: 1247 It is ok to call a mother.

"Well…"
The consciousness in the square began to wake up gradually, so that he could open his eyes.
"Ok?"
However, the scene that appeared in front of the square was enough to make him stunned.
"Ah, are you awake?"
This sound is coming from above the square.
However, Fang Li did not see the other person's face at all.
Because the vision in front of the eyes has been blocked by two heavy mountains, and the top is not visible.
"........."
The party was in silence.
A scent of scent penetrated into the tip of the nose, stimulating his pores.
Behind it is a soft touch.
In front of you is a mountain that is covered up.
Plus the sound coming from the back of the mountain.
Fang Li, I understand my current situation.
"How? Sleep well? Royal master?"
Yuan Laiguang said this sentence with a warm and watery expression and tone.
Of course, the party still can't see the other person's face, only the sound can be heard.
At this moment, the location in the square is naturally in bed.
However, I don’t know when I actually used my knees as a pillow and slept here.
In other words, Fang Li is in the state of knee pillow.
"........."
The party still has silence.
"Oh ~~"
Source Laiguang still gives a gentle laugh.
"what are you doing?"
After half a ring, Fang Li asked.
"I don't know what this is? Is this called a knee pillow?"
Source Laiguang answered this.
"I mean, when did you do this kind of thing?"
The party continues to ask.
"After I went to sleep, I was doing it?"
Yuan Laiguang continued to smile and answer.
"......... Why didn't I notice anything?"
This is extremely unbelievable for the keen sense of the party.
"Because this is love."
Yuan Laiguang is a natural answer.
However, this answer is in line with the natural tone of the matter, I don’t know why, I always feel a horrible thing in the party.
Intuition tells Fang Li that it is best not to continue to pursue this matter.
For example, if you are falling asleep, Yuan Laiguang has not secretly made anything.
Once you ask this question, you can be sure.
I will definitely want to die.
At the moment, Fang is thinking of getting up.
However, between the gods and the ghosts, the party remembered the dream.
The party knows.
That is the past of the source.
This kind of thing happens often between the lord and the follower.
That is to dream about each other's past.
Just like empathy, I feel the feeling of loneliness and loneliness.
And, it remains in the heart.
As a result, Fang Li once again fell silent.
This time the silence is just different, it is a little uncomfortable.
At this time, a weak and strong hand rested on the head of the square and gently stroked his hair.
"Do you have a nightmare?"
The gentle mother-like voice was introduced into the ears of the square.
This voice, although there is no difference compared with the previous one, but at this moment, the incredible feeling gives a feeling of peace of mind.
Therefore, Fang Li shook his head.
"Not a nightmare."
That's right.
Not a nightmare.
"It's just a dream that is lonely, lonely and uncomfortable."
Fang Li tells the truth.
"...Is it?" Yuan Laiguang did not know if he was aware of anything. The voice was still as soft as water. He said: "Is it still lonely, still lonely, still uncomfortable?"
"I don't know." Fang Li still answered truthfully, saying: "However, there is a little bit of interest in the history of the Heian era."
If you have a chance, just flip it.
There is only this thought in the heart of the party.
Fang Li’s understanding of Yuan Laiguang comes entirely from the general course of Wu Zhengao.
Therefore, Fang Li only knows how great the ancestors of the Yuan Yi Jing are, but they have not learned in detail.
Now, there is a thought in the party that I want to know.
Perhaps, is it because of the loneliness and loneliness left in the heart?
The control of emotions in the square can actually ignore them in an instant.
But the party did not do this.
This makes the party laugh a little self-deprecating.
(It’s not like me...)
This is indeed a very objective evaluation.
However, looking at such a party, I believe that those who have had deep friendship with Fang Fang will definitely smile.
The source is the same.
"This is really troublesome." Yuan Laiguang said a little shy and happy: "I don't know how the current history book records me at that time. I hope you don't let you hate your mother."
Speaking of the back, it is really a little uneasy.
Fang Fang could not help but turn a blind eye.
Immediately, he got up from the knee pillow of the source.
"what…"
Source Laiguang sent out some reluctant and nostalgic voices.
The party ignored it and said so.
"Okay, ready to go out, Berserker."
This does not only mean getting out of bed, it also means meeting with the followers of the Black camp.
In the name of "Berserker", Fang Liguang is called Yuan Laiguang, not only because it is the source of the source, but also because the real name of the person can not be revealed under normal circumstances.
Again, the followers are heroes who used to be active in myths and legends.
Once the real name is exposed, it will be known and targeted.
For example, Yuan Laiguang, its treasure as the biggest trump card is likely to be guessed by the opponent, even the battle mode will be known.
What's more, if there is a hero with weakness, once the real name is exposed, it is a fatal problem.
Like the source of Lai Guang, because of being deceived as a ghost, it may be targeted by the means of demonization.
In order to avoid such a thing happening, the followers all claim to be self-proclaimed, and the lords also use their job title to call their own followers.
Source Laiguang naturally knows this.
However, the source of Laiguang still wants to say.
"Actually, it is ok to call a mother..."
In this sentence, Fang once again ignored it and walked out of the room.
Seeing it, the source of Laiguang sobbed up.
"Hey..."
With a mist of particles, it disappeared into the air.
......
After leaving the room, the square walked in the corridor of the city of Mireña.
The surroundings are still patrolling man-made people.
However, the atmosphere is obviously different from before.
"It turned out to be..."
The party is stunned.
"Is the followers of the Black camp already summoned?"
Although there is no basis, as long as you feel the atmosphere in the air, anyone will feel that this is the case.
In other words, the entire city of Mireña has become a whirlpool of magic.
A hero who only exists in myths and legends is staying in the city of Seri, turning the city into a furnace that is out of the ordinary.
"So, what will I fish out?"
The party smiled slightly.
Until a sound rang from behind it.
"Ah you are…"
When I heard this sound, I stopped in the square.
Immediately, turned his head.