[Honghuang] Wenxin, ask heart

Taiyi felt that he seemed to know something important, and would he be silenced by Daozu, but after thinking about it, since Daozu was able to let such a big killer go out with such confidence, then he was not afraid of their speculation, yes, God's will, God's will, if it can be guessed, is not God's will.

Thinking about it this way, Tai Yi, who originally wanted to rush to the Heavenly Court to tell his brother the news, immediately calmed down, um, not in a hurry.

Thinking about it now, Huang Zhongli in this form was originally abnormal. He had seen all over the prehistoric times, which spiritual root had grown up like this, hey, he was very clear about what the abnormal phenomenon meant.

And I always feel very familiar. When Daozu preached last time, wasn't it just like this spiritual swaying?

Tai Yi looked at the two reunited little spirit roots, but his mind was already spinning a thousand times.

As for Fusang, upon hearing the bad news that his little friend couldn't speak, he immediately made up a series of "facts" that were completely unreasonable, and felt... er, Huang Zhongli, you are really too much of a friend.

Hey, it must be for him to advance, Huang Zhongli gave up something for him, hey, usually you don’t talk much (you are sure you are not talkative), but when this kind of time comes, you can do this for your friends , Sure enough, everything he met before was cannon fodder, this is true love.

So, wiping away the tears that filled his eyes, Fusang said solemnly, "Huang Zhongli, I will take responsibility."

"..." What did you imagine?No wonder I had such a bad premonition just now.

"..." Tai Yi felt that he should calm down, you see, wicked people have their own trials.

"Don't be sad, don't be discouraged, as your good friend, I will definitely be responsible for you." He patted the stunned Xuanyi Lolita as he spoke, "From now on, I will be your mouth, whatever you want to say, I will come to help you."

"..." I always feel that I shouldn't come.What on earth did you make up in your head, let’s not talk about whether you can understand my thoughts, she only knows that she can be your eyes and other QY-style confessions, she has never seen such a thing as your mouth, is it really possible?

"Don't be discouraged, I will help you find your voice together. Well, bet on my cultivation." Although Fusangmu is stupid, he is really a good friend. If he is kind to someone, So it's really good, including the cultivation he cares about.

When Fusang said such words, even Tai Yi admired them. After all, such things as cultivation bases are the foundation of the prehistoric world. If there is no cultivation base, how can we talk about survival!He asked himself, he didn't have any fellow daoist who could give up his cultivation for him, or he would give up his cultivation for a fellow daoist. Of course, the scope of this fellow daoist did not include his elder brother. For his elder brother, everything didn't matter.Thinking about it this way, Tai Yi felt that his moral cultivation was pretty good.

Well, give yourself 32 likes.

Wenxin heard such words for a moment, saying that she was not moved would be a lie. During the time she spent with Fusangmu, she did not put her heart into it. Whether she was called cold-blooded or cruel, she was actually like this people.Thinking about surviving well in the prehistoric world, making friends and so on, is actually just a formality. Up to now, although not many people have been met, there are quite a few, but they have not behaved at all, using the excuse of not being able to communicate, Wen Xin puts herself in her own little world, and now, there is such a bastard who actually broke the excuse that he has nothing to do with him. moved.

There is really no one who has said such things to himself like this, well, let him be my friend, it is a real friend, and Fusang will be very lucky after a long time, I have such a friend, not the kind of let go Calculation of interests, but the kind of heart for heart, although this friend often has no good looks towards himself.

Even if she is a friend she recognizes, Wen Xin still has to maintain her noble and glamorous loli (?) image, and gently patted her friend on the shoulder to indicate that she is not sad, so you can stop.

He bowed slightly to Taiyi, then pulled Fusang out.

Since Fusang's opportunity is here, and this is obviously Taiyi's territory, she might as well be more polite to reduce the possibility of her friends being put on small shoes, but thinking about her character, Wen Xin thinks...

Well, I still don't want to.

Taiyi watched the short little girl easily pull the tall man out, and didn't stop him, um, this little girl is a bit interesting.

"Huang Zhongli, do you still want to go? But I can't go." Fusang was actually quite hesitant along the way. Huang Zhongli obviously wouldn't stay here for a long time, but he couldn't leave. He had credibility. Good man, how can you give up halfway...

"..." Can we not call her Huang Zhongli?

#Is she so yellow? #

#Have you ever seen a product that is directly called the name of the product? #

#Call to hit you again#

"Huang Zhongli, can I..." Before he could finish speaking, he was hit by Wen Xin, the poor boy.

"Huang Zhongli, you hit me?" Boom!

So, it took another hit.

After being repeatedly whipped like this many times, finally she could no longer hear the three "Huang Zhongli".

But still with resentment, looking at a certain squatting on the ground howling, my name is Wen Xin not Huang Zhongli, please call me Wen Xin in the future, and gently gave Fusang a chestnut with his index finger.

Then, Wen Xin felt that she had developed a new skill √!

Fusang got up from the ground and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, so your name is Wen Xin!"

Then he lowered his head and murmured softly, "Huh? I actually heard you talking? No, why don't you have a name and I'm not called Fusang? It's so unfair..."

The happy Wenxin naturally didn't care about these details, thinking of 'you can also call me by other names', she tapped Fusangmu on the back of the head again, and waited for a response.

Of course, Fusang is also very interested in this kind of communication. He also heard it just now. Does it have to be hit on the back of the head by a little girl? It feels a little embarrassing. Looking around, there seems to be no one. , moved to Wen Xin's hand, and said softly: "Wen Xin, then you can marry me a name, okay?"

Well, that's okay, thinking that my friend is still called Fusangmu, it's really embarrassing, so Wen Xin tapped him on the back of the head again, "Then you should be called Qin Sang." '

"Well, I also have a name, Qin Sang, I like it." With a silly expression, Wen Xin felt that such a day was actually pretty good.

I didn't pay attention to my friends who were so happy and dancing, but walked forward.

Suddenly, Qin Sang (hereafter referred to as Qin Sang) ran up to Wen Xin and said seriously, "Hi, Wen Xin, my name is Qin Sang, and I will protect you for the rest of my life."

"..." Remember your words.

Wen Xin looked at him, and then continued to walk forward, while Qin Sang seemed to understand her meaning this time, followed her and walked side by side, and then told her some interesting things about him these days.

Qin Sang knew that he was rather stupid, but his intuition was always accurate.

Daozu didn't set a time for Wenxin to go back, anyway, there is nothing to do when he goes back, Wenxin can't beat Qin Sang, in fact, it's annoying, so he should stay here for a while, anyway, it's a place of pure cultivation, to stabilize his cultivation base and learn from it There is nothing wrong with basic small spells.

After explaining some trivial matters, Qin Sang went to take care of the little Jinwu. After all, it was okay to leave for a while, and if it was a long time, the guarding demon soldiers would probably go to Donghuang to make a small report again.

As the sons of the Demon Emperor, the ten little Golden Crows have developed spiritual wisdom since childhood, and were born with the cultivation base of Golden Immortals. When they were just born, they were indoctrinated that their father is the emperor, their father is the most powerful, and their uncle is the first. The second is the severe wrong thinking, so pampered children can always become bear children, but unfortunately, they become the bear children among the bear children, and there are still ten bear children.

Qin Sang has been tortured until he has no temper at all, thanks to his stupid character, as long as the golden crow howls a few times, he will forget his past and go back to the journey of coaxing the bear child.

So when the ten golden crows came to find fault after their afternoon nap, it was also the saddest time of the day for Qin Sang, but that was the role of the idiot, and he was actually in pain and happiness.

In a word, Shaking M does not explain.

Wen Xin originally wanted to walk around, but you know, as a wood spirit root, in fact, he doesn't really love the real fire of the sun. This Xiaotangshan is full of fire spirit power, suitable for Jinwu and Qin Sang , but it is not suitable for Wenxin.

Although wood makes fire, but... have you ever seen a fire that is born and then poured back?

Unable to practice, Wen Xin could only find her friends, so when Wen Xin saw Qin Sang, her expression was like this: (⊙o⊙)!

I can't be more surprised, you can underestimate anyone, you must not underestimate the destructive power of a brat, hey, my friend's IQ is too impatient, and he is still smiling after being played around, the picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look directly at it.

Wen Xin felt that her conscience had been severely condemned. Well, at least she was a friend she recognized. This kind of treatment is unreasonable. It is better to close her eyes. Anyway, she can't speak. It's good too, isn't it?

Wen Xin, who was squinting her eyes and preparing to pass by, hadn't finished making soy sauce when a golden crow grabbed her sleeve with its third claw (I'm the upright claw!), and a cute little milk voice sounded in her ears: " Sister, do you want to play with us?"

Beep!Voice control does not explain, so cute, so cute, Daozu, what should I do?

So, after hesitating for a while between the voice and his good friends, Wen Xin resolutely chose from his heart's desire, joined the camp of Little Golden Crow, and embarked on the road of playing with Little Golden Crow happily with a piece of wood.

Inadvertently making friends or something, Qin Sangmo.