I became an ancient tree of the elves

Faced with Li Wen's return, but Yi Lin was not with him, everyone in the Ling Pavilion understood what had happened.

Doia exclaimed: "Senior brother, you are too cruel to give up your true love like this."

Facing her words, Li Wen asked with a calm expression: "What is love?"

Doia clenched her hands into fists and said with certainty: "Love is a feeling that is worthless and unstoppable by all difficulties. It transcends all emotions."

The Lingzhu flying next to him also nodded and expressed his agreement: "Yeah."

Li Wen shook his head. That was just a selfish act: "So, do I have to give up my responsibilities, you, and the people of China?"

Doia curled her lips: "It's not that serious. Didn't she say that she can give up everything? Being with you won't hinder anything."

Li Wen sighed: "But I can't believe it. It's not like you don't understand how weird and powerful the demons are."

"They are all excuses." Doia rolled her eyes: "If you don't believe her, then you have never loved her."

"I want to believe in her, but I don't want to believe in the demons."

Li Wen said in such an upright manner: "If you want to fight against the demons, your determination must not waver in the slightest. As your pavilion master, I must be ruthless and set a good example for you."

Doia held the spirit bead in her arms and shook her head: "You are obviously very shaken."

"Shut up" Li Wen didn't want to hear it.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have asked me to follow you yesterday."

"To shut up"

Li Wen stared fiercely, not wanting her to continue talking.

Doia was not afraid at all and smacked her lips: "Before setting off, you told me that if you were bewitched, you would want me to stab you to death with a sword, tsk tsk tsk."

Li Wen had blue veins on his forehead and shouted directly: "Get lost"

Doia held the spirit bead and walked directly back to the hall: "Hey, silly brother, don't regret it in the future."

In the evening, Lingzhu asked Doia: "Why did Li Wen and Yilin do that?"

Doia began to tell Lingzhu: "I also think it is a pity for them both. Li Wen will definitely regret it in the future."

"Huh huh." Doia said so conclusively: "It is extremely difficult to meet someone you can fall in love with and people who love each other in your life."

"The meeting between Li Wen and Yi Lin is really rare. It's a pity that he doesn't know how to cherish it."

Lingzhu sat on the table and reached out to touch her head: "I will cherish Duoyi."

"Yes." Doia reached out and grabbed Lingzhu's little hand. Her little hand was only slightly bigger than a baby's, very small and cute.

"Buddha said that five hundred years are all it takes for one person to look back, and another five hundred years for one person to pass by on the bridge."

"There is only one true love in the world between two people who are perfectly matched in every way."

"However, it is extremely difficult to find a good match, so it is good to be able to fall in love with someone, so it doesn't matter how humble the other person's status is, what their ability, appearance, or age is."

"If you consider everything to match and get what you want, it will be far more difficult than the five hundred years."

Doia used the Buddha's metaphor of fate to explain how difficult it is for two people who love each other to meet each other: "Five hundred years is the number of people the Buddha said is the unit. One person can be said to be fifty years, and five hundred years is ten people."

"One out of ten people can succeed. This is a one-in-ten chance."

"If it's true, then this look back is only one in ten people, but it means that the person who can fall in love glances at each other, and the next step of contact and development will determine whether it can truly develop into true love."

"Another one-tenth of five hundred years, which adds up to one percent of a pair of gods and immortals."

"Another five hundred years will be one thousandth, and another five hundred years will be one ten thousandth."

"If you take the initiative to search for it." Doia sighed and said about the concept of love towards the spirit bead: "You search the whole world, but you find that you still can't find the person in your mind."

"You search over and over again, year after year, and accidentally you hear his existence from someone else's mouth. You are sure that he is the person you are looking for."

"Then we learned that he had died young fifty years ago."

"Or you learn that he is actually just a character in the story."

"Or you learn that he is now an old man and has only a few days left to live. All you hear is his demeanor and stories when he was young."

Lingzhu listened in confusion, blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch Doia's face, and rubbed his little face against hers: "Then I think Doe is the person Lingzhu is looking for. "

Doia smiled and rubbed her face towards her: "You have never looked for me. I have always been here. There is probably only friendship or family affection between us."

The metaphor in the story just now is all about love, telling how difficult it is for a perfect couple to stay together.

However, after hearing what Lingzhu said, Doia was also touched in her heart. Could it be that Lingzhu's heart was filled with love.

But the spirit bead is so small

But the elves are like this, and the spirit beads will not grow up.

So, is there really a family relationship between the two of them?

Doia began to have some self-doubt.

If the spirit bead is your lover

The person who will accompany you throughout your life

Like Li Yun Ye Xiaoyu from the Elf Tribe

With such evil thoughts, looking at the cute pink spirit beads, I feel a little guilty for no reason.

He quickly patted his face and sobered up.

What is she thinking about? Lingzhu is a Lingzhu, Lingzhu is a Lingzhu, a very small and cute Lingzhu.

Being with Lingzhu feels like you are having forbidden incest with your own daughter.

Lingzhu looked at her strangely: "Doe"

"Nothing, let's take a shower first."

"Uh-huh."

""

Although the two of them took baths frequently, Doia always felt that her thoughts were somehow becoming a little evil.

Copper smelting.

Holding the spirit bead, soaking in the wooden barrel of hot water, watching the spirit bead blowing bubbles.

Doia gradually recalled the past.

when she was little

Watching my family being killed in front of me, my mother was

Awakened the ability and killed the thugs.

Wandering on the streets, he met his master and adoptive father Li Qingyuan.

Then he was brought to the land of China by Li Qingyuan, and after serious apprenticeship, he joined Tianji Pavilion.

I was still young at that time. I studied Chinese with my master and started to practice cultivation. Two years passed like this.

She is like the little princess of Tianji Pavilion. All her senior brothers and sisters take good care of her, which makes her character become a little unruly and willful.

One day, Li Qingyuan called her into the study and said to her: You are the most important person in the future that will affect the fate of the world.

If you meet a spirit master in the future, I’ll trouble you to take good care of him.

Doia also knows a little bit about the future plans of Tianji Pavilion, and knows that the existence of the spirit master is crucial: what if the spirit master is a man?

Li Qingyuan smiled and said: Then get married.

Why did she have to sacrifice herself? Doia refused directly: I don’t want to

She didn't want to marry a strange man she didn't know.

Don't be willful

I don’t want to marry any man. Who cares if he is a spiritual master or something else?

Ugh

Li Qingyuan sighed helplessly and rubbed her head lovingly.

Doia snorted arrogantly: Huh

As a person from the New Red Empire, Doia with her silver hair is simply the most adorable loli in the world.

After recalling the past

Doia looked at this lovely spirit bead and felt that she was taking care of her very responsibly.

But if Lingzhu is a boy, will she marry or not?

The two tentacles on Lingzhu's head moved again, a blush rose on his cheeks, and he continued to blow bubbles: "Gulu, gulu, guru."

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