My whole body trembled, and I was suddenly stunned by lovesickness.
"Holy Lord?" Duanmu Linghei was stunned and looked at Heifeng's palm in surprise.
"Ling'er, Ling'er..." Suddenly came to his senses, Xiangsi jumped up fiercely, quickly grabbed the lotus flower stand in Hei Feng's hand, and lit the calyx.
A faint orange light illuminated, and the lotus platform increased to half a person's height.
"I'm here, sister." Lying on the tip of the petals, the soul boy winked at the person.
Ling Hei looked at the child in the petals, his eyes widening.
Linger, finally woke up!
The heart surges, and the sour and bitter taste turns into waves, rolling over the body. The eye sockets of lovesickness suddenly heat up, and the slightly drunk eyes are filled with a layer of crystal light.
"Sister, sister." The soul boy's eyes flashed and he gently called to the confused person.
"Ling'er, my good Ling'er." She put the lotus flower stand on the seat, bent down, and took the little child out of the petals, holding it tightly in her arms.
Once the spring is damaged, it will sleep for more than a year.
She felt heartbroken every time she saw that little face, and felt sad every time she visited. She always hoped that the next time she went there, the child would suddenly wake up, open his bright eyes, and greet him with a smile.
She hoped once and was disappointed again, had countless expectations, and was disappointed countless times. In the intertwining of disappointment and hope, she hugged the birth chart, and the guess hidden in her heart finally became a reality.
She finally understood that when they met on the purple bamboo outside Bitian City, it was him who was looking for her and waiting for her.
However, in her heart, that child was not that day or that place, it was just the little brother she picked up and the little brother she loved.
We meet by fate, regardless of the circumstances or reasons.
Our companionship is short-lived, I just hope I won’t regret it.
She only hoped that she could see that innocent smiling face again at the end, and listen to that call that could wash away the dirt in her soul.
Now, she finally heard that clear call.
Holding the little person in my arms, I missed the love and suppressed the sourness in my heart. The dense water vapor condensed into beads, bringing warmth, and slid down my cheeks.
Duanmu Linghei was stunned.
The people on the main pedestal recently were also stunned for a moment.
Hei Feng quickly moved the half-human-height lotus flower stand to a place near the back of the seat.
"Sister, don't cry." The soul boy's little body trembled, and he stretched out his small hand to touch the tearful eyes: "I like the way my sister smiles. Crying is also beautiful, but she still doesn't look as good as smiling."
"I didn't cry... My eye sockets were hot, and the tears of lovesickness flowed even more fiercely: "I am happy, my Ling'er finally woke up, and my sister is happy."
"Sister, it's raining. You have to help me change into another clothes." Unable to wipe away his tears, the soul boy raised his little hands, pouted his lips, and twisted his little eyebrows.
"I don't want it to rain." Her heart clenched, Xiangsi wiped her face, wiped away her tears, sat down happily, and put the small ball on her lap.
"Sister, the skirt is more beautiful than the armor." Blinking his big, watery eyes, the soul boy stared at the flat chest.
"Well, sister will wear whatever Ling'er likes." She breathed out for a moment, Xiangsi pointed her fingers straight, and at the same time clicked on the armor and the ring that covered it.
The pure white and red colors lit up, the skirt covered her boots, the colorful poncho lay on the feather satin, and a long lapel flew into the air.
The exquisite pattern on the forehead is reproduced, and Longlong's body is graceful and charming.
"Looking like this, she's more like a real sister." Her dark eyes lit up, and she grabbed the red ribbon with her two little hands and played with it. Her tone and her appraising eyes made her evaluate the pork with the aunt who bought the meat. same.
"Naughty." Feng's eyes curled up and he cursed with a smile. Xiangsi lowered his head and nibbled on the face.
"Hmm." The little guy was stunned and stared.
I don't care about lovesickness, I nibbled on the small face, the small forehead, the small chin, the small nose, the big eyes, leaving drool all the way, and then nibbled on the bright red lips.
His big eyes bulged, the soul boy's small body trembled, his two small palms moved wildly, and he tightly grasped the two sleeves of Yu Kai.
The soft lips are very tender and fragrant, and I chew them with great joy.
"Hiss..." The eyes that were cast on the high platform were stagnant, the light in his eyes was shaking wildly, and the sound of gasping was loud.
Bai Bing, the Seven Phoenixes are not surprised by strange things, and their eyes do not squint.
Xiaoqi Phoenix, Duanmu Linghei straightened his eyes, and his body was like wood.
When the little guy was almost paralyzed by his chewing, Xiangsi finally kindly let him go and raised his head with satisfaction, his eyebrows and eyes were flying, and his expression was also full of joy.
The soul boy gasped for breath, his eyes were watery, and he was a little confused.
That nibbling made the little guy dizzy.
"Ling'er, how are your injuries?" After getting out of breath, Xiangsi leaned back and leaned against the back of the seat. The drunken confusion finally dissipated.
"It's better... The soul boy gave me a charming look: "With the power of your horoscope, take a breath and you will continue to sleep in a while."
Still not good.
"How long will it take to wake up?" I sighed slightly in my heart, and the sourness oozed out again. Acacia gently touched my smooth little face, with deep eyes.
"Maybe it can last an hour or two." Rubbing his soft and fragrant little palms, the soul boy pouted: "Sister, I want to watch the Phoenix Dance."
Is it only an hour or two?
It was so short.
"Okay." Pain flashed through his heart, Xiangsi couldn't bear the disappointment in his eyes, and nodded hurriedly.
"Clan leader, let the clan members start dancing." Bai Bing quietly bumped Duanmu Linghei with his elbow, who was standing still.
"Okay, let's start now." After a quick breath, Duanmu Linghei suddenly woke up, and his eyes quickly turned to the host: "Holy Master, do you want to enjoy the solo dance or the group dance first?"
"Ling Hei, you can make the decision." He lowered his eyes and glanced at the little child. Seeing that there was no sign of anything strange, he looked up in acacia and smiled lightly.
"Yes." Duanmu Linghei responded, turned around, faced downwards, and let out a long clear whistle.
Huh..., a clear response sounded from the audience.
Suddenly, a group of phoenixes dancing in front of the main stage turned their heads and flew down the steps.
At the same time, on the ground, a group of phoenixes of almost the same length and size spread their wings and took off, coming onto the stage from the left.
There were a group of dancing phoenixes, no more, no less, exactly a hundred, all of which were male phoenixes.
As soon as they arrived on the main stage, hundreds of male phoenixes changed their steps and divided into four rows. With a clear whistle, each body suddenly moved and began to dance gracefully.
First, it spins and dances from the ground. The shuttle figure is light and moves with ease. The steps are graceful and natural, and the movements are smooth.
Then, it lifted off the ground little by little, flying up and down like floating clouds.
The dance of dragons and phoenixes describes the beauty of a prosperous age. When a phoenix truly dances, the beauty and feeling are beyond description.
Acacia is shocked in my heart.
The soul boy leaned on his lovesickness, his big eyes shining brightly.
The beautiful phoenix bird dances more and more beautifully, its tail feathers spread out like flowers blooming, and it turns and spins in a dazzling way.
While dancing, all the phoenixes sang shallow chants a cappella. The sound was continuous and the rhyme was long and lingering. It had the meaning of lingering and a low-pitched voice.
When each phoenix looks back, its eyes reveal tenderness and sincere admiration. When it stares, it is like two lovers looking at each other from a distance. When it blinks, it is like lovers looking at each other with sultry eyebrows.
The endless affection, the sincere voices, the thousands of languages, and the thousands of thoughts are all in the shadow of Ana's dancing phoenix, and in the call of "Yin" when she looks back.
As he looked at it, his eyes suddenly narrowed in acacia.
Before, she didn't take a closer look, only looking at the dance. When she took a closer look, she suddenly discovered that when the formation of the group of phoenixes changed, they were outlining a "phoenix" character, written horizontally, vertically and diagonally.
It is a phoenix character.
That dance is not an ordinary dance, it is the dance of hundreds of phoenixes approaching the phoenix, also known as the phoenix seeking the phoenix.
Xiangsi understood the meaning of the dance and the meaning of the clear chant. The more she watched, the more frightened she became, and it became increasingly difficult to calm down.
Surprise, only the word "surprise" can describe the emotion in my heart.
Watching silently, thinking secretly of lovesickness, he moved to the table with the soul boy in his arms, and took a fork to pick up the plain fruits prepared by Bai Bing.
After the soul boy saw it, when she took her hand back, without saying a word, she leaned over and took it into her mouth.
With a low eyebrow and a smile, Xiangsi once again changed the name to another one, and automatically brought it to the soul boy's lips. The latter caught it politely, and Xiangsi chose another one again.
After going back and forth, the soul boy tasted all the fruits and finally stopped grabbing them.
Xiangsi chewed it carefully by herself.
Unknowingly, the phoenix came to a halt and hundreds of phoenixes stood in line, bowing their heads and bowing.
"Holy Lord, are you still satisfied?" Duanmu Linghei lowered his body slightly.
"The dance is beautiful." Xiangsi pretended not to know the deeper meaning. As for the meaning of the voice, she deliberately ignored it.
"What the Holy Lord said is absolutely true." Duanmu Linghei was stunned for a moment, but he had no choice but to comply, straightened up, and let out a clear whistle to indicate the change of scene.
Hundreds of phoenixes with their phoenix eyes darkened sadly left the stage from the right. At the same time, a group of new phoenixes came on stage, but after a moment, the sound of roaring phoenixes and phoenixes rose again.
"Sister, I want to drink." After admiring it for a while, the soul boy gently tugged on his sleeves, raised his little face, and showed a look of expectation.
"Well, you are not allowed to get drunk." After thinking about it, Xiangsi knew that the water spirit in Baihua wine was very strong, so she did not object, filled a cup, and handed it to her gently.
The soul boy started to take a sip, and when the drink was no longer available, he held Acacia's hand with his two little paws, raised the cup, and drank the rest.
"It tastes good, I want more." He shouted with satisfaction, and the soul boy's eyes brightened.
Xiangsi poured another cup and handed it over.
The soul boy watches the dance with his eyes, drinks wine with his mouth, and enjoys himself.
Before I knew it, the second dance was over.
After Duanmu Linghei inquired, he moved on to the second performance; after that, he danced solo or in a group, and Xiangsi gave him that faint comment every time.
But the soul boy was addicted and drank faster and faster. After enjoying more than ten dances in a row, he drank nearly a hundred drinks in a row. His little face was as red as two ripe apples.
After the hundredth cup, Xiangsi put down the cup and stopped pouring wine for him.
"Sister, I still want to drink." See you, the soul boy got up on his own and leaned forward to find the wine.
This little drunkard.
Xiangsi rolled her eyes speechlessly.
She didn't sound drunk from the sound, so she had to pour another cup. However, before she could get the wine, the soul boy stretched out his little paws and took the cup.
After taking a small sip, the soul boy turned around, blinked his beautiful big eyes, and brought the cup to Xiangsi's mouth with a smile, and said in a crisp voice: "Sister, drink."
I'm dizzy!
This guy wants to drink wine?
Xiangsi stared, a little stupid.
good!
Duanmu Linghei smiled secretly, feeling that the little kid was pleasing to the eye.
Lingkong and others' eyes were burning.
The soul boy seemed to understand all the thoughts, he lifted the cup and the wine touched his red lips.
"Ling'er, this is the only one. My sister just drank a lot. If she drinks any more, she will get drunk again." She felt bitter in her heart, and looked up helplessly and swallowed it.
"Seven." The soul boy's bright eyes flashed with irresistible persistence.