheng curled her lips and accepted all the bottles and jars unceremoniously.
The elixirs refined by the eldest sister are not inferior to those of my mother. She will naturally accept these valuable treasures.
"Xiao Si'er, these things from the third brother are good things. They are definitely more useful than the eldest sister's."
Wen Xian on the side also presented a bunch of bottles and cans. Unlike Nuan Se's white bottles, Wen Xian's bottles and cans were all black.
"Thank you, third brother." Liang Sheng also accepted them all without ceremony.
The third brother has loved making poisons since he was a child. Many of the weird poisons he has researched have not even been seen by his master. Except for father and mother, everyone in the Huang Palace has suffered from him.
Wen Xian also reluctantly stepped forward and hugged Liang Sheng, "Xiao Si'er, come back soon."
"Yeah." Liang Sheng also hugged Wen Xian tightly.
She knew that whether it was the eldest sister or the second or third brother, she was the one who felt the most pain, and she would definitely come back as soon as possible.
"This is for you." Han Xiao directly handed over a divine sword glowing with purple energy.
Unlike the warmth of Nuanse and Wenxian, Hanxiao is still cold and cold, but there is not a little bit of reluctance in his eyes.
Liang Sheng looked at the divine sword glowing with purple energy, and instantly thought of Ming Yan's soul-controlling sword.
They are really similar, except that one handle is glowing with purple energy and the other is glowing with black energy, the others are almost identical.
Liang Sheng raised her eyes and looked at the green and black corners of Han Xiao's eyes. Her heart warmed and a touch of emotion flashed across her eyes. This must have been something he refined for her overnight. Her second brother always loved her so much.
"Thank you, second brother."
Liang Sheng took the divine sword and touched it gently, and the divine sword instantly let out a mournful cry.
Cutting his finger, the bright red blood instantly seeped into the divine sword. With a flash of silver light, the divine sword was instantly unsealed and became extremely sharp.
Liang Sheng looked at the divine sword spinning in mid-air, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Zi Ming, your name."
As if he understood Liang Sheng's words, Zi Ming Sword immediately let out a long cry, flew to Liang Sheng's side, and rubbed it gently, which was a bit flattering.
Liang Sheng patted the Purple Ming Sword with satisfaction. The weapon refined by the second brother had a different response.
After putting away the Purple Ming Sword, Liang Sheng waited for a long time but did not see Han Xiao coming to hug her. She stepped forward helplessly, threw herself into Han Xiao's arms, and hugged him tightly.
The cold heart instantly turned into a puddle of water. Han Xiao reached out and hugged Liang Sheng tightly.
"Take care of yourself." The deep voice was filled with infinite reluctance.
"Yes." Liang Sheng nodded, her eyes slightly moist, "Help me take care of my father, mother, eldest sister and third brother."
Unlike the eldest sister and the third brother, the second brother smells like daddy. This may be the reason why she likes to hug the second brother the most.
Liang Sheng left. Except for Duan Muxi, Xuanyuan Mo, and Nuan Se, she didn't disturb anyone.
Ghost world.
Before leaving Hantian, Liang Sheng came here.
Sneaking into Ming Yan's room quietly, Liang Sheng's eyes wet again unconsciously as she looked at the familiar scene that remained unchanged.
After fifteen years, she finally arrived here. He reached out and touched everything in the room one by one again.
Suddenly, the door creaked.
Liang Sheng turned around sharply. But she didn't see the figure she was looking forward to, and her eyes darkened again.
"Miss Xi'er..." Seeing Liang Sheng in the room, Phantom's face was full of surprise.
"I'm Liang Sheng." Liang Sheng corrected with a frown.
Phantom immediately reacted and bowed respectfully, "Little Master Liang Sheng."
"Has he ever come back?" There was a little expectation in the low voice.
Maybe, he came back, but he didn't go to find her...
Phantom was stunned for a moment, then a hint of sadness flashed through her eyes, and she shook her head slightly.
The expectation was shattered, and Liang Sheng's eyes became dim again, "Then has he been reincarnated?"
Phantom shook his head again.
Liang Sheng frowned, "What does shaking your head mean? It means you don't know, or you don't."
"have no idea."
Phantom looked guilty. As people from the ghost world, they could know the life and death of everyone, but they could not predict the ghost master.
Liang Sheng was disappointed again, "Then what do you know?"
Phantom's eyes flickered, and after struggling for a moment, he finally said, "The Ghost Lord's soul star appears in the north."
Tell her, maybe, she can bring the Ghost Lord back.
north
Liang Sheng's eyes lit up and she had the direction of her first stop.