Heavenly Star

"No, no! It's like this... Come on, watch me write... It's like this here, and then on the right... "Ning Xue wrote on the paper with a pen, every stroke is so serious. Tong Xin took the same pen and stared at the formed words under Ning Xue's pen. He didn't even know that the ink on the pen was on his clothes.

"Well! Well, this is the word "Yao", which is the last word of my sister's name. " Ning Xue closed her pen and said excitedly. Her handwriting is neat and flawless, just like carving. It's hard to imagine that it's written by a ten-year-old girl.

And the pupil heart

Tong Xin looked at the word "Yao" without blinking. After reading it for a long time, she suddenly felt that her eyes were spent. The pen was suspended by her for a long time and didn't fall. For her, writing a word is much more difficult than killing a hundred people.

"Oh... Forget it, we'd better learn mathematics." She taught Tong Xin five words in three days, and was forgotten another day. Ning Xue finally gave up and took out the pamphlet compiled by Ye Wuchen when she taught her arithmetic, and then turned page by page until... Page 5.

In the past year, Tong Xin has only learned the first four pages.

"Well... Listen, sister Tong Xin. This was just done yesterday and can be calculated at once... How many small stones will there be in the end by beating a big stone into three small stones, and then beating each small stone into three smaller stones? "

Pupil heart: "! ￥……”

"This was just calculated yesterday. Sister Tongxin answered correctly yesterday... It must be OK today." Ning Xue smiled and encouraged.

Pupil heart stretched out three delicate fingers, root like jade. Her skin is very white, but her white is a kind of white different from condensed snow. It is as white as ice, crystal clear, and condensed snow is as white as snow... Like Xuefei Yan, it is as white as milk fat. She poked her fingers, stretched out three fingers of her left hand, and then... She was silly, then her eyes were confused, and finally looked pitifully at Ning Xue. It was an expression of begging for mercy.

"Woo... Let's go and play with our sister. It's getting dark, and my brother is coming back soon. " Ning Xue's patience was finally exhausted. She said dejectedly. Fortunately, she had already been used to it. Tong Xin is still Tong Xin. At the beginning, in order to protect ye Wuchen from being hurt by Jue Tian, she exhausted the last trace of strength in her body and exhausted all the details of strength. Her strength could not have been restored, but strangely, after she woke up, her strength began to recover and recovered faster and faster. A month ago, She even recovered to the strength no less than her previous strength, which was called the "daughter of heaven's punishment", which surprised ye Wuchen again and again. However, at this time, ye Wuchen obviously had no one to provoke, so she didn't need her protection. She is with Ning Xue every day. Ning Xue teaches her to write and count again and again, and her pupil is also very serious about learning, but she seems to be born with a lack of this knowledge. She spends more than three times as much time learning the same knowledge as Ning Xue, and it is easy to forget it. So far, she can write less than 200 words, and Ning Xue can write poems and articles by herself occasionally, And painting for my brother.

At this time, Xiaomo will walk away. Although she is only a teenager, her memory and knowledge are not lost at all. She can only be bored to see them write and count there, but she has no interest in being their teacher. Compared with the carefree of Ning Xue and Tong Xin, she undoubtedly has a lot more things to think and worry about. She also knows the most clearly what ye Wuchen is worried about.

And she found that ye Wuchen's recent mood was obviously different. It should be what he felt.

What can make him react like this will not be people or things on this continent, but

"No one wants to hurt him." Lying on the edge of the window, looking at Xiaomo in the outside sky, holding his fists, he said to himself in a very low voice. In his eyes full of water, there suddenly flashed a moment of fierce light.

Ye Wuchen appeared in huashuirou's room. Looking at huashuirou's clothes, he raised his head and welcomed him with joy. Ye Wuchen is used to this sudden appearance. She won't take the initiative to ask why, where he has gone, what he is doing and when he will come back. She will only be satisfied and happy and be his wife at home. Married to ye Wuchen for more than half a year, she was still as delicate and shy as a green girl. The biggest change was that she began to have the charm of a young woman under the moisture of rain and dew at night. There was a touch of moving charm in her eyes, and her chest began to rise high and support her clothes.

"Husband, the weather is getting cold. This is a new dress just made. Try it to see if it fits." Hua shuirou gently took off his coat and put on the coat he had just made for him. It was another autumn. Autumn is the season when ye Wuchen wakes up from ten years of sleep.

"The clothes made by xiaorourou never fit badly." Ye Wuchen said with a smile, letting her pick up her arm and put it into her new clothes. In this world, only she knows what color and style clothes he likes to wear, and only the clothes she makes are always so fit. Wearing them can always bring him warm warmth.

Hua shuirou waited on him to put it on, gently buttoned the buttons from top to bottom, sorted out his skirt, stepped back and showed a beautiful and soft smile: "well, it fits very well. No matter what clothes my husband wears, it's so beautiful... This dress is getting dirty. I'll wash it later. Will my husband wear it first?"“ OK. " Ye Wuchen stepped forward and picked up her smooth face. The flower water is soft, the head is slightly drooping, and the charming face secretly smears a layer of rosy clouds. The voice is thin and weak: "husband, I'm a little inconvenient today. I may not be able to... Serve tonight... Will you go to find sister huang'er tonight?" Ye Wuchen didn't ask if he could, but his moving shame aroused his tenderness in his heart. He bowed his head and kissed her deeply on her lips before leaving his room. When he opened the door and walked out, a slightly cold wind blew against his face. Ye Wuchen took a breath of fresh wind and sighed lightly: "fourteen years." It has been fourteen years since he came to Tianchen mainland. Among them, ten years in deep sleep, two years in coma, but only two years have memory. Fourteen years, how many fourteen years can there be in life? Has the "home" in his memory changed dramatically. If he finds his past, how should he go back and face it. The Tianlong Kingdom also began the process of subduing the gale after the storm of the gale kingdom was calmed down. In the past six months, the huge territory of Dafeng country has been gradually incorporated into Tianlong country. Those who refuse to surrender have been forcibly broken down the city by iron and blood means. They have no mercy when taking action. In addition to the huge existence of the evil emperor and his grace of eliminating the disaster of Dafeng for thousands of years, few people can't think of it. Even if the leaders of some cities are determined not to surrender, they will be first met with the uproar and dissatisfaction of the city people. Therefore, the process of subduing dafengguo did not take much time and effort. Today, the whole Dafeng country has been completely under the Tianlong country. Facing the Tianlong country whose area has suddenly expanded several times, kuishui country and canglan country have become well deserved small countries. However, they are not worried about being annexed by the Tianlong kingdom. Instead, they are much more at ease than before. After the accident six months ago, lengya completely disappeared without a trace. With the power of Ye Wuchen's evil sect, North emperor sect and South emperor sect all over the world, he could not find any trace of him, as if he had suddenly disappeared completely from the world. But Chu Jingtian's news always comes once in a while. He didn't go back to the north to find Chu cangming, perhaps because he broke cangming's sword and didn't have the face to meet him. He traveled to the Tianchen continent every day, looking for the trace of cold cliff and supporting justice all the way, but... Although he always carried the broken cangming sword on his back, he never used the sword again. He fought with people and animals. He always picked up things he could borrow when fighting, Sometimes it's a dead branch, sometimes it's a brush, sometimes it's a paper roll, sometimes it's a stone... If there's nothing he can borrow, he'll use his bare hands and still use the sword magic formula. At that time, he will use his fingers as his sword, his hands as his sword and his arms as his sword. Gradually, there was nothing that could not be used as a sword by him. Since he walked around the world for half a year, he has never had a battle of failure and never accompanied anyone. Maybe he has begun to like the feeling of walking alone. In the past half a year, the biggest change is Xiaozi. Ye Wuchen watched it change from a level 5 Warcraft at birth to today's God level Warcraft... It took only half a year for level 5 to God level. I'm afraid he can't find a second one with such a growth rate of strength. Long Jing is indeed something that even the divine world covets. The half-year-old little purple body did not soar like its power, but vaguely increased an almost imperceptible circle. So far, it has never been shot once, and every day it becomes a partner and... Toy of Ning Xue and Tong Xin. However, the little Amethyst evil dragon without self-esteem is comfortable every day without any dissatisfaction. No matter who he meets, no matter strangers or acquaintances will produce any hostility. Instead of going back to his room immediately, he sprained his body, jumped lightly into the air, tilted and translated in the air, and fell into another small courtyard, which made no sound and was not perceived by anyone. Then he raised his head, walked forward and opened the door that was only opened for him[ Thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation]