Thunder flashed in the sky, and the purple electric dragon with teeth and claws struck the top of the little girl's head.

The fearless little girl's body couldn't help but tremble.

"Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, Yue'er is not a bad person, you must not kill me. Huh, daddy, mother, and godmother, you must bless Yue'er. ”

After all, she is still a little girl, and she is not afraid that it will be fake.

At this time, the seven-year-old Ye Lingyue was also afraid in her heart.

But when she thought that if Zizi was hit by a thunderbolt, she would die, and she had another courage in her heart.

She opened her arms suddenly.

Just as the thunder flashed and roared, a light suddenly emitted from the little girl's body.

The light is like a huge gossip.

The light burst into the sky, colliding with the powerful purple electric dragon.

The night is like day, and two incredible forces collide together, just like Mars hitting the earth, and the power is amazing.

The light spreads like a tide.

All around, trees and rocks, were reduced to ashes under the impact of the two forces.

The little girl's body was also overturned by two impulses.

Those two forces were so strong that the little girl fainted for a while.

Her thin body flew high, and her eyes fell to the ground.

She was so small, so weak, that if she fell from such a distance, she would definitely be in a different place.

Ye Lingyue's heart seemed to be pinched by a hand.

Unconsciously took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand, and wanted to catch the autumn sunset leaves, she even forgot that everything she had done would only be in vain.

But at that moment, a pair of hands were folded on Ye Lingyue's hands.

It was a pair of almost transparent hands, white, without a trace of pores, slender fingers, belonging to the hands of a young man.

Those hands firmly caught the little girl who fell.

Ye Lingyue was stunned, raised her head, and she wiped her figure.

It was a young man dressed in purple and with short silver hair.

The young man was very handsome, he had a pair of melancholy and almost amorous purple eyes, and a ghostly carved appearance.

On his jade-like forehead, there was a golden mark.

He was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"You are?"

Ye Lingyue gasped and looked at the young man with some confusion.

Although the face in front of him was still very immature, Ye Lingyue recognized this young man at a glance.

Master Purple!

This young man who was called Zizi by the little girl turned out to be the master Zi when he was a teenager.

The little girl shrunk and was covered with wounds, and there was a faint trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, and the young master's purple eyebrows were frowning into a "river"

Child.

He held the little girl up with one hand and pressed the other hand against his chest.

He could feel his heart throbbing, little by little, like a needle pricking.

"Bodhi has no heart, why does it hurt?"

Young Master Zi sighed and muttered.

The little girl let out a faint moan, a painful look, the young master's face tensed, he hesitated, and held the little girl in his arms.

His movements are very rusty, and he rarely gets close to people.

The heavier the rain, the young master Zi waved his hand, and saw that a tree vine had grown around him, blocking the rain.

He didn't know what to do, and after thinking about it, he could only hold the little girl.

Her body was getting colder a little bit.

He felt that his heart was hurting more and more.

"Daddy, mother, Yue'er is so cold......"

The little girl said unconsciously.

The color of the young master's purple and purple eyes became deeper and deeper.

He thought for a moment and leaned down.

Like a feather, her lips fell gently on the little girl's forehead.

When the soft and warm lips touched the little girl's cold and smooth forehead, the little girl and the young girl's purple bodies trembled slightly.

A strange feeling rushed into the boy's body.

In Ye Lingyue's young master's mouth, something got into the little girl's forehead.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl's already pale face slowly regained its ruddy color.

The small soft body in his arms became soft and warm little by little.

The gloomy color in the young master's purple eyes gradually dissipated.

He let go of his lips with some reluctance.

Looking at the little man in his arms.

"In the future, change to Zizi to protect you. ”

The boy's voice, low and powerful, was like an eternal vow.

In the distance, a burst of calls was heard.

Young Master Zi hesitated for a moment and gradually disappeared.

"Yue'er!"

When their daughter was lying on the barren ground, Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming's hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

They came galloping.

Yun Sheng was distressed and hugged his daughter in his arms, and his little face turned pale.

"Yue'er is not afraid, my mother will take you back. ”

Yun Sheng blamed himself and secretly scolded himself for being an irresponsible mother.

When she wanted to pick her daughter up, she found that one of her daughter's hands was still tightly holding the branch of the purple leaf Bodhi.

It's as if it's not a tree that is being held, but her life, her all.

Yun Sheng was very distressed, and it took a lot of effort with Ye Beiming before the two of them let their daughter let go of her hand.

The couple hurried away with the little girl in their arms.

In the sky, the thunder and lightning that had been going on day and night gradually dissipated.

The purple-leaved Bodhi tree stood quietly in the wind, until the next day, after the rain, the sky was covered with a brilliant rainbow.

After that day, the little girl did not show up for several days.

Ye Lingyue knew that it was because the little girl was grounded by the angry Yunsheng couple after recovering from her serious injury.

This lockdown has passed for a full three months.

Although the purple-leaved Bodhi tree escaped the catastrophe, it also suffered heavy damage, and the tree showed a tendency to wither, withering little by little.

When Yunsheng and his wife finally lost their anger, the little girl sneaked out while her father and mother were busy with government affairs.

She is a purple-leaved Bodhi that has completely withered.

When the little girl was in the scene, she cried very sadly.

From day to night, she cried until her eyes were red and swollen.

"Yue'er, don't cry, this tree is dead, how about my mother plant another tree for you?"

When Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming came to look for their daughter, their daughter who was depressed was very distressed.

"No, I just want Zizi, it's unique. And Zizi didn't die, it just hibernated. By the following spring, it will come back to life. ”

The little girl didn't give up.

Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming had no choice but to let the little girl wait by the withered tree.

Every day after that, year after year, day after day, the little girl grew from seven years old to eight, nine, ten...... The trees in the garden have blossomed, fruited, fallen leaves, withered, stubble after stubble, but there is always a shadow, which will appear next to the withered tree from time to time, waiting day after day.

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