Milky ginseng teasing online

Lori looked at Ferrar's back, as if he had discovered something, a smile flashed in his blue eyes, with a smile on his lips, he whistled, and walked towards the spaceship.

Nancy stood there in a daze, and quickly stepped up to keep up with everyone who had left. Following his movements, his frozen arm felt pain. He let out a soft cry, and his brows were tightly knit together because of the pain.

Lori paused in his steps. He looked back at Nancy, glanced at his left hand, and there was something in his eyes. He shook his head in pain, and said regretfully, "Been bitten?"

Nancy stared at him blankly, feeling a little sad in her heart, and a trace of depression flashed in her usually vigorous eyes. He tried his best to control his emotions, and said with a light smile, "That's right."

Lori nodded seriously, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled sincerely, "I'm very lucky."

Nancy was taken aback, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing this, Lori laughed wildly, blinked at Nancy, and continued walking towards the spaceship.

Nancy: ...

What kind of monsters and ghosts are these?

Nicola and Aesop walked to Nancy and looked at his left hand with grief in their eyes.

Nancy smiled at them and said indifferently, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all."

Nicola looked at her pale face, and her eyes gradually became moist. After a few days of messy corpses, they all knew what would happen if they were bitten.

"Admiral Sanatus sealed your hand. There should be a way. Don't worry." Aesop said in a deep voice.

Nan Xi nodded, and the three walked into the spaceship together. Behind them, there were many bones and scarlet corpses on the ground. The strong wind blew past and the wind and sand filled the sky, blowing away all traces.

The three of them walked into the spaceship, but they didn't see Ferrar. Lori sat on a chair with a big leash, holding a goblet of red wine that he found out from nowhere in his hand, like a nobleman, leisurely and comfortable.

The three consciously sat on the other side, trying to avoid contact with Luo Li. Although the people in front of them looked normal, they were no less dangerous than the corpses outside the door.

Lori squinted his eyes and sniffed the red wine lightly. The smile on his face was even bigger. He looked at Nancy who was sizing him up quietly, and gently raised his glass.

In the tightly closed cabin, a man dressed in black stood quietly in front of the glass window, his long eyes were lightly closed, and the air around the man slowly gathered together, blowing into the distance with a trace of coldness.

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In the leisurely valley surrounded by aura, the flowing water is gurgling, the birds are singing softly, the towering trees are gently swaying with the wind, and the green leaves are swaying with the wind and falling into the lake water, creating a circle of ripples, slowly unfolding, and then gradually fading away .In the crystal-clear lake, occasionally fish swimming leisurely by bubbling. Beside the lake are several wild fruit trees bearing ripe red fruits.

Under the fruit tree, a small ginger-white thing suddenly appeared curled up. Trembling slightly.

Beside the little ginseng, a purple butterfly danced lightly, circled around the little ginseng a few times, then flapped its small wings, and gently landed on his head.

There was an itchy feeling on his head, Gu Gun hugged the little red flower, gently raised his little face, his black and pure eyes were a little moist, and his long eyelashes were full of moisture, he looked up at his round face, his eyes worked hard looking at the top of his head.

When he saw the little butterfly's purple flapping wings, his cute eyes lit up, his mouth was still shrunken in fear, but his little hand let go of the little flower, and excitedly held it up to catch the little butterfly. The little butterfly was frightened and fluttered. The wings flew up, it circled around the little ginseng staying in place for a few times, and then flew away leisurely.

Gun Gun still raised his little hand, his little face was upturned, his glass-like eyes blinked blankly, and the little red flower above his head swayed in the wind. After a while, he took his hand back stupidly, seeing the little butterfly still Flying around, Gun Gun stood awkwardly for a while, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, filled with pure joy, his milky voice let out a soft wow, and his short short legs trotted, The little hand grasped in the air.

The purple butterfly flew low, circling around the little ginseng, one butterfly and one ginseng walked each other, and the crisp and tender laughter sounded slowly in the valley.

Rolling clumsily, chasing the little butterfly, staggering, the tender stems twisted together, fell on the grass with a 'click', he lay on the ground, hummed softly, and looked around with his small mouth Look, there is nothing around, and I don't cry, I get up with my little hands, and continue chasing butterflies happily with my feet.

The little butterfly probably didn't want to play with Gun Gun any more, so it flapped its wings and flew to the other side of the lake, where Gun Gun stood in a daze, with his head slightly tilted in confusion, his face wrinkled into a small bun.

After a while, Gun Gun reached out to touch his own little flower, then lowered his head, kicked his little feet, and finally realized that his place had changed after belatedly.

Gun Gun looked around foolishly, the scene in front of him was a bit familiar, the air was full of spiritual energy, even if it wasn't stuck in the soil, it was very comfortable.He looked at the lake in front of him, walked slowly to the edge of the lake, squatted down, rested his cheeks on his small hands and stared blankly ahead.

The breeze blew by, the trees all over the mountain made a soft rustling sound, and the fragrance of the soil mixed with green grass came. Rollingly sniffing, his eyes suddenly lit up after a moment of silence. He was very familiar with this smell. , he has been living here, obediently stuck in the soil, looking at the gate of the valley day after day, hoping that someone will come and step him away.

If it were any other spiritual creature, it would have recognized that this place was the Wugou Valley, Gun Gun was so stupid, it took him a long time to play with it before he realized it.

Returning to the familiar environment, Gun Gun seemed very excited. He shook his head and looked around, then sat cross-legged obediently by the lake, his eyes bent like crescent moons, and the little red flower above his head swayed slightly excitedly.

Zi Cheshu said that if the little plants get lost, don't wander around, but sit obediently and wait for them. There are many bad guys outside, so don't run around.

Although Gun Gun is playful and silly, in some respects he is very obedient and obedient. For example, when Zi Che'an lectures to the plants, other plants tend to be autistic, so only Gun Gun listens obediently, nodding his head solemnly from time to time.However, other plants often remember it after hearing it once, and Gun Gun listens carefully, but in fact, they don't even remember it at all, and they are vague when listening.

Some of the "Plant Rules" he knew were barely remembered by Zi Che'an after thousands of years of nagging.

Right now, Gun Gun remembered Zi Che'an's words, so he sat obediently by the lakeside without moving a single bit. He shook his little head slightly, babbling in a childish voice, humming an out-of-key song, obediently waiting for Zi Che Shu came to him, and he saw Zi Che'an lying in a pool of blood dripping with his own eyes, watched Wugou Valley ignite a fire all over the sky, and heard the panic and wails of the small plants around him, but he didn't understand anything, he couldn't understand anything. I can't remember, I just shook my head stupidly.

There is no difference between day and night in Wugou Valley, and he sat quietly by the lake, stretched out his small hand and patted the grass under him, pursed his small mouth lightly, and sighed softly.

Zi Che'an must have fallen asleep again, so he didn't come to find Gun Gun.

As time went by, the little ginseng sitting in front of the lake closed his eyes, his little head moved little by little, smacking his little mouth from time to time, and humming softly a few times.

The breeze blew by, the leaves rustled, and the drowsy little ginseng fell forward slightly, and finally rolled into the lake with a plop. There were waves of ripples on the surface of the lake, and then gradually calmed down. Under the light of the blue sky, there is faint greenness, and bursts of white mist shroud the lake.

The author has something to say: I was not blown away by the fly, nor by the sand, nor in the water polo, ahahahahahahaha

Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: read 1 silently;

10 bottles of predestined Wangxian; 4 bottles of Weinuan;