Let's go, stinky sleepyhead. The next day, sunlight spilled once more through the cracks of the Tianling Holy Abyss, and Mu Yingying's ethereal voice slowly sounded, though her delicate, powder-pink cheeks were flushed with a faint blush.
"What's the rush..." Hearing this, Xiao Yan slowly got to his feet, clearly finding yesterday's lingering, unforgettable scenery simply unspeakably marvelous...
"I want to take two of the Holy Flame pillars away." Mu Yingying made a face at Xiao Yan, then spoke with a serious expression.
"Take them. To protect this place, I'll seal it up. It can still be considered a precious land-it would be a pity not to protect it," Xiao Yan laughed.
"Mn." Mu Yingying nodded in agreement, then went off on her own to collect the two pillars.
"Let's go." Several hours later, the Tianling Holy Abyss was completely sealed by Xiao Yan. Unless they were Seven-Star Dou Xian powerhouses, no one would be able to discover or damage this place.
"Mm-mm." At this moment, Mu Yingying smiled brightly.
"But come to think of it... am I the youngest one?" Just as she prepared to move, Mu Yingying asked pointedly.
"Ahem... They're all very gentle." Questioned like this by Mu Yingying, Xiao Yan felt a wave of helplessness in his heart. This kind of matter-if he calmly and collectedly talked it over with Xun Er, she should understand, right?
"Hmph!" Seeing Xiao Yan's hesitant attitude, Mu Yingying gave a spoiled, angry huff, stepped directly into the Time Wormhole, and headed back toward the Ghost Realm.
As for Xiao Sensheng, he had completely said goodbye to Xiao Yan that morning; he took the remaining Nine Halls Yama to the slumbering homelands of their ancestors to awaken them, leaving Xiao Yan once again entirely on his own.
"Swish, swish!" Xiao