The floating Zimo seemed to be unable to stand it, glanced at her, and said lightly: "Grievances and sadness will be revealed through your eyes, and you can't help but shed tears." ”

Sang Wushi: ......

Her neck is sore, damn little ghost!

"Hey, hey, hey, don't take it seriously, whoever tells you that you have to shed tears when you're sad!" I've seen people who are really sad and haven't shed a single tear!" ...... Oops, it's not good, pretending to be pitiful is exposed. "Oh, little ghost, you just come down, good, just go down, it doesn't hurt at all!"

......

was ignored, Sang Wushi was very angry, this little ghost! If it weren't for the restriction of spiritual power in his enchantment, she would have arrested him sooner or later.

"You're a manly man, you're still afraid of pain, come down for me!" As he was saying, he pounced towards Zi Mo in mid-air, and after jumping for a long time, he still couldn't touch a corner of someone's clothes, "Stinky little ghost, you come down for me! There is a kind of you don't move!" continued to jump, but the next second he accidentally stepped on the corner of his clothes, his legs were weak, and his body fell uncontrollably.

Zi Mo's hand above quickly raised his hand, and a flash of light appeared.

The pain that Sang Wushi expected from time to time did not come, but his body was soft and fluttering, and it actually took off. Lowering his eyes, he saw countless small butterflies fluttering, dragging her into the air, not far from him. The little ghost seemed to be afraid that she would move again, so he simply imprisoned her in the air and continued to input spiritual power.

He saw that Sang Wushi was "obediently" lying down, and he seemed to be very satisfied, and the corners of his lips hooked.

Sang was speechless and looked at the little ghost opposite, the corners of his eyes twitching. I saw him with his legs crossed, holding a cup of warm tea in one hand, and his eyes were slightly bent, looking very pleasant. That face was innocent and harmless, as beautiful as if it didn't belong in this world. If you get rid of the disgusting look of "I don't want to play with you anymore......

"Hey, it's not that I can't catch you, it's just that my injuries haven't healed yet!" Sang raised his voice from time to time, and instantly frightened the butterfly that had stopped on his head for a long time and flew away...... "Okay! I promised you not to cut it, and you didn't think about hiding." Am I not hurt!, and there is a limit within your enchantment, so you can't cast spells indiscriminately...... Not to mention casting spells, it hurts to walk. ”

The imp glanced at her and continued to drink tea, seemingly ignoring her.

Sang rolled her eyes speechlessly, and suddenly looked curiously below her, countless small butterflies floated in the air like the wind, and she was itching in her heart and began to be restless.

Zimo raised his eyes, as if he could see through her thoughts at a glance, and slowly reminded: "Don't move, it doesn't matter if you fall." ”

Sang Wushi ......, "But I can't sit like this all the time, can you?"

...... There was no response, and the imp calmly drank tea.

"Have you forgotten who gave you oranges every day!

Maybe he thought she was too noisy, but after she made a fuss, the little ghost slowly put down the cup and looked at her reproachfully, as if the elders were helpless to treat the ignorant juniors, "I really can't help you, just for a while." ”

Moments later......

"Hurry, hurry, I'm going over there! I'm going back here!"

"Hurry up!! over here!"

In the entire enchantment, I saw a red shadow flickering rapidly under the cluster of transparent spirit butterflies under me, fluttering back and forth, so leisurely. There are all echoes of Sang Wushi's smiling voice, and the originally quiet and beautiful fairyland has become ...... Exceptionally noisy.

"Hahahaha, hurry up!hahaha....." Sang Wushi laughed so uncomfortably, she returned to the side of the little ghost with a "swish", and said in a high spirit: "What's the matter?

...... Zimo leaned on a branch of a tree at this time, half-squinted, his little hand knocked on the branch without beat, took a slow sip of tea, and looked at her strangely, "It's okay if you watch it for the first time, but if it's the same ten thousand times..... it's really stupid." The last two words were not said.

Sang was stunned for a moment, didn't understand his words for a while, and simply didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to gallop her butterfly......

Finally, it is estimated that the red color dazzled him, and Zimo couldn't help but speak: "I said ......"

Sang Wushi immediately interrupted him, "I'm not free!

......

The latter glanced at the drifting red shadow suspiciously, and said, "Are you really a demon?"

She flew back in an instant, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why?

A hint of sympathy flashed in the little ghost's blue eyes, "It's really rare, it's the first time I've seen a demon who can't fly." ”

...... The corners of Sang Wushi's mouth twitched, how could this little ghost know this?

She was indeed very depressed, because she was indeed the only one who could not fly, but she was generally as fast as flying....but no one knew about this, otherwise she would not have to be laughed at to death?In a daze, Sang forgot to command the butterfly under him, and suddenly crashed head-on into the tree in front of him.....

"Bang" and she fell to the ground, oh my God, it hurt, it hurts... It's a heart-rending pain.......

In an instant, Zimo flashed in front of her. Then, there was a small hand in front of her, white and slender, with five distinct fingers, that is, a little small, but extremely cute. He half-leaned over, and the smooth hair behind him also slid down gently, and his little face was very helpless, and he looked at her worriedly, "Is it okay?

....... Sang couldn't bear the pain all the time and forced a smile, but he didn't smile, "Stinky little ghost, if it wasn't for you just now, ......"

But he ignored her words and continued to ask, "So do you want me to help you up?"

“...... No, I'm okay, sir...... I'm so good!" gritted his teeth. She struggled to get up as she spoke, but with that said, she stepped forward to take his outstretched hand, losing her weight and leaning towards the imp.

As soon as he finished listening to her words, he suddenly nodded, and his little hand was instantly withdrawn......

Sang Wushi, who had no center of gravity, instantly fell back to the ground in .......same position, also caught off guard, the difference is that it hurts even more!

"Ah...... Stinky little ghost!" Sang bared his teeth in pain, his beautiful eyes were full of resentment, he really wanted to catch him and beat him!

The latter gave her a strange look, and there was a faint puzzle on Ruyu's little face, "Why did you fall back again?"

Sang Wushi: ...... "You come over to me!"

The little ghost tilted his head and walked over calmly.

"Didn't you say no, don't you need it?!Don't you know how to read it yourself?!Why don't you say a few more greetings?Don't you understand the word 'duplicity'?" Sang Wushi was so angry that her body seemed to hurt even more, she glanced at the calm little ghost, gritted her teeth and said, "If the girl says no, you have to understand!"

Zi Mo pursed his mouth, put his hands around his chest and said lightly: "That's really complicated." ”