Vol 8 Chapter 491: Chu Jingtian returns

The white world, the soul space of the fragrant incense.
Above, below, to the left, to the right... a piece of white, no end. Xiaomo looked at the white world, closed his eyes, followed his own feelings, silently heading in one direction, looking for her embarrassment.
She is looking for him, and his soul is avoiding her. She is moving forward, but she feels farther and farther away from him.
She was not frustrated, did not run anxiously, but was so quietly walking in the direction he was in, has been...
Finally, he no longer avoided, Xiaomo felt that his footsteps were getting closer and closer to him. She did not speed up her own steps, fearing that he would be hurt too much.
Finally, she saw him... He curled up in the corner of the white world, sitting there motionless, buried his head in his knees, could not see his eyes and his look. But the breath passed to her is a desperate pain and decadence.
He is her jealousy, the only one in the whole world who knows her, loves her, makes her happy, makes her attachment, and makes her worship. He is the most powerful man in Tianchen, and no one can match him... but now he is so sad for her, just like a serious injury to a small animal, slowly lingering in his own quiet corner. The wound.
Xiaomo silently cried, in the heart, gently read: Ningxue... 瞳心... If the strongest 爹爹 has a day that will become like this because of me, even if I die immediately, I will be happy. Laughing.
The injured soul did not seem to find her existence, still quiet and not a trace of life. This is the world of the soul. What he has is a dead gray soul.
Xiaomo wiped his own tears by hand and swayed it in the white world. Lift your own skirt, kneel down beside him, and put your dagger on his shoulder. In this world, only he can let her make such relatives and attachments.
"Hey, wake up, more than a month, you have been sleeping for a long time, you must not sleep anymore, right?" In his ear, she whispered softly with the softest tender voice.
"I don't want to see you so sad, because I am sad, I will be more sad than you."
"Hey, you promised that I will be my eternal jealousy... I can't make my daughter sad, right?"
"You are the best, the most powerful and the strongest in the world. Because of this kind of embarrassment, Xiaomo will be happy every day, so happy. Hey, you will make me happy forever, right? ?"
"The snow and the heart are gone, I know that you must be sad, and you don't want to wake up when you fall asleep, and let more people feel sad. Sisters of water and soft will cry secretly every day, and the eyes of Huang's sister are also Always red... All those who care about you, who like you, will keep guarding every day, begging for you to wake up soon... Hey, Ningxue and Xinxin are taken away, but you still have me around. And there are so many people who are willing to stay with you forever, you must not let them feel sad and sad?"
"..."
In the silence of the white, she felt the turmoil of the silent soul.
Xiaomo stretched out his arms and hugged his waist, and put his petite body close to him: "Hey, you know, in my heart, you are so powerful, I always believe that this world There must be no things that you can't do... There are many powerful gods in the world of God, but I believe that one day will become stronger than them. At that time, you will defeat them all, and you will have both snow and heart. Bring it back... Hey, they must be waiting for you... Hey, you must know that there is a tower of the gods in the center of the Tianchen continent, a place where you can reach the mainland of God from the Tianchen continent... Hey, You wake up, let me work hard with you..."
The white world is suddenly broken... The power of incense has reached its limit. In order to find Ye Wuchen, Xiaomo has been in the white world for too long.
The white light dissipated, and the small foam standing in front of Ye Wuchen’s bed opened the eyes that had been closed for a long time. She secretly bit her lip, and the slightly fluttering eyes looked at Ye Wuchen's quiet face, and he looked at him and suddenly woke up.
The hand that she grasped Ye Wuchen was suddenly held back, and Xiaomo’s body was shocked. The closed eyes that she was watching with silence, finally slowly opened, he looked at her, revealing a Soft smile.
Xiaomo flew into the bed and suddenly plunged into his arms, screaming "爹爹", buried the dagger deeply, no sound, only her delicate shoulders trembled.
"Thank you... Xiaomo, my daughter." He tightened her, looked up, and said softly. The corner of the mouth is a very light and light smile, the smile is so soft, can not find a trace of injury and pain.
"Fei Jun." The sound of the sound made the spirit awake in the state of tension in his sleep. She squinted her eyes and looked at Ye Wuchen, wondering if she had not yet woken herself from her dreams. .
Ye Wuchen grabbed her hand, distressed, warm, and more deep apologies: "Soft, so many days, hard work."
Hua Shui stretched his hand to cover his lips, not letting himself cry, and shook his head hard.
"the host!"
"the host!"
......
The figure hidden in the darkness rushed to show their physique, gathered at the bed of Ye Wuchen, and looked at him with concern. Because the heart is focused on the safety of Ye Wuchen, there is no simple person in such a close protection. It is a singularity of Yan Tianwei, Yan Bianqi, Yan Gongluo, Shui Yuntian and water. Ye Wuchen is in a coma for so long, except for these possessions. The purest blood, who will never betray Ye Wuchen, they dare not believe in anyone else. Compared with Ye Wuchen's safety, the time of Zongzhong has been completely abandoned by them. At this moment, they finally hope that he will wake up. At a closer look, at this moment, he did not have any abnormalities, and he was safe and sound.
"Master, you finally woke up, we are all sleepy and sleepy these days, every day is fearful, my grandfather's hair is a bit white." Yan bowuo patted his chest, said with relief.
Ye Wuchen grabbed the hand of Hua Shui's hand and held the bed with a small foam that didn't even take off his shoes. He nodded and smiled at them: "These days have worked hard for you."
"Protecting the master is our first duty, and this is what it is. Just let the owner suffer so much, we only have to fear... Master, who is that day..." asked the water without a doubt. With Ye Wuchen alone defeating the strength of the three masters of the Northern Emperor, how anyone can hurt him.
"You don't have to ask again." Shui Yuntian shook his head heavily: "There is no doubt that it is only a terrible man whose power is golden a month ago. I can't believe that there is such a terrible power in the world."
Ye Wuchen silently said nothing, and his mind floated back to the scene before his coma.
Ye Wuchen’s silence is equal to the default. Yan Bian’s frown asks:
Master, that person, he is now...

"Walk, take Cher and the heart away." Ye Wuchen smiled bitterly, faintly said, the tone of plainness did not have a trace of affection.
Several people look stiff at the same time,
Take away the snow and the heart...
This……?
"Is it..." Yan Tianwei’s mouth spilled two words.
"No doubt, just like what you have already guessed... They are finally brought back." Ye Wuchen smiled and gently pinched the soft fingers of his flowers, distracting his attention.
"..." Yan Tianwei's old eyes were awkward, and he sighed and said: "So, some long-term doubts can be solved. That person, like the last days of the year, does not belong to this world, but from distant distant gods. The gods of the mainland...the snow and the heart of the heart, it turned out to be the people of the mainland of God. Is it that the age of such a small heart can become the daughter of heavenly punishment...the original."
For ordinary people, this is an incredible fact, but for those who have reached the Shinto, they are more able to accept the existence of God.
"God...God, that person is really God, no wonder even the master... Originally, those two little points are also gods..." In the shock, they couldn’t sing their own Yan Gonglu, and then they couldn’t help but set their sights on the small Mo's body, such a small age, such amazing strength and murderous, she will not be...
"Master, don't have to be sad, we..."
"Reassured, I will not be sad anymore." Ye Wuchen smiled and interrupted the words of the sky, looked up at the sky, smiled and said: "Why am I sad, Cher and heart are just too long to leave home, back Look at the family... They are waiting for me to go to their hometown and pick them up from their hometown. They are waiting for me, I will go soon."
Yan Tianwei: "..."
炎断沧: "..."
Yan Bowuo: "..."
Shui Yuntian: "..."
No water: "..."
"Master, are you okay?" Yan bowuo asked cautiously. Going to the realm of the gods...not to mention whether there is a way to go there. In that world, even the strongest of the human beings, going there is only a moderate or even the bottom, it should not be the human footsteps. local.
"I'm fine... well, don't say this. Is there any major event during this time." Ye Wuchen asked casually, though, his heart had long been ignorant of where it was.
Yan Tianwei shook his head: "No. However, one person is back."
"Oh?" Ye Wuchen was a little surprised.
At the right time, the door was pushed open by "Oh," a tall figure appeared at the door, and then I saw Ye Wuchen, who just looked at him, suddenly blinked and rushed up and shouted: "Leaf Brother, you are awake!"
Ye Wuchen nodded and smiled: "Chu Big Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. Fortunately, you are finally back."
Chu Jingtian’s mouth squinted and smiled:
I heard the incident of Ye’s younger brother a few days ago. If I don’t come to see it, I have no way to feel at ease. Now you can finally wake up.

Ye Wuchen fixed him for a while and suddenly said: "Chu Big Brother, you have changed."
Chu Jingtian shook his head and nodded again. He smiled bitterly. "My grandfather said that people always change. The difference is that some are fast, some are slow, some are big, some are small. But it has changed. Maybe I prefer myself now."
His eyes did not have the former body flying, enthusiasm, but became deep and deep with a deep and fierce, his smile is no longer the kind of laughter with a sigh of laughter, the change of laughter, highlighting him Mature, steady, and drastic changes in the heart.
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