It's like.

Wang Yu thought in a daze.

They are all plants, they are all intelligent, and they are all gifted among their kind.

Wang Yu lifted the leaves on his body and poured a few sips of wine, and then put the leaves back on his body.

Is this God's compensation for me? a new Cangyun, her reincarnation?

The man pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth that was more ugly than crying.

But Cangyun is long dead, and her remains are now on my lap, and the world is ...... There is no reincarnation.

Besides, Cangyun is not a fierce predator, she is gentle and strong, long-sighted, and very intelligent.

There is no reincarnation.

She's dead.

She's dead.

Wang Hao lowered his head and said nothing, tears fell like beads with broken threads, hit the leaves covering him, and were swallowed up by the bristles on the leaves, and then the whole sunflower trembled uncontrollably, and the leaves and petals were crumpled together, like paper that had been rubbed by someone.

[Hahaha, it's very bitter. 】

Rumia gloated and laughed heartily in Wang's left eye, but the smile gradually retracted into a helpless sigh that bordered on pity.

【…… It's bitter. 】

It's just similar.

Wang Hao looked at the wide leaves of bamboo on his body through hazy teary eyes, and his mood was strangely calm.

It's just, it's similar, that's it.

"I don't need a replacement for Cangyun, and I don't allow such a replacement to appear. ”

Wang Yu raised his hand and gently stroked the leaves covering his body, smoothing out the folds on it. The leaves curled up slightly as if they were very comfortable, completely unaware of the cruelty and danger involved.

"The feelings that belong to Cangyun can only belong to her. So...... Could you please ...... Just go—"

[Wang Yu! Don't!!]

Rumia immediately grasped the negative emotions in Wang Hao's heart and magnified them infinitely, Wang Hao's heart was desolate and sad and helpless, and he surged up side by side, pressing his only remaining conscience on the ground and beating him in turn, making him cry and raining, and also inspiring Wang Hao's rare pity. An Yangjun choked up and retracted the void that was ready to go, and used his consciousness to lift the chaotic Rumia by the collar to block her influence on himself.

[It's okay, Rumia.] 】

Rumia was dizzy as if she had been hit head-on by a train, her eyes shining and her limbs swaying limply in the air, but she still had a confused smile.

【You...... You don't want to kill it anymore?]

[I don't want to. 】

Wang Yu sighed softly in his heart.

[Before, I was too impulsive, this sunflower itself only exists, there is no fault, I shouldn't have deprived it of life because of my own problems.] 】

[I won't want to kill it anymore, I don't have children with Cangyun, and it is fate to be able to meet it, so let's take care of it like our child. 】

Wang Hao, who came to his senses, patted the leaves of the sunflower and said softly: "Among the plants and trees, cultivation is the most difficult. It's really rare that you can have today, since then, you will practice with my monster sage An Yangjun, I will do my best to cultivate you, teach you, feed each other with blood, and spare no effort. ”

The sunflowers immediately danced happily, although this was only because the plants could do too few movements, and everyone could only do this at most, but it inevitably reminded Wang Hao of being a bamboo cangyun. He smiled lightly and stroked the bamboo umbrella on his knees, his eyes gentle.

See, Cangyun?

A flower that resembles yours should be our child.

We finally have children.

He raised his hand and kissed the bamboo branch on his ring finger.

In the shadow cast by the sunflowers, Wang Hui hugged the paper umbrella tightly and fell into a deep sleep. This is a dream with Cangyun, and it is also a dream with Cangyun.

When Wang Yu came to his senses, the jade plate was already hanging high, and the sky was full of stars.

The leaf was still hiding the light for him.

Wang Hui picked up the wine gourd in his hand and drank the 97° residual wine, Rumia made a miserable sound like drowning in her sleep, and then fell silent.

“…… It's so quiet. ”

Wang Yu blinked.

"It's been a long time since it's been so quiet. ”

Wang Ling and Rumia are the big noise makers next to Wang Hui, and now Wang Ling only has an unconscious body hidden in the Spring and Autumn Dream, Rumia fell asleep obediently again, so Wang Hui has a rare quiet, and he can't help but want to immerse himself in the memory of himself and Cangyun.

In order to avoid this from happening, he found something else to divert his attention, An Yangjun pointed his fingertips between the virtual and the real on the main trunk of the sunflower, slightly submerged into it, and connected his blood vessels with the sunflower's ducts to pump blood to it. Sunflowers are plants, but plants also have a dormant period, at least sunflowers don't need to turn themselves to chase the sun at night, and the ignorance of ignorance has never shown its sense of existence.

After feeding the blood for a period of time, making the crystal-red veins on the main trunk of the sunflower more dense, Wang Yu withdrew his fingers. He removed the leaves from his body, and while he could see the stars through them, he was more accustomed to seeing them without hindrance. The stars swept by An Yangjun's gaze would become even dimmer than usual, for fear that he would anger this moody star by dazzling his eyes too much and be bombarded from the sky.

That's ten deaths.

Wang Yu shook his head, he knew that no one dared to enter the two star fights of the Void Sun Rat and the Female Earth Bat because they were related to him, and even the two Star Palaces were repaired to be more gorgeous, but Wang Yu really didn't care about these, he didn't have much sense of identity with the two races of mice and bats, he used to be a water rat of the same race, and now he is the ancestor of all bats in the world, like Wang Ling, since he fused with Xuanyan in front of the deer platform, the concept of "bat" began to appear in the world, and the first generation of bats were lucky, happy, Blessings and other positive concepts are born, or simply put, they are transformed by the clouds of the world. They gave birth to these viviparous mammals, created new races, and when they died, they reverted back to Qingyun, so all the bats worshiped and revered Wang, but Wang didn't pay attention to them.

He only cared about a few people, and one of them had left forever, never to return.

An Yangjun turned over, and the world was going to shake three times. But like this, he can't keep his lover.

"It's a shame. ”

The drunken and hazy Wang Hui raised his head and opened his mouth wide, poured the clear liquor into his mouth, and swallowed it all with his Adam's apple.

He threw away the gourd, and the gourd smashed into the stalk of a sunflower in the distance, but it had no mind or spirit, and would not spit out sunlight in protest to Wang Hao.

"It's a shame......"

The alcohol paralyzed An Yangjun's mind, he didn't know if he was crying or what he was doing, his mind was blank.

Until dawn.