The wind blew past his robe, rolled up the somewhat messy lapel, and continued to blow away.

Long Shu looked at Xin Wu, and it was impossible to say that he had no knots in his heart. But when she saw him, she seemed not as angry as she imagined. Zi Tong quietly swept across his fairy aura, and she sighed a little: "If you don't come out, the Supreme God will be able to improve your level after closing it."

Xin Wu smiled and couldn't tell any distracting thoughts on his face. He just said, "It's not easy to get to my level, but it's hard to get diligent. Now it happens to be in the seventh level of the realm of transformation. I need someone to help me."

His eyelashes trembled, and Long Shu looked at him blankly.

Zhong Su, who had been silent next to him, finally couldn't help it when he heard this, stepped forward and grabbed Long Shu's hand: "I have something urgent to go home, so I won't bother you to practice God."

Home?

Xin Wu lifted up his eyelids and looked at him lazily. Zhong Su did not avoid it, and faced his gaze head-on, and smiled as if the spring breeze was blowing: "Will the Supreme God learn from that rogue in the world, pass by the precious land, and still collect some money?"

"It's not that." His eyes slid down and fell on the immortal binding rope that was still tied to Long Shu. Xin Wuyan sneered, "I just want to ask if Princess Long Shu is willing to help this."

His heart was slightly tightened, and Zhong Su tightened Long Shu's hand. After a moment, he realized that he was too strong, so he let go a little more.

Whether Long Shu would like to do it or not, would he still have to ask? From the first moment he met her, Zhong Su knew that she had an obsession. The obsession supported her to crawl out of the cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts. Her soul was severely damaged, and she finally survived.

At first, Zhong Su thought she was like him and had hatred in her heart. But compared to his pure and decisive hatred, she was indecisive to Xin Wu, and sometimes, he could even detect her love.

That's why he didn't want her to leave the Netherworld.

If she hadn't really wanted to take revenge, if she hadn't been depressed day after day, he wouldn't have let her go back to the world.

After all, he was soft-hearted and caused a big mistake.

The corners of his mouth were pursed into a line, and Zhong Su opened his mouth, hoping to refuse Long Shu before he could answer.

However, Long Shu still spoke, his voice crisp and pretty: "Help?"

He uncomfortably pulled the corners of his lips and smiled. Slowly, his smile became more and more natural. Long Shu raised his eyes, looked at Xin Wu deeply, and replied seriously: "I don't want to."

Zhong Su was stunned, and finally couldn't control his expression and looked at her in astonishment.

Xin Wu was not in any trouble. As if he had foreseen that she would say this in the morning, he just shook his sleeves impatiently: "I have always been a bad person, I ignore the law of the sky, and I am even more merciless. I just asked, it was already thoughtful and thoughtful. Whether you want to do so or not has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, after a roll of wind, Long Shu fell from Zhong Su's hand into his arms.

Zhong Su was distracted, and suddenly he was taken advantage of by someone. He immediately looked down and turned into a magic weapon to fight.

The world is not a good place, especially the rising sun is in full swing. If he has two points of rationality, he should have left earlier. However, Xin Wu is so angry that he is just a soul. If he just lets people out like this, then when will he meet again next time? It is hard to say.

Thinking of this, Zhong Su immediately flew up and attacked.

In the early morning, there was a lot of fog in the fairy mountains, birds and beasts were singing, and it was quiet, but there was lightning and thunder in the air, which was very lively.

Long Shu was worried that his soul would be injured at first, but after the two of them had made a few moves, she felt something was wrong.

Whose soul can still sense the temperature when holding someone?

Although Xin Wu has always had a cold body, the touch is always different from that of the flesh-and-blooded soul. She is so familiar that she soon discovered it.

This person is the real body.

Zhong Su didn't know that he was defeated step by step, his face full of annoyance. His soul has always been only one-seventh of his power, and he couldn't even beat Xin Wu one-seventh of his power?

"Forget it." During the battle of motivation, Long Shu frowned and spoke, looking at Zhong Su, "I'll go back in a few days, you can go first."

His eyes were red due to the blow, and Zhong Su looked at her with a heavy breath, with blue veins faintly on his forehead.

"You still can't let him go?"

This is not a question of whether you can let go or not. Long Shu shook his head: "If you hit you again, you will be seriously injured. With your intelligence, you should be able to see the situation clearly."

Yes, Zhong Su has always been the best at power, can bend and stretch, and will never act like a reckless man. Logically speaking, he should have stopped after the third move. However, when he looked at Xin Wu's sarcastic expression, Zhong Su felt unwilling to accept it.

There is no reason to speak of, just unwilling to give up.

Click—

The collision of fairy energy and demonic energy exploded into a fog flower like ink in the air.

Zhong Su pulled back, his body almost transparently illuminated by the bright rising sun.

Long Shu looked at him silently, still feeling a little reluctant, so he simply pinched the trick and used a thousand-mile escape technique to send him away.

"Oh." The person who was holding her behind her pressed against her ear and chuckled, "Are you so afraid that I will hurt him?"

"The God of the Supreme One must be at the end of his strength." Without turning his head, Long Shu lowered his eyes, "If you have enough trouble, go to retreat. I can keep you for two days."

The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and Xin Wu squinted his eyes and twisted her long hair: "Two days?"

"Only two days."

"You just can't bear to leave him?" he sneered, "I still feel that you have suffered in the Netherworld, and I feel a little sad."

"Thank you, God."

He reached out and untied the immortal binding rope, and Long Shu took him back to the immortal cultivation cave halfway up the mountain with expressionless expression.

Xin Wu stared at her without blinking. After seeing that she had lost a lot of weight, he smiled again: "You can't eat or sleep because of Dui Feng's death?"

This person always speaks like this. He likes to expose his own scars and also likes to make others unhappy with him.

If Long Shu had heard this before, she would feel disgusted. She would not owe Dui Feng anything, and she would not be sad because of Dui Feng's death. In the world, except for Xin Wu, others in her eyes are life and death.

But now, maybe she was living in the Netherworld so uncomfortable that she felt that this thing was not painful: "No, I just got thrown down from the sky, and I slept well and ate a lot of creatures. Later, I fell into the cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts and was eaten by the soul. The immortal energy was difficult to maintain, so I lost weight."

His breathing was slightly suffocated, and the light in Xin Wu's eyes dimmed a little: "Are you complaining to me?"

"Not that." Long Shu smiled faintly, "I have never tasted any sweetness in my life, and I don't know what bitterness is. I just talk about family matters. If the Supreme God doesn't like to listen, I won't say it."

His chest was slightly ups and downs, Xin Wu pursed his lips and said calmly: "Please keep the gate, I will be cured in ten days."

"Sorry, it's only two days." She shook her head.
Chapter completed!