Chapter 41: This sprite is not too cold

CHAPTER XLIV

But Hu Xiaobao, who was originally paralyzed, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the golden inscription Neidan: "Ahβ€”β€”! ”

Wakaba couldn't help but shake his hands when he heard this scream, and the clean and beautiful Nedan naturally flowed into the hands of the rare stunned Wai Zhuo. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, and then hurriedly put down the back basket and turned around to grab Hu Xiaobao.

"Xiaobao, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

A trace of impatience flashed in Hu Xiaobao's eyes, and he replied casually: "It's okay, it's just that my legs are a little sore!" ”

It was rare to be stunned, and his eyes were full of Wakaba's thin figure, and he didn't notice it; Wakaba, who was carrying a basket on his back and holding Nedan, didn't notice it.

Hu Xiaobao in the back basket saw Wakaba take out the Purple Inner Pill, his white little face suddenly turned red, and then the moment it flowed into the hands of the Purple Eagle, the blood color receded and turned pale.

Ruoye turned to look at it, and when Hu Xiaobao breathed heavily, the blood on his face receded. Therefore, if Ye Sihu Xiaobao is infected with cold, bad diseases, etc., he can't help but be very worried.

Although Hu Xiaobao said that he was fine, Wakaba didn't believe it very much. She has been helping in every household in the village all the year round, and every time she sees someone like this, it must be suffering from a small and small disease.

The drizzle is glorious, the dew is thin, and the sweat is light and the clothes are transparent.

Obviously, it was caused by the wind chill that people in the village often get, but the slight difference is that perhaps because he had just contracted the wind cold, Hu Xiaobao did not show any symptoms of cough and runny nose at this time.

On this side, if Ye felt that Hu Xiaobao was cold, on the other side, when he came back to his senses, he had swallowed the inner pill into his mouth under Hu Xiaobao's eager and disappointed gaze. Feel the revival of the "long-lost" power, and the memories that have made me melancholy for 300 years also recover.

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"Hehe, no way...... My father and mother have passed away, leaving me and my younger brother Hu Xiaobao, my younger brother was born frail and sickly, I just want to cure him! But, my brother he, he ......"

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The words of despair, disappointment, and helplessness still echoed in my ears.

"Uncle Weizhuo!"

"Huh!? What the? Suddenly awakened, he looked at Wakaba's face, which was no different from what he remembered, and then reacted to Wakaba's name just now: Uncle Shuan......

"Uncle Wei, my brother seems to have caught a cold...... Woohoo! ”

Before Wakaha could finish speaking, she was almost bitten on her tongue by a large hand that slapped her head.

"The Great ......"

Before the words fell, the big hand struck again, and Wakaba was so frightened that he immediately hugged his head and fell backwards. Seeing that Wakaba was about to fall on the slippery ground, his big hand turned to grasp, and he easily held the thin Wakaba.

Seeing that Ruoye was so afraid, Wei Huan's heart ached and he couldn't help but regret it a little, but when he thought of that title, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably angry! Seeing that there was another submissive "Uncle Ripple" floating out of Ruoye's mouth, Ripple couldn't help but slap it again, and said angrily: "Call my brother!" ”

The cold and warm pupils and the cold and angry voice surprised Wakaba, and at the same time, a simple sentence could not help but appear in his mind:

This sprite isn't too cold!

…… To be continued......

ps: Comes with a song of seven laws written by meow sauce (it should be seven laws, not don't slap your face):

【Cold Eyes】

The ice color is affectionate and indescribable,

The world is unpredictable, and dreams are broken.

How much laughter changes,

Midnight dreams come back to a thousand times.

Wake up from a dream and wake up from a dream,

Thirty Hongchen asked again:

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