The sun receded and hung lazily in the sky.

Across the boundless sky, two figures quietly fell into the valley. The shadows of the trees obscured the endless view of the valley, leaving only a trace of deep green and ink.

As soon as he entered the valley, the cool breath came to his face, and after taking a breath of cool air, Ziyue turned his head, looked at the cold and quiet man beside him, and helplessly pulled the corners of his lips.

"Night, Miss Feng has no malice"

As the owner, it is reasonable to talk to customers, but I wonder why Night is so resistant? Is it because you are not used to strangers?

Phantom Night Phoenix's eyes condensed slightly, and said lightly: "Her heart is not pure"

His eyes can see through people's souls, and there is nothing hidden in his eyes, and although the woman's face is beautiful, her mind is deep, and she is not so harmless as she looks.

He has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he has long seen through the greed and selfishness of people's hearts, and every disaster, every disaster, is caused by the lack of people's hearts, including the plague three years ago.

The world is forever complaining about heaven and earth, but it has never reflected on itself, and has never thought about what contentment is, until the demand is excessive, and the calamity comes, then they know panic, and then they pray weakly, humble and cowardly.

Ten years ago, there was a great catastrophe of the Holy Spirit, which filled the heavens and the earth, the corpses were strewn all over the field, thousands of people were displaced, the expressions were sad, and the whole world was full of mourning.

At that time, he lived above the nine heavens, and when he saw the gloomy clouds in the sky and the sorrow of all things, he took action to relieve the great calamity, and the Holy Spirit returned to the splendid city of the past.

However, disasters cannot stop people's greed, and those who have survived a catastrophe have intensified, released the greed in their hearts more frantically, and broken through the limits of desire again and again.

After seven years of sedimentation, the catastrophe broke out violently, the plague swept through the Holy Spirit Continent, taking countless lives with it, and the people kept praying and shouting, but they never waited for the person who saved them to appear, until the plague ended.

That time, he didn't strike again.

The cause of all calamities is due to impure hearts, greed and darkness, so there will be strife and fighting, so he does not want to live in the world, and he does not want to touch anyone with impure hearts.

He doesn't want to be stained with the filth of the world.

Only the girl in front of him, pure without a trace of filth, just like the snow lotus blooming in the holy water heavenly pool, crystal flawless and unstained with dust, he was inexplicably unwilling to resist.

Ziyue blinked, not understanding why Phantom Night said this, but she didn't ask too much, people living in the mortal realm breathe in filthy air all day long, and it is difficult for them to be clear-minded.

How many people in the world are there who are as pure as the night? It's not surprising that he doesn't like the Mortal Domain, and he doesn't like the people of the Mortal Domain.

"Moon likes osmanthus tea?" Phantom Night asked suddenly

Ziyue was slightly stunned, and reflected it for a moment, thinking that when she was in Baiwei Zhai just now, her frequent drinking of osmanthus tea made him see it, so he smiled and nodded, "I like osmanthus, I like its fragrance and fragrance, so I prefer osmanthus tea."

The phantom night phoenix's eyes condensed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a set of exquisite tea sets carved in blue and white appeared in front of him. Phantom Night took the tea set, and then magically folded a branch of osmanthus, picked the petals and put them in the pot, led the spring to fill the teapot, fingers lightly, a cluster of orchid flames rose from the bottom of the pot, only a moment, the sweet osmanthus fragrance overflowed from the mouth of the pot.

Phantom Night put away the fire, took a tea bowl, poured the boiled osmanthus tea into the tea bowl, and then handed it to Ziyue, "Drink and see"

Ziyue took it carefully, smelled the fragrance of tea that soaked into her nose, and sighed in her heart, this bowl of osmanthus tea, with the fragrance of tea alone, is far better than Baiwei Zhai.