The sage once said that you must have the courage to try. Because if you don’t give it a try, you don’t know how desperate your situation will become.
Xiao Muling successfully replaced Lonely Vision.
Then, I got stuck in the process of flying out.
Xia Weiran looked helplessly at such a big window, but he couldn't fly out such a small wood spirit.
The nearby channel was occupied by Xiao Muling's speech.
[Yiyi: Bastard, bastard, bastard! 】
[Yiyi: Xia Weiran, you bastard. 】
As soon as I opened the nearby channel, the page was full of curse words, and the same words kept coming over and over again.
Xia Weiran saw it, but she pretended not to. What could she do? She really didn't expect it. The crack in the window was obviously so big that it looked like she could fit her head into it. Why can't I come out suddenly?
The little wood spirit was very angry when he heard her grunting like this.
[Yiyi: Then you should stuff one in and take a look. 】
Then. The story changes.
Beside the window, the lonely distant view tried hard to pull Xia Weiran. The little wood spirit also tried its best to push her out from the inside, although its power was negligible.
Xia Weiran: I really believed you.
When I was a kid, I heard jokes about people stuffing their heads in desks, fences, and security windows. She really just took it as a joke.
She never wanted to be the heroine in this kind of story.
"Lonely Vision, can you use a little more force? Please!" Xia Weiran tried hard to "pull out" her head, Lonely Vision grabbed her head with both hands and pulled it out.
Lonely Yuanjing dragged her hard. When he heard this, he asked angrily: "Why didn't I try harder? Don't you feel the pain?"
Xia Weiran:......
Some things are fine when they are not broken, but when they are broken, they are great!
"I'm going, it hurts so much."
Xia Weiran was really hurt.
Quite coincidentally, before Lonely Vision took action again, I suddenly saw Lonely Zehao walking from a distance. The moment Gu Ling Yuan Jing appeared, Ling Ling Yuanjing used all his strength to pull Xia Weiran's head out of the crack in the window. But because Xia Weiran was in too much pain, his blood volume was cleared to zero.
Lonely Vision looked at Xia Weiran who suddenly disappeared, and rolled directly under the small tree behind the house. He didn't want his idol to see him sneaking around.
As for the little wood spirit... forget it, let it be, it really can't be controlled.
Lonely, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at the slightly familiar little guy in the window.
He knew that outsiders were breaking into his hut, so he came back to take a look. Now it seems that an "acquaintance" may have entered?
Lonely Zehao opened the door, walked into the room, and grabbed the little wood spirit that was about to run away: "Little guy, who are you?"
He had seen this little thing more than once. It looked slightly different but generally similar. I've seen it with Bud, I've seen it with Xia Weiran, I've seen it with his son...
It makes me sad to think about it. His eldest son, whom he held in the palm of his hand and cared for, left him like this. That day was both a separation of life and a farewell of death. In fact, he regretted it when he heard the little chicken calling him. If he’s not a son, then he’s not. It’s okay to raise him as a daughter!
Unfortunately, he was targeted and died immediately. From then until today, he has never seen the chick again.
The little wood spirit pretended to be dead.
Its body was stained with many black marks, which were all given by Bai Xia Weiran, because on the road, a lot of black substances were dropped into her hair, which also dyed it.
