Chapter 1091: The beginning of despair

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"It's a small gray charcoal, will it really work for a while? At ordinary times, if you look like you are worried, why don't you take this opportunity and tell the gods how to tell?"
Ye Chen squatted down, gently stroked the face of the small gray charcoal and asked with a smile.
"I……"
Little gray char's expression instantly stiffened, and then lowered.
"Like... people like me, nothing... there is nothing to pray and redeem, as long as Mom and Dad are good."
Worry, does the seemingly small charcoal sentence seem to have any important reasons?
Even as a true fairy,
After paying his respects, Ye Chen and Honglian could only take small charcoal and went home in frustration. This trip to the temple was on the surface to take small charcoal to the temple, but the real purpose was to borrow Taking the opportunity of prayer to listen to the voice of the little gray charcoal, the result is as you see, and you get nothing. He returned.
Then, it is really the beginning of despair...
"Small gray charcoal only has a day, and about a day later, the parasitic gu will come out of her body."
"What... what do you mean?"
Guren didn't understand Ye Chen's words for a while. After all, the two had succeeded in planning. After the parasitic gu could not absorb the negative energy, they had to come out. Body ran out.
"That... Tomorrow is the birthday of Little Charcoal, birthday..."
From Ye Chen's expression, she seemed to perceive something. Suddenly she saw that her face was wet. Guren shuddered and tried to growl at him, but in the end the sound from her throat was so weak...
In the small gray charcoal body, not only did the negative emotions not weaken, but it was stronger than when it was first tested.
Taking this as an opportunity, I had to stay in the small gray charcoal for three to four months to absorb the parasitic guts with sufficient strength, which appeared a lot of time in advance, and would be a fierce king posture in a completely integrated state.
As for the small gray charcoal... I am afraid it is difficult to save my life.
Ye Chen, who said this, shook her head with a sigh, and looked away in another direction. It seemed that she couldn't bear to see the red lotus in distress again. In fact, it was also to cover up the tears in her eyes.
This is the result of two months of hard work and the final test.
At that moment, the atmosphere of the palace solidified, including which pictures were pretending to wander outside, and the shocked look of the flower demon elders who came in from time to time, passed the corridor all day and lifeless, like a mortuary and silent cold.
after that……
Afterwards, Guren didn’t remember much, but he dimly felt that he would carry the little gray charcoal that he slept over, walked out of the Flower Demon Palace, and some vague dialogue between the elder Ge Zhong and Ye Chen in a trance.
"His Royal Highness, this time the enemy is a true realm of justice. Although it has just been reborn, it may not be able to fully grasp the power, but I am afraid that you are alone..."
"Relax, I can solve it by myself, I can solve it by myself. It won't cause trouble to everyone, I will take a little charcoal... go far and far."
It seems that Ye Chen is guaranteeing something like this, and that the pictures are silently sending the faces of the two away, the elders seem to be saying something to themselves loudly, but only one piece is left in their minds Buzzing, eyes are like watching an old, silent film that has long been obscured, without listening to a word.
When Honglian was awake a little, the sighing faces at the gate of the Huamozu palace. Even the scenery of the flower demon king city has disappeared in sight, and a yellow prairie is reflected in his eyes.
The two legs are still moving forward mechanically, and have not stopped because of sudden soberness. Completely out of his control, just like the legs of the old man, Wei tremblingly took every step and walked into the unknown grassland step by step.
At this time, Ye Chen was carrying her baby daughter. Although she was slow, she took a firm step and walked forward step by step.
Almost subconsciously, just as when the two had just met, Guren took the corner of the other's cloak timidly, seeming to be afraid of being left behind by Ye Chen, unconsciously, his face was already crying. .
Ye Chen's back brought a warm feeling, and the familiar weight from the light body, even without looking back. You can immediately know that it is a small gray charcoal, and the fuzzy memory just now was not made up in a trance.
"Can't... Can't make Xiaohuitan sad, idiot. Today is her birthday, and she should laugh at all." Ye Chen shouted in her heart.
Sucked his nose and lowered his eyes to the front. The endless deep yellow grassland and the dark clouds above the head converged on a straight line in the sky. It seemed that there would never be an end. Over time, even doubt yourself. Have you stepped forward?
The three little dots, walking in the vast dry grassland, looks like a sad picture lost in late autumn with a touch of sadness?
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe the sea? Every time I stepped forward, my body sank a minute, and the pressure of water squeezed from all directions. The body became more uncomfortable and I could no longer breathe.
Even when walking in the realm of the real fairy, Ye Chen never felt so powerless.
But the footsteps could not be stopped. Knowing that it was deeper in front, it would be more uncomfortable. Until the end of death, he still had to step out.
Because he agreed to come over to the elder Ge Zhong, at least not to cause trouble to the flower demon king city.
Walking forward in this way is like taking the small gray charcoal step by step to the abyss of death. Every time you take a step forward, the sad feeling of powerlessness is memorable.
Some things, even immortal emperor can do nothing.
"father……"
The sound like a dream came from behind, and my heart trembled, and the small gray charcoal was awake.
It was already dawn, and day and night alternated, and the one who came should come.
"Here... where is it?"
Mingming was still sleeping in bed last night. When he woke up in the morning, he was carried on his back and surrounded by a vast grassland. Even if he suspected that he was still in a dream, it would be impossible.
"It's the prairie outside."
Ye Chen struggled to control the calm of the voice, with a gentle smile.
"Remember? Today... today is the birthday of Little Grey Charcoal."
Damn it, arrogance, arrogance, this body, at least cannot choke out in front of the small gray charcoal, at least should let the small gray charcoal happily spend this birthday.
After gritting his teeth, Ye Chen squeezed a little smile.
"So...sorry...sorry...little charcoal...daddy...daddy..."
No, it's not enough anymore, not only the legs, but also the brain is completely unobtrusive. I want to cry. I want to cry out loud in this empty place. I don't even know what I'm talking about.
Cheer up, cheer up!
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