Chapter 2085 is just a poisonous thorn

Newborn?
ten years old!

Or is it the look of old age where teeth are falling out and hair is graying?
Or was it the boy who was committing suicide and died in front of her?
No matter which one it is, Xiao Se can't accept it.

What she wants is to grow old with Ye Feng, not to raise Ye Feng, or to watch him grow old and be powerless.

That would be too powerless and sad.

Xiao Se felt water slipping across the corner of her eyes, and when she touched it with her hand, it turned out that she was crying.

She could comfort Night Breeze to live forever and have a good harvest, but she couldn't comfort herself when no one was around.

"Hey!"

Xiao Se let out a long sigh, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Why are you crying, idiot, your eyes are swollen from crying, everything you said is in vain."

"Don't cry. In this life, you have earned these few trips."

"Humans, flowers should bloom at a certain age, so that all adventures will be medals for your growth."

"Don't cry, Xiao Se, you are the best."

He said not to cry, but tears streamed down his face.

Xiao Se didn't dare to wipe it for fear of swollen his eyes.

I didn't dare to cry out for fear of swollen my eyes.

She gently hummed the random songs she strung together to make herself happy.

Think about the boat that will be ready soon, and be happy.

It’s so happy to think about the threshing bucket that is about to be made.

I feel so happy just thinking about the rice that I can eat!

Thinking about the dead Aliu, I felt even happier.

Look, bad people will die. I am a good person, so how can a good person die?
She has said goodbye to modern times, and such tragic things will never happen again.

God doesn't favor her alone. If he really favors her, why would he let her go through so many disasters?

Maybe God is looking for a new favorite to take a time travel.

She relaxed, took a good nap, and woke up feeling beautiful again.

She burped and forced herself to go to sleep, but she couldn't bear this confused dream.

A spider hung from the tent, crawled out along the tent opening, and climbed around the outside of the tent to the top.

Somehow, the spider's silk got onto the leaves.

The spider climbed up the leaves and climbed to the height it liked. When it was hanging down, it was blown by the wind and went around to another tree.

After several wanderings, the spider arrived at a brand new place and began to weave a web.

A mosquito buzzed over, and the spider hanging above the web remained motionless, waiting for the opportunity.

The mosquito didn't see the trap here and ran into it. It flapped its wings desperately for help, but it got stuck tighter and tighter.

Its high-frequency vibration sound attracted the two people under the tree to raise their heads and look here.

The spider quickly crawled over and tied the mosquito with spider silk, waiting for its meal.

The two people under the tree looked away again, Ye Feng looked serious: "Do you still remember?"

"Remember." Changsheng wanted to lie to Ye Feng and say that he didn't remember.

But Ye Feng didn't come to ask him because he didn't remember, it was because Ye Feng remembered that he came to ask him.

If you tell lies and lie to him, he will be angry.

An angry Ye Feng is not easy to coax, and will only be unhelpful, so it is better to tell the truth.

Ye Feng stared at him: "Don't ask me a question but answer it. Tell me everything you remember."

Since Changsheng decided to tell Ye Feng, he would no longer delay: "The first bone is engraved with the sun, moon, water, fire, and earth."

Ye Feng moved her lips slightly and read along with him.Yes, those are the words on the first bone.

Changsheng said: "The second bone is filled with flying girls."

Ye Feng, who moved his lips lightly, nodded, acknowledging what Chang Sheng said.

Changsheng frowned slightly: "There are more words on the third bone. The mouth of the God of Death is bright in the sky and windy at night."

Ye Feng closed his eyes fiercely and then opened them again: "Do you think the words written on these two bones about the goddess flying back to the sky mean that the goddess will fly back to the sky?"

"No." Changsheng replied resolutely, "Priest Huasui also said that these three bones are integrated with those bones and are not independent bones."

"If you want to get the whole picture, you have to connect these three bones with the previous bones to understand what it means."

Changsheng, who doesn't like long speeches, has already exposed his brain: "Priest Huasui also said that these words have separate meanings and are not connected together."

"Priest Huasui said that it was passed down from the previous priests that the goddess carved these words on the bones for fun, not to convey some kind of message."

"These three bones have nothing to do with Arthur. You can't just put them on Arthur just because you see a personal character or a female character."

"You seem to be treating the good Arthur like a wound on her body."

"You don't seem to be in pain, but Arthur is in great pain."

Changsheng only knew that he had to get Ye Feng's thoughts back now, otherwise he would keep thinking about this and cause trouble for Arthur, which would be difficult to deal with.

Ye Feng pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Changsheng continued: "Priest Huasui said that she gave Arthur half a life. Arthur is from our Qinglong tribe, and she will never leave again."

"Arthur himself said that if she really wants to leave, then there is no way that the wealthy high priest who is looking forward to her death will not tell all the people in the tribe about it."

"But now we don't know about this, how could that Aliu know?"

"The Three-Knife Priest and Aliu are both bad people. Bad people always want something to happen to good people. Don't trust what bad people say."

Ye Feng finally spoke up: "Priest Huasui said, Priest Huasui said, why don't you say anything from Priest Huasui."

Changsheng was extremely helpless: "If you don't believe me, I can only carry out the flower-year-old priest."

Night Breeze: "..."

OK, he was wrong.

Ye Feng scratched his hair and when he looked up, he saw a spider eating a mosquito. He was startled and said in a small voice, "I didn't say I didn't believe it, I did."

"I believe in you, I believe in the harvest, I believe in Arthur."

I just don't believe in myself.

If Arthur really sacrificed to heaven again, he felt that he would not survive.

So uncomfortable.

Just hearing this sentence from other people's mouths makes me unable to breathe, let alone if it actually happened.

Changsheng felt very distressed when he saw Ye Feng like this. He thought for a while, then stepped forward and hugged Ye Feng: "We believe in you."

Ye Feng hugged him back.

When he was young, immortality and good harvests were brought about by the night wind, and he often gave them this hug.

Every time he embraced immortality and harvest, Night Breeze would always say, "I used to want someone to hug me when I was sad."

"Now that I'm holding you, are you still sad?"

Fengshou wiped his nose all over his face every time, but he smiled the brightest: "I'm not sad."

Changsheng was like a little grown-up, despising the good harvest but at the same time nostalgic for the embrace of the night breeze: "I'm not sad."

What Ye Feng wanted most was Eminem's embrace, but his Eminem taught him how to protect Ada and Adao before he died.

The embrace he hoped for never came.

Rather than saying that he used this embrace to comfort Changsheng Harvest, it would be better to say that he took this opportunity to realize his own dream.

(End of this chapter)

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