I don’t know how long it took, Ling Bai slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were pure white, which was vague and could not see clearly.

Ling Bai never believed in God because God was just a human with powerful power. But the face he came over was pure and flawless, dyed with a warm light, like a goddess bowing her head and kissing a mortal's forehead.

He was inexplicably dazed, trying to look up to see the face clearly, and vaguely smelled the warm and gentle breath of the goddess, carrying the charming fragrance of flowers and plants after the rain.

"Are you going to be a hooligan when you wake up?"

When he was about to put his face up, the other party said slowly.

"Sister Mu Yao?"

The vision gradually became clear. It turned out that he was lying under a big tree in the Ice and Fire Eye. The dim sunset was falling, and the dull sunlight casts shadows on the ground. The evening breeze poured in and wandered in every corner of the Ice and Fire Eye.

"Well, it's not a goddess, it's a sister. Are you disappointed?"

Perhaps because of the reason why I know too much, Mu Yao looks like a roundworm in his belly.

"I was so disappointed. I thought I had met a goddess and was about to kiss her but found it was you."

Ling Bai tried to get up, but he failed. Although his bones were intact and even stronger than before, his muscles were filled with a soreness, and in addition, his body temperature also became lower.

"Don't think about the goddess, have a good rest."

Mu Yao held her pretty face with her hands and looked down at him. Ling Bai then noticed that he had been lying on Mu Yao's soft and warm legs. The feeling of being surprisingly comfortable made him reluctant to leave, so he simply narrowed his eyes and enjoyed it safely.

"Is it because of the cockscomb and Phoenix Acre? Your appearance seems to have changed a lot."

"It's almost the same. After absorbing the cockscomb and Phoenix Sunflower, the Yan Eagle finally broke through the shackles of the bloodline and evolved into the Yan Feng, and my soul power also advanced to level 90. During this process, my...some things on the surface have also changed a lot." Mu Yao touched her smooth cheeks, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

Women in the world are the same, and no one doesn’t like to be more beautiful.

Ling Bai smiled silently. The appearance of the soul master will change with the evolution of the martial soul. Yan Feng, as the top beast martial soul, brought about earth-shaking changes to Mu Yao.

From Ling Bai's perspective, Mu Yao's face shone with a faint glow, and the gentle sunset poured on her like a veil. Every slight shaking of her blinking eyelashes was like the most bewitching temptation. This temptation of spring and white snow was more effective than any pose to touch the capital.

Ling Bai couldn't help but stretch out his hand, grabbed Mu Yao's strand of hair that turned into golden red, and walked around her index finger to feel the flexibility and toughness of a black hair. Her fingers slashed through her nose, and a touch of fragrance was pleasant.

His memory was a little confused, but in his long and long muddle before he woke up, he would always smell the warm smell of sunshine, allowing him to continue to sleep peacefully.

"You are already at level 90, and you are only one soul ring away to become a titled Douluo. Have you thought about a titled title?"

Ling Bai especially hoped to lie on her legs forever, so he closed his eyes as if he was tired.

"I don't bother to think about it, just Yanfeng."

Mu Yao curled her lips and took her hair back from Ling Bai's hands. She didn't want Ling Bai to continue playing with her hair because it was beyond the intimacy between ordinary siblings.

"Congratulations, our Ninth Elder Yanfeng Douluo."

Mu Yao gave him a blank look. Ling Bai's weak tone seemed to have nothing to do with the word congratulations. She gently flicked Ling Bai's forehead and said:

"You have changed a lot, our Son!"

"Um?"

Ling Bai made a nasal sound that represents doubt.

"Speak and listen."

"I won't tell you, I'll go and take a look at the spring water later, which will definitely surprise you." Mu Yao showed a cramped smile, deliberately raising Ling Bai's appetite.

"You're so bored."

Ling Bai moved, found a comfortable position, and condemned Mu Yao by the way.

"It's boring if you're bored."

He felt a pair of tender gutters gently pressing on the top of his head, and a warm breath poured into his whole body, and helped him comb his long hair carefully.

Mu Yao was silent for a long time, sighed, and his tone became softer: "It will always be so risky that people around you will worry. If it weren't for the help of that girl named Kanderishi this time, you wouldn't know what would happen."

"really."

The sword spirit also mentioned the god Dailishi before. Although Ling Bai didn't know what she did, the only thing she knew was that she helped herself preserve the Demon-Devouring Bloodline.

"Promise me, try not to take such risks in the future. Even if I can't protect you, there are Elder Ju and Elder Ghost. If it really doesn't work, there is also the Pope's crown. Your life is incomparable. Don't be like a lone wolf anymore."

Every word flowing between the lips and teeth is so round and full, and the words are neither fast nor slow, and it makes people subconsciously listen.

"Well, never again."

Ling Bai didn't explain anything, just nodded slightly.

Over the years, Mu Yao has been following him, silently protecting him and taking the blame for him, but she complains at most and never thought of leaving.

Whenever Ling Bai tries to ask someone to come for her for a while, she will shake her head and refuse because she is worried that others can take good care of Ling Bai.

"Where are Grandpa Ju and Grandpa Gui and others still absorbing the fairy grass?" Ling Bai asked.

"It was absorbed several days ago. They are already level 96 titled Douluo."

Mu Yao was lazy and even started yawning.

"What kind of soul beast do you want in your ninth soul ring? I remember the traces of the 100,000-year soul beasts in the Flame Volcano. How about let Grandpa Ju and Grandpa Gui accompany you to get a 100,000-year soul ring, or let Elder Demon Bear and Elder Ghost Leopard go with you?

You are my future great worship, and only a hundred thousand years of soul ring is worthy of your identity.”

The ears were so quiet that the evening breeze was blowing. This time, Mu Yao didn't talk anymore. Under the warm sunset, they were like a frozen picture.

The sudden arrival of quiet surprised Ling Bai a little. Such an important thing as the Ninth Soul Ring is related to the 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone. Why did Mu Yao suddenly remain silent?

Ling Bai opened his eyes and saw everything clearly. He carefully retreated from Mu Yao's legs, stood up, his eyes soft.

Mu Yao leaned against the tree trunk and maintained a position that would never be comfortable. She was like a kitten, with long eyelashes folded down, and was as thick as a curtain in the sunset.

She fell asleep.

"You have been in a coma for ten days and ten nights, and she has not been asleep for ten days and ten nights, waiting for you to wake up."

Three figures walked over and the man in the middle sighed.
Chapter completed!