Nuwa turned her head and asked with a smile at the bear spirit, "This little girl, the one in my arms, is your sweetheart?"

The Sugo on the side wanted to say something, but an invisible coercion came suddenly, and Lori felt like a little frog stared at by a giant python, unable to say a word. Tomato Novels '-'.'f'q-

Xiong Ling looked at the peerless woman in front of her, her gestures, smiles and smiles were graceful, perfect, and just right. The girl didn't know that this was the wisdom accumulated over 6,000 years, and the self-confidence backed by the cultivation of Tongtian, she was just a little intoxicated, what a beautiful woman she was, as if the entire Zhong Lingyuxiu in the wilderness had been taken away by her. 、

She never dreamed that this legendary Nuwa Niangniang would have anything to do with the man who lived and died with her for more than a year. Yes, the girl did not have a trace of caution, and nodded frankly.

"Yes. She said.

Women in this era, if they like it, they like it, they are neat and neat, and they have never dragged the mud and water, not to mention the temperament of the bear spirit.

The smile on Nuwa's face did not decrease, she stared at Xiong Ling carefully for a while, and suddenly asked, "Gluttonous bloodline?"

"What?" the girl looked dazed. Tomato --. Lori's expression moved slightly, and the three seedlings on the side were thoughtful.

Nuwa looked at Xiong Ling's face, and her eyes swept over Su Wu's reaction at the same time, and her heart suddenly became clear. She laughed, "Nothing. Your sweetheart is overdrawn and will be in a coma for days. ”

"Is he okay?" the girl looked at Xiao Pai, who was held in Nuwa's arms, and wanted to take him forward with some hesitation, but a soft push came, so that she couldn't get close anyway. She was in a hurry, and a black halo suddenly shook out of her arms, like a black hole, swallowing up all resistance. Unconsciously, she stretched out her hand with a black halo and touched Xiaopai's head.

Of course she didn't succeed, just before the girl's hand touched the tip of Xiaopai's hair, and before Lori next to her said something to stop it, Nuwa's cloud sleeves danced lightly, and a small piece of yellow mud wall instantly blocked the girl's body, and where her hands touched the mud wall, a black halo frantically devoured everything, but the mud wall immediately generated more walls, blocking the path of the black halo.

In this way, the girl finally noticed her own strangeness, and she looked at her hands in surprise, but the black halo did not seem to be under her control, and quietly dissipated in her gaze, leaving only the white plain hands, which glowed golden in the setting sun. ☆ Tomato ○△ Novel Network -.

"...... You...... I ......" This strange scene made the girl stutter a little.

Nuwa ignored her nervousness and uneasiness, she looked at her with some pity, but that look was only fleeting, as if the absurd scene just now had never happened. The girl turned her gaze to Sugo, but Lori, who had always answered her questions, also turned her head in other directions.

The girl had to suppress the impulse in her heart for the time being, and no longer tried to get close to Xiaopai.

She then heard Nuwa ask, "Which clan are you from?"

"There's the Bear Clan. ”

"What about him?"

Xiong Ling thought of Xiao Pai's inexplicable appearance in the clan, paused, and said, "He is too." ”

Nuwa was silent for a while, and then said, "This seat is going to take your sweetheart back to Lishan, do you want to go with you?"

When the girl heard this, her eyes widened, and there was more incomprehension in her eyes. Tomato □ said ▽ net☆ '-'.

"He and this seat are also old acquaintances. After a farewell year, this seat and him must reminisce about the past. ”

The girl was even more puzzled, and she asked hesitantly, "Xiao pat him...... Is it a demon clan?"

In her mind, the old acquaintance of this Nuwa Niangniang, who has lived for thousands of years, must be an old monster who is hundreds of years old, but the problem is that no matter which angle you look at, Xiaopai is a real human being.

Nuwa chuckled and shook her head, "Sanmiao." She said.

"In. ”

"Bring all the people here back to Lishan, you can arrange it. ”

"Yes. ”

She stretched out her hand, and the Nine Heavens Breath flowed out of her sleeve, turning into a large bed that was flat and stable, and as soon as she put Xiao on the bed, the bed automatically moved slowly with her.

She reached out and grabbed Spirit Bear's arm, like an older sister holding her younger sister.

"Let's go together. We can talk about your stories along the way. ”

"What?"

"Tell me what happened after you met, this seat...... Want to hear it. ”

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Extra-Nuwa

Ying Zhao said that you will come back, heh, this magic stick, I have never believed him, but this time I was silent, I hope what he said is true. ☆ Tomato Novels ---.'f'q-x-s'-.-c-om

Because of this sentence, I waited for a long time.

How many times have I woken up from nightmares, and the last picture of all dreams is frozen in you sinking into the endless abyss. At the same time that thick ink darkness took away you, it seemed to take away a part of me with it.

I began to be in a daze, fantasizing about every tiny moment, like the fine sand in a glass hourglass, slow and transparent, and I seemed to be able to see the fine sand, which was endless, converging into a long wait.

I fell asleep alone and woke up alone. I move around a lot. I cultivated until I was exhausted. I gazed at the dead leaves, covered in snow all winter, fluttering in the wind. Every now and then, I want to go back to before I met you, to be that simple and carefree white snake.

But it was already too late.

I can't go back.

I miss you so much.

The thousand years of waiting is too long, and I can't help but make the first people in your image.

First, I made a boy like you, but I thought he was too lonely, so I made a girl, with long hair and big eyes, and a slim body, which is very similar to what I look like now, and you said that it looks better like this. Strange, you used to say that snakes are cold-blooded, but when you look at them, suddenly something hot falls out of your eyes.

They called me Mother. Their lives come from me, but their appearance and form come from you, so you should be their father.

It's like Sanmiao.

They are our children.

I watched them be born, they were born, they were born, they were old, and then I watched their children and grandchildren, and the same process was repeated. I imagined that one of these thousands of men and women would be you and one would be me. But the end of the imagination is only doubled the loneliness.

While waiting for you, I taught them the language and writing, and taught them the art of hunting. The human constitution is too fragile compared to the desolate world, so I let them all live together, and I will protect them myself. Later, some humans broke away and formed new clans, and I did everything I could to help them find enough totem demons to bind those demons and sign contracts with the various clans.

It's a tedious task, and with all my might, there will still be human beings suffering and dying in places I can't see. I know why. The death of the weak and the survival of the strong are the basic rules of the flood. I'm the one who breaks the rules.

But what is there about it?

Maybe from the moment you stabbed the Zhuxian Sword into your body, I was no longer complete. I fell into fate on one end, and a gray darkness hidden deep behind the fog on the other.

You once said that all human wisdom is condensed in these two words: waiting and hope. And so I did, and I forced myself to be alone, to waiting, because I had no other choice. Cultivation, mana, and power are all like clouds scattered in the sky, and without you by your side, everything becomes unimportant.

I forced myself to believe in the prophecy of Yingzhao, because my heart could not bear the fact that you would not return, and I regarded the care of the human race as my most important mission, and on the day of your return, I would show you all this like a happy child, and take ten thousand steps back and say, if I can't wait for the day when you return, at least I will leave you something in this world.

Because the stones will rot, the rivers will dry up, the wind and clouds will change from time to time, and the sea will turn into mulberry fields, and the only thing that is truly strong in this world is life itself. There is an unknown amount of space and time between you and me, and I have to create a race to convey this to you.

The immortality of the human race is like my feelings for you.

(End of Volume 3) (To be continued.) )