I even thought about going to heaven.
Later, these speculations were all overturned.
Simply...
No guessing.
Sending Fengqian to protect Mu Yan's soul fragment was the best choice.
As long as the divine power is close to the soul fragment, it will automatically purify the dark air.
The latter, the system did not say.
Lord God has his own considerations.
And the host...
A mystery indeed.
Feng Qian was thoughtful.
It turned out that this is the meaning of protection in the mouth of the Lord God.
crime realm...
It seems that we still need to protect the debris well in the future.
If someone from the realm of sin takes advantage of it to enter, wouldn't His Highness fail in the experience?
Seriously, even the soul is broken and cannot be condensed.
Thinking of this, the girl frowned slightly.
"So, in this plane, the fragments will be blackened because they are contaminated with the aura of darkness?"
"Yes, the host. However, as long as the host finds the divine power stored in the small plane by the Lord God, it can completely purify the dark aura in His Highness's fragment."
It turned out to be so.
No wonder, His Royal Highness, the symbol of the gods, will bring a bit of darkness when the soul fragments are scattered on the small plane.
It's actually the realm of crime.
Feng Qian also thought that when he first entered the small plane, the main task released by the system——
Prevent debris from blackening.
It seems that at that time, the fragments were already contaminated with dark air.
The fragments of His Highness are really fragile.
Feng Qian raised her eyes to look at the young man beside her.
There was still a bit of divine power left on the boy's eyebrows.
very weak.
The wind is shallow but can be clearly felt.
The girl stood on tiptoe slightly and put her small hand on the boy's forehead.
She tilted her head slightly.
"Is Ah Qing feeling unwell?"
The girl stared at the boy seriously, and there was a bit of worry in her beautiful eyes.
The young man lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly.
"fine."
Just now, there seems to be a very gentle force infiltrating from the heart of his eyebrows.
Like the mild sunshine in June, it suddenly spreads all over the corners of my heart, driving away the haze that has accumulated for a long time.
This feeling is very strange.
The boy clenched his palms tightly, put the beads into his sleeves gently, and turned to hold the corner of the girl's clothes.
He lowered his eyes and said softly, "Master, are you tired?"
"Um?"
Feng Qian blinked his eyes.
The little hand withdrew from the boy's forehead and looked up at the other party.
The teenager pursed his thin lips and whispered, "I can... hug Master."
Nan Qing seems to feel that it is really inappropriate to say such a thing here.
He bit his lower lip lightly, his eyes drooping lower.
Xianbai's fingers tightly held the corner of the girl's clothes, and she looked down quietly.
The girl was stunned.
Some surprises.
After reacting, Feng Qian raised her hand to hold the boy's cheek, with a bit of sparkle in her eyes.
"Want to hug me?"
Um.
OK.
Just don't have to walk.
Being asked this by the girl, Nan Qing couldn't help but feel shy again.
Feng Qian blinked.
Poor little shards are also awkward.
Mingming said he wanted to hug her, but now he looks like a girl.
Not being shy.
The teenager pinched the corner of the girl's clothes with his fingertips, and his pleasant voice almost came out of his chest: "Well."
Dumb and dull.
But it's very nice, it can make people's ears numb.
Feng Qian touched his earlobe a little uncomfortably.
Ugh.
The fragments not only look good, but the sound is so irresistible.
The girl sighed slightly.
The little hand hugged Nan Qing's neck tightly.
The dark eyes stared at the young man without blinking.
Nan Qing was startled.
You know, the girl has agreed and is ready.
The boy lowered his eyes, bent down slightly, released the corner of the girl's clothes with his right hand, and passed it under the other's knees.
With only a little force, he easily picked up the girl.