"Idiot. ”

Catching the little paper crane in the palm of his hand, there is a little joy in his heart, sinking in the waves, and it is difficult to appear.

"Before leaving, unless you have to do it, how can the deity be willing to hurt yourself at will. ”

The little paper crane is ignorant, it has been studying hard recently, but it can't guess what the Venerable means.

"Even Lixizi has the method of cultivation all the time, although he is wonderful, has the deity wasted all these years? ”

This opportunity, the little paper crane secretly hated, it knew that the Venerable had been alone all these years, that is, it was inevitable that he was tired and tired when he was in a meager mood before, but it is clear that it can accompany His Holiness all the time now, why, it is still an opportunity to abandon this world and the future is difficult to find.

Just looking at the lightness and liveliness that His Holiness had never shown, even if he was as cold and self-contained as always, he couldn't hide his breath, the little paper crane couldn't speak, but he was dull and silent, and his heart was like being suppressed by a boulder.

It would be a good thing for Her Holiness to be liberated, and it should be worth rejoicing for His Holiness and celebrating His Holiness, but she is still reluctant to do so.

Making a happy and questioning appearance, the Venerable was always patient with his eyebrows, so that tears were about to fall out.

"Did His Holiness use these cultivations to make this?"

Looking at the joy on the face of the little paper crane, curiosity and forced to do nothing, only treated it according to the way it appeared, but it was a little sour from the heart, she wanted to personally protect the little paper crane Huanxi I did not need to hide even if she had never made a promise, now, she broke her promise.

The creatures behind looked at the little paper crane but moved, and then lowered their hands again and kept silent.

"Yes, Xu is there has already known the deity's choice, although there are some ups and downs, in the end, in the end, there are still many unused cultivations, and the strength of the deity is a little refined. ”

Stroking the back feathers of the little paper crane, he sighed softly.

"Ah He Mo wants to be resentful, in the final analysis, he only blames the deity for being born too early, and he is biased towards survival. ”

If it can be 1800 billion years later, then at least before her heart gradually becomes lonely, she will have the hope of immortality, and if she has a thought, she will not be so difficult, and she will see a lot when she is about to die.

It's just useless, she thinks, compared to losing Zhong Huaiqing and suffering trillions of years of loneliness, she is still satisfied with the choice now, and in the future, she can hand it over to that living being.

She herself is rich in cultivation, and the creatures she has created are not weak with her by relying on the foundation of these years, and there are countless years of accumulation, and even the cultivation used by living beings is less than a dime, and the storage of half of them can be used at any time, and she doesn't need to worry about everything in the future.

The first time it was called a crane, it was the only nickname except for the paper crane and the small paper crane, in the early years, he would jump up in surprise, and he was happy and at a loss, but at the moment it was not in the mood to get these, stiff crooked neck, right to be happy.

It's good to be a little crane, unless it's emotional or obvious, it's hard for it to make any expressions, so at this moment, even if it's self-righteous, it can still stick to acting.

The pace was a little hasty, and for the first time it seemed to be fleeing, and the slightly faster action was not noticed by the little paper crane, and it didn't really want to keep up with the Venerable now, for fear that its clumsy nature would be discovered by the Venerable One.

His Holiness is such a good person, and she is her Creator, she has been tired for so long, it can't be hindered because of its own selfishness, His Holiness can't treat it better, it has to learn to be well-behaved, just like the few times His Holiness praised himself like this.

His Holiness has already left, and His Holiness who always restrains himself will not know his actions, looking at what His Holiness has left behind, saying that he can often accompany his creatures in the future, tears gurgled out.

It also believed in the words of His Holiness, who had never made a promise, and it regretted that it had not thought for so long that he had made a promise to be with His Holiness forever.

Throwing this thought away, it fell crookedly on the shoulders of living beings, not the steadiness of the real thing, and it would not let it fall, how could it think like that, it is rare for His Holiness to be so happy and unrestrained, even if it does not show its freedom on its face, it is really spoiled.

The creature raised its arm and gently held it in what should have been the palm of its hand, sinking into the soft and cool half-body that was indeed elastic, and the little paper crane's mood was strangely much better.

The creature set up a small soundproof barrier, the whole body was a little lighter, the little paper crane didn't notice the faint figure, looking at the enchantment he knew enveloped himself, with tears and gratitude like a creature glanced at it, and then completely let go, wow wow cried.

Crying until it hiccuped, its feathers were messy, and its image was so embarrassed that it didn't dare to look at what it was like, and the creature had always been very patient and gently holding it, nesting in the semi-entity everywhere and everywhere and down-to-earth, a little bit to soothe the radical emotions of the little paper crane.

Shaking his wings with a sob, the creature retracted his palm clearly, and thought of the care that His Holiness had been taking care of, and the little paper crane's claws tightened, and he almost couldn't control his howling thoughts.

Use the magic weapon given by the Venerable to reorganize his appearance, but this time no matter how you look at it, there is still some residual decadence, lying on the shoulders of the living beings in frustration, and getting along with the Venerable a little less, but this look, how can it be displayed in front of the Venerable.

It's really not lively at all, not like a little paper crane at all.

Whether it was the little paper crane's claws that suddenly tightened when he grabbed his shoulder, or the current lying nest, there was no other reaction, but he watched the little paper crane's mood fall again, and hesitated to make an expression of opening his mouth, but what he got was still silent.

I was actively touched by the soft and quiet feeling again, but it was not as completely wrapped as before, but I patiently stroked the hair over and over again, and the rhythm was like that of His Holiness.

Maybe it's also great to have such a company in the future, isn't it, His Holiness always leaves himself the best choice, His Holiness said that although it is not yet possible to reincarnate after death, but the corresponding thinking has been a little, just waiting for His Holiness to leave, it will be handed over to this creature to continue to study, and it won't take too long to think about it.

Although the afterlife and this life are not considered to have anything to do with it, it is much better than completely dissipating, and the Venerable said that although she has no time to figure it out a little, this creature will definitely be able to get everything right before it gets completely tired of it, and the Venerable treats himself, there is really nothing to say.