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The illusion finally dissipated completely.

As the illusion before my eyes gradually faded away until it disappeared, the light green mist emanating from the messenger nightmare also became lighter in color.

The mist is like a familiar morning breeze. When no one is paying attention, it gently blows across the corner of your clothes, turns into a long bagpipe sound between heaven and earth, and then disappears.

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang opened their eyes.

This time, what appeared before their eyes was a familiar scene from the spirit world.

In the illusion just now, they spent a very long time.

Even though many scenes were "fast-forwarded", it was as if they had just watched an old movie. An indescribable charm still lingered in the hearts of the two people, making them feel as if they were in another world when looking at the scenery of the spirit world.

During this incident, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang still maintained the same posture as when they took the initiative to step into the nightmare mist: the two of them were holding hands.

Reflexively, Yan Luoyue held Wu Manyhuang's hand tighter.

She seemed to still be stuck in the perspective of the sacred tree. As soon as she saw Wu Man Shuang, she felt at peace.

Yan Luoyue wanted to cover his shoulders with leaves, and then use the roots to carefully trace the frost patterns on the stone.

——Hmm, the feeling of two people holding hands seems to be different from the feeling of tree roots entangled with stones.

Then experience it again?

Unconsciously, Yan Luoyue increased the strength of his hands a little bit.

As soon as she made this move, she felt Wu Manshuang's fingers tighten slightly with the same force.

Yan Luoyue raised her head and saw Wu Manshuang smiling at her with her head down.

“…”

The breeze ruffled Wu Manyhuang's hair, causing it to fly up playfully and land on the neck of Yan Luoyue who was so close to her.

The soft and cool black hair made Yan Luoyue feel itchy.

If it were in the past, Yan Luoyue would have increased her strength without hesitation and wrestled her arm with the little snake while laughing.

But now...

For some reason, Yan Luoyue felt that the palms of their hands that were holding each other were slightly warm.

...It's as if, as if something has become different.

The last wisp of light green mist also dissipated between heaven and earth.

The clear and crystal green color made Yan Luoyue think of the color of Wu Manyhuang when she was still a little snake.

From a small green snake that was less than the length of his forearm, to accompanying him in his first skinning, to the wings of a flying snake suddenly spreading behind Wu Manshuang, to the first time they entangled with each other as a turtle and snake, and flew into the sky in the form of a black tortoise...

It turns out that not only the sacred tree and frost rock of the past, but also the turtle and snake of today, have been accompanying each other for so long.

"Full of frost..."

Yan Luoyue opened her lips slightly and was about to say something when her voice was abruptly interrupted by an interlude.

Beside her, the nightmare messenger with long eyelashes, who had been sleeping soundly before, sat up like a zombie pushing a coffin!

Yan Luoyue: “!!!”

Wu Manshuang: “…”

At that moment, the smile on Wu Manshuang's face suddenly became very kind.

If Wu Man Shuang had not been grateful for the hard work of this nightmare messenger who had delivered the letter thousands of miles away, her dinner tonight would have been nightmare sauce.

The nightmare that had just woken up was still unaware of the danger it had escaped.

He just suddenly felt a little cold on his back, so he folded up his wings and hugged himself, shivering slightly in the breeze.

It was not until the nightmare messenger opened his eyes that Yan Luoyue discovered that his eyes were actually golden-green.

It's like the fragrant grass that has just sprouted in the spring, with the tips of the grass being coated with a layer of glowing color under the setting sun.

Judging from his appearance and temperament alone, this nightmare messenger looks very much like the peace-loving, slender elves living deep in the forest in Western fantasy stories.

And his wings are like two pieces of gauze.

It was beautiful and graceful when it flashed, and when it bent over and hugged itself with its wings, this movement was surprisingly reserved and cute.

Although this nightmare guy suddenly appeared as a corpse, everyone present was shocked.

But people who look as good as him tend to be more forgiven.

Yan Luoyue smiled and was about to give a friendly greeting to the Nightmare Messenger, when the pair of golden-green eyes cast a burning gaze on Yan Luoyue.

The Nightmare Messenger stood up quickly, then half-lowered his head very humbly in front of Yan Luoyue.

He maintained a pious and gentle posture, his eyes respectfully fixed on Yan Luoyue's chin.

Nightmare asked softly, "I can feel that the person who reads my dream... is it you?"

Yan Luoyue nodded first, then pointed to the several spirit world people behind him: "They have read your dreams before."

"That's different." The Nightmare Messenger said humbly and eagerly, "I can feel that 'that dream' has been triggered. It was you and this ..."

As Meng Yan spoke, he turned on his heels and walked respectfully in the direction of Wu Man Shuang.

Yan Luoyue teased, "So, the dream you just created is still 'only visible to certain friends'?"

Judging from the expression of the Nightmare Messenger, although he delivered the dream, he did not seem to know the full content of the dream - otherwise his expression would never be so peaceful.

In other words...

Yan Luoyue touched his chin and thought to himself: Good fellow, the content of this dream is actually burned after reading.

No wonder I had to insert a section about Nightmare being a messenger into the game memory of "One World".

It turns out that Nightmare Messenger is really useful. Anyone who uses it will know it.

After receiving Yan Luoyue's affirmative answer, the Nightmare Messenger bowed to Yan Luoyue a little excitedly.

I have to say, when the beautiful boy got excited, a blush appeared on his face, and he looked quite charming.

But, I wish he hadn't said the next sentence.

"So!" The Nightmare Messenger said loudly, his voice trembling slightly, "So, you are me, the respected and great mother of our demon race!"

Everyone: “…”

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Yan Luoyue: “…Poof!!!”

Fortunately, she was not drinking water at this time.

But even so, Yan Luoyue still couldn't avoid bursting out!

Emotionally speaking, Yan Luoyue understood why the Nightmare Messenger called him that.

——The Moon-falling Tree is the belief of all demons.

This belief was strengthened especially after the invasion of the Puppet Love Devouring Net and the souls of the dead demons were collected into the Falling Moon Tree.

The demons call the process of the soul entering the Falling Moon Tree "return".

As we all know, there is such a saying as "returning to the embrace of Mother Earth" in this world.

Well, it is only natural that the demons also came up with the idea of ​​"returning to the branches of the sacred mother tree"... What the hell is natural!

Although Yan Luoyue knew in the dream that all the demons believed in the Falling Moon Tree, this was still very different from the real feeling.

At least in dreams, there won’t be a beautiful boy with wings who suddenly jumps out and calls you “Mom”, right?

Yan Luoyue started coughing violently on the spot. She felt very embarrassed by this title and kept waving her hands.

Wu Manshuang stepped forward and stopped the Nightmare Messenger from continuing.

He said calmly, "You can pray to the Moonlit Tree, but don't call her that."

Yan Luoyue nodded desperately: Yes, when in tree form and human form, the degree of shame of being worshipped and prayed for is completely on another level!

The Nightmare Messenger obeyed Wu Manshuang's orders obediently.

But then he turned his gaze to Wu Manshuang and opened his lips with the same expectation.

"So, you are..."

Yan Luoyue quickly stopped him and said, "You can say your thanks to Froststone. Anyway, don't call him that."

"You can just call us Fellow Daoist Yan and Fellow Daoist Wu."

Although in the memory of the Moonfall Tree, the demons did not have the habit of recognizing Froststone as their father.

But that's what makes it even more frightening.

What if the beautiful boy in front of me opened his mouth and called out "You are Uncle Wu from the Wang family next door"...

Well, even if he is a hard-working messenger, he probably can't stop Wu Manshuang's menu tonight, which is nightmare with sauce.

With a light cough, Yan Luoyue changed the subject.

"Thank you for taking such a great risk to deliver the letter. I haven't asked you yet, what's your name?"

Hearing Yan Luoyue's personal inquiry, the Nightmare Messenger was so excited that his face turned red.

He said loudly: "My real name is Jiying. Before I came here to deliver the letter, the elders of the tribe helped me to find a tree and obtained the Falling Moon Tree, which personally gave me a name to protect me."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

For some reason, when she heard this, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

Then, the Nightmare Messenger spoke word by word: "The Moon-falling Tree gave me the name - Documentary!"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue covered her face silently.

Considering that the process of the messenger delivering the message was to play an exclusive movie for her and Wu Manshuang, the name was very appropriate.

It just looks like an online game ID, and doesn't look like a personal name at all.

From this we can see that even though the body of the Falling Moon Tree over there is in an idle state and is acting entirely on instinct, the names randomly drawn are full of Yan Luoyue's personal flavor.

"Now your mission has been completed, well done." Yan Luoyue praised, "However, we'll still let you take pictures."

"OK."

Yan Luoyue smiled and crooked her eyes, asking gently, "Regarding the current situation of the demon race, are you willing to go to the cultivation world with me and Manshuang to explain the situation to the leaders of the human and demon worlds?"

Hearing this question, Nightmare Shadow stood up straight.

He placed one hand on his chest and saluted Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang in a very elegant and standard manner according to the etiquette of the demon clan.

"That is what I want, but I dare not ask for it. Since it is your order, I will do it without hesitation."

…

In order to observe the changes in that space channel in the sky, the return date was set to seven days later.

Not long ago, Jiying was enthusiastically surrounded by a group of spiritual people who came up to him.

They took this messenger from a foreign land and took him to sing, dance, drink and eat meat, as if Jiying was an old friend they had not seen for a long time.

Yan Luoyue did not stop this happy celebration party.

She just warned Jiying not to tell anyone about her and Wu Manshuang's true identities.

If the spirits knew that she was the "sacred tree" in the "Kingdom of God", they would call her "our merciful mother"...

Yan Luoyue had to dig a hole in the ground with her toes and lie in the sand.

Let everyone gather together to eat and drink, while Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang found a quiet corner nearby.

The two of them began to discuss how to fight against the Puppet Love Devouring Net.

Originally, the reason why the Falling Moon Tree condensed into an incarnation was to gain more room for thinking within the same amount of time.

In addition, she also hopes that she can establish connections with the other two worlds to gain more help in the inevitable war.

As for Yan Luoyue's accidental arrival in the spirit world so early, no one could have expected it.

Yan Luoyue's attitude towards the culprit was very firm.

"One thing is for sure, we can't let it get away."

This sawing war started when the Crow's Crying Fire smashed into the super-super-giant Rolling Demon and shattered it into pieces, and it has continued until now. The two sides have been tormenting each other for nearly ten thousand years.

During such a long period of time, the Puppet Love Devouring Network might have thought about running away.

But the problem is that it can no longer escape.

In order to capture the Moon-Falling Tree, it used up almost all of its puppet threads and connected with the branches and roots of the Moon-Falling Tree.

Over the years, the stalemate between the two sides has reached a delicate balance.

Whoever lets go first will suffer a powerful backlash.

At the beginning, the initiative may still be in the hands of this puppet Love Eater.

But now, the advantage has shifted inch by inch towards the world of cultivation.

Unless the Puppet Love Devouring Network is determined to cut off its wrist to survive, abandon most of its puppet threads and leave this world.

Otherwise, the battle between it and the Falling Moon Tree would inevitably end in a life and death.

Wu Manshuang also strongly agreed with Yan Luoyue's point of view.

"Since it has the ability to open up space, we can't let it get away, otherwise it will cause endless harm."

Morally speaking, letting this puppet love-devourer go is like letting a tiger return to the mountain, which will harm other worlds.

From a rational point of view, the spiritual energy in the world of cultivation is so abundant, who knows whether it will make a comeback after accumulating enough power?

——The devil is gone.

This is a truth that the monks in the human world have summed up after years of blood and tears.

Yan Luoyue counted on his fingers to calculate the strength of both parties.

"Once the war breaks out, the cultivators from the demon world, human world, and devil world can all fight against the monsters that are bred."

"Um."

"The spirit world can enter the 'network' and attack the Silver Web's headquarters like a virus invading a computer."

"Yes." Wu Manshuang did not forget to remind Yan Luoyue, "But the cultivation level of people in the spirit world is a problem."

Although most people in the spirit world can cross levels in terms of attack power like sword cultivators, the ceiling of their cultivation is too low.

Up to now, although Yan Luoyue has worked hard to cultivate, except for Cen Mingxiao who can soon be promoted to the Golden Core stage, the rest of the people in the spiritual world have only reached the late stage of foundation building.

"In this way, the people in the spirit world will be in some danger." Yan Luoyue calculated silently, "So in addition to the spiritualized people, the front of "All Realms Return to One" must also be fully pressed."

"——Oh, and there's also the love-devouring demon that's fused into the silver web."

Yan Luoyue suddenly recalled that in the "World Faction War" in "All Worlds Become One", many attacks were blocked by the Love Devourer.

Emotions are an inseparable characteristic of the human species.

Therefore, when facing the Love Devourer, they lack a specialized method to defeat the enemy with one strike.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang looked at each other. From the exchange of glances, the two saw that they both thought of the same person at the same time.

——Chu Tiankuo.

The answer to dealing with the love-eater is now at my lips.

Yan Luoyue clenched his fist, tapped it lightly on his palm, and said, "Yes, the art of physical training!"

As for how to subdue the love-eater, Song Qingchi and Chu Tiankuo have already worked out a feasible precedent.

Yan Luoyue only needs to refine a part of the Luoyue Wood into a container to capture the Love Devouring Demon.

Compared to Yan Luoyue's decisiveness, Wu Manyhuang was a little hesitant.

He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes constantly examining Yan Luoyue's face:

"But, the art of physical training is to refine your original body into..."

"It doesn't matter!" Yan Luoyue waved his hand happily, "I don't look like Senior Brother Chu, and my original body doesn't have a waist!"

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Wait, is this about the kidneys?

...It seems that there is some connection.

As for Luoyue, his mind had already gone to a black hole, and he let his thoughts go completely.

Her branches are so many and there is no distinction between them.

In addition to using part of the wood to refine the capture container, Yan Luoyue can also refine part of the Luoyue Wood.

She will turn them into unique magical instruments, bringing out the power of the ultimate yin force to its fullest extent.

In this way, it is equivalent to equipping the Falling Moon Tree with many 40-meter-long swords - wow, it's so cool just thinking about it!

Wu Manshuang looked at Yan Luoyue's expression steadily.

He said, "Luoyue, I think you are thinking about something weird."

Yan Luoyue swore solemnly: "No."

"……Really?"

Yan Luoyue chuckled and said, "I was thinking, after I unplug that guy's network cable, I will prune those two branches that are bent over."

"This way, I can bloom beautiful flowers for you all year round."

“…”

After hearing this, Wu Manshuang paused.

The girl's clear and lively voice is better than any other music in the world. It is like a pebble thrown into the lake of the heart, playfully creating ripples on the water.

At this moment, the spring breeze suddenly becomes so gentle that one almost becomes intoxicated by its warmth.

The beautiful flowers on the two big branches have not yet bloomed.

But at this moment, they seemed to have bloomed in Wu Man Shuang's eyes.

…

Now that it has been decided to use physical training techniques as a weapon to deal with the Puppet Love Devouring Net, Yan Luoyue must be prepared for this.

During the past few years in the spirit world, Yan Luoyue not only taught everyone how to refine instruments, but also never gave up his own research on the art of refining instruments.

The art of physical training has, of course, always been one of Yan Luoyue's research topics.

Therefore, Yan Luoyue knew that in the spiritual world, there was a kind of white pearl that was ground into powder and then, after special treatment, was extremely suitable as a buffer material for physical training techniques.

"Let Brother Cen prepare some for me tomorrow." Yan Luoyue murmured to herself, "Well, I'm free today, so why don't I go and select a batch myself."

As a craftsman, identifying materials is Yan Luoyue's basic skill. She personally selects, so it is easier for her to pick out the good pearls she likes.

Yan Luoyue waved to Wu Manshuang: "Manshuang, will you go with me?"

Wu Manshuang lowered her head and thought for a while. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she suddenly smiled.

"Well, I'll go get some things first, and then I'll come over to help you choose."

…

What is very amazing is that these white pearls in the spiritual world are not produced in clam shells, but "grow" out from the white sand beside the stream.

Yan Luoyue guessed that although the two kinds of pearls looked similar, the composition of the pearls from the spiritual world should be very different from that of the pearls from the world of cultivation.

To ordinary people, white pearls are buried in white sand, and the two are similar in color, so it is difficult to find them.

But a Yuanying cultivator like Yan Luoyue only needs to use his spiritual sense to measure how many pearls are under the nearby sand layer and where they are buried.

She carefully summoned her spiritual energy, brushing away the loose sand on the surface layer by layer, and then held the pearl in her hand.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps in water came from not far away. It turned out that Wu Manshuang was walking towards her step by step, step by step, on the clear stream.

Yan Luoyue raised her head and called out subconsciously: "Manshuang..."

The second half of the word "frost" was swallowed silently into Yan Luoyue's throat.

She cleared her throat vigorously, and finally found her voice, but it still sounded much weaker than usual:

"Manshuang...what are you doing..."

Yan Luoyue originally thought that Wu Manshuang was going back to get something.

Who would have thought that the little snake, who had insisted on wearing a long robe and proper attire in the spirit world all these years, would adapt to the local customs today and change into a gauze dress unique to the spirit world.

It is called a gauze dress, but in fact it is just a piece of golden gauze that cleverly wraps around the shoulders and crosses half of the chest.

The gauze was tied into a knot at the waist, highlighting her slender waist, and the end was then wrapped around Wu Manshuang's wrist.

Wu Manshuang walked towards Yan Luoyue step by step, neither fast nor slow, stepping on the pebbles at the bottom of the stream.

Yan Luoyue's eyes shook unconsciously.

In the past, when she persuaded Xiaoshe to change into the vest of "Du Choumian", Yan Luoyue once took out a set of clothes of the Southern Xinjiang demon and persuaded Wu Manyhuang to change into them.

The dress was the green color of a peacock's tail, and was embellished with rows of silver tassels at the bottom.

Because Yan Luoyue felt that Wu Manshuang had a naturally pale complexion, and using silver as decoration would perfectly complement her.

However, she only realized today that when Man Shuang draped a light gauze over her shoulders, it was like a pattern forged from molten gold, engraved on the creamy white jade.

Under the thin golden veil, the lines on the skin are faintly visible, showing the golden and jade-like aura of wealth and luxury.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if the only figure left was Wu Manshuang wading through the water.

He walked barefoot through the clear stream. Under the waves, every blue vein on the back of his feet was clearly visible, as if they were a kind of makeup on a beautiful jade.

Every step he took created crystal-like water droplets that wet his thin gauze trousers and made the fabric stick tightly to his graceful calves.

Under the sunlight, Wu Man Shuang looked almost glowing white.

Unconsciously, Yan Luoyue's throat slid slightly.

"I thought... I thought you preferred your normal attire and didn't want to wear it here."

Wu Manshuang smiled and seemed to accidentally pull the golden gauze.

"It is true, so I'm only showing it to you."

As they were talking, Wu Man Shuang was getting closer and closer.

He came against the sunlight, like a tall green pine tree, silently covering Yan Luoyue's body with his shadow.

A breeze blew past, carrying the moisture and faint fresh scent from Wu Manshuang's body to Yan Luoyue's nose.

That was clearly the aura that Yan Luoyue was accustomed to on weekdays, but for some reason, at this moment, it became as distinct as Wu Manshuang herself.

At this moment, Yan Luoyue suddenly realized that Wu Manshuang was no longer the handsome young man in her impression; he had grown up.

Therefore, he was no longer like before, where only after taking the aging pill would his height suddenly increase by several inches, forming a youthful appearance that was in sharp contrast to his teenage appearance.

During these seven years of being together day and night, inseparable... when Yan Luoyue didn't notice, Wu Manshuang's figure became taller and her shoulders became broader.

Even the confidence flowing in his eyes, and the consistent focus when he looked at her, changed from the silent gaze that Yan Luoyue was most familiar with, to what it is now, with a hint of aggressiveness.

This aggressiveness does not hurt anyone, at least it will never hurt Yan Luoyue.

But just like a peacock spreading its dazzling tail feathers, Wu Manyhuang at this moment was so dazzling that Yan Luoyue couldn't bear to look away.

“…”

Seeing Yan Luoyue was slightly dazed, Wu Manshuang narrowed her eyes and took the initiative to take over her job.

He summoned a breeze to blow across the white sand beneath his feet, revealing the pearls hidden in the sand.

Wu Manshuang bent down and picked them up one by one, gathered them into a handful, held them in the palm of his hand and handed them to Yan Luoyue.

When he bent down, Yan Luoyue's gaze inevitably fell on the little snake's waistline.

Under the pale skin, the smooth muscles are tense and relaxed, with small undulations like waves, which make people want to reach out and touch them.

And the two slightly concave dimples on both sides of the spine that are so attractive…

Wu Manshuang stood up suddenly and handed the pearl to Yan Luoyue.

In an instant, Yan Luoyue seemed to have broken something and avoided the gaze in panic.

"Luoyue?" Wu Manshuang called out in confusion, "Zhenzhu, don't you want it?"

The handful of snow-white pearls, held in Wu Manshuang's palm, were surprisingly the same color as his palm.

"These aren't enough, can I find some more for you?"

As they were talking, Wu Manshuang came closer.

This was obviously the distance they were used to on a daily basis, and with their close intimacy, there were times when they were even closer.

But at this moment, as Wu Manshuang took a step forward, his unique aura, like the slightly cold and fresh scent of ice and snow, suddenly came over.

“…”

Somehow, Yan Luoyue suddenly felt as if the air was burning.

The hot air was now baking her cheeks.

Yan Luoyue couldn't wait to say something and changed the subject.

But very rarely, she opened her mouth and couldn't find the right words.

The only sound was the increasingly clear heartbeat, echoing in Che Yan Luoyue's chest.

...Moreover, at such a close distance, the sound would definitely not be hidden from Wu Manshuang.

Looking at her in this rare state, Wu Manshuang chuckled and said, "Pearl, I found it for you."

"——What else do you want to say? Slurp? I've said it for you."

"!!!"

"No, no, no, I don't want to sniff this time..."

Yan Luoyue swallowed and casually swept the pearls that Wu Manshuang handed over into her storage bag.

The hot air seemed to expand in size and now reached her ears.

Yan Luoyue said quickly: "Well...I forgot to bring something, I'll go back and get something."

In her entire life, her movements had never been as agile as they were today.

Wu Manshuang had just stretched out her hand when Yan Luoyue dodged it. She walked away at a brisk pace, at first she was just walking quickly, and then she simply jogged.

Yan Luoyue put the back of her hand against her cheek to cool down, but was very surprised to find that she had been smiling the whole time, and the smile was so wide that it could no longer be hidden.

“…Ouch.” She whispered, “Ouch!”

Wu Manshuang only stopped Yan Luoyue for a moment, and when she saw her running away, she did not chase her anymore.

He stood there, watching Yan Luoyue's flustered back, and smiled while shaking his head while talking to himself.

"Really? Why do you always use this excuse..."

He had previously made up an excuse to change clothes, saying he had forgotten something. Now Yan Luoyue hurried away without even giving a new excuse.

Although Yan Luoyue had left, the faint fragrance on her body seemed to still linger on this white sand beach.

Even the small footprints in the sand pit still retained the warmth of Yan Luoyue.

After walking two or three steps forward, Wu Manshuang's face was reflected in the clear stream.

Wu Manshuang looked at her reflection in the water and recalled Yan Luoyue's shy expression before she left...

Subconsciously, Wu Manshuang's cheeks began to feel hot.

Fortunately, Luoyue didn't see this. Wu Manshuang thought to herself: Otherwise, she would definitely become fearless again, and maybe even tease me verbally and push my luck.

...wait, thinking this way, it seems that being seen is not a bad thing.

Shaking her head helplessly, Wu Man Shuang messed up her reflection in the water and muttered to herself with a sigh and a smile.

"Little fake..."

…

Seven days passed in a flash, and the day of farewell finally arrived.

When they first came to the spirit world, there were only Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang.

Now when leaving, Cen Mingxiao and Ji Ying have joined the team.

The two of them will come to the human world as representatives of the spirit world and the demon world respectively to convey the message of cooperation.

Before saying goodbye, Yan Luoyue prepared a pile of bags as big as a hill, which were filled with special materials from the spiritual world.

All four of them had a share, and no one could escape the hard labor of carrying the heavy bag.

Over the years, Yan Luoyue has been everyone's teacher for such a long time, and for a long time, he has been regarded as a "messenger of God" by people in the spiritual world.

In addition, although she did not join the Freedom League, she also obtained the status of a guest official of the Freedom League.

Taking many factors into consideration, Yan Luoyue's popularity in the spiritual world is naturally extraordinary.

What this sentence means is... before Yan Luoyue said goodbye, all his friends came to see him off.

Basically, each of them wore the unique attire of the spirit world, and among them were handsome men with broad shoulders, long legs, straight hair, handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, and honey-colored skin.

What's more, there were many people who had called Yan Luoyue their Taoist friend in the past.

"When will you come back after this separation, Princess Shield?"

"Oh, it's Kafei. Come back when you have the chance - or maybe you will come to our place next time?"

There was also a beautiful girl holding Yan Luoyue's hand, bidding farewell reluctantly, "Dun Fei, when you leave this time, please don't forget me, the Crude Fei."

Yan Luoyue also held the other person's hand and replied sincerely:

"Don't worry, my beloved concubine. Just based on your title, it will be difficult for me to forget you!"

As for the other concubine friends, Yan Luoyue also waved goodbye to them with a smile.

"Goodbye, my beloved concubines!"

Cen Mingxiao stood aside, his face full of anticipation for the new world, his dark eyes carrying the wildness of a leopard.

Many people said goodbye to him, and most of them were responded with a warm hug by this cheerful and open-minded young man.

Because he was going to the human world soon, Wu Man Shuang explained to him the usage of the word "妃" in the human world not long ago.

This caused Cen Mingxiao to want to laugh in his heart when he looked at Yan Luoyue who kept calling her "my beloved concubine".

Especially...

Cen Mingxiao's lips curled up slightly, and he looked in the direction of Wu Manshuang with a teasing look.

Wu Manshuang had a calm expression at this moment, and stood beside Yan Luoyue as usual.

Cen Mingxiao pulled Wu Manshuang aside, patted his shoulder, and teased him in person:

"Hey, brother, you have become more magnanimous. His Majesty is visiting all the concubines today, why don't you show any murderous anger?"

“…”

Hearing this question, Wu Manshuang glanced at Cen Mingxiao slowly.

With a strange smile on his face, he said slowly:

"I taught you last time the common usage of 'concubine' in the world of cultivation, and told you not to speak nonsense."

"Not bad." Cen Mingxiao looked at Wu Manshuang in confusion, "And then?"

Wu Manshuang smiled and said slowly, "Then, today I will teach you another word in the world of cultivation, called 'prime wife'."

Cen Mingxiao: “…”

Cen Mingxiao: “???”

Cen Mingxiao: “!!!”

Seeing Cen Mingxiao's shocked expression, Wu Manshuang laughed happily and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'm just kidding."

Cen Mingxiao narrowed his eyes curiously: "I noticed, brother... you seem to be in a good mood these days."

And not only Wu Manshuang was in a good mood, even Yan Luoyue...she seemed to be in an unusually good mood as well.

There is a small place that makes people care very much.

Wu Manshuang and Yan Luoyue, the Xuanwu duo, don't seem to be as close and fearless as before in recent days.

Wu Manshuang stared at Yan Luoyue's back with a smile, watching her greet each of her friends with full of energy, and finally answered Cen Mingxiao's original question.

"Of course I won't be murderous anymore - it's Luoyue's nature to appreciate beauty, and she always gets happiness from getting along with the people around her. It's normal for her to joke around from time to time."

But apart from the purest appreciation of beauty, the only person who could make Yan Luoyue run away with her heart pounding like a drum and who could keep her company for hundreds of thousands of years - Wu Manshuang was the only one who could do all of this.

Wu Manshuang smiled, pushed through the crowd and walked towards Yan Luoyue. On the way, she stopped a few people who wanted to squeeze in.

"No spiritualization allowed. Everyone line up. If you want to say goodbye, do it in order. Didn't I say no spiritualization allowed? Whose pants are those on the ground? Put them aside and put them on first!"

“…”

Cen Mingxiao stared at Wu Manshuang's back, and always felt that there was a kind of proud aura of a victor in her.

And for some reason, he seemed to sense an inexplicable sense of mockery from that figure:

Do you think I've become more magnanimous? That's because you're all rookies.

Cen Mingxiao: “…”

This may just be an illusion...

Also, is it because he has never had a crush on a girl? He really can't figure out what's going on with these two people!

…

Finally, I said goodbye to everyone who saw me off so enthusiastically. Even though Yan Luoyue was so cheerful and lively, I couldn't help but wipe my sweat silently.

"Finally...Okay, let's leave." Yan Luoyue urged, "Everyone, take your things with you."

The four of them carried the huge packages on their backs, like four little turtles with thick shells, and walked into the passage opened by the key.

Yan Luoyue had walked through this space passage once seven years ago.

It is quite interesting to revisit the old place now.

Subconsciously, as soon as she took a step, she turned her eyes to the side, looking for Wu Manshuang beside her.

"Manshuang, that..."

"What's wrong?" Wu Manshuang looked at her with a smile.

Yan Luoyue coughed lightly: "Nothing."

She subconsciously wanted to share with Wu Manshuang that she had a dream while taking a nap yesterday.

But when I think about it carefully, how can I tell Wu Manshuang about the content of this dream?

As for the dream scene, there is nothing special.

In that dream, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang were lying side by side on two recliners as usual.

At the same time, Yan Luoyue's hand was on Wu Manshuang's belly.

She touched Xiaoshe's abdominal muscles through his clothes. Then, somehow, she felt the sensation under her palm getting thicker and thicker...

In the dream, Yan Luoyue suddenly sat up and asked repeatedly: "Manshuang, are you hungry?"

In the dream, Wu Manshuang uttered a muffled “hmm”.

Yan Luoyue asked quickly: "Then what do you want to eat?"

Wu Manshuang didn't answer at first, but just stared at her without saying a word.

His eyes were filled with a burning heat that made Yan Luoyue's ears feel hot in her dream. She awkwardly withdrew her hands that were pressing on the other person's abdominal muscles.

"Ahem, my hand slipped... Um, do you want to eat anything?"

——Then, Wu Manshuang suddenly took out a calculator from behind her!

——He took out a calculator, friends!

Immediately afterwards, Wu Manshuang began to frantically click a key on the calculator, and the mechanical sound immediately filled Yan Luoyue's eardrums.

“I want to eat…”

"——Return to Zero (Gui Ling), Return to Zero (Gui Ling), Return to Zero (Gui Ling)..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

——Yan Luoyue was startled and suddenly woke up from her dream!