Chapter 821

Hearing this question, Immortal Fuli raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Xiaoxian, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why she asked such a question.

Mo Xiaoxian raised his chin and looked at him calmly.

It's true.

I'm not jealous.

Ji Rong sat down at the table, and when she was about to speak, she saw Tai Yuan standing there, and asked after a pause, "Are you sitting too?"

Taiyuan didn't want to sit at first, but after hearing what she said, he nodded and sat down next to her, closely next to her.

Ji Rong: "..." Can I go back on my word?Can I take back what I asked?

Seeing her pale face, Mo Xiaoxian helped her divert her attention and asked the question again.

Ji Rong explained: "For immortals, the focus of spell practice is different. The ancient secrets have been handed down to this day, and many have been lost. Gouyu is very talented in researching ancient secrets. Once by chance After rescuing the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother kept her by her side, so that she could study more ancient secret books for the benefit of the fairy world."

Mo Xiaoxian nodded slightly. For example, Immortal Fuli, Emperor Liancheng and Yonghe, although they are all gods who lived long in ancient times, they have different emphases of practice.

Many gods died on the way due to various reasons. Their spells are recorded in the ancient secret arts. If no one understands them, they will be lost.

Ji Rong said again: "Although Gouyu is by Wangmu's side, she is a sensible person, you can rest assured about that. Well, even Fuli admires her very much."

Mo Xiaoxian's eyes flickered, that's what he was worried about.

But in fact, if you think about it carefully, you are eating boring dry vinegar.

Isn't it just to appreciate a little, so what?

Immortal Fuli saw that her eyes were erratic, as if she had something on his mind, and when he thought of her suddenly asking about Gouyu, he understood a little bit in a flash.

Shaking his head slightly, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Mo Xiaoxian asked puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Rong also looked at him in confusion.

Immortal Fuli's eyes slightly curved: "Happy, I want to laugh."

Mo Xiaoxian: "..." I must be sick.

But seeing that his pupils were cold and clear, staring at her for a moment, Mo Xiaoxian couldn't help laughing.

I laughed and thought, it's over, the disease is contagious.

Ji Rong looked at them with caring eyes for the mentally retarded. Was this a point of laughter?
Tai Yuan's icy expression remained unchanged, his eyes were only fixed on Ji Rong.

When they finished laughing, Ji Rong said blankly: "Are you happy? Now let me tell you some sad news."

Immortal Fuli: "..."

Mo Xiaoxian: "..." I was too happy.

Ji Rong pointed to Taiyuan and said, "Gouyu said that it will take about ten days before we can continue to try, and there is also no guarantee that it will wake up his dusty memory."

"It's okay, don't worry." Mo Xiaoxian curled the corner of her mouth, she was really not in a hurry, she had come here without knowing her background, not bad for a few days.

Moreover, the current life is very satisfied, the past is the past after all, and it doesn't mean much to her.

The present and the future are what matter.

Immortal Fuli was even less anxious, all he cared about was Mo Xiaoxian, she was her, no matter what happened before.
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When I met Yong He while taking a walk at night, and saw a few bandages on his chest, I realized that the injury was worse than expected, and I didn't get much advantage from Ling Xuanji.

Emperor Liancheng was beside him, serving as his human support.

Mo Xiaoxian said with concern: "The injury is not serious, is it?"

(End of this chapter)

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