Celia Eva and her men searched around but couldn't find anyone, and they were confused.
Did she arrive too early? Or did she remember the wrong place?
He left quietly with his people as he had come, without attracting anyone else's attention.
Find your final destination in the Kas Mountains, which offers picturesque scenery all year round.
There are beautiful flowers growing everywhere, in a riot of colour, eye-catching.
Of course, if you think they are harmless, you are wrong. They can knock down a magician in minutes, which shows how ferocious they are.
But for Xunmi, it is a beautiful flower bed.
She sleeps on their extra-large petals every day, how beautiful she is.
Ever since she brought the male protagonist here and imprisoned him in a vine tree full of vitality, the guy has been sleeping.
It wasn't fun for her to be alone, but she didn't dare to leave easily for fear of something going wrong.
He had no choice but to run around in the mountains. As a result, in less than half a month, Xunmi had completely turned the entire mountain range into his own backyard.
I remembered it today and went to Earth Bear to get two cans of honey.
Or they could go to the lizard wolf to steal some banana fruits, as well as the jade lion, mugwort green and other magical beasts, none of them could escape her harm.
That day, Xunmi continued to sleep on the petals of a flower that looked very much like a morning glory, with sunlight pouring down above her head. From a distance, she looked like a mountain elf.
No, she is more perfect than an elf.
Her face, set against the backdrop of petals, is dyed a light crimson, more beautiful than peach and plum blossoms.
The closed eyes were gathered into a line that flew diagonally towards the corner of the eyebrows, with a rosy color imprinted in between, revealing a bit of demonic aura for no reason.
Perhaps it was because she was taking a nap among the flowers at the moment, which gave her a charming look.
But the aura she exudes is so elegant and leisurely, so holy that no one dares to desecrate it.
It seems to carry a hint of coolness, like the whiter moon hanging in the starry sky at night, the slightly cool moonlight makes people feel comfortable all over.
She was wearing a soft white long dress, which was elegant yet had a touch of otherworldly temperament.
The wide skirt flows down the body, elegant and luxurious.
Her black jade-like black hair was simply tied up in a few bunches, and the rest was casually draped over her body, like a soft quilt covering her.
The plump and round pearls are randomly dotted in between, making the cloud-like hair look softer, shinier and more lustrous.
The contrast between black, red and white is vivid and eye-catching.
The flowers swayed gently in the breeze, with a very small arc, as if they were afraid of disturbing the people sleeping on them.
The butterfly hovering above her head also tried to slow down the flapping of its wings.
It quietly stays on her black hair, quietly serving as a decoration and adding a touch of mystery to her.
Even the breeze that blew seemed to carry a gentle fragrance, favoring that person.
Derio felt that he had seen the most beautiful scene in the world in an instant, which was enough to be engraved in his mind for a lifetime.
I couldn't help but wonder how enchanting those eyes would be if they were open.
He suddenly wanted to see, really wanted to see himself in those eyes.
He also wanted to know who she was and why she made him want to get close to her so much, want to stand beside her, and want her to keep her eyes on him.
Perhaps his gaze was too scorching, waking the man up. He finally saw the pair of open eyes as he wished, and saw how magnificent and intoxicating they were.
The emerald green pupils, representing vitality, contained a slight haziness of just waking up, and were also slightly moist.
It should be a kind of elegance and indifference, but it seems to contain flames, bright and fierce, making everyone who looks at it have the illusion of being burned.
Even an unintentional blink feels like a little claw scratching the heart, making it itchy and tingling.
She... He wanted her very much, he wanted her very much, to lock her up and keep her in a gorgeous palace, with red carpets and colorful flowers everywhere.
She must be extremely beautiful living there.
His tongue twitched unconsciously, and the light in his eyes flickered, somewhat cold and bloodthirsty.
I approached step by step, raised my hand to touch the person in front of me, only to find that it was actually a child's hand! ! !
Damn it, how could he forget that he is still a little kid.
It would take a long time for him to recover his former tall and handsome appearance. At least he had to sort out the power running around in his body first.
It was depressing. How could he make her his own when he was in this state?
He blinked in confusion. What's wrong with this child? Sometimes he's happy, sometimes angry, and sometimes he's gritting his teeth. He has such a rich expression, he's really cute.
Oh, that’s not right, damn, this is her husband! ! ! !
The only person who could approach her quietly without being discovered by her and who did not reject her at all was her husband.
So, in this life, my husband has become a child again and has been reborn. Why does it feel so familiar?
Oh, I remember now, that world of cultivating immortals was just like the present one.
"Little Caesar, you're awake. Is the power in your body still running wild?"
From the very beginning, Xunmi was planning to take the path of kindness and warmth, and it just so happened that the God of Creation himself was a gentle, tolerant, and compassionate person.
When dealing with those who have been hurt in the past and eventually turned evil, gentleness is the best weapon.
No one can refuse that kind of selfless tender love, and no one can escape the curse of pampering.
Now that she is sure that the other person is her dear husband, she will naturally take better care of him.
"Yeah." He replied, thinking he was very cool, but in fact, to Xunmi, he was just a grumpy child.
"Hehehe...our little Caesar is so adorable. Now, can you tell me why you need to use the Devouring Energy?"
Xunmi sat up from the petals and waved to the child who was still standing two steps away.
Derio walked over with some hesitation, grabbed the outstretched hand, and climbed up the petals.
Flowers: Oh, oh, oh~~~~A little bitch actually comes to snatch adults from us. How can we tolerate this? Get her away, get her away.
As Derio was climbing up, the flowers below suddenly bent down, causing him to stagger and almost fall down.
The suppressed anger in his chest began to spread again, and the devouring energy in his hands spontaneously overflowed.
The flowers all felt the powerful destructive intent and were so stiff that they dared not move.
I was even more devastated inside. Oh my god, this little bitch is so cruel. We are no match for her. What should I do?
My lord, we have no choice but to give you half with great reluctance.
Seeing this, Derio put away his devouring aura with satisfaction, then climbed smoothly to sit next to Xunmi.
If the man didn't seem to like them very much, he wouldn't just scare them.
"Little Caesar, this isn't right. Xiaohua and the others were just joking with you. How could you scare them like that?"
Xunmi tapped the child's forehead twice, chuckled and said something disapproving.
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