Jiuniang raised her hand, touched Jiujiu's cheek and whispered, "I've only had you a child in my life. I don't ask you how to stand out. I just hope you can be safe, free and healthy."

Nine niangs lifted up the corners of her mouth and showed a light smile. A thin wrinkle appeared on both sides of her cheeks, which made her cheeks look much older, but also a little more static beauty precipitated by years.

"My mother knows that your demon is powerful and will live longer than me. I also know that your highness xirang treats you differently. However, jiuer, you must remember that you are a demon, he is an immortal, and he will rule the fairy world in the future. It is impossible for you and him."

Jiuniang is the fairy pet of the fairy mother. Naturally, she knows Jiujiu and xirang like the back of her hand, but because she knows it like the back of her hand, she will understand more. Whether xirang likes Jiujiu or Jiujiu likes xirang, it is a disaster.

Although the fairy mother's reputation is excellent, if things involve Xi soil, she will not sit idly by. Moreover, Jiujiu's identity is too low. It is calculated that Xi soil will not agree no matter how much she likes her.

Even if he reluctantly agreed in the end, he could only be a concubine.

What's the difference between a concubine and a slave.

Rather than make Jiujiu sad at last, it's better to break her mind from the beginning and tell her that it's impossible for you to get in touch with her.

Jiujiu didn't expect that Jiuniang should also see this thing clearly. She was stunned and made a sound.

Jiuniang looked down at Jiujiu and determined that Jiujiu really knew rather than perfunctory herself.

The warm palm gently crossed Jiujiu's cheek, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted up, revealing a smile, and whispered, "jiuer, if one day, your mother is gone, you must live well, you know?"

Although she was not in Jiuniang's side since childhood, Jiujiu knew how good Jiuniang was to herself.

I just came to xirang. Jiuniang would go to see herself once she was free. She would bring some things to play with each time. When she grew up, she would give herself some small clothes she made herself.

Even if they didn't get along for a long time, Jiuniang treated her with a heart.

The most precious thing in the world is the heart that is sincere to you.

Jiujiu has no mother daughter affection for Jiuniang, but respects Jiuniang because she is a qualified mother.

Thinking that such a good nine Niang would be gone, Jiujiu's heart couldn't help being sad.

Holding Jiuniang's warm and soft hand, Jiujiu gently pasted her cheek on Jiuniang's palm, rubbed it, and said softly, "Mom, you won't die. You have to watch jiuer get married."

Nine niangs chuckled, her face was quiet, just like looking at an unreasonable child, and said in a flat tone: "Jiu'er, whether human or God, is inherently dead. A mortal has only a short life of dozens of years, and her mother has lived for 100000 years, and she has lived enough. Jiu'er, promise her mother that no matter what kind of man you will meet in the future, you don't like xiearth, your highness."

Jiuniang's gentle eyes firmly looked at Jiujiu. Jiujiu was kind. If she didn't promise Jiuniang, Jiuniang wouldn't let her leave.

Jiujiu sipped her lips, nodded and said, "Mom, I promise you that no matter what kind of person I will meet in the future, I won't like Xi soil, but your body."

Nine niangs shook her head: "I know my body. It's getting late. You can go back."

Nine niangs finished and walked towards the house.

Jiujiu looked at Jiuniang's back until she couldn't see it anymore.

When she returned to Xirang palace, xirang hadn't come back yet. Jiujiu went to xirang and took some pills and asked someone to give them to Jiuniang. Then she sat on the small step with her chin and waited quietly for xirang to come back.

Unexpectedly, the fairy mother called Xi earth this time for the sake of her experience.

Sure enough, when Xi came back, Jiu Jiu heard him say he wanted to go down to earth to experience, and Jiu Jiu naturally went with him.

Jiujiu silently said goodbye to Mo Li, and went on the road with Xi soil.

It was already dusk when they arrived on earth. Xirang took Jiujiu to an inn. After they asked for two rooms, they ordered some food and ate in the hall.

But not long after they entered the door, there was still light outside. They saw the waiter closing the door in a hurry.

Aware of the strange look of the waiter, Jiujiu couldn't help looking at the waiter more. While eating the food under his hand, he asked, "brother, why did you close the door so early? Don't you do business today?"

Hearing Jiu Jiu's question, the second brother picked up the rag and said, "you came out at a glance, my guest."

Jiujiu: "why do you say that?"

The little second brother sighed and said hesitantly, "girl, you don't know. In fact, we weren't like this before, but it has been like this since a strange thing happened."

"Strange?" Jiujiu blinked, looked askance at the waiter, thought about it, took out a piece of silver from her arms, threw it to the waiter and said, "tell me."

The waiter ignored Jiujiu's skill and gossip because it was boring. Unexpectedly, he would get silver. The waiter subconsciously put the silver on his mouth and bit it. After confirming that it was true, he hid the seal on his chest. Then he came to Jiujiu's ear and whispered, "girl, you don't know. We are haunted."

"Haunted?" Xi ran frowned slightly and said in a loud voice, "how can there be ghosts in the world? Isn't there a ghost in your heart?"

The sophomore didn't expect Xi earth to be afraid of ghosts. Instead, he trembled, shook his head and waved his hand to deny: "how can I be afraid of ghosts? It's just a ghost. It's a little mysterious."

The waiter said, with a look of fear on his face, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Jiujiu shook her little feet, raised her chin with interest, looked at the waiter and asked, "a ghost is a ghost. What can be different? Is it because he is beautiful?"

"Hey, don't tell me. The ghost really looks like an immortal." the waiter touched his chin and looked back with a salivating smile. At the end of the thought, he sighed: "if it wasn't a ghost, how many CHILDES would you like to bow down."

"So, are you afraid of the good-looking ghost?"

"That's not true." the waiter sighed, turned his head and looked around. Seeing that there was no one in the inn, he simply walked to Jiujiu and said with foam: "Girl, you don't know. Our town is called Lianhua town. The harvest of a year depends on the lotus roots in the lotus pool. Almost all the people in our town can swim. Li San is a good swimmer. He can't breathe for a quarter of an hour."