"I want to have a cool last moment..."
You can still let me meet again...even if it's an illusion...
This world is still... very gentle...
I really...can't bear to part with it...haha..."
Hei Yang's eyes were blurred, looking at the vaguely familiar figure, he subconsciously reached out his hand, trying to hold the other person.
There seemed to be a huge weight on his eyelids, making Hei Yang unconsciously want to close his eyes and fall asleep like this.
"But... no... I still want to... look at you more..."
When he thought of her, Hei Yang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
However, her tone was still so rude!
Even in the hallucination, Xiaoli, can't you be gentle to me?
Haha, I really look like you...
"Caught!"
Linking their fingers together, Hongli raised the corner of her mouth and said with force, "Give it to me, come up!"
Bubbles billow and silt slides.
Hongli reached out and grabbed the other arm.
He held up his hands, supported his shoulders, and wrapped the boy's arms around his neck.
Silver teeth clenched and she exerted force, causing ripples to burst out of the water. The petite body of less than 1.6 meters, carrying a tall man of nearly 1.8 meters on his back, was struggling to move forward in the River of Forgetfulness.
The water cover was propped up and wrapped around the two of them. The River of Forgetfulness was still roaring. The poisonous insects slapped on the water cover, causing ripples and making the two tiny figures in the big waves look precarious.
The vicious ghost cries reached her ears, and her hatred for the living stimulated Hongli's spirit, making her feel violent and inexplicably violent, with the urge to destroy everything!
Hongli clenched her fists subconsciously.
But in an instant, she realized that what she was holding in her hand was Hei Yang's arm!
As a result, his eyes gradually softened.
"Does this guy just keep having fun with me in this river..."
Hongli's tone was filled with complaints and grievances. She felt like her breath was stuck in her throat and she couldn't come up or go down. It was very uncomfortable!
"Pretend like nothing is wrong, but if I come later, the person will disappear immediately. What a stinky waste! Ahhhhhh!"
Angry, annoyed, unhappy...
Afraid, scared, want to cry...
Worry, anxiety, distress...
"It goes on day by day, it doesn't make people worry, isn't it annoying!"
Hong Li's eyes were red and she stared at the other side fiercely: "You can make it through two-thirds of the Qi Refining stage. Now that I'm in the Foundation building stage, even if I take you with me, I'll only get one-third of the way." That’s it!”
"Hey, you're talking, don't just pretend to be dead, you idiot!
It's really blinding me. I can't help but look at this guy like you! "
Hong Li cursed all the way, feeling the rise and fall of her chest as her mind panted behind her, and ignored the buzzing ghostly screams in her mind.
As long as you hold his hand, even if you fall down from exhaustion, you can stand up again!
"Plop!"
The water cover shattered, and Hong Li stumbled into the river. She used both hands to hold Hei Yang tight: "You're so heavy! You're going to crush someone to death!"
"Pfft!"
The girl stuck her head out again, her long black hair sticking to her body, panting, and the water condensed again.
"Actually, it's not that heavy..."
…
On the shore, under Hong Li's coat, there was a bulge.
Xiaohuo quietly opened a corner of his clothes, stuck out his little head, and looked at Po Meng nervously. She was looking at her soup pot with a complicated expression and kept mumbling something.
Bad, mom seems to have made grandma angry!
Xiaohuo suddenly retracted under Hongli's coat, holding her small legs with her wings, shivering.
"Now there are only the old lady and Xiaohuo here. Xiaohuo won't be angered, won't be thrown into the pot by the old lady in anger, won't be treated as a traitor and then be torn apart...
Wuwuwuwu, mom, please bring dad back quickly, Xiaohuo is so scared..."
"Does it taste really weird?"
Po Meng frowned, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and said with a solemn expression: "It looks like mouthwash?"
Over the years, her Meng Po Soup has never received a bad review!
Even if someone resists it at first, once he tastes it, it is guaranteed to be so beautiful that he will be speechless!
Well, Po Meng has always felt that her soup must be extremely delicious!
However, there was the boy first, and then the girl. Both guys had obviously tasted the taste, but they spit it out with disgust? !
Then, Po Meng discovered a particularly serious problem: As a soup cook, she... didn't even know what her soup tasted like!
This is as outrageous as a famous chef who doesn’t know whether the food he cooks is delicious or not!
"Want...a taste?"
Po Meng looked at the soup in the spoon with a curious look in her eyes. She was about to retire. However, after being a Po Meng for so many years, she didn’t know what Po Meng soup tasted like. What a pity!
"This is just a phantom clone. Even if I drink it, it will not affect my body... No..."
Po Meng suddenly reacted: "It's useless if it doesn't affect the main body. It's the clone who tastes the taste, and it's also the clone who loses his memory. What's the difference between this and never tasting it?"
Moreover, is there a possibility that she has actually tasted it many times?
Po Meng: "!!!"
Probably!
But if you really want to know, it's very simple. Just take a sip, taste it in your mouth, and then spit it out.
However, if she did that, wouldn't she become the most annoying person ever? !
If she uses Meng Po Soup as mouthwash, then it seems normal for others to use it as mouthwash...?
No, this is not normal at all!
Po Meng was caught in a dilemma, but Xiao Huo on the side didn't know this. She just wanted her mother to come back quickly!
…
On the other side of the Forgotten River, the soil is dim and yellow.
A small white hand suddenly stretched out from the waves and pressed hard!
"Drink!"
A huge splash of water exploded and the water cover shattered. First, the boy was thrown ashore and lay unconscious on the ground.
The girl followed closely behind, climbed up with difficulty, half-bent, staggered two steps, fell to the boy in a daze, and also fainted.
"..."
Eyelids trembled, Hei Yang slowly opened his eyes.
There was something heavy on his left arm. Hei Yang subconsciously turned his head to look. Before he had time to think about it, he could no longer look away.
Because the pillow on his shoulder was the girl he thought about day and night.
The girl's pale little face still showed uneasiness, as if she was about to lose something important.
She subconsciously curled up and moved closer to Hei Yang beside her. A small white hand clasped his left hand tightly, holding it tighter and tighter...
"Xiao Li..."
Hei Yang was in a daze, and the ghostly cry of Wangchuan could still be heard faintly in his ears. The fishy wind blew, but it reminded him that this was not a fairy tale dream... this was a realistic fairy tale!
"It turns out it's not an illusion..."
Hei Yang's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he looked at the girl on his shoulder, laughing silently to tears, but was afraid of waking her up.
After a moment of hesitation, Hei Yang gently held Hong Li's back with his hands, moved his arms, and wanted to hold her in his arms.
"rogue……"
Hong Li suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Hei Yang with tired eyes.
"Where are you putting your hands...?"
"Ah this..."
Hei Yang removed his hand from Hong Li's back like an electric shock, showing a nervous expression.
"Um, um, I saw that your sleeping posture just now was not correct, and I want to help you correct it.
You know, if your sleeping posture is not good, it is easy to become more tired as you sleep..."
"This is such a bad reason..."
Hong Li's eyes flashed, and she suddenly sighed and turned her head away: "Damn it... I don't have the strength anymore... I can't even resist someone who is acting like a gangster..."
"Ah, well, you can't resist!"
"ah?"
"Well, I mean, if you don't have enough energy, just rest for a while."
"That's pretty much it..."
"Well……"
Hei Yang stared at Hong Li's face seriously, but the latter's eyes dodged, and then she quietly peeked at Hei Yang with her peripheral vision.
At this moment, there seemed to be small pink bubbles floating between the two of them.
Hei Yang felt that he should say something!
"Xiao Li?"
"Ah! Huh?"
Hongli's body trembled suddenly, and she beeped softly: "What, what's wrong?"
"that……"
Hei Yang pointed to Hong Li's thin top and kindly reminded: "Your clothes are still wet..."
"I would like...huh?"
Hongli frowned, looked down at her chest, her face turned red, and subconsciously kicked Hei Yang away with a whip kick.
"Fuck! You bastard! Go to hell!"
"What the hell..."
Black Sun flew out suddenly, his hands firmly inserted into the soil, and he drew ten long ravines.
He looked back at the rushing River of Forgetfulness beneath his feet. The waves were lapping at his trouser legs. He shuddered violently, used both arms to push himself back to the shore.
"God is so weak, I'm so sorry I didn't kick him into the river again!"
"You just fall down, I wonder if you can die!"
"Hey, what you said is too hurtful!"
"Oh, I hurt people, I came all the way to save you, that's the attitude you have, right?"
"Miss Hongli, I'm sorry, it was my fault!"
"Hmph, that's pretty much it."
Hong Li snorted coldly, stood up, and ignited flames on her body to completely dry the water.
"..."
Hei Yang looked away with some guilt, next time, next time!
The key is that the eerie place next to the Huangquan Wangchuan is definitely not a good place to express your love!
He is definitely not a coward, but he just feels that the surrounding environment is really not very good. It will have a negative debuff effect on the success rate of confession, and it will not be very pleasant to recall in the future...
Definitely not looking for excuses!
