When Yaoyao heard this, it made sense. The petunia on the bed looked at her current figure. She would be a charmer in the future. How could she call it such a clichéd name? So she tilted her head and thought about it for a while. With a serious face, he made a solemn decision: "Then let's call it 'Morning Glory'!"
The four of them, Huangmei Broad Bean, looked at each other, also ashamed and speechless.
Seeing the expressions of the four of them, Yaoyao felt aggrieved. She flattened her lips and drooped her eyes, and murmured: "I know you are dissatisfied, but you are dissatisfied and refuse to say anything. What does this look mean! Poor! Me, are you laughing at me, or are you mocking me?"
Seeing the master's pear blossom bringing rain in the spring, and knowing full well that the master's crying would flood the Taoyao Valley, Huangmei Broad Bean and the others did not dare to do anything wrong again:
"No, no, no, how could we pity you, laugh at you, and ridicule you?"
"There is another flower in Taoyao Valley, it's not too late for us to rejoice!"
"That's right, morning glories are good. Morning glories sound good, look good and are easy to raise."
"Morning glories are better than morning glories!"
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With such praise, Yaoyao Fang squeezed back the tears that seeped out of the corners of her eyes for next time, then leaned over the person on the bed, carefully gazing at the charming purple flowers on her face, and the tip of her nose was almost touching hers. The tip of his nose was very suggestive of frivolity. If Huangmei Broad Bean hadn't known about his master's habit of switching between men and women, and not distinguishing between men and women, he would have thought that he was being frivolous. Now he quietly retreated out, letting him admire her. Morning glories cultivated by one’s own hands!
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The powerful dragon sword pierced the solid chest, pierced the heart, and shattered the dream...
Qianhua struggled in the frightened moment before Nan Liyue died. She wanted to follow him and fall into the dark abyss, but she could not find his figure. There was always a pair of hands at the top of the abyss, Pulling hard on yourself.
But Nan Liyue has sunk to the end of the abyss. Qianhua wanted to pounce on it but couldn't. The pain turned into resentment, hating the hands that wouldn't let her be with the moon, cutting off her longing for her, so close to the end of the world. , Yin and Yang are forever separated...
After being immersed in pain for an unknown amount of time, it seemed that it was almost numbing her heart that was riddled with holes and oozing blood. Qianhua finally took a breath of fresh air from the abyss and poured it into her chest and abdomen. With a strong movement, she raised her head fiercely. He bit into the hands that were holding him tight to prevent him from dying!
However, Qianhua didn't know that what she bit was not her hand at all, but someone's nose.
"Oh - it hurts me so much!"
There was a shrill scream, as if Yaoyao had been raped.
After hearing this, the four people from Huangmei Broad Bean struggled with the pros and cons of "should I rush in and save the beauty as a hero", and decided to pretend to be calm and turn a deaf ear. I think it is completely normal for the Valley Master to be surprised every once in a while. It was just some ink that stained her beloved clothes, and the embroidery made her fingers bloom with sesame seeds and mung beans. Little did she know that Yaoyao's injury this time was not because she was stupid, but because the morning glory was so strong that it nibbled hard on the tip of her nose. The lower two lines are deep tooth marks.
Yaoyao got out of bed and threw herself in front of the bronze mirror to check the injury...
The person on the bed felt in a trance that he had broken free from the hands that had restrained him. A faint yellow light appeared in the dark abyss. At the end, Nan Liyue was dressed in a mysterious robe and turned around with her hands behind her back. Her handsome face that was unrivaled in the world was not at all. Reduce indifference and calm down.
Qianhua was overjoyed and murmured softly, "Ah Li, wait for me..." and then jumped up and flew deeper.
However, before she could fall into his arms, a look of anger suddenly appeared on Nan Liyue's pale and indifferent face, with annoyance and cold alienation, and then her sword eyebrows were slightly frowned and her wolf eyes were lowered, as if she was disdainful. Looking at himself again, he turned his back, stepped lightly, and disappeared into the pale snow-white end, not wanting to leave even a trace of his soul-stirring back.
"Ah Li! Ah Li! Ah Li..." Qianhua was shocked. Nan Liyue seemed unwilling to follow her, but she really didn't have the courage to live alone, so she had to go with him. It was her own fault that caused her to become a demon king. After this tragic defeat, Qianhua couldn't even ask for a chance to say "I'm sorry" on the road to hell, so she ran away and chased after him, but fell down on the bumpy road again and again. The severe pain in her body was not as good as the pain in her heart, and she stumbled and climbed. I got up and continued to follow, but I couldn't find him, and I didn't even know he was on the dark and desperate side...
Qianhua's heart fell silent little by little on the edge of collapse...
Yaoyao was using magic to mend her nose against the bronze mirror when she heard a more anxious but weaker call from the other side of the bed. She turned around out of curiosity and was shocked -
The originally transparent water-like soul had turned into a human form, but now, for some unknown reason, it was melting little by little. The human form was distorted, and the limbs were shrunk. What dripped down on the edge of the bed was her soul that was on the verge of being exterminated. This situation is more terrifying than bleeding from the seven orifices!
Yaoyao was instantly confused, stood up abruptly, knocked down the bottles and jars on the dressing table, completely forgetting to summon Huangmei broad beans for help, and jumped onto the bed in two steps, hurriedly scooping up her soul that was spreading like water. But there was no way to gather it together, the trembling fingers were still leaking, and the beloved morning glory was about to be destroyed. Yaoyao was about to cry out: "Wuwu... don't die... don't die, okay?" ?”
Please don't die, okay? Don't die, okay...
Qianhua heard this sentence in a hazy state of consciousness. She didn't know who was saying this to her, but she clearly remembered that she had said this to Nan Liyue. However, he refused to listen. He still walked away completely and decisively alone. Now, there is another hateful person making such unreasonable demands on himself! But even the mighty Demon Lord can't do it. Why should she, a little-known little hedgehog, pay attention to others
At this thought, her mind was shattered. From Yaoyao's perspective, the person on the bed was about to turn into a puddle of irreparable water.
"Morning Glory! Morning Glory! You died irresponsibly like this, but what should I do? Where can I send my crazy love?" Yaoyao roared hysterically, not hesitate to pour her own demon spirit into it. In order to save her dying body, she reprimanded her loudly, hoping to bring back her stubborn desire to die, "It would be better if you died. Once you are done with it, you will make others suffer! If you have the guts, don't die, live." It’s your ability!”
After a year of hard work cultivating morning glory, how could we just let her die? (To be continued)