Ding Peng took Chu Shuhui's hand, and walked on the Gesang grassland with a wooden expression, the golden eagle hovered high in the sky, and the empty field of vision here made the golden eagle particularly fond of it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Several passing martial artists looked at Ding Peng in disbelief for a long time, then turned their heads and looked at the veiled Chu Shuhui again, until they finally determined Ding Peng's identity, they looked at each other and nodded vigorously, and they all pulled out their weapons and rushed towards Ding Peng, Ding Peng didn't raise his eyelids, and with a wave of his hand, several black flames suddenly appeared, and directly sent them to the rebirth point.

There are always these self-proclaimed and righteous knights on the rivers and lakes, they don't consider the gap between themselves and Ding Peng, and they only think about doing the right thing for heaven.

Chu Shuhui said sadly; "Ding Peng, along the way, you have killed a lot of people, when will you kill the head......

Ding Peng asked expressionlessly; "Do you regret it?"

Chu Shuhui angrily broke away from Ding Peng's palm; "You know I didn't mean that!"

Ding Peng gently hugged Chu Shuhui close to his arms; "I understand...... Don't worry, I'm ......."

Chu Shuhui leaned on Ding Peng's chest, with a sweet smile on her face, looked sideways at the Gesang flowers all over the ground, and asked suspiciously;

"What are you bringing me to the Gesang Grassland for?"

Ding Peng's empty gaze slowly looked at the endless Gesang grassland, and said lightly; "There's a legend in the Gesang grassland, you know?"

"You mean about the eight-petaled Gesang flower? Is there really a Gesang flower with eight petals? ”

"The flower of happiness only blooms for a moment...... Ding Peng replied casually, looked up at the sky and asked; Do you know what day it is? ”

"It's supposed to be the thirteenth, what's wrong?"

"Two days to ......"

Immediately closed his eyes and began to self-study, Chu Shuhui asked curiously, but Ding Peng didn't say anything, the angry Chu Shuhui kicked Ding Peng hard, beckoned to the eagle in the sky, and went to play with the golden eagle.

On the grassland, an eagle eagle and a graceful woman frolicked, and the sound of bright laughter spread far away......

Ding Xiaotong sent a message into the secret, crying for a while, asking Ding Peng why he wanted to leave the Shenzhou Gang, Ding Peng listened to her crying silently, not knowing what to say.

Song Zihao also sent a message into the secret, asking what he should do now, Ding Peng asked him to gather reliable friends and wait for his news, Song Zihao also told Ding Peng one thing, that day, shortly after Ding Peng left, a swordsman in a snow-white robe broke into the Shenzhou Gang, and he killed in the Shenzhou Gang for three hours before leaving.

Ding Peng thought about it, clicked on the transmission of the frost white clothes into the secret, and there was a voice without fluctuations inside;

"What's the matter?"

After being silent for a while, Ding Peng spoke; "Thank you."

Frost Baiyi's tone was obvious, but obviously he knew why Ding Peng said thank you, and said; "No, you don't."

"I'm going to form a gang, are you coming?" Ding Peng invited directly, and the frost white clothes have never had to beat around the bush;

This time, Frost White was silent for a longer time before speaking; "If you're short on manpower, I can help."

The meaning of frost white clothes is very clear, if Ding Peng encounters any difficulties in forming a gang, he can help, but if he no longer needs his help, he will leave, Ding Peng nodded;

"I'll contact you then."

The moon gradually rose, and the faint moonlight reflected Ding Peng's shadow on the grass, Chu Shuhui was probably tired of playing with the golden eagle, took out a blanket from the space ring, spread it at Ding Peng's feet, and slowly fell asleep with Ding Peng in her body.

In the silent night, only a few night insects chirped, and on the empty grassland, a man was in the moonlight, closing his eyes and meditating......

Two days passed, and when the moonlight rose again, Ding Peng gently woke up the sleeping Chu Shuhui, who opened her sleepy eyes and asked suspiciously; "What's wrong?"

"Stay here and don't move, I'll be right back."

After speaking, he turned around and left, Chu Shuhui shouted; "Hey, where are you going, leave a girl like me on this grassland, and you can bear to do it!"

But Ding Peng didn't pay attention to it at all, a little under his feet, there was no trace in an instant, Chu Shuhui shouted dissatisfiedly; "Come back quickly when you're done!"

The flower of happiness blooms only for a moment, and only on the fifteenth day of the month, when the moon rises to its highest point, will it bloom in the Gesang grassland, which is closest to the sky.

The eight-petal Gesang flower is different from the ordinary Gesang flower, the ordinary Gesang flower is white, while the eight-petal Gesang flower has a faint pink, and under the light of the moon, it shows the most coquettish posture.

A dark shadow slowly approached it, and the black shadow's steps were very light and slow, and it was hard to imagine that he was just going to pick a flower.

Ding Peng...... Ding Peng...... Stinky boy, let you do your homework, you're asleep again! ”

Xiao Ding Peng opened his eyes suspiciously, only to see a woman in her thirties standing next to him, although the woman was questioning Ding Peng, but the concern on her face was overflowing, and she reached out and touched Xiao Ding Peng's forehead;

"Sleeping on your desk like this will make you catch a cold."

Xiao Ding Peng lowered his head and said softly; "Mom, I'm sorry."

"Go wash your face and don't let your dad see you're asleep, and then go downstairs to eat." The woman said softly, then turned around and walked out of Ding Peng's room, still muttering; "What age is this, can't the school use some better way, or so many homework ...... every day?"

Xiao Ding Peng grinned, quickly rushed into the toilet, washed his face indiscriminately, and then went down the stairs to the dining room, a man who was not smiling, was sitting in the dining room flipping through virtual books, and saw Ding Peng, who had just washed his face, and said majestically;

"Are you asleep again?"

Xiao Ding Peng lowered his head and did not speak, and the woman gently patted the man's shoulder on the side; "How tired you are from school, what's wrong with sleeping!" Then he turned his head and said to Ding Peng; "Come, it's okay, let's eat......"

"A loving mother is a loser!" The man snorted coldly;

The woman secretly winked at Ding Peng behind the man's back, and little Ding Peng grinned and sat down at the dining table to eat.

The days passed day by day, but Xiao Ding Peng's body has not grown up, and the same is true for men and women, the years have not left any traces on their faces at all, and the family of three lives a warm family life that is repeated every day.

Every night, the woman will personally help Xiao Ding Peng put on his pajamas, then watch Ding Peng fall asleep, and then send a kiss on Ding Peng's forehead, gently say good night, and then help him turn off the light, and then slowly walk out of Xiao Ding Peng's room.

Ding Peng slept soundly every night, so fragrant that he would laugh in his dreams, and little Ding Peng felt that he had not slept so sweetly for many years.

Xiao Ding Peng was suddenly stunned, opened his eyes and got up, came to the mirror and stood still, the little figure in the mirror was cute and cute, but why did he feel that he hadn't slept for many years?

If it really had been so many years, my body wouldn't have ...... Xiao Ding Peng frowned cutely and knocked on his forehead, how should my body be? What is the relationship between age and body?

As if there was something very important that he couldn't remember, Xiao Ding Peng walked back and forth in distress, and suddenly slapped his palm hard, Xiao Ding Peng laughed;

"By the way, you should grow up!"

After thinking of the answer, Xiao Ding Peng climbed back into bed and fell asleep satisfied.

Since then, Xiao Ding Peng will look at his height from time to time, or hold his mother's hand, and ask coquettishly;

"Mommy, Mommy, when am I going to grow up?"

The woman always said to Xiao Ding Peng gently; "Our Ding Peng is already an adult, good, finish the rice in the bowl, and after eating, our little Ding Peng will grow up faster."

Xiao Ding Peng nodded vigorously, and quickly pulled the rice in the bowl into his mouth.