Chapter 84: Start reading

It never changed.
Unlike ancient times when the Oriental Qingcang drifted in the endless darkness, there will never be night here, but here, it is the same loneliness as he felt in the long drift and ...
bored.
But it is better than that time. To say why ... whenever Dongfang Qingcang's eyes fell on the furry blue grass, he always had a little expectation in his heart.
Looking forward to a figure jumping out of it, and then calling him angrily: "Big devil."
Every time I think of this, Dongfang Qingcang feels that the boredom here can still be tolerated, and even he can endure it longer.
I do not know how long the time has passed, the surrounding scenery has not changed at all, whether the time is walking or stopped, the feeling of Dongfang Qingcang becomes blurred, the only thing that is clear is the wound on his chest, slowly getting better.
Shuo Fengjian's nature is extremely cold, and his nature is in harmony with each other. The injury that Shuo Fengjian left on his heart was extremely difficult to repair, but now this wound is healed.
On the day when the wound was scabby, Dongfang Qingcang was suddenly reluctant to heal the wound, because without the wound, he could not even feel the passage of time.
There was still nothing in the furry blue grass in the distance, time seemed to stop. Slowly, Dongfang Qingcang also couldn't say clearly. He insisted to wait here, because he was expecting the little orchid to wake up, or because it had become his obsession, just like in the ancient times, he lost to the Chichi woman. On the hand, the Akadi woman became his obsession ...
However, when the time was so blurred, suddenly, one day, Dongfang Qingcang opened his eyes after a long sleep and subconsciously looked at the orchid meadow where the small orchid was located.
Then his drowsy eyes slowly widened, and the pupils reflected the change of the scene,
On the furry bluegrass, a ball of white light rolled around, as if playing, unhappy.
Dongfang Qingcang held her breath involuntarily, as if she was afraid that her breath would be a little louder, and she would blow up such a "dream".
The white light and shadow itself is also a hairy mass. She rolled from left to right on the blue grass, and then rolled back from the right. She was bone-like, like a naughty child, but her weight seemed very light, only Gently touch the fur on the bluegrass.
She had no other movement, just rolled around like this, and played for a long time.
But this is enough for Dongfang Qingcang to set her eyes on her and not blink for a long time.
He wanted to touch her in the past, touch it, and even pinch her mischievously, such desire
swelled in his heart
swelled, tickled him, anxious him, made him like a casual young man Just as lethargic.
If it was the former Oriental Cang Cang, he must pass, hold her, hold it in the palm of his hand, only then can he feel at ease.
But now, for some reason, the Oriental Qing Cang, who still claims to be fearless, will have a feeling of fear because of the "itch" in his heart.
Afraid that his involuntary touch hurt her, that his swollen heart would not be good for her, and that she would disappear again because she was close.
What this fragile soul wants people to take care of in real time is the "weak" he once disdained, the humble ants he never looked down on, but now, Oriental Qing Cang can't help but for such things , Control, depression, even fear.
Fear that something so hard to come by will be mottled and broken because of his inadvertent recklessness.
Therefore, Dongfang Qingcang himself did not expect that when he saw Xiao Lanlan recondensing his soul there, his first reaction turned out to be back, and then back.
Not for others, just lost by fear.
The small orchid on the other side rolled for a while, as if tired, and then quieted again in the blue grass, without any movement.
Dongfang Qingcang stared at the side, motionless, and for a long time, the little orchid began to move again.
Time and time again, Dongfang Qingcang grasped the law of small orchids. He set a stone and threw a fireball around the stone to rotate regularly. When the fireball made three turns around the stone, the small orchid was awake once, and then he Simply use the law of small orchids to control the speed of the fireball. When the small orchid wakes up, the fireball just turns around the stone.
Little Orchid became his time, he was awake with her, and then fell asleep again. He watched the white light around her become stronger and stronger, and then gradually took shape, like a child. She rolled in the blue grass every day, slowly, began to get heavy, and could bend the blue grass slightly.
Dongfang Qingcang feels like he has become a person who can only live with his eyes. He used his eyes to record every
day
change of Little Orchid. When he was idle, Dongfang Qingcang narrowed his eyes at the rock pile in front of him. Now ... why can he live such a life?
But it didn't take long, as if to prove Dongfang Qingcang's idea, his life suddenly changed when he was awake again.
That blue meadow ... disappeared!
When I opened my eyes, I did n’t see the blue meadow. Dongfang Qingcang thought that it was because of her eyes that she had lost her eyes. After a closer look, after confirming, Dongfang Qingcang felt a chill on her heart. The wound caused by the sword is even worse.
He immediately walked to the place where the bluegrass was, and the shock in his eyes could not fade in the future, and he saw the child who was lying on the ground at this time and was still sleeping.
Three or four years old, with soft long hair, her body is shrouded in white light. She is still a soul and has no body, but she is already angry.
Yes, did Gulancao disappear when she touched her anger? After healing her soul, she disappeared as well ...
Sure enough, and the small orchid is the same ...
Dongfang Qingcang leaned down, stretched out her hand, and stopped for a long time near the face of Xiao Lanhua, before covering her palm with a soft layer of mana. Little orchid is now the soul, without mana, he cannot touch her, The hands that are used to killing must be gentle. Dongfang Qingcang can't grasp the difference.
Fingers lingered on Little Orchid's cheek for a long time, and finally stuck to her face.
The sleeping child felt the warmth, and his round face froze in his palm.
This encounter is like turning the heart of Dongfang Qingcang into softness, making his look softer than ever.
The little hand reached up and grabbed one of his fingers, and the frown on his round face wrinkled, and Little Orchid awoke. A pair of clear black and white eyes looked at him, she didn't speak, maybe she couldn't speak. She looked into his eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.
This is natural because it is a new life for Little Orchid.
Dongfang Qingcang also hopes that she will. He didn't want her to remember the past.
In the Ten Thousand Ruins, Si Ming played a game of chess with Changyuan, Si Mingzheng held his own discretion, and a seven- or eight-year-old girl ran over and fluttered on Si Ming: "Mother, I have never seen Here comes the fierce man. "
Shi Ming only looked at the chessboard: "Well, you stole my pen again and used it to draw people, do you have to be responsible for the people you draw?"
"It wasn't painted by longevity," the girl argued. "The man had white hair, black clothes, red eyes, and a white baby."
Si Ming heard the words, and for a moment, he looked up and looked at Changyuan. Si Ming murmured, "After more than ten years of raising, the little orchid really feeds."
The little girl asked, "Who is the little orchid?" Si Ming pushed Changsheng into Changyuan's arms. "Ask your father." Changyuan honestly caught his daughter and watched Si Ming hurried to the front yard. Responsible for longevity, "That's your aunt ... well, maybe your sister."
The commander rushed to the front yard and saw his son's long life standing in front of Dongfang Qingcang.
Longevity is only ten years old, not much taller, but much more calm than his younger sister. Although Dongfang Qingcang did not speak, he was also awesome, and his longevity was not humble. He only said: "... my younger sister has notified her, my mother. My father will later ... "
"Here it is." Si Ming stepped forward, and saw the small orchid in the arms of Dongfang Qingcang, and she was glad for a moment. "She really lived, really lived!" She ordered her son, "Long life, go and put your mother's pen Bring it. "
Long life obediently responded, but when he left, he glanced curiously into Dongfang Qingcang's arms. Dongfang Qingcang noticed his gaze and narrowed his eyes, hiding the orchid in his arms deeper.
Longevity had to leave quickly.
Shi Ming looked at the small orchid enough, and looked up at the Oriental Qing Cang again: "It hasn't been seen for ten years, the deities have not changed at all."
Hearing this time, Dongfang Qingcang did not respond. Ten years or so, it is not unusual for him to be able to keep this little flower demon again, much shorter than he imagined.
"She just rebuilds her soul and doesn't have a body." Dongfang Qingcang said, "Out of that place, she still needs a body to make life easier."
"It's not easy to be physically in my 10,000-day market." Shi Ming said, and happened to take out her pen for a long time. Shi Ming made a sketch of Xiao Lanhua in the air, and Dongfang Qingcang embraced him. The people in it immediately sank a lot, "As long as the market of ten thousand days, what kind of body she wants, I will give her what kind of body. Just the deities, my ten thousand days of the market, I am afraid I can't keep you . "
Dongfang Qingcang was silent.
Before answering, the small orchid in Dongfang Qingcang's arms suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the head of Si Ming's pen, and then held the finger of Si Ming along the way, crawling towards Si Ming's arms .
Dongfang Qingcang frowned, trying to catch the small orchid back. No matter how hard it was, the small orchid pouted and burst into tears. Dongfang Qingcang just said that she hurt her, and quickly relieved her.
Shi Ming was not polite to him, took the opportunity to grab the white plump little orchid, let her hug her neck, lie on her shoulders, she wrapped the little orchid ’s in her hands, and held the little orchid like a child. Hold on: "It seems she likes me more." Si Ming smiled as if he had won, "But Wen Mo Zun has the ability to tear the seal of the Three Realms, and the seal of the heavens of the heavens must not stop you Yes, you can do it yourself. "Besides, she turned and walked to the next room." Long life, help me clean up the house. "
Dongfang Qingcang's fist tightened. The breath of the whole body becomes dangerous.
Xiao Lanhua lay on Si Ming's shoulder. Si Ming commanded a long life in front of her, and she crooked her head and looked at Dongfang Qingcang who was standing there, and kept looking at him with her head crooked.
Clear eyes could only see that Dongfang Qingcang could not take her back with a little violence.
Dongfang Qingcang is still a bad guy in his bones, but only in front of this person who doesn't remember anything, he wants to be better, at least not as bad as before.