Restart, Death Wings of Ending

"Salsi!..." A voice like the flowing of a clear spring lingered in Salsi's ears, and the sound of silence in the air, followed by the tinkling of wind chimes, made Salsi recover.

In front of you is a bead curtain screen, which almost cuts across the entire room. The wind blowing in from the window makes the bead curtain jingle, and on the other side of the curtain, you can vaguely see a pretty figure sitting on a sofa chair.

The pretty figure swayed her delicate fingers to pick the petals,

"You are Salshi" a soft and ethereal voice came out,

Salsi's heart beat wildly, "Yes, I am, are you the God of Promises?" Her tone became urgent and excited.

"Yes!" Nuoyan stopped picking flowers, raised his fingers outward, and strings of petals flew out from the basket on the coffee table, passing through the bead curtain and lingering around Salshi's body.

"This is it!" Salsi was pleasantly surprised. He unconsciously touched the petals with his fingers, and a stunning beauty wearing a flowing veil suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Her fingers intersected with his in the sky full of petals. The feeling was so gentle. So lubricated,

"you can go now!"

A cold expulsion order made Salsi look startled, and the beauty in front of him disappeared. He felt a little panicked and looked forward anxiously.

She was still behind the bead curtain, maybe she had never moved. Everything he saw just now was just his fantasy, his fantasy of getting that taboo. Salsi took two deep breaths, her expression suddenly perked up, and there was a burst of momentum in her feet. She was only five or six steps away from the person in the curtain.

With the momentum he had at that time, he should have been able to rush in in an instant. However, what Salsi couldn't imagine was that no matter how hard he sprinted, the curtain would get further and further away from him.

"Presumptuous!" Nuoyan shouted coldly, and Salxi grimaced. He wanted to be presumptuous, but his strength still didn't allow it.

He can predict his result in the next second,

Boom~

With a clean and crisp sound, Salsi felt like she was blown out by a strong wind and fell heavily onto the big round table.

Ying Moran hurriedly ran over and pulled him down, and asked by the way: "What did you do!"

Mu Qingfeng also wanted to hear his explanation, but he was thrown out less than a minute after entering. It was hard to imagine what happened inside.

Salsi sighed for a while, always holding back a breath and feeling unhappy, so she spoke boldly.

"What can I do? I just want to take a look at her!"

This easy sentence, the amount of information shocked both Mu Qingfeng and Ying Moran.

What's this? Someone actually wants to tease the great God of Promise? This courage is also fat enough.

"Tch!" Nono glanced at Salsi with disdain, "The toad wants to eat swan meat! It's looking for death!"

"The next one is Ying Moran," Nuonuo shouted with a proud voice. She was obviously right in front of her, but she still shouted like this because she wanted to kill him with her nostrils.

Ying Moran took a deep breath and felt a little nervous when he saw a legendary Zhushu master. When Nono brought him to the door, he gave himself a boost of courage.

He carefully pushed the door open with his palm, and a drop of ink dripped from the door.

Da~

There was a deep sound of water, and when he entered, he saw a piece of light gray mist, and a whole side of bead curtains. It was still and windless, and the bead curtains were hanging quietly. Inside, he could only see a black figure, sitting there. Living,

"Hello, God of Promise, I am Ying Moran,"

Ying Moran introduced himself politely. For a long time, no one responded to him. Just when he was about to speak again, the bead curtain moved and the sound of jingling bells sounded. Ying Moran did not feel the wind, but the curtain moved, which proved that it was inside. The person moved it,

Ying Mo Ran became nervous instantly. He wanted to see but did not dare to look at the bead curtain. At this time, a voluptuous figure slowly walked out from the bead curtain. Ying Mo Ran immediately lowered his head.

"You know etiquette very well!" Nuoyan said softly,

"Thank you for the compliment!" Ying Moran replied politely. The pair of crystal high heels within his sight kept walking towards him, and the thumping sound sounded like an ambush in his mind.

"He is a good boy, but his fate is a bit rough!" Nuoyan sighed softly, stopping just one step away from Ying Moran.

"You can say what you want!"

Ying Moran was startled. He had never thought about this right to make demands freely. After thinking about it for a moment, he quickly replied: "Master Promise, some power-enhancing blessings seem useless to me. I can learn from you." Got a promise?”

"Tell me!"

"Bring my dad back to life!"

"Impossible!" Nuoyan refused flatly, "No matter how incredible the blessing technique is, it is impossible to resurrect someone who has been dead for decades."

"I'm not talking about resurrection in the true sense but..." Ying Moran raised his head unconsciously as he spoke, just in time to meet Nuoyan's eyes. At that moment, his mind went blank, and his whole world instantly turned into one. It's a blank piece of paper. I don't know who he is or what he's going to do.

Nuo Yan blinked her eyelids, and Ying Mo Ran's state made her slightly happy. Since most of her face was covered by the veil, it couldn't be seen, but her tone of voice was happier!

"It seems that you haven't really turned into Mo yet! I'm going to reward you," he said, raising his delicate white fingers to touch Shangying Mo Ran's forehead.

"You can go out and ask Mu Qingfeng to come in," Nuonuo said as he turned around and returned behind the bead curtain. At this time, a gust of wind blew and the bead curtain jingled. Only then did Ying Moran regain his consciousness. There was no one in front of him. The gray fog has cleared, and the bright and spacious room is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers.

"Don't leave even after receiving the reward," Nuoyan waved his hand, and the door behind Ying Moran opened automatically. He was still a little confused, but Nuoyan had already issued an eviction order, so he could only leave in despair.

"How's it going? What reward did you receive?" Salsi came forward excitedly and asked as soon as he saw him come out. He was not idle during this period. He soon realized from that fancy experience that he had promised to reward him. [Soul Locking Order]

Ying Moran continued to be confused, he didn't remember anything at all, but when he left, he promised to receive the reward again,

Ying Moran couldn't figure it out and shook his head, "I don't know!"

"Don't know?" Salsi was shocked, and suddenly thought of her own experience, "By the way, recall what you just experienced, so that you can find clues to the reward!"

Ying Mo Ran felt that what Sal Xi said made sense, so he tried to recall it, but he didn't seem to remember anything, so he said helplessly,

"When I met the God of Promise's eyes, I didn't know anything?"

This sentence was so hateful that Salsi couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and their eyes were facing each other. As soon as that image appeared in Salsi's mind, she wanted to stab herself with a knife.

Mu Qingfeng smiled faintly. Judging from the performance of the two people after receiving the rewards, his initial understanding of the promise was extremely beautiful.

"Mu Qingfeng, let's go. Don't be as useless as the two of them when you see the teacher!" Nuonuo muttered, sounding a bit resentful.

Mu Qingfeng didn't respond. He thought about countless scenes of meeting Nuoyan last night. Now that they were really about to meet, he felt inexplicably nervous in his heart.

"Go in!" Nuonuo pushed Mu Qingfeng abruptly.

Mu Qingfeng didn't expect that the way he entered the door was so rude. After he stabilized his position as quickly as possible, the sound of tinkling wind chimes reached his ears.