You can't hold any male gods [Sword III]

Tang Wule firmly grasped the flower branch in his hand, turned around suddenly and flipped onto the feather ink carving, and headed towards Father Ye's small courtyard, and jumped off as soon as he landed.

"Mother, where's Tang Ye!?" Tang Wule looked at Mother Ye who was sitting in the yard. At this time, Mother Ye was holding a book and teaching Ye Huoqing how to read. Father Ye had just left the house and went to the kitchen to get food. , now only she and Ye Huoqing are here, and there are two people sleeping on the bed, Tang Ye and Ye Huoshun.

"What's the matter? Sleeping in the house." Mother Ye looked at Tang Wule who was in a hurry.

Tang Wule didn't speak, pushed open the door, picked Tang Ye up and ran outside, Ye Huoqing was dumbfounded.

"What's wrong with brother-in-law?" Mother Ye frowned and put the book on the table. Ye Huoqing scratched her head and asked her mother.

"I don't know, what happened to their father and daughter today? Qing'er, you are here, read the book by yourself, and I will go back when I go." Mother Ye threw the book on the youngest son's face, turned around and followed Tang Wule's footsteps.

Ye Huoqing: "..."

Ye Huoqing took the book off his face expressionlessly and put it on the table. He felt that he was not his own QAQ, why was he always the one who got hurt!It's too awful!But he couldn't help but wonder, what happened, what happened to his brother-in-law?

"Where's your mother?" Father Ye went back to the yard and saw that only his youngest son was there, and the door of Tang Ye's sleeping room was also opened.

"I went after my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law ran back in a hurry just now, and ran away with my little niece in his arms." Ye Huoqing said.

Father Ye Zou Mei, Tang Wule, why is this crazy?He put the food on the table, picked up the books on the table, flipped through them, and then threw it on Ye Huoqing's face: "Study hard by yourself, I'll go after your mother."

Ye Huoqing: "..."

When he took off the book on his face, and there was no sign of his father in front of him, he sighed with a mature face, deeply feeling that he was really not his own!

Ye Huoqing jumped off the stool and ran to the room where Ye Huoshun was lying on his short legs.

He climbed onto the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at his sister's peaceful sleeping face: "Sister, when will you wake up?"

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Ye Huoshun opened his tear-blurred eyes as he heard the sound of feather ink carving taking off in his ears, watching Tang Wule carry Tang Ye on his back and fly to Samsung Mochizuki with 'her' in his arms.

She saw that child saw her... There was a faint crying sound from high in the sky, Ye Huoshun didn't move, her mind was blank now, she didn't want to think about anything, when she really faced it, she felt that she was completely high before Overestimate yourself.

It was quiet in the sea of ​​flowers, and Ye Huoshu stared blankly at the blue sky above, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, but she saw Tang Wule came back again, this time he was alone, he was looking for something anxiously, but naturally he couldn't find anything, Ye Huoshu stood up from the ground, just looked at Tang Wule, at such a close distance, she feels that there are thousands of rivers and mountains between them, she doesn't know what to do...

She watched Tang Wule stretch out her hand, and finally retracted it in frustration. He was startled, and picked up the flower branch she had picked off from the ground. Ye Huosun bit her lip and backed away. She has experienced too much, and now she feels that she is I can no longer stand with Tang Wule...

Ye Huoshun turned around and ran away, Tang Wule was still looking at Huazhi with a confused expression.

Wanhua is a place full of memories. Ye Huoshun walked on the path, looked at the plants and trees here, and unknowingly came to the small courtyard of Ye Mu. The courtyard is not big, and there are many flowers and plants in it. It looked very livable, the scenery was pleasant, the courtyard door was open, she walked in, no one was in the courtyard, but there was a room that was open, she walked in, there were two people in the room, one was The boy, who looked no more than four or five years old, was wearing a bright yellow Tibetan sword gown, which looked like jade carved in powder, and was very cute. At this moment, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the woman on the bed in a daze.

This child might be his younger brother, Ye Huoshun thought, and patted Ye Huoqing's head modestly.

Lying on the bed was 'her' body, and Ye Huoshun stretched out his hand to touch his own body. It was warm to the touch, and his pulse was strong. This body has been taken care of very well... You can see how hard the person who takes care of it is. .

"Do you want to go back?" The little fairy asked next to her ear.

"I don't know..." Ye Huoshun murmured to herself. After leaving here, she has experienced so much. Now it is too unfair for Tang Wule to let her return to this body like this, as if nothing happened.

'If only this body was broken from the start...' she thought now, tears streaming down her cheeks.

The two little fairies were silent, and they didn't know what to say. Only they knew about their feelings. Ye Huoshun was hurt and they felt it. It was because of this that they were even more speechless.

"Why don't we leave first? Come back after you think it through thoroughly? Skip this time, so that you won't feel so uncomfortable." A little fairy asked cautiously.

Ye Huoshun wiped away her tears and smiled, she knew that these two little guys cared about her: "Okay."

Just let her escape again, let her think through it thoroughly...

"I once said that I would send Lu Zhao home. I remember you guys brought his double knives for me. Where can you send me..."

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Tang Ye had just slept for a while before being scooped up by her father. She rubbed her eyes and saw that the person holding her was her father. She was obedient and didn't cry. She honestly hugged Tang Wule's neck.

"Daddy, are we going to Huahai again?" Tang Ye looked at the familiar path and asked in confusion.

"Nian Shu, look for it, is your mother still here?" Tang Wule let Yu Mo Diao fly a little lower, anxiously asking Tang Ye to look for it.

Tang Ye nodded half-understood, and searched carefully over the sea of ​​flowers, but after flying several times, Tang Ye shook his head.

"Father, mother is really not here anymore."

Tang Wule hugged the child, and the cold liquid dripped on top of Tang Ye's head. Tang Ye stretched out his small hand to hug his father back, and patted Tang Wule's back like grandma used to comfort him.

"Daddy, my mother and I are here."

Mother Ye's call came from beside her ears, Tang Wule drove the feather ink carving down, and stood in the sea of ​​flowers with Tang Wule in her arms.

"What's the matter?" Mother Ye frowned and asked, she felt that Tang Wule was a little abnormal today.

"It's okay, mother... let's go back." Tang Wule hugged Tang Ye, and finally rode back on the feather ink carving.

So is this all my illusion?Tang Wule looked at the flower branch in his hand, and finally discarded it above the sea of ​​flowers, he was stunned.

Father Ye also arrived later, he looked at the feather ink sculpture in the air, and was a little annoyed: "Tang Wule, why is this crazy?"

"Go back." Mother Ye lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard Father Ye's words, she took Father Ye's hand and walked back.

A small flower fell from the sky, Mother Ye reached out to catch it, she looked at the half-wilted flower and then at the direction Tang Wule left, and put the flower away.

She suddenly felt that maybe Tang Ye was right?It is said that children have bright eyes and can see some mysterious things...

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I changed jobs, and I can’t fish when I go to work, so I will update randomly in the future.

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