"But mother doesn't like it there and doesn't want to go back!"
"No one doesn't love their own family. Is she really your mother?"
Qing Kuang's tone is very special, very special, soft and shallow, with an unexplainable flavor, making words that will definitely be refuted after hearing them seem to have some meaning.book
"But my mother has this in her hand. They said, the one who has this is my mother!"
The little boy said uncertainly. As he spoke, he took out a ring made of withered yellow grass.[
"Really? I can also weave this ring!"
Qing Kuang raised his eyebrows and smiled. It turned out that this was how the little boy recognized his mother. But what did they mean? Are there others in the wild forest?
"Really? Then where is my mother? Woohoo..."
The little boy started to cry as he watched Qing Kuang pick up a blade of grass from the ground and knit it into a ring.
"A man who bleeds but doesn't shed tears. What's the use of crying. Wiping your tears and finding your mother is the right way!"
Qing Kuang frowned. She didn't like crying, so she didn't like seeing people cry either. The little boy was looking for his mother. Such behavior made Qing Kuang silent for a moment.
After inheriting this body, her only relative was her missing mother whose identity was unknown. She wiped the necklace in her arms and her face darkened.
Apart from this necklace, she left no clues.
Smiling slightly, looking at the sad but obedient little boy who wiped away his tears, Qing Kuang wiped the little boy's head.
"You and I are really destined. My mother left me a necklace, and your mother left you a ring. Then they both disappeared and there was no news."
"Sister, my name is Xiaobao. What about you?"
Xiaobao opened his round eyes and looked at Qing Kuang, with a hint of dependence in his eyes.
This sister is so gentle, and the mother in the house never touches his head.
"Qing Kuang, Feng Qing Kuang!"
Qingkuang looked at the little guy and smiled with his clear black and white eyes. This little boy was different. He could see through her disguise of a woman disguised as a man at a glance.
There was a mysterious and powerful aura about him.
That kind of aura makes Qing Kuang not like Niu Niu, who rejects weak bodies.
"By the way, what's going on with those poisonous corpses outside?"
"Poison corpse?"[
Xiaobao looked at Qing Kuang, blinked in confusion, and looked at Qing Kuang in confusion.
"They are the people who were controlled by you. Aren't they dead?"
Qingkuang turned to look at Xiaobao. Now it was her turn to be confused. Could it be that those people are not dead yet?
"Not dead!"
Xiaobao tilted his head and looked at Qing Kuang, they weren't dead, why were they dead?
"What about their breathing and heartbeat?"
Qing Kuang turned to look at Xiao Bao, how on earth did he stop their breathing and heartbeats and enter a state of suspended animation?
Those who are really alive, looking at the desolation of the town, these people must have been controlled for some time.
During this period of time, if you don’t eat or drink, are you really not dead?
"Sister, are you interested in that?"
Xiaobao tilted his head and looked at Qingkuang, blinking his round eyes, was that difficult?
"I'm a little interested. But since he's not dead, you can revive him! This way we can enter the wild forest!"
Qing Kuang glanced at the town that was filled with heavy toxins. She didn't know how this little guy managed to control the toxins so that they wouldn't spill out of the town.