Zhuyue told Xi Mutong that she hoped to cut off the immortal root before she died, which made Xi Mutong fall into a heartbroken daze.

For the immortal people, cutting off the immortal root means that they can only be scattered into dust particles after death, and it is impossible for her to collect the soul into the Ximu Spirit Bead and put it into the Immortal Spirit Mound. So if she did, she would never find him again in the world.

How can this work? She would rather die a thousand times than let Zhuyue go. Can she not understand the so-called exchange of life for life? Since she has decided to go to the Eastern Capital alone, she is ready to die for him.

But this thought, she couldn't say to him, so for the first time in hundreds of years, she hit him, and that slap was so loud in the still night that it shook her heart, and once again shattered into countless pieces.

She leaned down, gently stroked Zhuyue's beaten face, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Zhuyue could no longer control herself, the last line of defense in her heart, she was overwhelmed by the surging emotions, and reached out and hugged her into her arms.

He hugged so tightly that his body was shaking violently.

He couldn't help but ask himself, had he been waiting for a thousand years for this hug, and hugging her in his arms was like hugging a piece of a thousand years of ice, but he was willing to give her all his body temperature. In a hundred years, he finally had the courage to stretch out his arms to her, but perhaps it was the last time in this life.

Xi Mutong did not refuse, her heart was like a wave rolling, but she couldn't cry. She was willing to be held by him like this, as long as he was no longer so stubborn to leave.

Then, she silently raised her hand behind him, and the starlight of the Celestial Zen flashed, and he lost consciousness.

Early the next morning, Xi Mutong came to the front of the Floating Life Palace.

Shui Ling'er was standing at the door of the dormitory, hesitating to call the master. Xi Mutong beckoned to him, and he ran over like a rabbit.

Shui Ling'er opened her eyes and looked at Xi Mutong, feeling that Aunt Shizu couldn't say anything special today.

Her long black hair had been tied up and held firmly in place with a plain white crescent hairpin. Two white silk hairbands fluttered down, and without the green silk as a companion, they could only be scattered on their shoulders alone. She changed into a moon-white arrow sleeve corset, and the whole person looked like a handsome knight. If you evaluate it by men's standards, the current aunt seems to be more handsome than the master.

He is so beautiful in his heart all day long.

But in addition to wearing men's clothes, my aunt also has a burden on her shoulders, is she going to go far away?

"Aunt Shizu, where are you going?" asked Shui Ling'er with a little face.

"Ling'er, my aunt is going down the mountain to do some errands, and she will come back in ten days and a half months. ”

"Oh, it's been so long, Auntie, are you going to say goodbye to the master? He seems to be still sleeping. He rubbed his little nose and muttered.

Xi Mutong glanced at Zhuyue's door nostalgically, stroked his little brain and said, "Ling'er, your master is tired these days, let him sleep." No matter how long he sleeps, don't bother, okay?"

"Good. He nodded obediently.

Before Xi Mutong thought of something again, he pulled him and said, "Ling'er, my aunt has something to ask you for." ”

When Shui Ling'er heard this, she was overjoyed, and a sense of pride spontaneously arose: Is this really seeing herself as an adult? Even her aunt and uncle have begun to entrust themselves with errands!

He nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

Xi Mutong smiled and said, "In case your master wakes up before your aunt comes back, you have to use every means to keep him and prevent him from leaving Jiluo Mountain, can you do this?"

Shui Ling'er was a little stupid when she heard this, and her mind was confused: "Don't let the master leave Jiluo Mountain? Why? This is not easy, I may not be able to do it! Unless, my aunt wants the master not to let Ling'er leave Jiluo Mountain, then there is no problem with the quasi-guarantee." Now, what's the other way around?"

Xi Mutong saw that he was silent, so he coaxed: "Ling'er, look, my aunt has been going down the mountain for so long, and the responsibility of guarding the entire Luoyin Zhuyu has been handed over to your master." What if a bad guy comes when he leaves?"

Shui Ling'er tilted her neck and thought about it, feeling very reasonable, so she patted her little chest and said: "Ling'er understands, aunt, please rest assured, if the master wakes up, disobedient, and wants to go down the mountain to play, Ling'er will sue him, and my aunt will not allow it, and ask him to take good care of Luoyin Zhuyu!"

Children are really easy to deceive, Xi Mutong couldn't help but smile and nodded. And that shallow smile, as light as water waves, is so beautiful that Shui Ling'er is intoxicated.

Thinking that Aunt Shizu was going to leave for so long, he couldn't see her, so he jumped up and hugged her, "snapped", and kissed her on the face. After this kiss, he felt that his lips were frozen together, and he couldn't open them.