The morning breeze blew slightly, and the crystal clear dew drops slid down the leaves, jumping mischievously, crystal clear and lovely. The green grass woke up under the caress of the soft morning light, and was covered with a layer of moist color under the washing of rain and dew, like a clear and transparent jade, full of green.

Under the crooked corners of the house, bursts of white smoke rose and turned into mist, curling up into the clouds.

Where the smoke rose, a girl in a purple dress was fanning the flames, and the smoke was rising from the pot of boiling medicine.

There are various kinds of sun-dried herbs all over the garden.

After Ling Lin treated Zihu, Zi Ling no longer needed to work so hard to make money, those herbs were all picked by her in the past, and they were in large quantities.

Originally, she was sold after drying it, but now she no longer needs to sell the herbs, but Zi Ling's long-standing habit still makes her take good care of these herbs.

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After early morning, Zi Ling Shunzi climbed the ladder to the eaves.

In the past, when the herbs were placed on the eaves to dry, the purple spirit also had a place on the roof.

When she felt lonely, she often looked at the stars on the eaves at night.

In many folklore, there are people who become one of the countless stars in the galaxy after death, watching their relatives in that wonderful place, protecting their loved ones.

Purple Spirit liked the legend because she thought that her parents would be watching her from the sky. Her parents had left her shortly after she was born, and she was not sensible at that time and could not remember their faces.

grew up in the upbringing of her grandfather, but how could she not want her parents, no matter how good her grandfather is, she is not a parent!

It's just that Zi Ling has always been very sensible and strong.

But she is just a child after all, how can there be no time to be lonely, how can there be no time to be afraid, how can there be no time when she doesn't want to be loved by her parents!

When looking at the thousands of stars in the Milky Way at night, Zi Ling likes to look at each star carefully, maybe that one is the incarnation of her parents!

But at this time, it was daytime, and there were no stars, but Zi Ling didn't think about looking at the stars.

The Ziling family is very high, and you can see a lot of scenery as far as the eye can see, bringing the summer purple and red to the bottom of your eyes.

After Ling Lin cured Zihu's illness, Zi Ling was idle all of a sudden, so she was a little unaccustomed to it. In the past, she had endless things to do, but now she has nothing to do all day, which is really a bit uncomfortable.

With his little hand supporting his chin and looking into the distance with his eyes scattered, Zi Ling pouted and whispered to himself: "Big brother, when will you come back, I miss you so much!"

In fact, Zi Ling seemed to be looking at the scenery, but she was not hoping that Ling Ling would suddenly appear in the distance of sight, and after seeing his figure, Zi Ling could greet him with a happy smile.

It's just that Zi Ling also knows that it is impossible, there is still a long time before the Death Lotus matures, and before that, it is impossible for Ling Ling to come back.

Reason is reason, but the hope in the heart is always there.

"Big brother is so powerful, I don't know anything, I can't help him with anything, if I go on like this, I'm afraid that one day he won't like me anymore!" Zi Ling's delicate little face said with a little melancholy, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what to think.

"Maybe I can also learn martial arts or medical skills with my eldest brother? He is so good at martial arts and medical skills, he will definitely be very attentive to teaching me, and I will also study seriously, and I will be able to help him when the time comes!"

The faint morning light was warm and soft, as if the hand of the goddess was gently brushing.

It's just that as the sun moves up, the sunlight becomes hotter and hotter, and Zi Ling also goes down to the eaves.

Sitting on the eaves for a while every day was a new habit that Zi Ling had developed after Ling Ling left.

The naughty little gray didn't know where to go crazy to play, and Zi Ling didn't bother to care about it, anyway, the little guy knew how to measure, and at most he frolicked with some small animals.

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In the evening, the sun converges its blinding light and turns into a golden disc. The cloudless sky, blue, like a clear lake. Slowly, the color became more and more intense, like a lake deepening. The majestic mountains in the distance, painted with a layer of golden yellow under the reflection of the setting sun, look particularly magnificent.

The temperature in early summer was not very hot, not to the point where it was completely unbearable, and as the sun sank in the west, the temperature between heaven and earth slowly dropped.

The golden sun and the blood-red sunset soaked the sky, and before it set, half of the sky was still the beautiful sunset.

The temperature in Flying Fish Village slowly dropped, and the cold air gradually rose.

The villagers of Feiyu Village, who had been busy all day, also began to pack up their things and go home.

Ling Ling also told Zi Ling before leaving, so because of the matter of the Death Lotus, the entire Death Swamp has become very turbulent, so Zi Ling should not go out during this time, because there are many martial artists, and the fish and dragons are mixed, and it is too chaotic.

Zi Ling also listened to Ling Lone's words and never went out.

Without the trouble of Zihu's illness, the family is self-sufficient enough, and there is no need for Zi Ling to go out, not to mention, in Feiyu Village, Zi Ling does not have any friends.

In the beautiful sunset of the sunset, Zi Ling sat on the eaves and watched for a while, knowing that the sunset had completely set, and there was only a little afterglow left in the entire sky, Zi Ling reluctantly got off the eaves and went back to the room.

Blood-colored robes covered almost the entire body, and a pair of exquisite blood-colored boots slowly stepped into Flying Fish Village.

A wicked smile appeared on a face hidden within the blood bubble.

Under the double blow of Mo Zhiming and Lu'er, the injury of the Blood God can be said to be very serious, even if it absorbs a little energy from the Blood Slaughter Array to suppress the injury, but the mixed poison carried by Mo Zhiming's Ten Thousand Poison Divine Palm and the cold energy of Lu'er are not ordinary, and it is still very early to heal!

Before Feiyu Village, he had already killed no one, as long as there was enough blood, he could ignore any injuries, and he could be healed by the magic of blood nerves.

The blood of a warrior has more energy and greater benefits, but it is also difficult to kill, and many people will have a life-saving skill, which is very troublesome, but if it is an ordinary person, it is different!

And because the number of ordinary people is so large and almost endless, the benefits of a huge quantity are much better than relying on quality alone.

Extreme quantity will naturally produce qualitative changes.

Therefore, every time the blood god of the Shura Sect is injured, he will inevitably slaughter villages and towns in Kyushu to recover from his injuries, which is one of the reasons why they are like rats crossing the street!