Holy Soul Village

Xiao Wu walked on the path with Tang San's arm in his arms, and there were many simplely dressed villagers around him who were carrying things with flat poles, and many people were shouting on the side of the road.

A man and a woman ran in front of Tang San, the girl made a naughty grimace at the boy, and said with a grin: "Brother, you come to arrest me!" ”

The boy was a little angry but more helpless, "Sister, you run slower." ”

This scene left a deep imprint on Tang San's mind, and he and Tang Xi had been playing like them like this when they were children.

Xiao Wu saw that Tang San was stunned, so she asked, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

Tang San shook his head and came back to his senses, then took Xiao Wu's hand and walked forward, "I'm fine, I just remembered some things from my childhood." ”

Xiao Wu lowered her eyes and said silently: "Is it about Tang Xi?" ”

"Hmm", Tang San responded.

Both of them tacitly remained silent at this time, and when they heard the news of Tang Xi's death, Tang San and Xiao Wu were extremely calm, and at the same time, they also felt deeply guilty.

I should have cried sadly, but I reacted too calmly.

At the end of this path was a simple wooden house, which was the house where Tang San lived when he was a child.

Pushing open the door, the furnishings in the room still haven't changed, and Tang Xi's room is still there.

But Tang San felt extremely strange, he always felt that something was missing, and when Tang San looked at Tang Xi's room, the emptiness in his heart was even worse.

When he saw the small bench under the stove, Tang San's eyes were full of nostalgia, "Xiao Wu, do you see that little bench?" Where Tang Xi stood when she was a child, clumsily cooking, and that broom, Tang Xi was short when she was a child, and she looked stupid when she picked up a broom taller than her. She takes a nap every day at noon, but she doesn't sleep well and drools. ”

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up when she heard "drooling", and she nodded approvingly, "When I sleep with Tang Xi, she will drool all the time, and she will pull on my body, no matter how you pick it up, it's weird and cute." ”

Tang San couldn't help laughing, he still remembered the way Tang Xi was coquettish to himself with a delicate voice, as well as the way he was lazy and didn't want to run and secretly hid, and the way he went out to play and made himself disgraced.

Thinking about it, Tang San's eyes turned red.

Xiao Wu turned around and hugged Tang San, choked up, "Brother, did you say that when you become a god, you will really be resurrected as Tang Xi said in his letter?" ”

Tang San shook his head silently, "I'm not sure. ”

He also knew that many people around him had lost their feelings for Tang Xi like him, and he couldn't imagine what kind of pain he would have after Tang Xi's death if he regained his feelings for Tang Xi.

He couldn't think of any of this, but he always felt that there was always a longing in his heart that wanted to break through the barrier and affect himself.

Wuhun City

After Su Wen lost his soul power, Bibi Dong sent Ju Douluo to protect him.

Su Wen was still wearing the black clothes, his silver hair was dazzling in the sunlight, and his eyes were soft when he looked down at the ring on his index finger.

The surroundings are full of peony flowers, and each peony flower blooms brightly.

Su Wen often stood in front of the peony flower and didn't know what to think, and often rubbed the ring with his index finger.

Ju Douluo next to him shook his head helplessly, feeling sorry for his own holy son in his heart.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, are you thinking about the Holy Maiden again?" Ju Douluo asked.

Su Wen looked dazed, and lowered his head a little overwhelmed, "I don't know, but my mind is full of Tang Xi's figure, I miss her when I eat, I think about her when I sleep, and I miss her when I look at the peony flowers, but I always feel very flat in my heart, but missing it has almost become an obsession." ”