The trio of beast skin monks all felt very frustrated, although Ling Yunzi looked heroic, but his tone was very tight, and he didn't plan to bring a few of them useless people at all. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Miss Wei stayed in the low shed and didn't come out, and even the evening meals were brought in by Duan Tiancai.

Although the three of them sympathized with Miss Wei's sudden disaster, they were actually more sympathetic to a few small ones. The three little dolls were detained by Xue Shaoxi and Changgui, and they didn't dare to disturb, and from time to time they glanced at Miss Wei's shed, and the little eyes were really pitiful and miserable.

As for Ling Yunzi, he had just met this family and didn't think about it so much. He is very interested in Changgui and has been secretly paying attention.

After talking to his sister for a while, Changgui walked out of the shed with red eyes, and was busy from afternoon to evening.

Take care of your younger siblings, play with them, wash their faces and wipe their hands.

The child's dirty clothes were put into a wooden basin in his arms, and after boiling hot water, he sat down on a stone and beat the laundry with a wooden stick. Although it was a bit perfunctory, looking at the posture, it was not the first time that such a woman had done such a job.

How did Ling Yunzi know that Changgui had been forced to wash his clothes for two months by Wei Xiaoge, and he hadn't forgotten the gesture.

Changgui is honest, and Xue Shaoxi is not easy to say anything, although he suspects that he has bad intentions, so he uses this to behave. However, in the spirit of thinking about the good, it may not be because my sister is sick, and Changgui's conscience finds out.

His leg injury has not healed, and Miss Wei doesn't let him work these days, but in fact, washing clothes is nothing. I originally wanted to wait for tomorrow morning to talk about it, but I didn't want Changgui this kid to take the lead.

Ling Yunzi sighed with emotion on the side.

The children of the poor are in charge of the house!

The kid only had one hand to use, and his shoulder was hurting, which was very embarrassing, but he didn't care much about it. After washing and drying clothes, it was almost dark, and he was very sensible to coax a few younger brothers and sisters to sleep.

Changgui's injured shoulder, although he helped treat it, but the fracture couldn't heal so quickly.

However, what puzzled Ling Yunzi the most was-

The two brothers and sisters of the Wei family are really weird and unspeakable. There is innate true qi in his sister's body, which has already made him puzzled. When he was treating his younger brother Changgui earlier, out of curiosity, he probed his cultivation a little, this almost eleven-year-old child also had innate true qi in his body.

The essence of heaven and earth is all occupied by their family?

Or, take Changgui as an apprentice?

Thinking around, Ling Yunzi shook his head, and ......

As a lazy idle cloud and wild crane, just following Zhiwei, the little uncle's buttocks, as a "flower messenger", he already feels very painful, where is there any leisure to accept apprentices. There is compassion in the world, but compassion cannot overflow.

There was silence, and everyone rested, except for the slight crackling of the firewood.

Ling Yunzi sat by the fire, closing his eyes and recuperating, but suddenly, there was the sound of Miss Wei singing softly.

――When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace...... People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles......

After a song, Miss Wei sighed faintly, as if with infinite melancholy, with this lyrics and song, there are really two artistic conceptions.

It was a strange tune, and I had never heard anyone sing in such a similar tune before. Although he is completely unfamiliar with poetry and the like, it sounds very elegant.

The problem is that Ling Yunzi is completely confused, in the middle of the night, what kind of song he sings, it will make others sleep.

Ling Yunzi didn't understand why, but Zhiwei understood it with tears.

This is to express my heart to him through a song!

――I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

He looked up at the cold moon in the sky.

Do you dare to let me go to the moon and stay alone?

Don't you dare to make people quiet for a while!

On a bright moonlit night, the short pine gang, Zhiwei is silent, only a thousand tears.

After a long time, he finally made a decision, and transmitted a message to Ling Yunzi with his perception: Let's hurry back to the Baicaotang horse team!

The two have rarely spoken to each other, mainly because Zhiwei has been in solitary retreat for a long time and studied mathematical spells, so he can't speak smoothly. On the contrary, it is possible to use perceptual mana to transmit sound, but it can make do with communication. However, there is a time lag in this method, and every time he asks him, Zhiwei always has to wait for three or five breaths before answering.

Ling Yunzi glanced at him, thinking that you have a lot of business, you are the one who wants to come to Miss Wei's side, and you are the one who said to go back.

"Why do you want to go back, you specially hid here, isn't it because you don't like Miss Gu San?"

"I think Miss Wei, it seems that something is wrong......"

"Suspicious, I must be disgusted with the food. ”

"Where is this, I haven't eaten at all, and I have a full stomach with pills, I really think Miss Wei is inappropriate.

As for what's wrong, Zhiwei is embarrassed to spread the sound.

If Miss Gu San is an annoying cat, then Miss Wei is a tigress who is eyeing her fiercely. Several times, Miss Wei secretly opened the curtain and looked at him with a strong imperativeness.

Just now, I sang this kind of affectionate tune inexplicably, and Zhiwei goosebumps fell to the ground.

Where is amnesia, it's simply a nervous disorder.

The lesser of two evils, what if Ling Yunzi goes out for a walk, and the pride of the middle of the night is full of pride, and he goes to hang out and look at the moon. His reaction was slow, and it was hard to guarantee that he would not be knocked out of his head by the neurotic Miss Wei and dragged to a dark place.

Seeing Zhiwei's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Ling Yunzi was a little clear, and at present, Zhiwei suspected that Miss Wei had some weird thoughts.

This "Tianhao Palace One Branch" avoided Miss Gu San of the horse team, and when he ran here, he had already asked, and Uncle Xiao himself said that although Miss Wei was rude, she was very happy. Why is it back-to-back at this time, which makes people wonder.

Because of the sound transmission, the conversation with Zhiwei was much smoother, but he had to wait for a few breaths every time, which made Ling Yunzi so impatient.

He didn't bother to continue to discuss the issue of leaving or staying, "Let's go, anyway, I am your flower messenger, and my duty is to protect you from abuse." If you look out with a flat head and a straight face, I will have to take you back with all your beards and tails. ”

This time, I forgot to transmit the sound and said it directly.

Zhiwei was stunned.

was simply defeated by this person, Ling Yunzi's invincible big stinky mouth!

Although Ling Yunzi is a nephew, it is only because he is extremely senior, no matter in any aspect, he is actually an elder. Zhiwei also agrees with this point, and usually never fills the big head, and boasts of being an uncle.

The problem is that Ling Yunzi is uninhibited and uninhibited, and it is common for him to be open-mouthed, and sometimes he is really too faceless.

Yunyun, the messenger of protecting flowers, what is not to be rubbed and abused, is this talking about human words? Zhiwei really made Ling Yunzi angry to death, and even said it in front of outsiders. Didn't he see that there was still Mi Hongchen sitting next to him who had been meditating with his eyes closed, and he didn't hear it until he saw it.

These martial arts cultivators are all rough embryos.

Mi Hongchen opened his eyes, turned his head to Zhiwei, and said coldly: "I'm not good at that." ”

"Huh?" Zhiwei was inexplicable, with a confused face, which mouthful?

Ling Yunzi laughed out loud, but he didn't say anything to explain. He and Uncle Xiao were both voice transmissions before, and of course they didn't know that they were referring to the abnormal Miss Wei. At present, there are only three of them present, which will inevitably make this young man surnamed Mi think far.

It's still ...... Ouch!

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