Chapter 1202: Father (3)

Qingmo: "......"

Ahh I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen! Brother, no matter how good-looking you are, I won't listen! I want grandma!

Qingmo chose to die.

Dongfang Zitang was covered with gauze, but her face was still red, she was held in her arms by Dongfang Zijin, and she could feel Dongfang Zijin's body. Her little hands seemed to have nowhere to put them, and she didn't know what to do.

The clothes were soaked in the bath water, and the mist filled the surroundings.

Dongfang Zijin placed his forehead on Dongfang Zitang's forehead, and after a few seconds, Dongfang Zitang put Dongfang Zitang back on the ground.

"In the future, don't come nonsense."

Dongfang Zitang: "......"

didn't reply, Dongfang Zitang left the room as if she was running away, and after leaving, she found that she didn't close the door, so she hurriedly went back and closed the door.

"Poof."

Dongfang Zijin couldn't help but smile.

With a calming pill in his mouth, Dongfang Zijin began to breathe in his body. He thought that he could stop his heart like water, but he didn't think that this water could also be turned from ice to water, and it could also burn.

Halfway through, Dongfang Zitang returned to the elders' care, and when he came back, Dongfang Zijin had already come out of the medicinal bath in advance.

It was the familiar white clothes, and he was graceful, as if he could rise to the wind at any time and return to the gods.

"Brother." Dongfang Zitang called softly.

Looking back, Dongfang Zijin smiled lightly at the corner of her lips and stretched out her hand: "Tang'er, come here." ”

Falling on Dongfang Zijian's side, he handed his hand to Dongfang Zijin, with a pair of purple eyes with some expectations: "Brother, Tang'er has helped you decorate this place, but do you remember what this is?" ”

The pattern here has completely changed, from an elegant attic to a human fireworks, but it is also smoky, like the residence of a reclusive immortal.

"This is a small house that I painted with Tang'er when I was a child." Of course, Dongfang Zijin remembered that at that time, his little Tang'er was beginning to learn to paint, which was a design he imagined while teaching her.

Unexpectedly, Tang'er not only remembered, but even reproduced it.

Dongfang Zijin hugged Dongfang Zitang, feeling the breath that only his little Tanger had, he was extremely greedy for this breath, and he also hoped to hold her forever.

Years of longing seem to have turned into a quietly flowing stream, gentle and continuous, clear and silent.

Every day from now on, I hope to be by your side.

Dongfang Zijin broke through to the Lingzhou Stage, and stabilized at the second order of the Lingzhou Stage, he led Dongfang Zitang into the cultivation place together, and opened the enchantment of the cultivation place.

"Tang'er, you are waiting for me here." Dongfang Zijin planned to go alone to rescue the Cao people.

"No, I'm going to be with my brother."

Dongfang Zitang can understand the mood that will be affected in that nothingness, the emptiness that seems to be alone for hundreds of billions of years, she may not be able to dispel it for her brother, but she also wants to tell him that she is by his side.

Dongfang Zitang put the bracelet given to her by the Shenshi clan on Dongfang Zijian's hand and gave Dongfang Zijin the right to use it.

The moment he put it on, Dongfang Zijin understood the effect of this bracelet, and he didn't ask for himself anymore, but put Dongfang Zitang's waist in his hand: "Then be with me." ”

Qingmo has gradually accepted the way the master and his brother get along, and he also accepts the fact that the master already has a sweetheart, although he still sighs occasionally, but after he thinks about it carefully, he feels that his brother and his master are still quite compatible.

The two grew up together, and although they were brother and sister at the time, they could be regarded as childhood sweethearts.

Just the temperament that I thought was similar to my brother and sister before, now I look like a husband and wife, if you don't consider your own emotions, just looking at the appearance of the master and her brother standing together, Qingmo can almost scream.

Immortals are worthy of immortals.

Came to the void again, Dongfang Zitang hugged Dongfang Zijin tightly, at this time her voice could not reach Dongfang Zijin, but she also wanted to use her actions to tell him that even if the nothingness would make him temporarily forget that there was someone else by his side, she was still by his side.

Dongfang Zijin also understood why his little Tang'er insisted on entering this nothingness with him, but he was completely able to resist this nothingness.

He wouldn't tell his little Tang'er what he had gone through, and how many years he had spent in the years she thought he had.

Feeling Xiao Tang'er's action of holding him tighter, Dongfang Zijian's heart warmed, and his hand holding her tightened slightly, responding to her worries.

It's like saying — don't worry, I always knew you were there for me.

The little girl who used to be said to try to stand by his side will one day no longer be a bird protected by him, but an eagle that can show him soaring in the sky.

Now, she's right next to him.

Dongfang Zijian's spatial laws are far more comprehended than Dongfang Zitang, and the time he spends is much less than that of Dongfang Zitang. Finally, he took Dongfang Zitang and returned to the secret realm again.

And the moment the two of them appeared, the mirror spirit with the appearance of Dongfang Zitang in red immediately appeared, and she was surprised on her face: "Are you still alive?" ”

More than 100,000 years have passed, and she thought that the woman who had entered the void before had died, but she didn't expect that she would actually come back, and the people around her ......

Jing Ling didn't know if it was because she used Dongfang Zitang's skin to have some emotions of Dongfang Zitang or if she was really heartbeat, the moment she looked at Dongfang Zi Hibiscus, it was like a dead tree for countless years suddenly blooming, and her heart was beating non-stop.

Dongfang Zijin looked at Jing Ling and couldn't help frowning: "Tang'er's face is not something you can use." ”

Dongfang Zitang noticed that Dongfang Zijin was not surprised by the existence of the mirror spirit, and even seemed to understand what kind of existence the mirror spirit was, and it seemed that his brother had also seen an existence similar to the mirror spirit.

As if with the power of the rules that follow the law, the mirror spirit actually made the god directly change his body shape - into the appearance of Taibai.

Before Jing Ling saw Dongfang Zitang, the person she saw in her last body was Taibai.

Dongfang Zitang: "......"

Looking at Taibai's face, which was a little like himself and a little like Yu Nanshao, Dongfang Zitang remembered that he didn't have time to tell Taibai about his reincarnation.

She didn't want to be too white to look like her and Yu Nanshao's child.

Dongfang Zijin also found out about this, if he didn't understand the relationship between his Xiao Tang'er and Yu Nanshao, maybe he would really think that this would be Xiao Tang'er and Yu Nanshao's child.

"One more."

Obviously, Dongfang Zijin also doesn't like Jing Ling's appearance.

Jing Ling was aggrieved, and became another person, this person is a man, Dongfang Zitang doesn't know each other, I think it should be a person Jing Ling saw earlier.

"It's not surprising that you met me." Jing Ling blinked, his eyes staring at Dongfang Zijin.

This man is so good-looking, the best-looking man she has seen in so many years.

"Hmm." Dongfang Zijin held Dongfang Zitang's hand, he was not curious about the mirror spirit, and he didn't want to pay attention to it.

Because of the lack of energy in the secret realm, it could not restrict Dongfang Zijin's spiritual sense at all, and Dongfang Zijin's spiritual sense quickly found the place where the people of the Cao tribe lived.

Holding Dongfang Zitang's hand, Dongfang Zijin took his little Tang'er to the place where the people of the Cao tribe lived.

Dongfang Zitang didn't slow down, she hadn't come back for 100,000 years, and she hoped that the people of the Cao tribe hadn't become desperate.