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Candle Moth didn't understand the meaning of the words in this travel note. She thought it was very ridiculous. Although she was a demon, she had also traveled to the seaside before making a deal with Liang Xing. Naturally, this fish could not have wings, and so did birds. There will be no scales.

The words on the travel notes were like childish words, and she didn't think there was anything special.

On the other hand, the word "Zhu Zhuo" is written on it, and the handwriting is particularly clear. I think the person who wrote it wrote it down with great force.

The candle moth thought that the person who wrote this string of words should be very concerned about "zhuozhuo".

She had never paid attention to anything around her, but she always felt that the word "Zuozhuo" appeared somewhere.

When Ji Qingzhuo entered the palace in place of Ning Xian, in order to prevent others from being suspicious when Shen Rongyu called her "Zuo Zhuo", the Ning family called her "Zuo Zhuo" in small characters. Candle Moth had heard the news, but She never cared about the affairs of the people in the palace, she just felt familiar.

"Zhu Zhuo?" Candle Moth repeated the title, her voice involuntarily flattened, because she was influenced by this string of handwriting, he cared about her very much, with careful tenderness.

She hadn't researched the information hidden in these items in the box, and the rest of the letterhead had no special meaning, just a lover communication like "I miss you so much."

Candle Moth felt that what happened recently was very strange, and felt a little panic. This panic was not brought by the two monks who visited the palace tonight, but she felt as if she had spied on something that she should not know. secret.

Her fingertips lit up, and she wanted to burn the written travel journal, but she glanced at the handwriting again—when writing this string of words, the child should take this sentence as true That's right... There are really winged swimming fish and scaled birds.

Funny and pathetic.

The candle moth put the travel note back, and only resealed the seal.

There, Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu returned to the Youzhu Garden. Later, when the cold wind blew at night, Ji Qingzhuo felt a little cold and sneezed.

Shen Rongyu took her hand and led her back. He knew that it was the temperature of his body that made Ji Qingzhuo feel cold. She was weak and could not stand the cold.

He put his warm big palm on her cheek, lowered his eyes and asked, "Is it still cold?"

Ji Qingzhuo shook her head. She pushed open the door of Youzhu Garden and walked in. There was a heat preservation food box in the courtyard. Inside were the dishes that were given to her by the palace, and it was still warm at night.

She wasn't too hungry either, she just felt blocked, as if she had to do something to calm herself down.

Ji Qingzhuo knew clearly and clearly that the reason for her unease came from herself. She was too... too weak. How can she protect Shen Rongyu? He is so powerful, and he is the one who needs to be protected.

"Xiaoyu, can I practice?" Ji Qingzhuo asked him.

"So urgent today?" Shen Rongyu walked into the hall with her, he asked in a low voice.

Usually, he first proposed cultivation, and Ji Qingzhuo was often not interested in it.

Ji Qingzhuo nodded: "I want to get to Jindan quickly."

When she arrives at Jindan, she should be able to use the umbrella more easily, and the mirror array she has developed herself can also be useful.

But... she even had to rely on him for her cultivation.

Ji Qingzhuo's hand hidden in her sleeve clenched tightly, she pursed her lips, and only felt an indescribable discomfort.

She is almost never sad for herself, but when she sees what others are going through, she feels the same, and her emotions are often affected by the outside world.

Peeling off her hard and unfamiliar shell, she has always been soft and sensitive, and any thorn can pierce her heart heavily. Only the protective wall that keeps people from thousands of miles away can protect her heart.

Shen Rongyu narrowed her eyes and pulled her into her arms. His hand touched her eyelashes, and in turn began to comfort her: "It's just the past."

"I'm fine now, aren't I?" Shen Rongyu's voice was calm.

"En." Ji Qingzhuo responded briefly, and Shen Rongyu clenched her wrist tightly.

Her consciousness floated up and she came to the cultivation space. The red airflow stopped in front of her, tilting her head to observe her.

In the past, the red airflow took the initiative to greet her and threw her down enthusiastically, but this time, Ji Qingzhuo lowered his head and slammed into the red airflow's arms.

"Xiaoyu." She called him.

"Huh?" The red airflow kissed the corner of her lips and whispered, "Zhu Zhuo."

He was very happy that she could take the initiative, so he enthusiastically entangled him again until Ji Qingzhuo was almost out of breath.

Ji Qingzhuo hugged his hands shaking, what happened tonight always felt unreal to her, she still had a secret, she didn't tell Shen Rongyu, because she didn't know what happened. .

In the face of this passionate red airflow, and being imprisoned in a very small space by him, Ji Qingzhuo felt safe before he dared to speak out what was in his heart.

——Speaking to the red airflow, Shen Rongyu could not know, so Ji Qingzhuo was willing to share this matter.

She hugged the red airflow, put her chin on the big palm he handed over, opened her lips, and said in a mournful tone: "Xiaoyu, I looked at her eyes for a long time."

The "she" in Ji Qingzhuo's words was naturally a candle moth.

"Her eyes are not where they should be, and they are very big, so I always look at them involuntarily." Ji Qingzhuo looked at her red eyes and was a little tired, so she closed her eyes. The countless compound eyes of candle moths seemed to appear in his mind again.

"I think we're leaving, if only she could open the relief wall and let us go." Ji Qingzhuo's lips trembled, and her every word was filled with panic, "I think so, looking at her eyes, she did just that."

"She is a candle moth, why does she... listen to me?"

She took a deep breath, as if it was extremely difficult to say these words, Shen Rongyu's red air had already gained some consciousness, and when Ji Qingzhuo said these words, even he was stunned.

Destroying a soul with an eye... In this world of immortal cultivation, the only one who is well-known to possess this ability is Desolate Erosion.

The red airflow climbed up from Ji Qingzhuo's neck, he held her lips, so that she could not speak, only made a whimpering sound.

This kiss was particularly heavy, and the red airflow had not been so domineering for a long time.

"Zuo Zhuo." The red air couldn't help calling her, "Don't be afraid."

Ji Qingzhuo is not afraid, she is just uneasy, she doesn't know who she is.

When Jiang Qianke wanted to kill her, did he really kill her wrongly?

"Zuo Zhuo, forget about it." The red air flow leaned towards her, he already had a human shape, and even his face had a slightly handsome outline.

Ji Qingzhuo gave a faint "um", but when she closed her eyes, the picture still kept appearing. The candle moth moved like a puppet controlled by a wire... She didn't understand why it was like this.

The fingertips of the red air stroked her trembling lips, and he knew she was still thinking about it.

So, he called her "Zhu Zhuo" again and again, which made Ji Qingzhuo open his eyes.

Ji Qingzhuo looked at him, the red airflow lowered his head, and lightly pecked and kissed her half-lifted eyelashes, and the kiss was instant.

The red airflow repeated: "Zuo Zhuo, you have to forget about this."

His forehead was against Ji Qingzhuo's forehead, until the next moment, on top of his blurred face, he opened his eyes, and he turned his eyes out again.

Ji Qingzhuo looked at him, looking at each other, her mind seemed to sink into these beautiful eyes.

Ji Qingzhuo's eyes widened, and she suddenly lost her mind for a moment. She realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

Her memory was temporarily sealed.

Shen Rongyu will indeed erode his housekeeping skills. When he killed Jiang Qianke, he had already used this trick of soul-snatching manipulation. In the end, Jiang Qianke couldn't even make a struggleand , he is using his actions to prove that the person who can control the soul is not Ji Qingzhuo. He wants to let Jiang Qianke, who thinks that only one person in the world can control the soul, die in remorse.

However, he clearly knew that he went to think about his mother tonight. He didn't look at Candle Moth, and he didn't bother to look at her. It was true that only Ji Qingzhuo looked at her.

If what Ji Qingzhuo said is true...she...

The emotion of the red airflow is more fiery and pure than the complete Shen Rongyu, so at this moment, the desire for protection exceeds the suspicion, he wants her to forget, she must forget.

Of course, Ji Qingzhuo also listened to her obediently, she seemed unable to refuse his request.

When Ji Qingzhuo woke up, she had forgotten that she had looked at Candle Moth tonight.

She rubbed her eyebrows, always feeling empty in her heart.

"The foundation is built at the third level." Shen Rongyu probed her cultivation base and said.

He himself didn't know what happened in the cultivation space, only a few fragmentary pictures flashed in his mind, but he couldn't piece it all together.

"Yeah." Ji Qingzhuo pushed his shoulder and withdrew from his arms. She whispered, "I'll try harder."

She took out the umbrella that she hadn't taken out for a long time, held it in her arms, and stroked the surface of the umbrella.

Shen Rongyu's back muscles tightened immediately, and the red tan on the back of his neck also lit up faintly, bringing a little scorching warmth.

"If you can..." Ji Qingzhuo bit her lip and murmured again.

She has always listened to Shen Rongyu's words. Shen Rongyu told her what she wanted to say, and she didn't have to worry about being rejected, so she just said it.

"After the candle moth is transformed, can I still...follow...follow you?" Ji Qingzhuo's words were a little hesitant, and it seemed that it was very difficult for her to say such a thing, "My cultivation base should be very high. It won't be too bad soon."

Shen Rongyu looked at her bowed head, his eyelashes trembled lightly. At first, he only regarded her as a piece of wood that could be amused, so he chose to approach her to see her various reactions due to changes in the outside world.

But... in the current situation, he felt that Ji Qingzhuo was... dangerous by his side.

He's used to it alone, and if he brings Ji Qingzhuo with him, I'm afraid future changes will hurt her.

So he turned his head to the side, and said decisively: "No."

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo answered quickly, she stood up holding the umbrella, "Then I'm going to sleep."

"En." Shen Rongyu responded.

Ji Qingzhuo returned to the room. He was silent for a long time in the main room. After all, he couldn't fall asleep. He only mentioned the Snow Burying Sword beside him, and went to practice the sword in the courtyard again.

While Ji Qingzhuo was in the room, he took out the small mirror represented by the system, and was about to ask the system what to do now.

But before she could speak, the system spoke first.

"Congratulations, host, you have accumulated enough goodwill to unlock my next function."