Jicheng, Jicheng, he was still wearing his pale yellow robes, standing on the ground, glaring at us with horror on his face.

His robe dragged long on the ground, completely submerging his feet, and his sleeves were so long that the outline of his hands could not be seen, like a small seedling emerging from a cloud of dust. The only thing that came out was his face, small and white, thin and crunchy, like a moon hanging in the sky far away, so small that it could be shattered with a single bite.

- He became a villain!

I "swished" past my brother and hugged Jicheng - he was too small to withstand the hug, his head snorted into my arms, and asked in a loud voice: "Jicheng! Jicheng! What's wrong with you?!" At the same time, I heard my brother and Luoying shouting at the same time: "What's the matter!!" "How can this be!"

Jicheng struggled out of my arms, like an overly frightened little animal, his nostrils were so wide open, only the breath came out but not the breath entered, and his voice was small and thin, intermittent:

"It was fine at first, but gradually I felt that something was wrong...... The tub was getting bigger and deeper, and I finally felt bad and struggled to climb out of it, thinking that they had done something on it...... When I hurriedly put it on, I found that the robe was surprisingly large—not that the bucket and the clothes had become larger, but that I had shrunk ......"

"I heard Jijo-kun exclaim, come and check, he is already this size. Hearing the voice of Forgetfulness, I looked back and saw that Luoying's hand was stuck in Forgetfulness's throat, and she looked angry. Forget to say, his face is flat, and his eyes are serious.

"Rest easy. The patriarch gently pushed away his brother who was in front of him, walked over, looked at me, his usual determination in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to "lead" me out of Jicheng.

I held Jicheng tighter, and his little hand also climbed on me and I didn't lose my hand.

"Little brother, can you turn your face to me?" said the patriarch patiently. His voice, I mentally recognized, whether he wanted to check and solve the problem, or to make fun of his malice. It should be the former. I made this judgment.

Jicheng shrunk his face in my arms and refused to answer him. I gently turned Yoshijo's face to the patriarch. The patriarch bent down and stared into Yoshijo's eyes, all the way into the depths of his eyes. He reached out again and gently kneaded it on the back of Yoshi's hand. His face was solemn and he didn't say a word.

"How?" asked the elder brother, approaching.

"Your old boy of the King of the Blood Clan is cunning and treacherous, and he must have sent a few of you to this world to fetch things, presumably with his own considerations...... the patriarch's tone was not very polite.

"It's the second time you've spoken disrespectfully to the Holy King, and please ......," Hua Hai interrupted the patriarch.

"I'm 'annoying', don't 'please' me!" the patriarch cut off his sister's words very unhappily: "When I speak, no one dares to interject......!

My sister's face turned red and white, and she turned her face.

"What were the selection criteria, and how did you choose this child in the first place?" the patriarch asked, looking at his brother.

"I can't hide it," the elder brother said in a deep voice: "The Holy King of my clan intends to abdicate, and among our group, Luoying, Jicheng and Huahai are the candidates for the new monarch, and the future monarch will be produced from the three of them." As for the selection criteria, they are recommended by the elders of our clan and selected by the Holy King, and we do not know. ”

"He's going to abdicate......" the patriarch muttered, "the new monarch candidate...... What about Meiyi?" the patriarch raised his eyebrows, looking arrogant.

"I'm here. "I spoke weakly. It suddenly occurred to me that if Jicheng finally became a holy king, he would be like this, and he would have to sigh for a long time when he climbed into the seat, and I am afraid that everyone would make fun of him behind his back.

"Meiyi accompanied all the way, learning and exercising. "My brother glanced at me and Yosejo.

"Hahaha...... What a wishful thinking!" The patriarch laughed loudly, and suddenly said to Jicheng, "Have you ever been treated badly when you were young?"

Don't beware of him asking this question. I was stunned for a moment and looked at Yoshiro in my arms.

Jicheng raised his little face and looked at the patriarch. An innate sense of dignity made him stare at the patriarch without blinking, without speaking, and without any expression on his face.

It's disgusting and hateful to think about the indifference and disdain of Lord and Mrs. Huangqiang Fort towards Jicheng in the hall of Shengxing Castle at the beginning! I have never been treated like that, but as long as I think about it, my heart is cold and my heart aches. I reached out and hugged Yoseki tighter.

"Yes. The fear and suspicion in your heart make this potion encounter someone with this 'constitution', and the 'side effect' of 'shrinking' occurs. The patriarch said calmly.

"Why didn't you say it just now?" the elder brother raised his voice and said: "What Jicheng has experienced and what his personality is, it is his private matter, and the patriarch should not inquire again." Now it's up to us to see how to solve the problem and restore the city to its original state as soon as possible. ”

"No way. The patriarch spread his hands and confessed: "-Only on his own." There is a rare thing in my formula, the unicorn seed, which is actually the scales that the unicorn falls off, polished into powder, kneaded into a ball, and used as a medicine guide. At the beginning, there were experts who pointed out that it was to use it as a medicine, remember to use it with caution, especially for people who are weak and sorrowful, or arrogant and conceited, self-respecting, for fear of having an uncontrollable effect of 'shrinking' or 'magnifying'. ”

"Can it still be 'amplified'?" Luo Ying was incredulous. The hand that was stuck in Forget's neck had been withdrawn.

"Exactly. The patriarch said.

"How can I rely on myself?" asked Yosejo. The voice is small, but the attitude is very resolute.

"That's on your own. Look down and see if your hands are a little bigger?" the patriarch was sure.

I lifted Jicheng's little arm and rolled up my sleeves, I don't know if it's true, or if it's hinted at because of the patriarch's reminder, Jicheng's hand seems to have really grown a little bit!

"Please make it clear. Yoseki gently pushed me away, got out of my arms, and stood beside me. The robe was too long, and he stumbled at me, and he reached out and grabbed me through his sleeves, and stood firmly. Crisp little face, eyes are very determined.

"When you become strong in your heart and don't doubt the world or hate it, you go back to the way you were. The patriarch was sure.

"How long will it take?" asked Yoshiro again.

"It's still up to you. Maybe minutes, maybe years. "The patriarch is honest.

Jicheng bowed his head and was silent. I stared at him, and I didn't know if it was dazzling, as if he had grown a little more. My heart was filled with joy.

"Can I go to the sun?" asked Yoshijo, looking up.

"Absolutely. The sun's rays are helpful for your inner steadfastness—and the Bloods are no exception, they just can't take it. The patriarch smiled meaningfully.

"You forget, I'm a Bloodline. Yoshijo said as he let go of my hand and walked towards the outside of the pavilion. He was a small coat long, stumbling all the way, and he stumbled for a long time at a distance that we could walk in three steps and two steps. Halfway through, he stopped, rolled up his sleeves, pulled up his robe, "clicked" twice, tore off the robe, and reached out to tear off half of the sleeves, revealing his hands, and as soon as the long curtain was lifted, he stepped out.

I've known him for so long, and I don't seem to have ever been so carefree and casual. Although the back looks at the past, it is such a small and small person.

Everyone flocked to the pavilion and watched Yoshiro earnestly. Without clothes and ties, Jicheng left in a hurry. He didn't look back, and walked all the way to the deep pool of broken waves. It is small, deep and shallow in the grass, and appears and disappears from time to time, like a pink and yellow butterfly, flowing and dotting the grass.

My eyes followed him closely. The sun shone on the pink feathers, and the water was shining. Stared dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and there was no him in the grass.

"I'll take a look!" I shouted as I ran out of the pavilion.

A patch of grass, no trace of the city. "Yoshijo—" I shouted.

"I'm here. "The small voice of the city.

At my feet, in a large tuft of fallen grass, a pair of clear eyes and pale yellow corners of the clothes appeared.

I reached out to pull him up, and he tugged at the edge of my robe. I simply lay down and put my face to face with him.

"I didn't expect to be able to lie in the sun without any scruples. Yoshiro whispered. The sound was so small that I pricked up my ears.

"It seems that the patriarch is not lying. I answered him gently.

"Meiyi, will I never be able to go back...... I'm really scared...... I just don't want to show it in front of them......" Jicheng looked at me sideways, and his little face was undisguised with panic. The pear vortex vanished.

"I saw how much your hands have grown with my own eyes!" I met his eyes and promised me, "You will never be afraid again, I will protect you and not let anyone 'treat' you again......" I said, tears streaming down my face. It doesn't seem to cry, but the tears just can't help it.

"I need your protection?" said Yoshijo, though worried, did not change his naughty tone.

"At least for now—you look smaller. "I'm honest.

"Don't talk about that. Meiyi-" He looked at me eagerly, there was a light in his eyes, he pursed his lips, and the pear vortex flashed: "I'll tell you, in fact, I ......"

"You two lie here and talk, and your brother will look for you with me. The head that forgot to say blocked the sunlight, the face was hidden in the backlight, the head turned into a bright and mellow aperture, and the voice was soft, like a big angel falling from the sky.

I jumped up and lifted Yoshiro up as well. patted his robe and nodded viciously at Jicheng: "Everything has me." Wait until you grow up. ”

Forget to say nothing. Yoshiro smiled bitterly. I pulled Yoshiro and ran up, he was small and light, and he spread his wings and flew behind me.

Running to the pavilion, my brother and they had already come out of the pavilion to greet each other. Brother, sister and Luo Ying stood in the sun. The sun was no longer as blazing as it had just been, it was red, it was so big that it was slanting and falling towards the sky, as if an invisible hand was pulling it hard under the line on the edge of the sky, as if it were about to be deformed. I looked at the strange big red ball, afraid that something would tear off the membrane on the surface of the red ball, and hot juice would spread out.

"You-" I asked in surprise.

"You can see us clearly in the sun. No need to hide. The elder brother smiled, his tone slightly excited.

"Great—huh, why didn't you 'zoom in'?" I asked Luo Ying with a turning face.

Luo Ying's face paused, and she reached out to hit her. I dodged away.

"Thank you, Patriarch!" I watched as the Patriarch and Kazama walked out of the pavilion and stepped forward to thank him: "It's just, Yoshiro ......"

"If you believe me, don't panic. It's not a good thing, let him have the opportunity to face his heart, grow bit by bit, and then there will be no limit. "The patriarch is still unshakable with determination.

"Yes, believe you. Also sent to the city. As I spoke, I quietly squeezed Jicheng's little hand.

"A day has passed, and our first task is already in our hands, 'Tears of the Night', and we don't have a clue yet. The elder brother beckoned: "Forget the words, and the Kazama girl, let's set off." ”

"I know 'Tears of the Night'!" I shouted.

All eyes were turned to me. Even the two great dragons snorted briskly.

"Actually, the elves know. I also heard from them—uh, where did the elves go? They were still busy rescuing me in the cave!" I cried.

"It's up to you to save us. Fast...... You don't help anymore...... We're dead......" a faint voice came from the grass in the wind.