The little girl's love story still needs to be practiced.
Wuyou decided to teach her well in the future.
The little girl You, who smiled again, ran happily in the peach blossom forest all over the mountains and plains. The female ghost has never seen such a person
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A small pink petal falling on the palm can make her happy for a long time, watching the ants move with relish, chasing the butterfly chasing clothes messy panting, a pair of clear eyes full of surprise and smile.
It was carefree to the extreme.
It is said that the female ghost was also young.
When she was a saintess candidate or even before she was there, Na Lian had seen many innocent children with clear eyes, but even the youngest and most ignorant children had their own survival instincts.
Because on the Shengqi Continent where the jungle preys on the jungle.
Death and gore are not uncommon things.
The female ghost didn't know what kind of environment her wife grew up in, but seeing that the boring scenery made her so happy, the female ghost still smiled.
"Miss, have you had enough fun?"
Hooking her fingers, Youyou, who was several feet away, flew straight towards her. Hearing Youyou's surprised voice, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened.
Opening her arms and holding the little girl covered in red firmly in her arms, the female ghost rubbed the little girl's flushed face and said in annoyance.
"The lady is really playful, didn't she say she wanted it, and kept looking at Wuyou?"
"Hahaha-"
Laughed at being tickled by Wuyou.
After laughing, Youyou stared at Wuyou with the corners of his eyes red and watery, with an expression that I still want, I want to hurry up and let me continue to fly.
"Worry-free and worry-"
The sweet and waxy voice that the girl deliberately softened almost sweetened Wuyou, but the sun was about to fall and the storm was coming, but the female ghost still refused cruelly.
"Good girl, have you forgotten what Wuyou told you?"
This city is a ghost town, except for her, everything is dead, and this city is full of wind, rain, thunder and lightning every night. Go to the ruined temple, because there is a ban on it, and ghosts cannot enter.
"Hey, okay then."
Recalling Wuyou's words, Youyou shuddered with fear, and shrank her head into Wuyou's arms, as if she would not be afraid this way.
After all, Youyou is super cowardly in some respects.
Just because she's not afraid of Wuyou doesn't mean she's not afraid of anything else.
Amused by the little girl's actions, the female ghost pursed her lips slightly, and simply picked up the little girl horizontally, and left the peach blossom forest in the posture of a princess hugging her.
Different from when he came, Youyou on the return trip only dared to look at the people and figures in the ghost town through his fingers, but seeing the pedestrians and vendors coming and going with pale faces, cloudy eyes and numb eyes, Youyou was so shocked that he couldn’t even breathe. It's about to stop.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Seeing that Youyou was really terrified, the female ghost directly used the red sleeve to cover it tightly, and at the same time stimulated the fire of karma to fight against the Jiuyou Chamber.
"Um."
Youyou's breath is filled with the unique cold fragrance of Wuyou's body, Youyou tightly clenches the red sleeve, feeling little by little, Wuyou's body is getting colder and colder, more and more...
cold.
'Xixi, will you return to your bone-like appearance in the worry-free night? '
Ghosts, they are a completely different species from humans.
[Yes, the host needs to be prepared, don't be scared.]
Youyou: ...
'I won't be frightened by Wuyou. '
Chatting with Xixi with thoughts, Youyou was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "By the way, Xixi, do you have a way to help Wuyou, just like in ghost movies, there are ghosts who can practice The Fa is the kind that has been cultivated until it is divine and holy. '
'Otherwise, Wuyou is so pitiful, there are ghosts all over the city, what if there are ghosts bullying Wuyou, after all, Wuyou is so weak, so cute and kind. '
Xixi: ...
Does the host of its little white flower misunderstand the words weak and kind