Traveling around the world, I have a sign-in system

A purple light surrounded the Donghuang Bell, and a huge seal word appeared above the Donghuang Bell. Mo Yuan paused when he saw this scene, however, he had already started to use his soul to sacrifice and could no longer stop.

Mo Yuan glanced at Mo Xiaoye with some regret and sighed in his heart: "Alas, if I knew that the other party knew the sealing technique, then there would be no need for me to use my soul to sacrifice to the Donghuang Bell." At this time, his consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

The Donghuang Bell will seal Qingcang firmly above the shore of Ruoshui Lake. From now on, this place will become a forbidden area and humans and the Winged Tribe will never be allowed to set foot here again.

Li Yuan, Li Jing and Yanzhi held the letter of surrender in their hands, dragged their seriously injured bodies, and knelt on the ground holding the letter of surrender high towards Mo Xiaoye, Tang Yu and others who were standing beside them.

Yanzhi's eyes fell on Mo Xiaoyan's face with resentment, as if she wanted to remember her face in her mind, and then she looked at Tang Yu: "Since my husband and father god have been sealed by you, my Wing Clan is willing to surrender to the Sky Clan, and I hope that the Emperor of Heaven will grant me permission!"

At this moment, Mo Xiaoye's eyes were as deep as a cold pond and her expression was sad. She had been completely infected by Zi Xuan's emotions and became sentimental.

"Oh, Changqing, where are you now? Do you know? My daughter and I miss you very much." Her beautiful and generous face under the veil was full of vicissitudes, and her eyes were full of confusion.

The sign-in system was spinning in her mind anxiously: "It's over, it's over, the host was actually invaded by the emotions in the experience volume."

Mo Xiaoye's figure turned into a ball of purple mist and disappeared on the bank of Ruoshui River. Tang Yu felt the familiar aura on her body and wanted to stop her.

But when he thought of Mo Xiaoye who was still in the tent, he stopped and turned towards the tent.

As for the matters here, there are many people from the Celestial Clan who can handle them, so there is no need for him to come.

In a cave full of rocks, Mo Xiaoye, or should I say Zixuan, her tail slowly drooped down and turned into slender and long legs.

She lay down on the ground tiredly, her purple veil blown away by the wind, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

A figure slowly approached her, wearing a purple robe and with a head of silver hair that looked like a sky full of stars, revealing this person's identity.

Zixuan didn't know when a jar of wine full of spiritual fragrance appeared in her hand. She picked up the jar and poured it into her mouth. Tears slowly slid down the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were filled with longing and loneliness.

Emperor Donghua's eyes were filled with surprise. He thought he knew everything about the Three Realms, but he knew nothing about the person in front of him. No, it should be said that he knew nothing about the descendants of Nuwa.

How could he not know that Nuwa actually had descendants, and they seemed to be trapped in love.

Seeing the other person drinking continuously, he was definitely a drunkard, but when he smelled the alcohol, his expression changed slightly.

The lingering aroma penetrated into his nose, and he stepped forward and snatched the wine jar from her hand: "What's the point of you drinking all the time? Is it because the person you like can't be found?"

The wine jar looked small, but it was actually very large. It was filled with spiritual wine. Just in that short while, she had drunk at least ten kilograms of it.

She opened her hazy eyes, and her soft waist instantly leaned towards Emperor Donghua. Her mouth opened slightly, and a purple mist spewed out from her cherry lips.

Emperor Donghua disappeared beside her in an instant. Zixuan lay on the ground drunkenly: "Haha, Yeping, our daughter is still alive and well. Gu Liufang, where did you go? I have been searching for you for two lifetimes. Why? Why did you leave me so easily?

And Changqing, why can't you give up everything and be with me? Come and see our daughter, our Qing'er, she is very cute. " She said while shedding tears.

Emperor Donghua's brows were tightly furrowed. The descendants of Nuwa had actually fallen to this point. She had even married a mortal and seemed to have been pursuing him desperately for three lifetimes.

Emperor Donghua turned around and left. He wanted to find a drug that could help the other party to get rid of the alcohol. It seemed that the other party had drunk a lot of alcohol and was already drunk like this.

He had many, many questions he wanted to ask her, but he had to wait until she sobered up, otherwise he wouldn't be able to ask her anything like he did now.

What he didn't know was that after he left, Zixuan also left this place.

Somewhere in the forest, Zixuan took out the jar of wine and poured it into her mouth.

The system in her mind forcibly suppressed Zixuan's experience scroll.

The purple light gradually faded away, revealing Mo Xiaoye's light blue dress, which was now stained with a lot of dirt. She was holding a jar of wine in her hand, and her whole head was dizzy.

"Well, why do I feel so dizzy? What is this?" Not only did she feel dizzy, but she also felt like she was holding something in her hand. She picked it up and took a look.

He felt double images in front of his eyes and threw the wine jar into the space.

She walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and always felt her body swaying.

Her head also hurt: "Where are my shoes?" She didn't know why, but she always felt pain on the soles of her feet, as if she had lost her shoes and was walking on a gravel road.

She kept turning around in place, looking for her shoes. Tang Yu suddenly appeared, standing opposite Mo Xiaoye, watching her drunkenly shouting for shoes and looking for them.

But looking at the pair of muddy shoes on his feet and smelling the alcohol coming out of her mouth and nose, he felt a little annoyed.

He pulled her away, but Mo Xiaoye hugged his neck with both hands in the air: "Shoes, my shoes are gone." A faint fragrance came from her body and penetrated into his nose.

Tang Yu's heart rippled slightly, and he gently wrapped his arms around her waist. He shook his head vigorously, wondering what he was thinking.

The other person is at most fourteen or fifteen years old, and she is still young and would not have done anything to scare her. Perhaps from a human perspective, she is already old enough to get married.

But Mo Xiaoye is now a cultivator, so we can no longer look at her from a human perspective. Perhaps before long, she will have reached the fairyland.

It is better to slowly let the other person trust you and rely on you, and wait until she gets used to your existence. Everything will be easy then. There is no need to rush now.

After Tang Yu put Mo Xiaoye down in the Spirit Butterfly Valley, he looked around the Valley. It was the same as when he left, and no one dared to come and destroy it.

After all, his majesty may not be violated by that little dragon. Although he is not here, everyone knows that this is his territory.

His eyes fell on the fluttering little butterfly and he hooked his finger: "Where did you take her to rob? Take me over to have a look."

The little butterfly seemed to understand what he said, and took him towards the foot of the mountain where they had entered, flying around a palm-sized hole.

Tang Yu was so angry that he laughed: "So you actually dared to bring her to the dragon's cave to steal the golden dragon fruit, right? With her pitifully low cultivation level, she was lucky not to be slapped to death by it." As he spoke, he glanced at the little butterflies with annoyance.

"If it weren't for the fact that you and I still have some relationship, I would have wanted to slap you to death. From now on, if you dare to take her to the territory of highly skilled exotic beasts again, you don't have to come back," he flicked his sleeves and a gust of wind blew the butterflies away.

Then he turned into green smoke and appeared in an empty cave inside the mountain. His eyes fell on the pool of water that was constantly shaking. A ball of fire appeared in his hand and he threw it into the water.

The water in the pool instantly ignited like gasoline,

Aa ...

The dragon from the upper fairyland transformed into a human form and kept rolling on the ground, but was burned by the raging flames. There was no emotion in Tang Yu's eyes.