Chapter 11: The sword is neither a murderer nor a serious man.(1/2)
【Bai Lingshan · Shilting】
"Children's thinking is infinitely diverse. He can become a person with a corresponding personality in different educational environments."
Drinking tea, looking at the frowning face of the shadow of the wasteland, put a green sword on the table very blandly.
They sat in the Shili Pavilion in a mountain, with stone tables, stone benches, stone carvings in each of the pavilions, and the wind in the pavilion.
One person frowned, and one was as bland as wind.
The four pillars of the stone pavilion are all pale red, the wind blows and the rain, and the sun is solar. Perhaps the rocks here are so few people know that there are fewer people in this stone pavilion.
Looking at the tea with the dragon, the tea does not know if it is hard. I also want to get the full tea cup that has been filled, but I still take it.
In front of Yi Dragon, he is like a child who is extremely cautious, or that he has made a mistake.
"Even if you don't give him Artis, he will find himself. Because he needs to find the strongest sword to deal with our children, you abruptly give him his hands and make yourself smart."
After shaking, stretched out the white wrist, and twisted it gently, as if sending bones and bones. What he took out slowly from the cuffs and put it on the table.
It was a bell holding a red rope.
Dragon is still talking, but was interrupted by the whispering of the shadow.
"What ... how can he find it ... There is no shadow of this sword anywhere ... I still want him to find ... Really ..."
Looking for the shadow of the desert, watching his head, looking at the wild grass outside the stone pavilion, you can only go to see the little worms slowly climbing on the wild grass.
There are two beards above the little worm, six legs underneath, countless thorns on the legs, a pair of sorrowful pairs of thin wings, crystal clear. I do n’t know if they are looking for food or looking at the shadow of waste.
I took a light finger and knocked on the shadow.
"You ~ you do this is urgent and there is no degree."
With the white hands of the dragon, the forehead of the shadow was gently ordered, holding the long sleeves of the white Chinese suit, so that the sleeves did not stick to the stool, do not stick to the table, and it was not stained with dust.
"Hum ... you think ... he's so stupid ..." Xunying Ying was clicked, and he touched his forehead gently. He turned his head instantly, and his slender clothes trembled.
His black pupils no longer go to see the little worm, but to see the long sword on the hand of the dragon.
The long sword is three feet and three feet, and the body is green. Even in the scabbard, you can see the green light from it, but this sword is almost difficult to take other special patterns, which is too ordinary.
However, its name is not ordinary. The magic sword -Artis. You can cut the yin and yang and break the faintness. This sword will not only recognize the Lord by itself, but also replace the attack form for the sword owner.
Sword. The wounds that are divided cannot heal within a short time, and even due to the physical constitution of the wound, the degree of rotting and erosion of the wound will become more and more intense.
"No matter how stupid he is, it is also what he should go to experience. If you just foresee what judgment and participation he might make, all his growth will lose its true value."
Yilong watched the shadow of Huanghuang and glanced at his face. He could only look at his side face.
Looking for the long sleeves of the black Chinese clothes on the shadow, he turned his head and couldn't cover his skinny.
"Then I can't look at him by others ... This is too painful ... You shouldn't bear it ... he entered the reincarnation, but he ate so many people's suffering ..." I ... "
Looking at the shadow of the barren watching the little worm who was still climbing up slowly, he grunted some: "Don't bear it ... if I don’t know ... but I know, I can’t go
Help him ... "
"I understand your mood, but now things can no longer be accepted for you. Ms. Mei Qingzi is looking for you in the world now. I think you should reflect on it."
It is very light saying that the dragon is very light. For the shadow of the desert, he loves like a child. He almost said to Yilian softly: "I know you are sad ...
Not terrible ... you first need to admit it, then we can find a way together ... "
"Woo ..." Xunhuang shadowed his mouth, looking at the little bug with some grievances ... then pouting, slowly lowered his head: "Okay ... I really do it ... I am me
I really want to be good for him ... Our world is completely different from the world ... We have no children ... right ... I won't raise children ... I know how to treat him ... "
Listening with the dragon's seriously, after finding the shadow of the wasteland, the shadow of the wasteland just looked at him slowly. With the dragon, he thought that he had to say, but only saw that he was looking for a mittering lips, and then he saw it.
After swallowing, stop talking.
"First of all, you need to admit that your mistakes ... I don't have any meaning to blame you. Shadow. The mistakes that once made mistakes should not restrain your heart that you can change if you know the mistake."
Then, then
With the light brown pupil eyes of the dragon, it is so clear, and the black pupils of the shadow are looking at each other, like a dark fluorescent.
"Our children are guarding the world. However, what we have to do will inevitably have errors, but if there is no courage to face the wrong ... how can I make up for the mistake?"
"Okay -I admit that I did make mistakes--" I did wrong-- "
Looking for the shadow, he slowly lowered his head again, and he no longer looked at the calm eyes of the dragon, and began to silence.
"Hmm ..." I took a sip of tea with Dragon, and then put the tea down: "Sheep, our children have suffered so much suffering ... I want to let them live again ... Do you agree?"
"Who? Sheep?" Suddenly he heard the words Yi Dragon, and suddenly looked up and looked at Yi Longzhi.
"Lanluo, they ... should no longer bear this crime ..."
Emperor Dragon looked at the look -up shadow, and was a little surprised to find the shadow.
"They were infected by the magic of [Ken Hong] ... [Kuchuzhongxing] of that year ..." Xunhuangying didn't know what to say next, some hesitant paused: "Now, I don’t have it either.
Knowing that you should be guilty, or ... "
"This is the way they choose ... but this road is too bitter ... Kentong has been suppressed for three thousand years, and he still has the ability to infect others ... I think ... the cultivation of sheep should speed up the pace ...
"He sighed deeply, and did not often sigh with the dragon. He always seemed to be relaxed or calm, but it seemed very tricky.
He seems to be calm and calm.
"I can only listen to you ..." Xunhuang nodded, he didn't know why he nodded, but he nodded deeply.
"At that time ... the choice of our children to join the battle as a third party to join the battle, prompting everyone to unite ... Although our strategy is successful, our children have naturally suffered suffering ... Even today ... even today ...
Everything that seal the Magic Well is the price of the past millennium ... Now it should be us ... it's time to be atonement ... "
I went to see the magic sword Artis at hand with the dragon, and looked at the shadow of the desert.
Finding the shadow suddenly understood, wrong, not for yourself ...
Everyone will make mistakes ...
Even if you think about such a calm thinking, and so peaceful thinking Yi Longzhi will make mistakes ...
Perhaps that is not a mistake, but a penalty.
There is no mistake in the gods ...
"I believe that the blood of the feather snake god will not flow in vain ... The efforts of all those who struggle for peace will never be in vain. Those who are still alive should continue to work hard."
Sighing.
"Zhang Qi ... are you alive?"
"He is guarding the Tongtian Tower."
"oh……"
Sighing the shadow sigh ...
Maybe he shouldn't sigh, but such sighs were emitted from his throat, which could not be stopped at all. He could only ... slowly call out ... Leave a dull buckle.
"I shouldn't be willful ..."
He said.
"Of course you are a jealous sheep ... This is not willful, you just have your own way ... sheep." Yilong watched Xunhuangying and laughed.
"I'm sorry to commit wrong ... If I do better ... I won't live up to Zhang Qi's efforts ... he is a mortal ... all have such awareness ... I ..." Looking for the shadow
Sighing the sadness.
"Zhang Qi is indeed a mortal ... In the long -term days, he realized the importance of education ... However, at the time he was just a child who was seeking to know ... as long as people were willing, they would become better and better ...
… "Li Longzhi just smiled softly.
He replied to just calm again, maybe he sighed briefly, just a little fatigue ...
"But I feel that I am not as good as mortals ..." Looking at him with grievances ...
"I have the courage ... my dear sheep." With the dragon, he pushed the tea cup steadily to the front of the shadow.
Looking at the shadow of the shadow, a tea that rippled ripples.
"Courage ...? ... I used to have such courage ... no ... sheep also had such courage ... You are ..."
"No matter what you do, courage. Most importantly. If you are afraid of losing, you must lose."
"Ah ~ I also think, right ... the same ... courage, the most important ... I'm never afraid of losing ..."
The ripples of the tea were calm, and the tea cup was brought up with one hand, and a gently took a sip.
Clear tea, bitter and astringent ... but the sweetness returned from the lips and teeth is so clear and heavy.
When the wind passed through the stone pavilion, the sound of the flowing water heard it ... The sound of the gurgling water disturbed the worm, and jumped out of the unsteady ...
"Eh ... I just heard the sound ..." A man pulled the grass from the grass next to him. The grass seemed to be nostalgic for his clothes, crooked, sticking to his clothes.
The man frowned, looked at the water stains on the stone table, touched it gently, and looked up at the top of the stone pavilion.
"Promise, come here soon ..."
He looked at the top of the Shi Ting, the top of the stone pavilion, and a blue Canglong entangled on it, but it was just a mural.
To be continued...