: 1787, after you are responsible for protecting your sister

Xiao Chuxi took the two characters to the left and looked at the right. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
He looked at his mother, and he said with surprise: "Mother, can you give me one?"
Mingwu smiled and nodded. "Yes! But what do you want to do?"
Xiao Chuan lifted his hand and pointed his space ring to his mother. "Mother, there is a door in this space! I always think that this door can lead to the space of the mother!" Look closely, there is a pattern on the door that looks like this very imaginary with the mother."
As soon as the misty face was heard, he immediately followed his son's gaze and looked into his space.
When she found out that there was a hidden space in the space ring of Xiao Chuan, she suddenly wanted to understand something.
She took the two meta-symbols on her son's hand and began to use the gods to perceive the regularity of the rhyme.
After a while, she immediately took out the paper and pen and carefully drawn it on the paper...
Snow is cold and quietly watching the Chaos baby, the eyes are full of pets and connivance.
Xiao Chuxi is curious to look at her mother, but he does not understand what the mother is doing.
The food on the table was cold, but the fog was still not stopped.
Xue Yi Han did not interrupt the Chaos baby, just put a bowl and personally feed the Chaos baby.
Ming Mist Yan is also very enjoyable, while eating and busy.
She has written more and more paper on her hand. After an hour, she has already written a thick stack of paper.
She really did not think that a small metaphor, there are so many things involved, there are forbidden, there are arrays, there are enchantments, spiritual attributes, heaven and earth rules, mysterious laws, quotations Drawing, space technology...
Because of mystery and complexity, Mingwuyan dared to confirm at this time, these two small metaphors, is one of the contents of the forbidden books in the seven books of the Forbidden Spirit.
It is said that this forbidden Tianxuan book is owned by Xue Yihan’s master...
Through the calculation of the light fog, I want to draw a subtle metastring, which is estimated to consume extremely powerful aura and divine power, and it takes a lot of time.
These two small books have opened a new door to knowledge in Mingwuyan.
Nowadays, the forbidden day metaphysical book no longer exists, and these two metaphors seem to be extraordinarily precious.
"Mother, is there anything wrong with this sign?" Xiao Chuyi looked at her mother, and her heart was full of doubts.
Mingwu Yan smiled slightly. "It’s not a bad thing. It’s just that the goddess thinks about something. This metaphor has the power to connect space, but it also has some restrictions. You can get it when you take it back."
Xiao Chuyi listened, the rice did not eat, and immediately took the black metaphor into his own space.
And Mingwuyan also held the white metaphor in the palm of his hand and began to perceive the difference of this charm.
After a while, she gave the snowy character to Xue Yihan.
Xue Yihan looked at the chaotic baby and said with a smile: "Don't know how to choose?"
"Do you know how to use this metaphor?" Mingwu Yan blinked.
Xue Yihan scorned the head of Chaos Baby. "My master's intention is actually very good. There are two Xuan Fu, also called Gu Ling Night and Night, which should be used only during the day and one can only be used at night. The location of the passage, probably only the ancient space. And the ancient space as our shared independent space, even the small Chu can not enter, this metaphor may be the only way to enter the ancient space."
At this moment, Xiao Chuan ran out of his own space, and he gasped and looked at his mother.
"Mother, the metaphor disappeared after being attached to the door of the space. However, I still can't open the door and said that I have to wait until the evening to try again."
Mingwu Yan looked at Xue Yihan, and then took the white Xuan Fu from his hand to Xiao Chu, "Try another one."
Xiao Chu blinked and took the white metaphor and immediately returned to his own space.
However, after a while, Xiao Chuyu came out with a white metaphor.
He put the white metaphor in his mother's hands and said seriously: "Mother, I don't post it."
The fog is faint, "Why?"
Xiao Chu licked his lips: "When I was ready to post this metaphor, there was a voice telling me that this ancient spirit is a yin and yang metaphor. If I posted it, my sister would not be able to enter the mother in the future. The ancient space is up."
Mingwu Yan looked at Xue Yihan with doubts. "Will the voice heard by Xiao Chuyu be your master?"
Xue Yihan looked at his son, thoughtfully said: "Is you letting you choose to paste or not to post a second metaphor? Or is it clear that you should not post a second metaphor?"
Xiao Chu琰 squinted his eyes, "Let me choose. So I don't want to post it."
He wants their family to be together.
Mingwuyan looked at his son's little face and said for a while after silence: "Still it!"
Said, she turned her head and looked at Xue Yihan. "What do you say?"
Xue Yihan gently patted his son's small head, "Listen to your mother. You will be responsible for protecting your sister."

Do you really want to post it?
Xiao Chu琰 was hesitant.
Mingwu nodded, "The black metaphor can only let you enter the ancient space after the night, but sometimes the danger is coming, it is not time. These two metaphors appear at this time, obviously there is something Intentional. It is better to stick."
The ancient spiritual space has a strong medicinal spirit. If it can give Xiao Chu a more protection, she is naturally willing.
Xiao Chu sees her own mother, saying that he once again took the Xuan Fu back to his space.
When he put the white metaphor on the mysterious door again, a mysterious force pushed him out of the space.
At this moment, Mingwuyan also sensed a tremor in the ancient space.
Xue Yihan lightly wrinkled his eyebrows, and immediately embraced the Chaos baby with his hands and returned to the ancient space.
I saw that the ancient space was covered with a purple-gold light. The mysterious small room in the ancient space was suddenly smashed by a golden light, and the room suddenly vacated and swung rapidly.
"What is going on here?" Ming Mia Yan tightly clutched the arms of Xue Yihan, his face full of doubts.
Xue Yihan patted the hands of Chaos baby and signaled her calmness.
Just then, the mysterious hut actually shook in the air and shook out another purple hut.
After the purple hut fell to the ground, the former hut flew far away and disappeared.
The fog is very scared, what is going on?
She stepped into the newly-born cabin and glanced at it, only to see that there was only one aura-filled bookshelf inside, and the prophecy was still placed on the bookshelf, but the number was suddenly a lot less.