"How many things do you have in the God Realm that I don't know about?"

Yeyue couldn't help but frown. Unexpectedly, why did Xinyou ask these words? He was about to ask her where she had just been and who she had met, but he didn't know that Xinyou was even more eager than him, with a small face that was red from holding back.

Red, with a look about to cry but no tears: "I just met a very beautiful sister in the God Realm, better than

Qian Shuang is even more beautiful. I don’t know how to describe her appearance. She said... She said you are from her family... Yeyue, tell me, how many things do I still don’t know? Qian Shuang

He also said that you used to be more... philandering... but can you be a little more dedicated for me this time..."

What's all this...

Yeyue sighed helplessly, reaching out to brush away the tears that were about to overflow from the corners of her eyes. Qian Shuang still remembered what happened tens of thousands of years ago, but she didn't know how to describe her good-looking woman. In the God Realm,

I'm afraid there is only the Supreme One...

"That's my sister, Princess Chaoyang."

The clear voice reached her ears, and Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but trembled, Nani, sister?

So, she was jealous of her sister just now?

Seeing Jiang Xinyou's stiff and embarrassed expression, Ye Yue couldn't help but smile, and slowly reached out to hug her tightly. Unexpectedly, she found a delicate small box from Jiang Xinyou's arms. When she opened it, she found that there was a calming pill inside.

So, after he died, did his sister plan to let Xinyou use the Dingyan Pill to preserve his body?

Complex thoughts were entangled in his heart again, but Xin You's urgent voice interrupted him again: "Yeyue, is Princess Chaoyang your biological sister? It is said that the Heaven-Pointing Sword in Senior Leng Yan's hand was given to him by Princess Chaoyang. That's it.

, aren’t you, um... a relative of the emperor?”

She didn't expect that she would use this word to describe him, but speaking carefully, his identity seemed to be even more unacceptable to her than this.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hands to wrap around Jiang Xinyou's soft body, imprisoning her between his knees, leaning against her ear and whispering: "The ancient dragon god clan bred by heaven and earth have no direct blood relationship, it just takes a little time to transform into a soul.

A little later than her, we recognized them as siblings. Nowadays, most of the ancient gods have experienced catastrophes and died, and only five of them have truly been reborn."

"What about you?"

Yeyue smiled and stroked the broken hair between her ears: "Aren't I going through a love crisis this time?"

That’s how it turns out…

Jiang Xinyou couldn't help lowering her head and playing with Yeyue's sleeves: "It seems that your love affair is too easy."

"Really? How easy is it to make you fall in love with me after tens of thousands of years?"

"..."

Well, she just felt that things between them were not as rough as others, but Yeyue said: "Stupid, it's just that you didn't remember what happened before."

As he said that, he stretched his hand towards Jiang Xinyou's abdomen. Jiang Xinyou didn't understand what he wanted to do and looked at him blankly. After a while, Ye Yue frowned and said: "I really can't detect your soul...

"

"Huh?" Jiang Xinyou was confused, "Shouldn't my soul be the same as Yue Ling, a peach blossom?"

Hearing this, a pair of sharp eyebrows suddenly frowned. Yeyue looked at her seriously and said seriously: "There are some things I don't mind telling you every day. It's you I love, not Yue Ling!"
Chapter completed!