Jiang Liu'er came back to her senses, and suddenly felt something moving in the soil under her feet, a seed?

Popping out of the soles of Jiang Er's shoes, Jiang Liu'er's beautiful eyes flashed with tears for a while, he wiped his tears, and the moment the tears fell into the central soil. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the brown seeds floating in the decimeter above the ground entered the soil, and were compatible with tears in the soil, and began to give birth to green shoots, and slowly a willow grew out, swaying gently in the night wind for a second, and then grew up very quickly, growing into a small willow tree, a gray and gray small trunk.

A bright light rushed up, and one after another turquoise willow branches, carved like divine jade, were crystal clear throughout, emitting a brilliant glow, piercing the sky.

The emerald green willow exudes a green glow, which looks extremely soft, and the white fairy aura flows along the green and glittering tender strips, which is strange and mysterious.

The willow branches spread and turned into a turquoise chain, cutting a graceful trajectory in the air, looking light and crystalline.

Slowly, the wicker retracted from the tree.

The small trunk of the tree slowly grew to a height of more than a meter, and it looked as immature as a child in the light of the World Tree.

The white lightning that runs through the sky into the chain of order runs through the tree, dozens of small and long white chain of order and wicker complement each other, and there is a green willow on the trunk into a chessboard, and many white lightning balls and dark light balls are the mark of chess pieces, this small willow tree has an innate chess path immortal brand.

In that chess game, a baby-like white body suspicion was manifested, attached to the half-hidden and half-visible chess game.

It should be the spirit of the tree, the spirit of all things, the spirit of the tree, the psychic of the tree, and the ontology of the command.

It is incredible that a tear of Jiang Liu'er actually created a seed to break into a tree.

Jiang Liu'er stepped forward, and slowly stretched out her slender jade hand to gently touch the tender willow leaves on the branches, the willow leaves were like a child, a little scared, swaying the willow and retreating in a panic.

Jiang Liu'er's beautiful eyes were still shining, he was a little weak at this time, and the momentary sadness made him a little weak, he looked at the willow leaves of the willow tree that had just been born, and gave birth to a trace of pity, after all, it was a living creature conceived by his tears turned out to be a tree.

Don't be afraid, trees. Come! Jiang Liu'er gently reached out to touch the willow leaves.

That Liu Ye'er was a little scared, but after a few times of contact with the leaf, it had a bit of the breath of Jiang Liu'er's body, and the residual tears on the hand that wiped the tears touched the willow leaves, and Liu Ye'er suddenly felt a trace of kindness.

It slowly dragged the wicker like Jiang Liuer's hand and wound away, a kind of family affection white halo fairy energy in the exchange and exchange between Jiang Liuer and the willow tree, slowly, Liu Yeer seemed to regard Jiang Liuer as a father, in Jiang Liuer's warm jade hand stroke, it seems that there is a sense of belonging to the family, Liu Yeer bends, like a child accepting his father's love, so pious and trusting.

Jiang Liu'er is upright and sad, and he has just escaped. Such a warm unexpected remedy made him feel very comforted.

He walked to the world tree, sat at the bottom of the tree, looked at the willows that had turned into tears, and felt more warm in his heart, if all things have love and harmony, how could there be an end!

The World Tree evolved into a notch in the mouth of a bottle, a huge wicker stretched out, like the wicker of the Guanyin bottle, dripping a drop of crystal water wrapped in fairy qi onto the top of the trunk of the small willow tree, flowing down the body of the tree to the root of the tree, into the central soil.

Suddenly, the faint white-haloed baby dryad in the small willow tree began to appear clearer.

Jiang Liu'er took in everything that had just happened very usually, without any surprise, he knew that it was some kind of cause and effect, some kind of gift.

It is luck that God has given you a certain opportunity, and external objects cannot understand that essence, and only the beings who have been granted it can appreciate the true meaning.

Jiang Liu'er stroked the coquettish Liu Ye'er who was stretching out to him, and said: I will call you "Liu Shen" in the future!

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