Gao Qiang was just lying quietly, trying to recall what happened last night, not understanding very much in his heart, why did he change places and hold the hand of the person in front of him? Could it be that he was so immersed in his head because of a cold, fever, and all this happened in a coma?

He vaguely recalled the fact that he was lifted up to transfer the house. He couldn't remember anything else, and the memories there seemed to have disappeared.

Gao Qiang felt the situation in his body. Once his luck was not important, he found that he had no internal strength! The dantian was empty, which shocked him! The purple air in his dantian had already achieved a little success, so how could it disappear all of a sudden?

Originally, he had been practicing the first-level heart method of Wudang Nine Yang Gong for more than five years, but in fact he should have practiced the second level long ago. However, Yu Daiyan was excited at that time and made a decision to publicize his skills privately. Later, he became well and felt sorry for the other brothers.

He is a very tough person and has a good face. He doesn't explain to other brothers, but the second level of Wudang Nine Yang Gong's mind method has not been taught to Gao Qiang Mingyue and the other two. Seeing that in recent years, the two of them are no longer the best in Wudang's third generation, Song Qingshu is much more powerful than the two of them.

Gao Qiang was not in a hurry. He didn't look down on Wudang Nine Yang Gong very much, but he still hoped to learn the entire Nine Yang scriptures. However, the misty purple aura in the dantian has accumulated a lot in recent years. Although there is no qualitative breakthrough, it is full of quantity!

But why did the purple air disappear at the moment?

Gao Qiang was panicked. People who practice martial arts think more important than life! If you force yourself, you must be someone else who drugged him! If this is the case, you will not worry. No matter how obsessed he is, you will not believe that the cheap father Hu Qingniu can't solve it. He is not good at it, and his godmother Wang Nangu is not an idle meal.

But even though he thought so, he was still not solid. His attention temporarily shifted from his body to the woman sleeping beside the bed. He felt that the small hands in his palm were fair and tender, small and delicate, obviously not very old. He looked at her first half of her body lying on the bed, and after estimating it for a little, he realized that the girl was not old, just seven or eight years old.

This woman's clothes are ordinary, but it's strange that she has so many braids on her head. She has a faint milky smell on her body, which smells very nice.

Gao Qiang was surprised in his heart: He was unconscious last night, so why did he grab a little sister with one click?

Just as I was thinking, I watched the little girl with braids move her head and lifted it up. A small yawn came out and she actually woke up!

Four eyes were paired together, Gao Qiang didn't know what he looked like, but he was surprised, curious and a little joy from the other party.

Gao Qiang saw the other party’s bright black eyes, with small eyes but extremely radiant. He had never seen such dark and bright eyes! His face was slightly thin, his nose was small and cute, and his lips were rosy.

Although I slept all night, my beautiful eyes still attracted Gao Qiang!

"Beauty embryo! Absolute beauty embryo!" Gao Qiang secretly defined the little girl.

The girl with braided eyes stared at Gao Qiang for a while and was angry: "Let me go!"

Gao Qiang was shocked and let go of his hand. While seeing two faint marks on the girl's white jade-like wrist, you can see the fingerprints when you touch it. It was obviously the result of him holding on to it last night. It must be that his potential in his coma doubled and his hands were too strong, so he pulled the little girl to sleep all night.

Thinking of this, although Gao Qiang was the shameless and psychological quality of later generations, his face turned red a little, and he felt really sorry for the little sister in front of him. He quickly let go of his hand and smiled and said, "Good sister, don't be angry, brother tells you a story!"

When the girl saw Gao Qiang let go of her hand, she quickly pulled her hand back, moving her wrists, accompanied by her little mouth screaming, she looked innocent and cute.

Gao Qiang was thinking in his heart where this girl fell from.

Bang!

He simply slapped her. Before the girl could fully move her hand, she waved her hand and slapped Gao Qiang in the face.

"You!" Gao Qiang was stunned by this palm! Although he was in a cold, his body became erect and furious, and he waved his palm out!

When he came to this world, he had never been beaten. Apart from the normal collision between his fellow brothers and his brothers, he had never suffered such a big loss? He was loved and cared for by his masters and admired by his peers. Even Zhang Sanfeng was very fond of him, and even the strange-tempered doctor and poisonous immortals recognized him as his adopted son.

Suddenly, a slap knocked away the "superiority" that was faintly maintained in Gao Qiang's heart!

The palm rose up and fell gently. Under the girl's horrified eyes, the palm rubbed over her white and tender skin, and gently brushed it, without using any force.

"Okay! Forget this palm! Let's get even, how about it?" Gao Qiang asked in anger, thinking that this girl is so beautiful, but she is not vague at all. She just wants to hit someone and is really uneducated.

He originally wanted to really hit the palm, but seeing the little girl's horror, for some reason, she lost the strength when she started to attack, and comforted herself: I am afraid of hurting her, but now I can't protect myself!

The girl with braided smiled and showed her white teeth. She sat leisurely beside the bed and replied in a crisp voice: "Okay, you hold my wrist all night, I'll slap you, we'll clear!"

Then he said softly: "Do you have no mother? I heard you called me all night last night! I still hold my hand, shy, shy, so shy!"

The little girl showed her lively and cute side at this time, and she shaved her face with her hands while sticking out her tongue.

Gao Qiang looked at the girl's movement of gently shaving her face with her hands, and thought to himself, it turned out that this movement was happening at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

But as soon as he heard the girl speak the word "mother", the little nostalgia hidden in his heart surged up. Through a space, there is naturally a strong man who enjoys maternal love and care. But what about himself? He is just a strong memory. What kind of maternal love can he enjoy?

My heart was aggrieved, my face also sank, and my face was full of gloom.

The little girl suddenly lowered her voice and said slowly: "Don't be sad. I don't have a mother either. I'm very sad. Sometimes I will call her mother in my dreams. I will only tell you this secret."

The deep homesickness in Gao Qiang's heart became a faint sadness when the little girl said this. Seeing such a young girl without a mother, the adult mind turned around.

He said softly: "Little sister, don't be sad. I don't have a mother, either. We are all children without mothers, but we have other relatives and friends."

He said this, but he was actually confused: When I came here, I had no father anymore, only the smelly Mingyue and my master! There was also the sloppy old man Zhang Sanfeng.

Suddenly, he missed Wang Nangu's good luck. He felt like an adopted mother, which was really good.

The girl stood up and stared at him for a long time.

"Bao, babe, babe, babe! You have! You have! I have nothing!"
Chapter completed!