Nitian's little head suddenly poked in from behind the door, grinning playfully at Xuanhuang sitting by the bed.
He skipped through the door, holding a bowl of hot osmanthus and lotus seed soup in his hand. He squeezed towards Xuanhuang with his small body and said with a smile, "Guizhi said, you didn't eat much at night.
What do you think, do you want to try what I made myself..."
Before he finished speaking, Xuanhuang reached out to take the bowl, blew on it twice and tasted it.
"What's wrong with you? You've been absent-minded for a long time. Is there something on your mind? Tell me."
Xuanhuang put down the bowl, raised his eyes and looked at Ni Tian, without saying a word for a long time.
"What happened?" Ni Tian frowned and asked softly, "Are you still thinking about that kid holding the Fuxi Sword? You seem to..." care about her very much?
"Nitian, you know." Xuanhuang looked at her with watery eyes, a pair of starry eyes as dark as abyss, "That child, she."
"No pulse."
Ni Tian was startled for a moment and muttered to himself, "No pulse?"
"Yeah." Xuanhuang sighed lightly, and the child's eyes once again swayed with the cold blue waves and the watery eyes. Such clear and cold, so dark and lonely, it penetrated the world, her heart,
How desolate and dejected it should be.
Ni Tian sighed softly, "That should be a child with a story."
"Yes." Xuanhuang sighed.
Ni Tian turned his little face, picked up the bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed soup and stuffed it into Xuanhuang's hand again, "Okay, don't think so much. If we are destined to meet each other, we will meet each other. If not, we can only give up.
.The world is vicissitudes of life and unpredictable. You and I have limited abilities and cannot cover everything and do everything as expected."
"You're right, how can things in this world be as perfect as one wishes?" Xuanhuang took the spoon and gently stirred the lotus seed soup in the bowl of hot soup, pursed his lips, and then smiled softly, "Junior sister,
Did you come here specifically to comfort me?"
Ni Tian snorted and raised his delicate little chin, "I'm not in a leisurely mood. I just stopped by to see you."
"It's a smooth road?" What kind of smooth road is this?
"Yes, I'm just on my way." The little guy nodded stiffly, turned away his little head, stood up, and waved his little hand casually, "I think tonight is not very peaceful. As for you, just have a good rest. Don't worry.
I came out to mess around. I’m leaving!”
He left immediately, his petite body flashed out the door and disappeared.
Xuanhuang held the bowl and cursed with a smile, "This junior sister is really..."
Suddenly, Nitian's little head came out from behind the door again, winked at her, shook his head and smiled, "Xuanhuang, of course, I often dislike you, it's annoying to death. However, it was just when I came to the mainland.
, I still miss you without you nagging in my ear. Actually, it’s good to have you by my side, but it’s a bit annoying.”
After saying that, without waiting for Xuanhuang to react, he pulled the door open and the person swished away.
Xuanhuang was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled, and thought to himself, actually, you are quite annoying, but I seem to have gotten used to your annoyance. It is really good to have you by my side...
Xiao Yunchen hugged the chubby Xiao Chen and came out from the bath. He casually asked, "Is junior sister gone?"
"Yes. I gave him a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed soup, but the craftsmanship is far inferior to that of Guizhi." Xuanhuang put down the porcelain bowl and turned to look in the direction of Xiao Yunchen.
The first thing you see is a long white shadow, the black silk hanging down to the ground is draped wetly, and there is a touch of gentleness between the eyebrows, making you look handsome and refined.
He held his son and stood in the dim light and shadow, smiling at her with the corners of his lips curled up, like a fairy coming out of an ancient painting. In an instant, Xuanhuang seemed to have returned to the time when they first met many years ago. Like that, my heart was pounding.
After finishing the lotus seed soup in one gulp, Xuanhuang threw the bowl and cheered, "Xiao Yunchen, mine!"
With one swoop, she rushed into Xiao Yunchen's arms, causing the latter to chuckle repeatedly and raise his arms to wrap his arms around her waist.
******The long-lost dividing line, the dividing line******
Pulsing, rustling, rustling...
A line of pitch-black crows soared into the sky, accompanied by a fierce scream, which immediately woke everyone up from their sweet dreams.
The skilled disciples quickly stood up, patted the ground with one hand, stood up immediately, and vigilantly explored their surroundings.
"What happened..."
"Ah! Look! What is that?"
Everyone looked where the man pointed, and saw pairs of eyes lined up on the top of the tree, with dark green eyes the size of a baby's fist, which looked particularly scary in the dark forest.
"Ah, what kind of monster is it?" Fang Miaoling screamed and subconsciously hid behind her brother.
Fang Qihe, however, was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he stammered, "Commander, hurry up, protect us and leave."
"Everyone, please don't act rashly." Captain Wengka said solemnly, "You guys, look around carefully."
Fang Miaoling, Fang Qihe and other nobles turned their heads in horror. When they saw it, they were even more frightened. They covered their mouths and shouted, "Here, they are everywhere."
At this time, Yun Fangzhao and the others had already discovered that their current situation was quite bad. On the surrounding trees, pairs of green eyes stood out, completely surrounding them.
"Great Elder, help Dahua and the others quickly." A disciple pointed anxiously ahead. Under an ancient tree only a dozen steps away, two second-line disciples were lying there rolling and screaming. Around them, more than a dozen strange birds waving their wings were pecking away at the two people.
"You can't go there." Yun Fangzhao suddenly stopped the disciples who were acting rashly, looked at them fiercely and said, "Do you want to hurt other people? You can't attract those strange birds!"
A group of second-line disciples looked at their elder in shock. Under such circumstances, the elder's first thought was not to save the two disciples, but to save his own life.
For such an elder, I have to say that as soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Second Line and the First Line were really discouraged.
"Uncle, what should we do now?" Xia Hou was approaching Yun Fangzhao and asked nervously.
"Rush out. Let the people from the mercenary group cut off our rear. Don't hesitate anymore, let's go!" Yun Fang waved his hand, and the long sword was already in his hand. The people following him rushed out like arrows. Xia Houzheng was even more excited. With a wave of his hand, he led all the disciples of the Second Line to rush forward.
At the same time, the pairs of eyes on the top of the tree shine with green light and flutter down from the sky.
"Brother, let's go quickly." Fang Miaoling gave the dumbfounded Fang Qihe a look. The two brothers and sisters made a quick decision, followed Yun Fangzhao and others, and rushed forward, shouting as they ran, "Wengka, if there is anything wrong with us brothers and sisters,
There are three advantages and two disadvantages, Baichu Island will not let your miracle mercenary group go."