However, the delicate features on her face could not stop the strong tired look.
As far as the spirit of young people is concerned, it is obviously not appropriate.
But soon, the breeze accompanying her body told Yi Chun the answer.
There are traces of tiredness and weariness between dissoluteness and greatness.
The latter was given the name "mother".
That is also one of the few places in this long world where the light of miracles can shine.
It's just that it is always quite heavy for ordinary things.
Soon, the four sugar figures were ready.
Yi Chun doesn't mind showing some small kindness to the life he recognizes.
He is not a messenger of justice, but it is also fun to provide some modest help to the light.
Compared to the chaos and darkness of the human world, Yi Chun still prefers the beauty that shines in people's hearts.
As for filth and evil, that is their own business.
As a wild druid, Yi Chun certainly knows the importance of self-purification procedures in a complete ecological chain.
Compared with forced interference from external forces, self-purification is an important factor in maintaining the integrity of a harmonious ecosystem.
And if external forces continue to interfere, it will inhibit the emergence of this self-purification factor.
After all, even for the most basic ecological chain, the power will not be used to prevent unresolved threats.
They will only develop in the direction of "how to quickly obtain external force intervention."
And the same is true for a world that can only be seen through small things.
For many worlds, it does not give much preferential treatment to the good, nor much punishment to the evil.
The restriction lies in the control of social order and human laws.
But there are still people who believe in the concept of "rewarding good and punishing evil".
Belief is power.
The specific manifestations that are fed back to the material world are those mortal beings who are willing to practice this concept with their own destiny.
It can be described as tragic or regretful.
"Hey, why do you give her one?"
"When I took care of your business, you didn't give me a gift."
"That girl isn't so pretty!"
After the stall owner next to him saw it, he ran over to chat with Yi Chun.
He doesn't necessarily covet that sugar man.
It's just that I don't have much business right now, so I want to find a topic to talk about.
He is a middle-aged man who sells groceries. After buying in some random items here and there, he has not sold out yet.
After a month of doing all kinds of things, I can barely make ends meet.
"Beauty and ugliness, old and young, are all temporary."
"It's so pleasing to the eye that even an octogenarian woman would give her one."
"If you don't like it, don't even think about it. It's as beautiful as a fairy."
Yi Chun held up the enamel cup and took a sip, smiled, then looked at the other person and said.
"Look what this says..."
The middle-aged stall owner smacked his mouth, wanting to be more elegant, but he didn't have much ink in his stomach.
I want to say something sexy, but I have no idea at the moment.
In the end, I had no choice but to make a summary:
"Like a storyteller..."
The middle-aged stall owner touched his round belly and said.
"Then do you like me? Give me a haircut and I'll get you some good tea."
"Have you seen the hilltop over there? That was all killed by one of my buddies."
"It won't hurt if you get me a candy man."
The middle-aged stall owner said this.
Excluding other factors, it is difficult to say whether there is much difference in value between a candy person and a bag of homemade tea.
The middle-aged boy was frustrated, lost his reputation, and suffered repeated defeats in love.
After wasting a few years, I returned to my hometown and set up a small stall in my hometown, so I wouldn't starve to death.
As for the future...
Yi Chun glanced at the other party's fate line and took a sip of tea thoughtfully.
But at this moment, the sky suddenly became dark.
The weather in this mountainous area is also unpredictable.
It may be so cold in the morning that you want to make a fire, and in the afternoon it may be so hot that you want to stay in an air-conditioned room without even leaving.
Some stall owners began to exclaim and prepared to close their stalls.
After all, if it rains, some goods will suffer great losses...
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"Abnormal fluctuations in the plane have been detected, and the space-time copy: Legend of the Ancients - Shushan is being generated..."
"Warning: This copy is a copy related to a plane. Units that are not part of this plane system will be greatly suppressed!"
"Scarlet warning: This dungeon is a level 15-20 time and space dungeon/high-level small and medium-sized battlefield, please choose carefully!"
Yi Chun looked at the sky that was far away, like a sky full of dark thunder.
He has never encountered a copy in this form until now.
However, after thinking about it carefully, he somewhat understood.
This is not a real historical process, but a time-space mirror that stays in the tributaries of a certain period of time.
The difference from the overlapping world is that it is not necessarily a complete world.
Rather, it is composed of many fragmented spaces or events that have certain internal connections.
In terms of specific performance, it is closer to the dream world.
Those guys are having a lot of fun...
Yi Chun just looked at the name of the copy and his previous speculations, and then he made a calculation in his mind.
He didn't intend to get involved, but that world was a mirror of time and space.
But the space it consists of still completely maintains the ecological structure of that time.
Perhaps, he can find something that has become extinct in this world.
"There happens to be only enough ingredients for one candy man left, so I'll give you one."
Yi Chun came back to his senses, looked at the middle-aged stall owner next to him and said.
While the sugar water was flying, a shriveled sugar man appeared.
The middle-aged stall owner didn't mind it and took a bite.
"Hiss... Brother, your sugar is boiled."
"Why do I have a bitter taste?"
After taking a sip, the middle-aged stall owner immediately covered his cheek and complained.
The candy was sticky, so he ate it vigorously.
It was obviously too late to spit it out at this point.
"He who has no intention will not taste the sweetness."
Yi Chun laughed loudly and walked outside.
At this time, the sky outside was dark and cloudy and foggy.
Not long after, raindrops began to fall like beans crackling.
"Why……"
The middle-aged stall owner wanted to grab Yi Chun, but found that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When I looked back, there was no candy stall anywhere.
I saw a telephone pole sandwiched between him and the stall next door, and the small advertisements posted on it were a bit blurry!
The middle-aged stall owner leaned on his goods. He looked at the candy man in his hand that had not yet been finished, and felt a little sad.
"My heartbeat was 105 during my last physical examination. Why am I so careless?"
The middle-aged stall owner murmured while eating the remaining candies.
Maybe, I was greedy for those bowls of jelly, left in the happy summer when the test papers were flying, pinching my nose and choking on the white wine...
"...wait for me to urge the horse, and avoid disaster a hundred miles away..."
He hummed a ridiculous tune, sat among the goods, and looked at the people rushing back and forth under the rain. He felt a little crazy for a moment...