Chapter 1877: Everyone is fine

Chapter 1877 Everyone is fine
In the water, there was a small thing quietly approaching the swinging legs of Little Butterfly.
When approaching, the little thing was suddenly lifted by a hand inserted into the water.
"No naughty." Miss Heishui said, and put the small things she carried back into the pool ... This is a demon cub with a small turtle shell on its back.
Luo Pian found this and blinked.
"This child is not afraid of giving birth. Only those who like it will come close. Don't mind." Miss Heishui smiled slightly.
"Why!" Luo Pian shook his head.
She swam back to the pool and curiously said: "Miss Blackwater, don't you come down to play? It's so cool here!"
Miss Heishui whispered: "No, I want to watch these children here. If you play with yourself and let them have an accident, it will be difficult ... You know, we can't use strength in this city."
Even though the grown-up demon clan still saves part of their physical abilities, the demon cubs are very weak ... so weak that an ordinary person can harm them with only a few aggressive weapons in his hand.
"Since it's so dangerous ... Ms. Black Water, why are you bringing them in?" Luo Pian asked, puzzled.
Heishui thought for a while and said, "I used to live in this city before, but later I was cut off from all forces, so I took these children to the suburbs. If I didn't come here to find Lord Long, I will make this decision. There are a lot of guys coming out of the tightest city. If I leave these children outside, I'm just afraid that something will happen. It's a pity ... "
Luo Pian thought for a while and said, "The demon clan outside the hospital seems to be the same as Miss Blackwater's plan."
Heishui smiled bitterly: "No effect ... after all, it's Master Long's decision. I'm afraid it will be difficult to impress her."
She remembered the report that Sister Long was quietly doing, and she kind of wanted to comfort the young lady who took a group of children, as everyone seemed, but she still resisted the urge to think about it.
Sister Long didn't say anything that could be done. How could she use it as hope to give it away.
"Actually, Miss Blackwater, have you ever thought about taking these children to a place where there are no people?" Xiaodieya thought for a moment, then thought: "It will still be there. There are so many in China. There are many places where there is no human beings and you can live quietly. "
"I don't deny that there is such a place." Miss Blackwater shook her head and said: "I also thought about ... but, you are looking at only these ten children I brought with me. However, in China On the ground, how many children of the demon clan are outside. You see, these children are enjoying happiness here, but at the same time, in places we do n’t know, how many children are suffering from you and I ca n’t imagine The pain? Their homes can be being developed by humans, they may have lost their loved ones. "
Luo Pian remembered the mountain where she once lived, and her mother who was hunted ... Raising her grandfather, who was eventually cut down by humans.
If there is an ideal environment for Miss Blackwater, if it exists in this world, perhaps there will be a lot less of the grief she has already experienced.
It's just that Sister Dragon is the real dragon of Shenzhou, not the real dragon of the demon clan ... She guards all the creatures of Shenzhou, and needs to be controlled by all the dragon veins and spirit veins of the earth of Shenzhou.
Once she violates these wills, it will probably be very troublesome.
Now it's a human race ... Sister Long has said more than once.
She knew that when Sister Long said these things, she was uncomfortable, and she would always be unhappy ... She would always shut herself in the room, indulge in games all the time, and seemed unwilling to ignore everything from the outside world.
This is not an escape.
Even the real dragon of Shenzhou, with its invincible strength in the world, still has to evade things.
"Perhaps only the boss can ..." Luo Pian was distracted when thinking about the problem. This was spoken subconsciously-but she soon realized that something was wrong, and quickly stopped.
"Boss?" Miss Heishui stared at her at this moment. "Boss, do you mean ..."
"I ... I'm just talking nonsense." Little Butterfly Demon hurriedly said, "Miss Blackwater, don't take it seriously."
But I saw Miss Blackwater shook her head at this time, "No, the boss you said, I may know who ... in fact, I had such an idea."
She gave Luo Pian a deep look and said softly, "Always."
...
The topic of demon self-government suddenly seemed to stop.
Miss Blackwater didn't say anything, and Little Butterfly didn't ask again ... they seemed to have forgotten the topic completely.
After Luo Pian was playing in the swimming pool for a while, Miss Blackwater greeted a group of demon cubs to leave ... after all, this is still a human territory, she should not stay with a group of demon cubs for a long time.
"Maybe one day, they can play like these ordinary human children until tired in these places. I'm glad to meet you today and plop."
"Me too ..." She looked at Miss Blackwater's eyes and suddenly felt a sense of inexplicability.
The children bid farewell to this butterfly demon sister in desperation ... until the end, the little butterfly demon could only watch.
In the swimming pool on the high school campus, she was the only one left.
She didn't go, just let herself bathe in the water, let the water shake, and sent her body to the center of the swimming pool.
...
When she returned to the guard house, the little butterfly demon's hair was still wet.
She greeted the grieving gaze of Uncle Gatekeeper.
"I was washed when the swimsuit came out!" Little Butterfly appeared with a big smile: "Thank you for your swimsuit, uncle!"
"I'd rather you not wash it ..." The gatekeeper's uncle painedly dried his eyes, and the folded swimsuit was held in his hand, shaking.
It looks like a crushed beloved antique is in your hands.
"No way! For the old and not respected!" Little Butterfly said righteously at this time.
"Let me die ..." Uncle Gatekeeper squatted painfully in the corner. The loss seemed to have made him lose the courage to live.
Luo Pian seemed to think of something at this moment, and suddenly said: "Uncle, does anyone in the indoor swimming pool usually pass by?"
"What do you ask about this?" The gatekeeper's uncle wondered: "Now the class is closed, who has nothing to do to run to the pool? That's the snake with a bunch of oil bottles."
"Uncle, do you know Miss Blackwater ?!" Xiaodie Yao could not help but open her mouth.
Uncle Gatekeeper rolled his eyes and said, "If I don't know, she has the ability to play there with such a large group of children? Now, no more than in the past, we have lost power ... The snake is also true, and I don't know how to converge , Come every day, I really think that my ears are deaf, but my figure is okay ... "
Chatter, chatter.
Like the goalkeeper said, it is probably a bad old man ... a bad old man.
Before leaving, the gatekeeper's uncle suddenly said: "If you can say a few words with that snake, please enlighten me more ... This guy, if you go on like this, you will destroy yourself sooner or later. We demon Clan, there is no longer a saint. "
"For ... why?"
"Not why." The gatekeeper's uncle shook his head, and then suddenly narrowed his eyes: "After that, Xiao Pian, what shower room did you just use? Don't waste your bath water, this is a strategic resource."
"Fate, die--!"
Luo Pian's legs sank, took a deep breath, and punched in one step.
Fluttering in a sulky face, Fluttershy walked out of the guardhouse and headed towards the next medicine delivery destination.
...
...
Song Yingkai's car is only the two of the Song family who travel today. There is no bodyguard or the like to follow behind-the bodyguards have already drove to fetch the fly-like reporters.
Because of the local earthquake event with the Oston Pharmaceutical Factory building as the center, the foreign business of the Song family was active in the disaster relief charity relationship. As the principal of the group, Miss Song Ying has become a celebrity in this city.
Young, beautiful, and well-known ... it's true that the dogs' favorite favorite is hunting.
"Speaking of it, have you seen that woman?" Song Haoran on the co-pilot looked at the sight of the speeding outside the window like a boring man.
Song Ying didn't look back, but she turned her eyes away and said, "Which woman ... which woman?"
Song Haoran squinted at Song Ying and smiled.
The Song family ’s Miss Sun ’s fingers holding the steering wheel gradually became a little bit nowhere to be placed.
Forget it ... I ’ve seen it before, I did n’t state my identity.

"Why?" Song Haoran asked curiously.
Song Ying thought for a while and thought, "It always feels that ... this guy would not want her to intervene in our Song family."
Song Haoran shrugged and said, "I have no opinion."
He really doesn't have much opinion. What he has for the mother and child is only the legal relationship, not the traditional blood relationship he cares about-if it is a biological mother, not a foster mother, naturally there will be no opinion.
Grandpa Song ’s opinion will be even greater-he is a more traditional person, otherwise he will not think about transferring the industry on the South American continent all the time.
"What kind of person is it?" Song Haoran asked curiously, chatting.
Song Ying scratched her head, "It's hard to say."
"Hard to say?"
"Overall ..." Song Ying thought for a while, "probably a relatively poor woman, who likes and dislikes how to come or not-if it's just a greedy person, say another."
"how about you?"
"I ... what am I?"
"Do you like it, or don't you like it? Or is it just the simple one?" Song Haoran looked at the niece with a smirk.
brake!
The kind of anxious brake.
"Arrived!"
cemetery.
...
Because of his martyrdom, Rocky is eligible to be buried in this cemetery-almost no one objected to this matter.
Go up a long staircase, halfway up the mountain.
"According to Feng Shui's point of view, it's really a good location." Song Haoran looked at the surrounding layout at this time.
He always likes these weird things. When he is in South America, he often haunts Mr. Blind as a guest and asks a lot about metaphysics.
Song Ying was joking, if Song Haoran died later, she would find a way to bury him in this place.
"When the Song family returned, they could only be buried in the Song family's ancestral tomb." He responded this way.
The rare seriousness is so tight that Song Ying even feels terrified ... she is afraid to speak in silence.
After a while, they finally arrived at the destination of this trip.
"Really." Song Haoran looked at the photos on the tombstone and couldn't help sighing: "It's almost the same as the photo of the uncle when he was shown by his dad when he was young."
"Well." Song Ying also nodded at this time: "It really looks very similar to Grandpa."
"It seems that someone has been here." Song Haoran frowned as he looked at the incense that had not been burned in front of the grave.
"Probably the administrator of the cemetery or something?" Song Ying looked around.
Song Haoran shook his head and said: "If it is an administrator, then my cousin is really taken care of."
Other than that, there was no incense in front of the surrounding tombs.
"Today is not a day of worship, nor a day of public sacrifice, who would for no reason ..." Song Ying frowned at this moment.
"Probably a caring person." Song Haoran waved his hand and then stood in front of the grave. "Don't be stunned, just bow a few, as a preview."
"Preview? What to predict ..." Song Ying, who reacted suddenly, couldn't help but furiously, but forced to press, "To die you, Song Haoran! There is no end! Can you be serious before the ancestor's grave!"
Song Haoran smiled at this moment, and after bowing seriously in front of the grave, he said in earnest: "Brother, my niece is okay to watch, is it cute? If I have a knowledge of Izumi, please also please in the future. You take care of her a lot. "
"It sounds like he can really hear it." Song Ying lowered her head and muttered.
Song Haoran suddenly said: "I'm not sure, after all, I am now entering a superb society. You are not seen when you are in South America. Say ..."
Seeing that Song Haoran suddenly became mysterious at this time, Song Ying couldn't help being aroused by curiosity and couldn't help asking, "What more?"
"Zhongyuan Festival is coming soon." Song Haoran smiled mysteriously: "Zhongmen Festival, the ghost gate opens, I heard that those souls who still have nostalgia in the world will run out of the ghost gate. Maybe we haven't seen it before, now Not necessarily ... I do n’t know if this big brother of mine has anything in mind. "
Song Ying suddenly felt a sense of coolness, and she subconsciously held her arms, "Song Haoran, during the day ... can you be serious!"
"Let's go." Song Haoran smiled and said at this time: "I still have to go back and greet the group of seniors."
"What about the master ..." Song Ying shook her head. The masters of the Daomen Association were different from the masters she had in mind.
In the impression of the Song family's Miss Sun, only Mr. Blind is in line with the identity of a senior.
...
When going down the stairs, Song Haoran suddenly turned back to look at the mountain.
"What's wrong?" Song Ying asked curiously.
Song Haoran shook his head suspiciously, "Nothing ... it should be nothing. On the way back, I'll drive. You get up early and go back to sleep for a while. There are still many things today."
It's still very considerate ... Song Ying's mouth smiled.
...
On the top of the cemetery, there are two figures.
"This guy's feeling is very sharp, but it's a pity that the ban is too serious here, and it's not good to be careful."
"Why, you want to guide him?"
"It's just curiosity ... Well, this woman is the dimensional observer of this world."
"It's hard to say, the information given to us by [The Throne] can only be vaguely displayed here ... Is this Song Ying really need to observe more time."
"... Speaking of what is going on here, I have never met this level of prohibition."
"do not you know?"
"what do you know?"
"There is ... the owner of [shop]."
"... that's really necessary. Be careful."
"Be very, very careful."
...
On the top of the mountain, there has been no voice for a long time ... The two figures talking here have been away for a long time. In front of the grave on the hillside, a figure was slowly revealed.
Luo Qiu sat alone in front of the tombstone, where he could overlook most of the city.
"It's very busy today."
"Are you ok."
"Everybody is fine."
"I ... well."
He is only a few months away from studying in the world, but he has experienced many [the first day] in [The Home of Elves].
The touch of time is normal.
"I am back……"
It's been a long time.
"Central Festival, ghost gate ..."
(End of this chapter)