The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　Xingmo found that she hadn't noticed Aurora like this for a long time.

　She walked forward in a daze, and under Aurora's gaze, she reached out and gently rubbed her head.

　Then...

　"What are you doing!"

　Aurora patted Xingmo's hand lightly and turned her head away:

　"Did I say I forgive you?"

　"Haven't you forgiven me yet?" Xing Mo was stunned.

　Aurora was furious, and the vines quickly wrapped around Xingmo's calves, which were wrapped in thick black stockings, and pulled her away.

　When Xingmo lost weight, four or five vines wrapped around her waist, wrists, and ankles, bringing her to Aurora.

　Before Xingmo could come to her senses, Aurora's fingers lifted her chin—

　"Little Saint...are you...a little bit carried away...?"

　Seeing a hint of panic finally appear on Xingmo's face, Aurora's mouth curled up slightly.

　She gently stroked the blush on the girl's cheek, put her mouth close to her ear, and whispered:

　"...Look, after your eyes turned green again... you're pretty good, aren't you?"

　"Little Ancestor...people outside the tent might hear it..." Xing Mo

　He quickly found an excuse.

　"What did you hear?"

　Aurora tilted her head and gently bit Xingmo's earlobe.

　"Aren't you ours? Do we need to avoid others when we use our own things?"

　There was an evil light flashing in Aurora's eyes. Suddenly, the evil god who descended on the Karadorans Mountains seemed to appear in front of Xingmo again.

　There was a slight stinging pain in the neck, and the pearly teeth bit the skin, leaving a red mark.

　Aurora gently stroked Xingmo's waist with one hand and whispered:

　"You are ours... If you do something wrong... you will be punished..."

　"Just surrender~"

　Aurora smiled cheerfully.

　Gently move your fingers down...

　Half an hour later.

　Xingmo sat on the edge of the bed, holding a cup of coffee.

　My senior said that after a hard day’s work, drinking a cup of coffee to refresh yourself would make you feel much better.

　The coffee was bitter, and Xingmo didn't add sugar. She tasted the bitterness in the ice and snow, but the sweetness in her heart was like honey that could not be melted.

　"Uh..."

　On the bed behind Xingmo, Aurora was staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

　"How... is it possible..." Aurora murmured softly.

　"The defeated Saint is also on her way to tame the evil god today."

　Xingmo turned around and helped Aurora pull up the quilt.

　"Tamed?" She smiled.

　"I'll tame you, you little ancestor!" Aurora glared at Xingmo fiercely, "This time doesn't count!"

　"Doesn't it count?"

　Xingmo put the coffee aside and pressed it onto the bed:

　"Then... another round?"

　“Don’t…don’t!”

　Aurora looked at Xingmo's little face in horror, then turned her head away in embarrassment and annoyance.

　"The little saint is bullying! Shameless!"

　"You were the one who started it," Xingmo smiled and patted Aurora's cheek. "You little pervert, you were the one who started it."

　"We don't care!"

　Aurora fiercely stuck out her tongue at Xingmo:

　"You made me angry and fought back. Believe it or not, I don't like you anymore?"

　"Are you willing to do that?" Xingmo lifted Aurora's chin.

　"you!"

　Aurora glared, her cheeks flushed lightly.

　After a long time, she turned her head away again, avoiding Xingmo's fingers:

　"Humph..."

　Looking at the cute and shy look of the little evil god, Xing Mo couldn't help but lower her head and kiss her on the cheek.

　"Okay," she gently hugged Aurora, "I'm sorry about what happened before..."

　"Apologize at this time?" Aurora frowned.

　"Then do you think I should have apologized about fifteen minutes ago?" Xingmo pinched Aurora's cheek.

　"Xing...Xingmo...!"

　Aurora huffed in anger.

　She took a deep breath, holding back the emotions that were about to surge, and whispered:

　"I don't blame you. I didn't think it through. Actually, after talking to my sister, I feel that I was a little selfish before..."

　"I understand you, little ancestor," Xing Mo whispered, "You loved those lives... They died... Of course you would be sad..."

　"No, it's not..."

　Aurora tilted her eyes slightly, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

　"I love you...so I don't want you to be in this position..."

　When Xing Mo heard this, he was slightly stunned. He seemed to want to say something, but his mouth just opened.

　She looked at Aurora's sparkling bloodshot eyes and whispered:

　"But...I am the only one who can stand in this position..."

　"So I've thought it through. I'll support you," Aurora gently hugged Xingmo, "I'm sorry, I was willful..."

　"No, no, no, you are not willful. At that time, I really..."

　Xing Mo closed her eyes, as if she was standing on the city wall again.

　Yes, no matter how many excuses she makes.

　That day, standing atop the Ring City, looking down at the sea tearing Singara into a torrent of mud and blood...

　She is a star angel, not a star foam.

　Xingmo couldn't watch all this with an expressionless face.

　But Star Angel can.

　"I will try my best to change." Xingmo said in a low voice.

　"You don't have to change." Aurora gently stroked her cheek. "Let's crush her together."

　The two hugged each other tightly, and the sound of wind and snow outside the window seemed to reflect their belated mood, questioning how they could separate like that.

　After a long period of tenderness, the two looked into each other's eyes and curled up in the quilt together.

　"Let's take a day off today," said Xingmo.

　"Um..."

　On the night when they slept in each other's arms, even the endless wind and snow under the cold wave seemed so insignificant.

　The next day.

　When Aurora woke up, there was no one around her.

　She raised her head in a daze and saw Xingmo sitting at the desk, writing something.

　A simple breakfast was placed on the small table beside the bed, with a small fireball hanging next to it, constantly heating it.

　Aurora didn't bother Xingmo, but put on her clothes and enjoyed her breakfast.

　After taking a bite, Aurora knew that this must have been made by Xingmo herself, and this was the taste.

　This is much more delicious than my sister's cooking.

　Aurora was so sure.

　Speaking of which, my sister is missing again. I didn’t see her on the battlefield of the Rain Sea Icefield.

　See her...

　But Aurora didn't care. If her sister was missing, then she was gone.

　The little guy quickly put his sister out of his mind, stood up, and walked towards Xingmo:

　"Little Saint, what are you writing?"

　"In the letter from Yan Xia, Qiuniu said that it would take some time for him to come in person, saying that he was dealing with some internal affairs of Yan Xia."

　Xingmo frowned:

　"I'm writing back, asking him to come quickly. We're short of people."

　"Oh? The old dragon didn't come?" Aurora raised her eyebrows.

　"His Families are all here, but the Imbrium Glacier Campaign didn't give them a chance to show up," Xingmo explained. "Even if they did, they wouldn't be of much use. After all, Dan Qiuniu's Families are too few, and Jiuzi's Families have been largely devoured by Vivian and transformed into the Wild Hunt. Just like Falu's army, they won't have any significant impact."

　"Chloe would be very sad to hear you say that," Aurora muttered.

　"To be honest, most of the Falu people have gone to help the Giant King's Court and the Fire Dragon," Xingmo smiled slightly. "However, after this battle, I don't really want Chloe to go to the front lines in person. After all, the Kite Wing Guerrillas won't be very effective on the front lines of the Great Plains. They are more suitable for guerrilla warfare and reconnaissance. After we leave the Imbrium Icefield, maybe they will have a chance to show their skills."

　"You play chess based on the situation. You really are a little poker player."

　Aurora sat down next to Xingmo and gently put her arms around her waist.

　"Speaking of which, didn't Vivian transform those dragons into Wild Hunts? When can we go see them?"

　"It will be fine in a while, but Vivian said this is a trump card and there's no rush to use it."

　Xing Mo said this as she finished writing her reply to Qiuniu.

　She threw the letter aside, and it was immediately wrapped in a pale blue envelope, along with words coming from the void:

　“It has been passed on.”

　"Thank you, Angela." Xingmo said.

　"Angela is peeping!?" Aurora stood up and looked around, but didn't feel anything nearby.

　"The Phonograph, idiot."

　Xingmo smiled and pinched Aurora's cheek, saying softly:

　"Come on, let's go out and take a look together."

　In the center of the foggy area base, a huge crystal string formation has been engraved.

　In the center of the string magic circle, the Tide Priest was praying. The waves of light were wandering above the magic circle with him as the center, and then bounced back after touching the edge.

　Around the huge string formation, Aurora saw the nine sons as she wished.

　They have completely lost their former majestic appearance. Now their bodies are pale and covered with black ice, making them look like ice and flame monsters.

　Vivian stood aside, holding a string of truth, manipulating the eight dragon kings to stand around the huge string magic circle.

　"Xiao Mo? Has there been any letter from Qiuniu?" Vivian saw Xing Mo coming.