"Little flea, jump far enough!"

Liu Biao smiled, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked contemptuously at the rain and dust that disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It's not that he isn't in a hurry to chase after the rain and dust, but he has to keep watch, waiting for the light gate to disappear automatically. In addition, he also had a trace of doubt, as soon as Su Hanyun walked into the portal, he secretly sealed the door, how did the little guy find out?

"Interesting!"

He was just going to bang the little guy, but now, hehe!

His smile was grim and disgusting, like a bloodthirsty demon......

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Happy Village.

The clear water of the river meanders through the village, and the crystalline pebbles shine in the sunlight. On the bank of the river, the grass was green and velvety, and on a clean and flat boulder, there was a snow-white silk, but an inch square, and there seemed to be two ink characters written on it.

The slender and white fingers followed the handwriting on the silk, slowly caressing, stroke by stroke, outlining powerfully, as if to be engraved on the stone, and then carved to the bottom of the heart.

Unknown ink, but the ink color is black and bright, the smell is fragrant and long-lasting, it must be famous ink.

Although it has been more than three years, the faint scent of ink still lingers on the nose and lingers.

Feng Chun raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky was clear, with only a few wisps of clouds drifting leisurely. The vines on the ground are blooming brightly, the flowers are huge, the petals are complex, overlapping, all over the mountains, until the end. At the junction of heaven and earth is a large forest, and the golden color of early autumn is gradually infecting the thick green branches.

Feng Chun's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to look farther and farther through the woods, or maybe he was just looking at where the clouds were going to drift.

The sky there, even in the most beautiful season, is far less than the autumn scenery in front of you, but ...... He sighed softly and looked down to see the wind blowing through the water, causing ripples.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a crisp children's voice behind me: "Feng Da Brother, Feng Da Brother." ”。

Feng Chun didn't look back, folded the silk silk on the stone finely, and gently put it into his personal arms, then turned around, smiled faintly, and said, "Lele, what's the matter?"

It was Le Chasing the wind, this child had just passed ten years old, his eyes were a little clever, he saw Feng Chun, ran over in a few steps, and said loudly: "It turns out that you are here, have you forgotten what day it is today?"