Milky ginseng teasing online

"Go away..."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from my ear, hoarse and deep but with a gentle tone. I stood in front of the illusion in a daze, watching the wooden boy walking slowly, my eyelashes trembled suddenly, the surrounding scenery disintegrated, and my ears Echoing the man's gentle shout, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the man who was hugging him in a daze, and said softly: "...Hui spicy?"

Fei Laer responded softly, and gently smoothed the hair on his temples.

The green streamer on Gun Gun's body has gradually faded, leaving only a few faint grains circling around him.

Gun Gun slowly opened his palm, received a ray of light in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and whispered with difficulty concealing his joy: "Catch it."

Feilaer responded softly, watching the picture disappearing in the streamer, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Spicy Gray..."

Gun Gun lightly grabbed his clothes with one hand, lowered the corner of his mouth, and said in a low tone: "Gun Gun saw Zi Che Anhe...Qingqing, and Wugougu and Shuishui..."

Wen Lanqing's life was full of hurt and lies, blood and calculations, and she was pure in nature. After witnessing such a life, she couldn't control her fear and sadness.

If possible, Fei Laer didn't even want him to remember Zi Che'an's death, let alone seeing his own death in person.

"What did you say?"

Lori squatted beside the two of them, propped his chin with one hand, blinked his eyes puzzledly, looked at the rolling open palm, covered his palm with a smile, and said, "Is there anything here? Or is it A little fun game between you two?"

Feilaer took his hand away expressionlessly, while Gun Gun pursed his lips in wonder, looked at the green streamer flying up from his palm, and said, "It's not a game, it's this, can't Lolo see it?"

Lori looked at his empty palm, smiled brightly, and said, "It's strange that I can see it."

From his perspective, the two of them just hugged each other for a long time, still motionless, meaningless at all.

Gun Gun frowned delicately, bit his lips lightly, sent the streamer in his hand to him, and raised his voice: "There is something, Guang Tuanzi, look."

Seeing that his expression was slightly wrong, Lori settled down and looked at the two of them carefully.

There was a sound of footsteps in the long corridor behind him, especially clear in the empty and quiet secret room, and a gentle voice came slowly: "He can't see it."

The expressions of the three of them changed, Gun Gun stood up from Fei Laer's embrace, and wanted to go forward, but Fei Laer pulled him behind him to protect him.

Yi Xiu walked out slowly from behind the door that was riddled with holes. He had long blond hair, a sickly pale face, and a three-point smile on his brows and eyes. Blended together.

Seeing Fei Laer protecting Gun Gun behind him, Yi Xiu smiled lightly and said, "The general doesn't have to be so nervous, I won't hurt him."

Feilaer was unmoved, and looked at him with a cold expression. When he saw the smile on his face, the image of him piercing Zi Che'an's heart with a sword appeared in his mind. His body trembled slightly, and he hid behind Feilaer. hide.

Lori stood up from the ground, looked at Yi Xiu, and asked curiously, "What is it that I can't see?"

Yi Xiu smiled lightly, stepped into the secret room, stopped in front of the "Picture of Qi Ling of Beiming", raised his head slightly, looked at the person in the painting, and said softly, "A story that happened a long time ago."

It's been so long that if he hadn't just seen one, he would have almost forgotten the story.

Lori raised his eyebrows slightly, as if dissatisfied, and said, "Then why can't I see it?"

Yixiu withdrew his gaze, looked at Feilaer and Gungun, and said with a smile, "Because only the participants can see it."

Lori frowned slightly, not knowing the meaning of his words, but the color of Ferrar's eyes did not change slightly, and his face darkened a bit.

Gun Gun repeated his words lightly, then lightly pulled Rafaelal's clothes, leaned into his ear and whispered softly: "Qingqing is lying, Gun Gun didn't know Huilaer at that time, we don't want cheated."

Feilaer narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dignified expression, tightly holding the small white sachet in his hand.

After hearing his words, Yixiu smiled slightly, then met Fei Laer's gaze, and said word by word: "The general thinks, why can you see it?"

Feilaer looked at him and said coldly, "Because I was also there."

Yi Xiu was a little surprised that he accepted the truth so quickly, turned around and walked to the black wooden coffin placed in the center, with a slight movement of his fingers, the forbidden coffin lid instantly flew out, revealing the person lying in the coffin come out.

Zi Che lay quietly inside, all of his black hair had turned white, but his eyebrows and eyes were the same as before. If his face was not too pale, he would never have thought that this was a person who had died tens of thousands of years ago.

After seeing Zi Che'an, the smile in Yi Xiu's eyes became a little more sincere, and he brushed his fingers lightly over his white hair, and said softly, "Zi Che'an... your Gun Gun and Yao Boy are here..."

After the words fell, the secret room suddenly fell silent. There was no wind, but the candles on both sides flickered. Under Yi Xiu's gaze, the man in the coffin slowly opened his eyes.

It should have been a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, but at this moment, it lost its brilliance and was completely silent.

He jumped out of the coffin, and stood quietly behind Yi Xiu, his soft white hair was tied with a wooden hairpin and fell freely behind him.

After seeing his son Che'an, Gun Gun was overjoyed, and was about to run over, but Feilaer gently grabbed his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Wait a minute."

Rolled to look at him, then at Zi Che'an, pursed his lips, let out a little groan, and walked back behind Fei Laer, but his eyes kept on Zi Che'an.

Luo Li looked at the "Northern Ming Qiling Tu" on the wall, then at Zi Che'an, his eyes were full of interest, he looked at several people with great interest, waiting to hear the story.

Yi Xiu looked at Gun Gun and said softly: "Do you still remember the picture you saw just now?"

Rolling licked his lips and nodded: "I remember."

Yi Xiu smiled, as if what they saw was an extremely ordinary thing, and said unhurriedly: "Then you should know that you are already dead."

When Leng Buding heard this sentence, Gun Gun still didn't react in a daze, but Feral's expression changed, his eyes were serious, and he looked at him coldly.

Gun Gun's spiritual intelligence has been activated. Although he is not good at thinking, he can see many things clearly. Although he is ignorant, he can clearly remember every scene he saw in the illusion, including Zi Che'an's death, and his death.

He lowered his head slightly, with a downcast expression, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said softly: "I know, Zi Che'an scorched the ginseng with lightning."

Yixiu seemed to be unable to see Feral's gaze, and said meaningfully: "But you are still alive."

Gun Gun gave a muffled hum, and said with a mournful face, "Because Shui Shui saved Gun Gun..."

After he finished speaking, Feilaer's body in front of him froze slightly, and his fingers holding the sachet tightened.

The moment the thunder strikes, Mu Tong, who was supposed to be standing in front of the production stage, suddenly appeared in the medicine garden, and tightly protected the ginseng in the center of the thunder and lightning in his arms.

However, Zi Che'an was afraid that Wen Lanqing would use the rolling to cause harm to the world, so the thunder he summoned used up all his aura and was full of power.

So Gun Gun was still scorched, leaving only a ball of charred powder that Mu Tong tightly held in his hand.

The wooden boy was made of spiritual wood in the mountains, it was lifeless, and the sky thunder only split living things, so although it was chopped black and scorched, its limbs were intact, only a scorching mark was left on the shoulder.

Yixiu seemed to be a little emotional, glanced at the man behind him, and said softly, "Even Zi Che'an didn't realize that it had enlightened its own wisdom...Because of Mutong's interference, your soul survived, but it was torn apart. Returning to chaos, it took tens of thousands of years to re-condense and grow ginseng."

After the fire in Wugou Valley was extinguished, Wen Lanqing held Zi Che'an's body in a daze, while the scorched black wooden boy stiffly got up from the ground, carefully holding the ginseng ashes, limping He took a sachet from Zi Che'an's waist, put the ginseng ash into it carefully, put it on his heart to protect it tightly, and gently touched the sachet with stiff fingers.

Just like the countless times in the past, the naughty ginseng wrapped his fingers around his fingers to play.

Wen Lanqing was disheartened, intending to destroy Mutong, he raised his sword, but Zi Che'an's serious appearance when he was carving Mutong appeared in front of his eyes, and the spirit sword fell to the ground, making a soft sound.

He picked up Zi Che'an's body, and left Wugou Valley in a daze.

Mutong stood there dumbfounded, his dull eyes rolled around, and he stood quietly on a pile of ashes with a small sachet in his hand, and the Ningshuang sword was buried in the ashes.

Mutong Wuling, holding a sachet and Ningshuang sword, walked blankly on the desolate and desolate Beiqi Mountain.

I don't know how long it took, the sun and the moon changed, Beiqi Mountain disappeared, it lost its direction, and walked aimlessly into the distance.

Wen Lanqing took Zi Che'an, traveled all over the world, and walked through the long river of history, just to find the technique of resurrection; while Mu Tong, carrying a pouch and a sword, walked between the world in a daze.

Until one day, it manifested its wits, fell down in the desert, and was resisted.

Ten years later, he met a refined man passing by, and came with him to a country called Sishengyate.

40 years later, the spaceship crashed into the ancient earth. In the vast yellow sand, he came across a silly and childish ginseng. It tilted its head and asked him in a childish voice:

"Are you going to eat me?"

After that, the world is worth it.

Yi Xiu spoke softly, with a light tone, with a slight smile in his eyes, nostalgic and melancholy.

Gun Gun looked at the sachet in Fei Laer's hand, and remembered the hideous scar on his shoulder. His heart felt sour, his eyes were moist, his throat was choked, and his voice trembled: "Hui Laer...why...don't you tell me."

Ferrar turned back, looked at his red eyes like a bunny, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, rubbed his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but... I have already forgotten."

In the face of time, human beings are so tiny. After tens of thousands of years, no matter how strong the feelings are, they will disappear little by little, and finally they will be completely forgotten.

One day, Wen Lanqing suddenly realized that she had forgotten what she had experienced with Zi Che in the past, and frantically drew all kinds of past events into paintings, and she had to read them every day, and attached them to Zi Che'an's ears, one by one. Tell him the details of the case.

The wooden boy is soulless, and he has no memory at all, leaving Feral with only scars all over his body.

What he saw in the suburbs was not the perspective of either Zi Che'an or Wen Lanqing, but the world in Mu Tong's eyes, and it was his only memory.

In the rolling world, there is boundless darkness, there are spiritual plants full of valleys, Zi Che'an, Wen Lanqing, and Baicao fairy, but in Mutong's world, there is only one ginseng.

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