"Isn't the goddess Nusha me? Little Tiger told me everything." Mingluo said.

"That's right. Then do you know what kind of legends there are about the female gods?" Ye Zhihan said mysteriously.

"What legend?" Ming Luo asked curiously.

"Everyone says that the goddess rides a golden lion and has a figure like a goddess, but she has white hair and an old face. In fact, she is an old lady with wrinkles all over her face!" Ye Zhihan joked with certainty.

"How is that possible? I'm still so young!" Ming Luo touched his silver hair and immediately retorted.

The onlookers on the roadside were chatting, and Mingluo, who was sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, heard the key words:

"Have you heard any rumors about the Golden Lion Girl recently? I heard she's cruel and brutal, and she slaughtered the entire Hui family the moment she appeared in the world!"

"That's right. I heard she's a deity that appears once every ten thousand years. She kills wherever she goes, and even the Miao family suffered!"

"Hahahaha, killing wherever you go, does anyone believe this rumor?" Ming Luo smiled contemptuously, unmoved.

But passersby called her the Golden Lion Girl? How could an old lady be called that? Ming Luo puffed up his cheeks and questioned Ye Zhihan: "Are you kidding me!?"

Ye Zhihan smiled and said, "Of course, you are so cute, how could you be an old lady."

Ming Luo was amused by Ye Zhihan to the point of laughter and tears. He was indeed much more cheerful after regaining his memory, which made Ming Luo a little uncomfortable, but it was much better than his previous stern face every day.

Seeing Mingluo's finally relaxed expression, Ye Zhihan finally breathed a sigh of relief. This girl's nerves were too tense, and she smiled less than before, so he deliberately teased Mingluo.

"Since you seem to be in a good mood, I will tell you another good news. Didn't you ask me why we should go find Ruiyue? Because Sister Ling can still be saved." Ye Zhihan then got to the point and said seriously.

Hearing this, Mingluo's gloomy mood was immediately covered by the light of hope. She hurriedly asked, "How can I save my mother?"

"Sister Ling is a spirit with a very high level of cultivation. Although she has wasted a long time in the human world, her mental strength is extremely strong. Even if her physical body is destroyed and refined into a key to cross the realm, as long as her mental strength is still there, there is a glimmer of hope. So we need to find her before the number of keys to cross the realm is used up." Ye Zhihan said in detail.

"That's great, my mother can still be saved!" Ming Luo was so excited that she wanted to dance with joy and run for a kilometer on the street. However, she was still in the wedding procession after all and could not do anything too exaggerated. She suppressed her inner ecstasy and followed the wedding procession to the demon tribe. A smile unconsciously appeared on her face, and even her steps were much more relaxed.

Within a day, Princess Mingyue's grand wedding procession arrived at the territory of the demon clan. Mingluo and Ye Zhihan dressed up as attendants, followed Princess Mingyue's wedding procession, and sneaked in through the inspection of the demon clan's palace.

The palace of the demon clan is very different from the exquisite carved railings and jade bricks of the dragon clan. The buildings of the demon clan are mostly strange and the roads are unpredictable. If there were no palace people who are familiar with the changes in the palace to lead the way, Princess Mingyue's team might not even be able to enter the door.

However, the palace guardian's unpredictable attainments were as simple and clear as child's play in the eyes of Ming Luo and Ye Zhihan. Being in the realm of divine surge, they could find the right direction with just one glance.

"The aesthetic taste of the demon race is really weird." Ming Luo said with disdain.

"Indeed, this bright red, bright green and dark black decoration looks like a funeral." The little tiger didn't like the demon race very much, so his words were naturally very impolite.

"The demon race advocates following demon laws and expressing their natural nature, so their appearance is naturally a little peculiar." Ye Zhihan said without looking away. These glittering and colorful things could not attract him at all.

"Where is Ruiyue?" Mingluo carefully inquired about the surroundings, eager to rescue his mother from the broken key.

"Don't worry, we'll go out and investigate after the wedding party settles down." Ye Zhihan answered in a low voice. Mingluo and he were settled in a spacious courtyard with the wedding party.

At night, the demon palace was brightly lit, like a city that never sleeps. The palace servants were busy serving the grand marriage between the demon and spirit tribes. The guards coming and going were patrolling closely, fearing that someone would break the rules and disrupt the marriage.

In an unnoticed corner, Ming Luo and Ye Zhihan were hiding in the Shadow Pool. After looking at each other, they tacitly went to the demon clan's back garden. There was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power in a lake in the back garden. Even though there was a barrier blocking them, they could still sense the abnormality here.

"Yingyue Bay?" Mingluo emerged from the Shadow Pool, hiding in the shadows of the trees and looking down at the lake.

"This name is indeed Ruiyue's style." Ye Zhihan followed Mingluo, stood on the shore, and stretched out his hand to dissolve the barrier.

Yingyue Bay looks like a crescent-shaped lake with clear water and numerous fish, but in fact this is just a disguise. Mingluo followed Ye Zhihan to dive into the bottom of the lake and found that this is more than just a small lake, it is an underwater world with unique features!

When looking down from the shore, it was just a bright and gray lake surface reflecting ripples of light. But now that Mingluo was in the lake, he could clearly see the magnificent underwater scenery.

This place is like a land of light and shadow sealed in a glass ball. The flowing colors are like ribbons floating on the water. Because of her colorful skirt, Mingluo can transform into a mermaid and move freely in the water. Her whole body is wrapped in this colorful water, and she is as light as riding on a small boat.

The luster of the neon skirt and the wonderful liquid that resembled a ribbon complemented each other, reflecting Mingluo's celestial figure like a mermaid pearl in the vast ocean. Her silver hair was covered in the light, but her ice-blue eyes were full of indifference. She broke away from the light around her and swam towards Ye Zhihan on the current, like a fairy who had descended into the mortal world on the colorful rays of light.

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