Finally, when the sky turned white, Ling Luo breathed a long sigh of relief, with an extremely excited smile on his face, holding a palm-sized stone sculpture of the first quarter moon in his hand.

The texture of the first quarter moon is very clear, the surface is smooth and naive, and there is a charming purple light faintly.

Ling Luo is very satisfied with her work.

Although it was very simple, it was also the first time that she was so focused on doing something interesting.

There was a faint smile on Ling Luo's face, and then he stretched out a finger, and a thin needle-like purple flame of charm condensed out from his fingertips, and on the stone carving of the first quarter moon, a small "Luo" was engraved. Character.

Just when Ling Luo raised her head, she realized that the rising sun had already passed through the clouds and pierced into the sky.

"Oops! It's time for morning class!"

Ling Luo exclaimed, Yan Xiang's extremely stern expression naturally appeared in his mind, and his body trembled involuntarily.

She hurriedly stood up and ran towards the direction of the holy fire peak.

Because the action was too hasty, while running, the first-quarter moon, the size of half a palm, accidentally fell from his waist onto the grass.

Ling Luo didn't notice, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran all the way to the holy fire hall.

At this moment, in a clear spring on the west side of the cliff, a wet face suddenly appeared.

It was a man's face, with wet hair, silver-white, and eyes as blue and clear as the sea. It was an extraordinary beauty, not like anything in the world.

What is different is that the man's ears are different, like smoke, standing up from the silver hair.

This man is not human.

He climbed out of the living spring and landed on the shore, but his tail dangled in the living spring.

Yes, tail.

It was the tail of a mermaid.

On the silver-white scales, there was a blue light like his eyes, and under the rising sun, there was a sparkling water.

The man's eyes were so blue that water dripped out, and he looked towards the place where Ling Luo's figure gradually disappeared.

This hill has always been his.

Because he is here, no one has ever dared to take half a step.

The living spring full of aura on the west side of the cliff is his favorite, so he comes here to take a bath every night.

He is a sea tribe, born in the sea, with long hair, he likes water, and the feeling of light water flowing over his tail.

Even if he left his hometown, shouldered the responsibilities of his tribe, and went to the holy academy of Jialan Empire to practice, he never forgot the sea.

There is no sea in Shengxiu Mountain. After searching for a year, he found such a mountain with a living spring, and he has occupied the mountain as king since then.

But since the arrival of this girl seven days ago, the original quiet life has been completely broken.

She was so strange that she couldn't feel the coercion emanating from herself, so she ran to the edge of the cliff to practice without blushing.

She didn't realize her own existence at all, she devoted herself to cultivation, sometimes frowning, sometimes giggling, and sometimes even roaring at the empty cliff to vent her resentment in her heart.

Noisy.

On the first day, he wanted to kick her directly to the bottom of the cliff to teach her a lesson.

But he was inexplicably attracted by the silver moon she sacrificed, and couldn't help but want to see it one more time.

So, he thought, let's watch it one more night today, if she comes again tomorrow, just kick it.

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