When Mo Ran returned to the bamboo house, Xing Tian was lying bored on the table, stretching his long legs casually, wearing a white dress, but his lazy look, if a cat's tail was raised behind him, and he would probably be so cute...

Mo Ran paused for a moment. Xing Tian's appearance was so seductive that she always felt like she wanted to hold it in her arms and kiss it.

By the way, even if the general transforms into shape, he always likes to walk with his tail. Maybe because he doesn't express his emotions without his tail, then Xing Tian should be fine, but it's a bit difficult to make Xing Tian shake her head and tail in a human form...

Xing Tian raised his eyes and looked at Mo Ran, lazy, "You are back, you are so bored when you don't sleep."

Xing Tian had no idea what Mo Ran was thinking now, otherwise his tail would not have been raised to the sky? He missed the opportunity to eat his little wife completely. If Xing Tian knew about it, he would definitely regret it.

Mo Ran walked over and searched in the paper tube. Xing Tian couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?"

Mo Ran said: "Look for the painting I drew that day."

Xing Tian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it the man with no face?"

Mo Ran looked up at him, what does it mean to have no face? Is she not yet drawn it? "Yes, was it torn by you?"

"Hmph..." Xing Tian snorted lazily, put his hand into the paper tube, pulled it at the bottom, and quickly took out a ball of paper and threw it to Mo Ran, saying, "Am I such a slim person? Of course, there was no tear."

Mo Ran twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the painting that was kneaded into a ball. What's the difference between this and tearing it up?

Mo Ran took Xing Tian out of the chair, sat down, and carefully unfolded the ball of paper, "Is it very difficult to draw a painting? You can't respect the fruits of my labor."

He spread it carefully and slowly flattened the paper. The person in the painting became clearer little by little. Mo Ran breathed a light sigh, but fortunately it was not ruined.

Xing Tian leaned against the table, fiddling with the bell in his hand again and again. Looking at Mo Ran's careful appearance, he said with some scent: "If you paint me, I will not only not rub it off, but also frame it up, and let everyone know your love for me. But you painted a strange man, and asked me to save it for you? I haven't tear it a lot, well?"

Mo Ran said: "I painted him just because he is so mysterious. Why are you jealous?"

Xing Tian said: "What's so mysterious? It's not just two eyes, one nose and one mouth. If you paint his face, I'll go find him immediately and beat him up first, let him explain the family tree to see what mystery he's playing with."

Mo Ran glanced at Xing Tian. It was the first time that Xing Tian was so violent. She picked up her brush, held her breath and described the eyebrows and eyes of the people in the painting, and tried to ignore the strangeness in her heart. When the exquisite facial features appeared on the paper, she seemed to be alive, and her gentle eyes seemed to be about to emerge through the paper!

In order to draw this person well, her painter actually made a lot of leap...

Mo Ran stared at the person in the painting and said, "If you can really ask about his genealogy, it would be great..."

Listening to Mo Ran's a little lost insanity, Xing Tian frowned. The person in the painting had obviously had a great influence on Mo Ran. She said it relaxed, but she might have felt so stormy.

Xing Tian put his hand on the drawings and gently stroked the delicate lamp, "Didn't I say, do I know?"

Mo Ran looked at Xing Tian immediately, and suddenly remembered that Xing Tian did say that day that he knew the person in the painting, but she didn't even draw a face that day. She thought Xing Tian was joking. In addition, the two were not happy that day, so she didn't ask at all.

"Do you know who he is? Then why don't you say it!" Mo Ran urged.

Xing Tian said, "A man who looks good can only attract you, a little pervert. I can't remember it, but this light has some background..."

Mo Ran was also unwilling to care about whether it was pervert or not. It turned out that Xing Tian knew this lamp! She glanced at the lamp and said, "This is the lamp he was holding in his hand. I absolutely did not draw it wrong. This lamp is inseparable from him. Is there any special origin?"

Xing Tian knew that Mo Ran was very curious about this person, but he still did not provide information directly, but said meaningfully: "Little wife, this person cannot be considered an individual."

Mo Ran was stunned and couldn't react, but she quickly said, "What! Is he also a monster?"

If it's not a human, then it's a monster? Mo Ran guessed very boldly that there were too many ghost beasts around her. Even if there was another monster priest, her powerful heart would be acceptable.

However, Xing Tian shook his head, "You guess what else can he be except for the monster?"

"Isn't it a monster?" Mo Ran was a little surprised. He had such a pure aura, not a human or a monster, how could it be something else! It wouldn't be a monster, right? It's even more impossible to be a demon! "How can I guess this way? That person's cultivation is far higher than mine... Is it a monster?"

Xing Tian shook his head again, and when Mo Ran could not help it, he lit up his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This lamp is called the coffin lamp, it is the human lamp among the three lamps of heaven, earth and man. The fire in the lamp is the ghost fire in the dark, which has the effect of showing the deceased's life.

This lamp recognizes the master, and is the main person who sacrifices his soul to the coffin lamp. Therefore, whoever holds this coffin lamp must be its owner, and this person is not human."

Although it was a bit difficult to say, Mo Ran understood. No wonder his appearance was so silent when he met twice...

"There are always some unusual existences in this world, but the truth is not difficult. It is nothing more than breaking the convention and seeking eternity in another form." Xing Tian said, and suddenly sneered, "Haha, eternity may not be a good thing..."

"So, is he the man in the lamp?"

Mo Ran murmured. The Netherworld Ghost Fire is not an ordinary fire, but an innate strange fire, and it is also the second-ranked fire on the strange fire list! Because of its ability to peek into the secrets of heaven, no one can control it! The only Netherworld Ghost Fire in this world was trapped by his ancestors in the coffin lamp, but the whereabouts of the coffin lamp have never been known.

Xing Tian nodded, thinking for a while, "I thought about it a little harder than before, "I used to think that the coffin lamp seemed to be in the hands of an old man named Dugu, but for some reason I have turned it into this man. Could it be that the old man was reborn and still fell into the world?"

Mo Ran frowned. Xing Tian said this strangely. He couldn't help but ask: "What is the origin of that old man named Dugu?"

Xing Tian said lazily: "A priest in the heaven world has some skills and has helped the Emperor of Heaven to create twenty-four star envoys."

If that is the case, the old man Dugu was having a bit of a holiday with Xing Tian, ​​but looking at Xing Tian's appearance, he seemed to have no regard for this person at all.

"Prince?!" Mo Ran whispered, "This person is also a priest, the priest of Fengming Kingdom."

Xing Tian then narrowed his eyes, and a sharpness reflected in his deep eyes, "A coincidence... I'll meet this person, I can't let him block your way."

The coffin lamp is not simple. If this person is also a priest, Xing Tian would have to doubt that this person has a relationship with the heaven, the Qingmen, and the old man Dugu. It would be too dangerous to put it aside.

"I've seen him just now." Mo Ran said.

Xing Tian frowned, "What did he say?"

Mo Ran said: "He said a lot of strange bad things, but in summary, he wants to help me."

Of course, what upset Mo Ran the most was that the priest said that they had a destined relationship, but Mo Ran would definitely not say this.

Xing Tian was even more confused. The priest was just difficult to deal with, and it was mysterious. After a while, Xing Tian said, "It's not appropriate. I want to meet this person immediately, otherwise I will be worried."

As he said that, Xing Tian gently stroked his clothes and planned to leave immediately.

"Do you know where he is?" Mo Ran asked.

Xing Tian smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to Fengming Kingdom. If you can run away, the monk can't run away, and you will always find it."

As he said that, Xing Tian bent down to kiss Mo Ran, pulled Mo Ran's collar loose, reached in and touched him in a mess, and saw Mo Ran's eyes flushed, and it took him a long time to let go: "A beautiful night, but I can't hug my wife happily, get some interest first, and ask for the rest next day."

After saying that, Xing Tian flashed and disappeared.

But Mo Ran gritted his teeth and stared at the place where Xing Tian disappeared and took a few deep breaths. This guy made the person excited, but he ran away. This was simply revenge...
Chapter completed!