Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1213 The Ancients Visited! (2)
"Okay, now it's fun." Ling Wushuang waved his hands a little funny, put them on his chest, raised his eyes to look at Lou Junyan, the corners of his mouth curled up in a teasing arc, this little thing is really endless up.

But after Lou Junyan came back to his senses, he frowned coldly, his eyes were slightly disgusted, traces of impatience flashed in the depths, and after looking at it quite indifferently, he pinched it with two slender fingers. The small green leaf on top of its head was lifted suddenly, not to mention, it took a lot of effort to pull it off.

Flicking his sleeves and raising his hands, he waved chicly.

"Hey, hello." Seeing that the situation was wrong, Ling Wushuang quickly took a step forward as soon as he released his hands, and reached out to stop him, "Jun Yan, don't."

Lou Junyan also paused in his movements, and turned his eyes to look at Ling Wushuang who rushed forward, holding the bodhi in his hands like a chicken, and let the poor little guy swing back and forth in mid-air, making a sound of grievance .

"Don't, listen to this little thing and tell me what's going on." Ling Wushuang took the bodhi seed from Lou Junyan's hand without any trace, and held it firmly in both hands. bloom.

This little thing is such a treasure, how can you just throw it away, besides, there must be a reason for it crying so miserably, otherwise it would have shunned them before, but now it has bumped into it.

"Wow..."

The little Bodhisattva was still crying, making a choking sound, how could it still have the old-fashioned and arrogant look before?It's just a milk doll with an undeveloped mind, or it's not even that, all its movements are just drawn by its own intuition.

Yun Muchen glanced at Lou Junyan, then at the bodhizi, stroked his beard and nodded thoughtfully.

"Wow, wow."

Little Bodhi's tears flowed like a river, and the momentum was completely unstoppable.

Ling Wushuang held the seemingly hard but actually soft meat ball in both hands, and saw the small green leaf on the little thing's head swaying slowly in circles in the wind, and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, "I said, Almost got it."

"Wow!"

Unexpectedly, it was okay if Ling Wushuang didn't say it. When he opened his mouth, the little guy cried even more exaggeratedly. Ling Wushuang shrank his head in shock, his round eyes stared at Ling Wushuang, and his tears were like silver-white tears. Like small beans, rolling down.

"Wow, wow—"

The little thing tugged at Ling Wushuang's sleeve, his little hand didn't even have five fingers, it was just a bunch of fleshy tentacles, he was pulling at Ling Wushuang's cuff, he was almost lost by Lou Junyan just now, it seemed to feel that this little Be sympathetic, it seems that she is going to drag Ling Wushuang to continue crying.

"What a little ancestor." Ling Wushuang pulled out a hand with great difficulty, subconsciously scratched her ears, looked at the little thing that kept crying, she was also dumbfounded, helpless, "If you want to cry, cry as much as you want. "

But looking at the look of this little guy, he seems really sad.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ling Wushuang finished his sentence, the little thing suddenly choked up, turned his eyes and loosened his paws, his round body limply leaned back, and leaned against Ling Wushuang's palm with a grunt. Among them, the belly is turned upside down.

The most funny thing is that the little green leaf on its head whirled a few times in the air, then floated down and covered its face tightly, or in other words, covered its small body. Most of it is covered.

"This--" Ling Wushuang blinked blankly, stretched out his finger and poked on its belly, but the little guy didn't respond for a long time, so it was really dumbfounding at this time, "No way."

This little thing fainted from crying, what made it so sad?
"Hey." Yun Muchen sighed beside him.

Ling Wushuang looked around at them, "What should I do?"

"Take it away together." Daohe stared at the little thing in Ling Wu's hands, feeling quite emotional at this time.

Yun Muchen looked at it, pondered for a while, and guessed, "It is estimated that this bodhi child had been psychic in ancient times, but it has not yet broken away from the bodhi tree, so it has a very deep relationship with the gods. The battle of extermination is also really tragic."

Little ripples trembled almost invisible in the depths of Ling Wushuang's eyes, and his eyes slowly settled on Bodhizi, who was sleeping peacefully in his hands, and his chubby body was still trembling and twitching.

Then Yun Muchen sighed softly and added, "The people of the gods have a deep relationship with this ancient Bodhi tree, especially those powerful and powerful people, who have left their divine power to feed back to the ancient Bodhi tree, the essence of hundreds of millions of years is condensed It is not an exaggeration to say that the Bodhisattva is a member of the Protoss."

"This little thing watched the God Clan members fall one by one, but there was nothing he could do. Desperation and sadness are inevitable, but he must have felt the breath of the descendants of the God Clan just now, so he rushed over so excitedly, and cried It doesn't stop." Daohe slowly explained the reason why the little thing kept crying.

This ancient temple has been talking about drones for thousands of years. This little bodhizi is a child with an immature mind. It’s nothing more than being lonely and lonely. It’s natural to get used to it. However, one day, he suddenly felt the depth of his soul. Familiar with the breath, the memory of the ancient temple with flowers blooming thousands of years ago was awakened in an instant.

With such a shock, how can it not be touched?
Ling Wushuang nodded silently, and exchanged a glance with Lou Junyan beside him.

Lou Junyan's eyes gradually fell back to Ling Wushuang's palm, deep red flickered in the eyes as dark as the endless ancient pool, after a slight pause, he said a few words lightly, "Take it with you!" .”

"Ah."

Ling Wushuang nodded at Lou Junyan with a smile, then stretched out his hand to touch the sleepy little thing with a little silver-white crystal liquid oozing from under the green leaves, and murmured, "It's hard for this little thing to be alone all the time." Keeping in the ancient temple for so many years."

While muttering, Ling Wushuang waved his hand and put the bodhi seed into the Suo Shen Pagoda, letting it rest well.

This little guy is indeed a good treasure, but the most important thing is that it is too miserable. Ling Wushuang, who has so little sympathy, really can't bear to throw it here like this.

"Very good." Yun Muchen stroked his beard with a smile.

Lou Junyan turned around and waved his sleeves, a wind blade exploded, soaring into the sky and blasting high above the sky, making a loud cracking noise, the area twisted instantly, forming a tornado-like storm and continuing to rotate.

The space black hole, the domain door is wide open, connecting the unknown area.

"Let's go." After Lou Junyan uttered a word, he jumped and turned into a jet of black light, rushing straight into the gate of the chaotic space, and disappeared immediately after hitting it.

Ling Wushuang, Yun Muchen and the others looked at each other, touched the ground with their toes, turned over, followed Lou Junyan's figure and chased after him. Inside the mysterious ancient central altar, three silver, gray and white lights rose into the sky , and finally were sucked in by the surging black hole above, and disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)