I saw that Beiming was soaked, holding Fanyin in both hands, walking to the shore step by step, without saying a word, his face was extremely ugly, and his eyes showed a fierce color.

When Fanyin suddenly saw him like this, she was frightened. This time it seemed to wake up Beiming, Beiming looked down at the Fanyin in his arms, his strength was not reduced, and when he saw that she was fine, he walked to the shore again. The tide was so strong that people could not land at all, but Beiming was like walking on the ground and was unhindered.

Seeing him like this, Fanyin was suddenly frightened, honestly in his arms, and didn't dare to move.

When he arrived at the shore, Beiming put Sanskrit on the ground, and Fanyin stood up, looking at him, but he didn't dare to look at him, and his little eyes were shaking around.

"What were you doing just now!" Bei Ming suddenly reprimanded Sanskrit sharply!

Sanskrit sound stirred up. As everyone knows, Fanyin's leap just now frightened Beiming's heart tremble, and the six gods were gone. Then she jumped down. At this moment, he hadn't recovered his strength, his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but scold.

"I ...... I just ...... I just ......" Sanskrit Yin was also frightened by Beiming's fierce appearance, and he didn't dare to say anything to him.

"Do you know how dangerous it is to jump down like this!" Beiming's attitude did not slow down.

"I ...... I...... I'm sorry...... I know ......"

"I know what to do!"

Sanskrit pursed her lips aggrievedly, but she didn't dare to explain.

"You!" Beiming still wanted to lose his temper, but he couldn't bear it when he saw Sanskrit like this. Beiming slowed down for a long time, and finally suppressed his anger and asked, "Did the fall hurt?"

Fanyin looked at Beiming, suddenly lowered his head, shook his head vigorously, and cried.

"Uh!" Bei Ming was shocked at the moment! He thought: "Oh no! I didn't hold the fire just now! I cried the Sanskrit Yin Xun!" and hurriedly said, "You, don't cry, I didn't blame you, I just said you in a hurry, it's too dangerous to jump down like that!"

Sanskrit shook her head, still sobbing quietly. Bei Ming began to cramp and said, "That, Fanyin, I'm just worried that you were injured just now. I don't mean anything else, don't cry, it's my bad attitude. ”

When Beiming said this, Sanskrit Yin Wow cried loudly, and the more he cried, the louder he became. Beiming was completely stunned, and now he didn't dare to move.

Fanyin cried for a while, then stopped sobbing and muttered, "Thank you...... Thank you......" Woo, another burst of crying.

"That, no, I ......" stammered.

Beiming saw that she was all wet and wanted to bake a fire for her. Groping for the hyacinth on his body. At this time, I saw Hongluan flying over, looking back and forth at Beiming and Sanskrit. I saw that it suddenly flew towards the North Darkness with its eyelids squinted, drooping its little arms, as if it was going to start a war with the North Darkness.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean to make her cry. Seeing Hongluan's appearance, Beiming hurriedly raised his hand to explain.

Just now, Hongluan swooped down with Sanskrit Yin and went to the bottom of the water. But the water flow is too big, and Hongluan doesn't know the nature of water, and is washed by the turbulent flow. Suddenly, a spiritual power surrounded Hongluan, sending it out of the water and rushing out, and it was Beiming who saved it. Now it had just shook its head and flew back towards Sanskrit.

Hongluan looked Beiming up and down for a long time, and suddenly it turned around and opened its mouth to shout at the open space not far away. I saw a large fireball burning out of thin air, instantly dispelling the coldness of the seawater.

Beiming looked at Hongluan and was taken aback, and Hongluan looked up at him proudly. Without borrowing foreign objects, Hongluan can illustrate fire out of thin air, and the fireworks will not stop, which is even more clever than the pyromancer.

"Don't cry, I'll take you over to roast the fire, okay?" Bei Ming asked tentatively. Seeing that Fanyin didn't look up, he gently patted Fanyin on the shoulder. Fanyin looked at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched down again.

Beiming was at a loss, and hurriedly scratched the back of his head with his hand, "Don't cry, I was not good just now, I shouldn't have murdered you, I know you're in a bad mood." So, shall we go and roast the fire now?"

Fanyin looked at Beiming blankly and didn't speak, and looked at Beiming as hairy. Bei Ming tentatively stretched out his hand and pulled up the Sanskrit sound, "I'll take you over." "Tilt your head and see if Sanskrit agrees. Seeing that Fanyin didn't seem to refuse, he took her to the edge of the flame and sat down.

Sanskrit sat by the flames, and the red luan flew around them. After a long time, Fanyin muttered: "You say, can I find my parents when I die?" As soon as these words came out, Beiming's hairs instantly rose when he heard it, and he suddenly looked at Fanyin. "But they won't let me die. ”

Beiming Ling frowned, thought for a while, unfolded it again, walked to Fanyin's side, and said seriously to her sitting on the ground: "I think, it should be possible." When Sanskrit heard Beiming say this, fireworks flashed in his eyes, and he straightened up, wanting to hear him continue.

"But if you die, they will be sad, sadder than you are now. The fifth uncle and Aunt Yue'er must want you to live well, and they fought for their lives to let their precious daughter live well. I think you'll be able to meet again, you will. ”

"When!" said Sangyin, looking at Bei Ming with wide eyes and expectation.

"When you go to their world one day, too. But not now, now they want you to live well, don't rush to them just yet. You've got to help them make that happen. Beiming's words were firm, looking directly at Sanskrit.

At that moment, it seemed as if she had received the power he had given her. She looked up at him. Bei Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and gently brushed it on her silky little face: "Don't cry. "He knew her pain.

Fanyin looked at him, and his sad mood seemed to have calmed down a little. I want to cry and I want to hold back. Beiming sat down and said to her, "If you're sad, just cry for a while." ”

The corners of Fanyin's mouth moved, and she threw herself into Beiming's arms. "Hmm!" he cried and nodded. Beiming looked at the girl in his arms, and felt sad with her for a while, so he couldn't help but hug her.

After a long time, Fanyin straightened up, wiped his eyes, looked at Beiming beside him, and suddenly smiled at him. A pair of moving apricot eyes seem to be made of water, there are teardrops on the slender eyelashes, the beautiful little nose is crying pink, and the thin mouth like water chestnut is gently bent upward, and the appearance is very cute.

Beiming looked at her and suddenly froze. He shook his head and quickly glanced to the side.

"How old are you?" asked Beiming. The two of them didn't know each other at all before, and although they had experienced so many days together, they hadn't spoken a few words in total.

"XIV. Sanskrit replied, "What about you?"

"Twelve. ”

Fanyin looked at Bei Ming in amazement: "You are only twelve years old?"

"Hmm. Beiming nodded.

"Why is your spiritual method so good? ”

"I've been practicing since I was a kid. ”

Fanyin nodded, she listened to whatever Beiming said, as a matter of course. Later, I thought about it, no, she should be a sister. These days, she has been taking care of a younger brother who is two years younger than herself, and she is suddenly ashamed and embarrassed. I barely looked at Beiming and wanted to say sorry to him.

But when she looked at him, she couldn't speak. For the first time, a clear face came into her eyes, with cold eyes, a handsome nose, thin lips like blades, bright and neat short black hair, a clean forehead, and fair skin. The originally immature face has become angular because of its clear temperament, as if it has a mature style.

During this time, Sanskrit has been living like a walking corpse, regardless of what is happening around her. She only remembered that she had been following a man since she escaped from the ghost's grasp, and she panicked whenever that person was about to leave her half a step.

The man gave her a strong sense of security in the dark, but she didn't know what the man looked like. Today, for the first time, she clearly realized that the person who had been accompanying her on her back was none other than Beiming.

"What's wrong?" Bei Ming asked when he saw that Fanyin was staring at him without speaking.

"It's nothing, I think I'm supposed to be a sister. I'm sorry for bothering you to take care of me these days. Sanskrit himself said that he was very unconfident.

"Sister?"

"I'm two years older than you. Sanskrit whispered a little emphasis.

Beiming suddenly walked to Fanyin's side, gestured their heights with his hand, and said seriously, "It's okay, I'll be taller than you next year." ”

"I didn't mean that. ”

"Almost. Beiming insisted.

With that, he lowered his head and groped seriously on the shore. Fanyin looked at him, unclear: "What are you looking for?"

He searched for a long time, picked up a crystal clear white stone washed by the sea water on the shore, wiped it clean with his clothes, and handed it to Fanyin: "This is for you, and this will be your home in the future." ”

Fanyin looked at the stone in a daze, and said for a long time: "Thank you". Tears appeared in his eyes again, but the sadness had faded a lot.

Suddenly, Bei Ming was surprised, "Can you hear me?" He realized that Sanskrit had been answering him fluently for the past half a day.

Sanskrit shook his head and said, "I can read lips, my eyes are quite useful." Ears, if you are deaf, you will be deaf. The sun shone on Fanyin's wheat-colored face, warm, and Beiming looked at her, unconsciously.