Jinjue was no exception. He had never seen such interesting things before.
Ruan Mian hid his face, and to others he looked just an ordinary person.
"Are you hungry?"
He was embarrassed to say it, but Ruan Mian glanced at his empty belly and knew that he hadn't eaten for at least a day.
I bought him candied haws and scallion pancakes.
"Sister Fairy, do you want to taste it?"
Ruan Mian shook her head. She had no desire to eat. For people with high cultivation, earthly food was nothing but dregs and harmful rather than beneficial.
As the little guy played, he lost his restraint and asked to go rowing.
The girl was with him, after all...
This is the last time of his life.
The noise gradually died down, the people in the night market dispersed, and dawn approached.
Jinjue had fallen asleep long ago, curled up next to Ruan Mian.
In the inn.
The girl unfolded the scroll and found the center of the formation. The next step was to point to the Tianluan Sect. It was time to talk to the second elder and bring Yan Zhiyue along.
Seven days later, when the North Star shines, when yin and yang alternate, when life cycles, the gates of hell open.
Best for summoning the dead.
The little guy woke up in a daze and cried, "Don't leave me..."
Ruan Mian put away the scroll, sat on the edge of the bed and picked him up.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
He slept for two more hours.
"I have to go out for a while, so stay in the house and don't run around. Wait until I come back, okay?"
Next to Jinjue are piles of strange and weird stories that I bought yesterday. Children like to read these.
"Yes, I'm very obedient, don't worry, Sister Fairy."
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