She crept towards the place, looking up and looking around at her. The evening breeze rose suddenly, and the night breeze blew on her, and her figure became more and more beautiful.

Their figures were sparse at this time, like a mist that was about to dissipate......

However, she also has a face, facial features, a delicate little nose, and long eyelashes that are curved, like a little poem with overlapping words up and down......

Somehow, all of a sudden, they seemed to be incredibly powerful and their images clear.

"I'm looking for ......," she said, a little hesitantly, very hesitantly.

"...... are you looking for?" she was enthusiastic, and she took the initiative to step forward. However, because she has too few words, she is still a little reserved.

The figures of the two of them were sometimes sparse and sometimes intense: it was evident that their apparitions were very unstable, influenced by some ineffable factor.

"Cross, I'm looking for Cross!" the person who came had a clear purpose and a clear question, as if he was holding a treasure map with a clear route. Just when a stalemate was broken, I saw a mist of mystery landing, she slowly poured her figure, slowly descending, and when this supernatural air stood firm beside Ruokong, she conjured into the small figure of her best cross......

"Oh, Cross?" Gun Rain was surprised and lost his voice, after all, the appearance of the soul is different from the real appearance in reality!

And, according to the eyes of the spirit called Kong'er, and listening to the ears of the rain of guns, the words of the cross were very weak, like an apparition of her weakness......

"Brother Gunyu, I'm the Cross ......" Hearing the young man's shout, I saw the girl called the Cross, whose figure flashed slightly, appeared thinly, and disappeared abruptly......

The girl named Kong'er frowned, and she stared at the young man floating in there, first smiling, then frozen.

"Are you a rain of gunshots?" suddenly asked the girl named Kong'er in a mournful and solemn voice.

"I'm a rain of guns!" replied the young man calmly.

"How do you know Cross, she's here?" asked the maiden called Sora, cautiously.

"I'm in the middle of the year, listening to Cheng Hao......" The young man seemed to know the cross's qiē, and he said softly, as if he was afraid that the cross would be frightened again and fly higher and farther.

"Why did you come here?" suddenly the young man called GunRain asked loudly.

"This is my territory, this is my garden!" I saw the girl named Ruokong raise her hand and point around, and then drop her finger in front of her. She replied a little angry.

"The rain of guns really doesn't understand the mood, and it's much worse than the gun......" Ruokong leaked dissatisfaction in his heart.

"No! Gun rain is the most handsome! He poured his blood all his life to save his life!"

"Cross!!!!" Wakaku seemed to blush and reasoned with her sister.

"Hehe: in the eyes of a lover, he is the most handsome in the eyes of everyone!" another scholar in dark blue clothes. Hearing that the two girls were more serious, they quickly ran out of the other room.

"Hehe, Brother Cheng Hao, Gun Rain is polite!" Seeing this scholar, Gun Rain knew how to give a salute very well.

"Oh. You're home!" The young man was suddenly disappointed and surprised, and he tried to interject to get the two lonely ghosts to end their argument. But soon, he looked up again at the girl in front of him.

"Are you looking for her?" Suddenly, the girl named Kong'er quickly grabbed the phantom's very clear cross hand, wanting to hand over her sister to the rain of guns in person.

"Jiaocha!" I saw Zi Ruokong say expressionlessly.

"Hehe: Purple Maiden, I apologize to you on behalf of the cross! Your spear is very good, and I am waiting for you at the garden gate!" Seeing the man called Gun Rain, he clasped his fists and gave a salute.

Zi Ruokong stood there. The phantom holding the cross suddenly stood still......

Xue'er stared closely: I saw that behind the young man's body, a soul suddenly stretched out her left hand very vigorously, and the girl called Kong'er and the girl called Cross all turned into a burst of green smoke and slid into his palm soothingly......

Then the young man went around the garden again, and when he found no ill-intentioned man, he faintly dispersed......

"Hehe, he's patrolling here, he seems to be addicted?" a woman's voice came, and there was a clever smile that could not be concealed in the words, and there was an unspeakable love and persistence......

"You're in love with him?" Suddenly, an exterminator's voice smacked down stiffly, and almost extinguished the woman's infatuated gaze......

"I'm in love with her!" said the puzzling remark before the figure of another young man disappeared after the rain of gunfire.

"Hehe: it's my turn!" I heard a playful girl's voice land in time, as if to disperse some unpredictable smoke......

"No, he's mine!" said another little girl, poking her head out of the bushes. Tripping the playful girl......

"Hey, hey, I'll fly, hey, I'll fly---- you'll never be able to make a stalk in secret!" That playful girl has tripped over her once, eaten a socket, grown wise, and after tripping this time, she got up and flew forward!

"Bad-eyed wild woman, bad-eyed wild woman, bye-bye!" the playful girl turned her head, made a lovely grimace, and flew away......

"Oh, old man, it's that girl you have a crush on! she's willing to be your apprentice? she's so gifted, and she's so free!" said a man who knew his destiny.

Michael's golden portrait still floats sculpturally in the night sky, still shining with golden light.

"Hmph, do you think he's better than me?!" said Michael, angrily. The man who knew the destiny of heaven suddenly raised his head and found that the girl who flew lightly was gone.

"Cough, cough, cough...... The man who knew the age of the Mandate of Heaven quickly lowered his head, snickered, and knew that he was rude, so he quickly coughed a few times to hide his gaffe.

"Well, Fan Lao: can't people really be resurrected after death?" I saw Michael's golden head hanging there, his eyes staring directly at the figure of the playful little girl.

"Old man: Forgive Fan Chong for being blunt, the little girl already has someone in her heart!" I only heard the old man who knew the destiny of heaven called Fan Lao by Michael, and said very sincerely.

"Who is her master?" Michael's eyes were still blank, as if he knew who the little girl's master was, and he must rush to fight her.

"Ahem!" Van reduced Michael's stance. I couldn't help but cough twice again, and then fell silent...... (To be continued.) )