Chapter 1042

A little light flies up to the sky and hides in the dark clouds, but after a moment, a little light breaks through the clouds and the dense clouds on the city of dusk disappear.

Moonlight on the earth, stars dotted in the dark night sky, especially beautiful.

Shen Yan, Xiao Mu, stared at the sky that had not been seen for a long time. He could hardly believe his eyes.

In the sunless underground city, unreal friends created a mini night sky for her, but she didn't expect that a certain master would actually move the clouds away

"You've dispelled the dark clouds?" Shen Yanxiao is surprised to see the expressionless repair on his face. The dark clouds that have covered the barren land for thousands of years are just like this No?

Although only the clouds above dusk city were dispersed, the result was hard for Shen Yanxiao to digest.

Ferocious, too ferocious!

Cultivation: "just for a while, the dark clouds over the barren land are brewed by the residual breath of the demons. I can't do it now if I want to completely eliminate them."

Xiu said it was peaceful, but Shen Yanxiao's heart was not at all peaceful.

It can't be done now. Isn't that right after his strength recovers?

Shen Yanxiao stared at Xiu Junmei's peerless side face, his eyes full of doubts.

Xiu turns his head and looks at some little girl who is staring at him.

"You don't want to see the night sky?" Why stare at him.

"Er..." Shen Yanxiao was slightly shocked, and her face was covered with a layer of red. She immediately raised her head, pretending to stare at the bright moon in the night sky.

Look at the moon, look at the moon!

Xiu narrowed his eyes, said nothing, and gazed at the night sky quietly.

Shen Yanxiao didn't see the moonlight for a long time. She was a little distracted. Seeing the moonlight falling on the earth, she printed her long figure. She drew up her lips and jumped on the empty street.

At this moment, Shen Yanxiao is more like her age.

She is like a real girl, lively, bright, wanton laughter, playing.

Xiu, with his hands on his back, followed Shen Yanxiao's body and looked at the vigorous figure. The ice at the bottom of his eyes turned into spring without a sound.

A ring finger, repair the whole street of the crystal, dark city, only a ray of moonlight, lit up Shen Yanxiao's way.

Shen Yanxiao ran to the end of the street and turned to look at the repair not far away.

In the night, he was dressed in white and walked slowly in the moonlight, just like the gods on the moon, which made people unable to move their eyes.

"If the protoss are not extinct, it's probably the same way." Shen Yanxiao could only hear his voice whispering.

The world's admiration for the protoss led people to use all the beautiful and noble words on the Protoss. Shen Yanxiao always thought that it was false and empty, but somehow, she suddenly felt that those beautiful words, if they were used on the one in front of her, were unexpectedly appropriate.

Elegant, handsome, noble and Holy

If Shen Yanxiao is a poet, she will be happy to use all the beautiful words in the world to repair, because no one is more suitable than him.

"What are you thinking?" Xiu walked slowly to Shen Yanxiao and looked down at her.

The tall figure stands in front of Shen Yanxiao, blocking the moonlight, and the shadow belonging to Xiu covers Shen Yanxiao.