That cry lingered in the mountains, and the flowers on the other side of the mountain shed wisps of glow in the cry, as if they were competing with the bright sun in the sky.
The breeze came slowly, stirring up the unthinkable past and blowing into Su Mo's heart.
Su Mo looked at the cabin at the foot of the mountain in a daze, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
He was confused and at a loss, and did not dare to move towards the small building below, but his feet moved forward involuntarily.
Flowers from the other shore passed by him, but he only had eyes for that small house.
The gentle breeze blew away Su Mo's white hair, and the silver hair on his head was like the unsolvable fate of Jiutian...
The crying sound was continuous, seeming to be filled with a trace of sadness, but also full of expectation.
The constant crying around the beam seems to be words telling people about their longing.
Su Mo walked to the door of the hut, but did not dare to open the door and enter.
King Ying also looked at the wooden door and listened to the crying in the room, his eyes filled with tears.
Finally, the wooden door opened from the inside, and Luo Yin looked at the two people and smiled.
"Okay... let's go in and take a look."
King Ying took the lead and hurriedly walked in, but Su Mo stood blankly outside the door, making no move in fear.
A moment later, Princess Ying's weak call came from the room, "Mo'er, come in quickly."
Hearing this, Su Mo couldn't help but step into the wooden door and looked at the bedside in a daze and trance...
I saw Princess Ying sitting on the head of the bed, tightly holding a baby with some bloodshot eyes in her arms. King Ying stared at the baby in Princess Ying's arms with a soft expression.
Su Mo slowly walked to the bed, looked at the weak Princess Ying, then turned to look at the fetus in her arms, and instantly froze in place...
"It's a girl, your...sister." Princess Ying said softly.
As soon as Su Mo came closer, the baby gradually stopped crying. The closed eyes seemed to be trying hard to open, but it seemed difficult to open them.
And on the baby's forehead, there was a flower...
...The divine seal of Bana Flower.
"As long as the young master allows the flowers of the other side to bloom all over the nine heavens and ten earths, the girl will be back..."
"Master, I want to see the flowers all over the mountains and plains..."
"Fool, the young master is the girl's brother..."
The mountains full of white flowers on the other side are in full bloom, just like the scene in a dream.
Su Mo's eyes were red, and the words "Young Master" that seemed to be kind to him from birth could not help but resound in his mind.
He stared blankly at the Biangan Flower Goddess pattern on the baby's forehead, looked at the familiar contours of the baby's face, felt the familiar breath on the baby's body, and gradually became immersed in it.
Su Mo raised his head to look at Princess Ying, then turned to look at King Ying, and opened his mouth in a daze.
"younger sister......"
As if hearing Su Mo's voice, the fetus in Princess Ying's arms began to cry again, struggling and twisting its little body with all kinds of inexplicable things.
"Mo'er, come and give her a hug." Princess Ying looked at Su Mo who was in a daze, smiled and said softly to Su Mo.
Su Mo looked at Wang Ying and his wife in a daze and fear, and opened his mouth: "Is it okay?"
King Ying laughed loudly, "Why not? This is not like you."
Princess Ying smiled and shook her head, gently hugged the baby and stretched it out towards Su Mo.
Su Mo carefully stretched out his arms, imitating Princess Ying's gesture, and took the newborn baby very gently.
The moment the baby came into contact with Su Mo, he stopped crying and opened his tender little hands to grab something on Su Mo's chest.
Seeing this scene, King Ying was amazed and murmured in amusement, "How come this child is the closest to her brother?"
Princess Ying rolled her eyes, glanced at King Ying, and explained: "That's because her soul was broken before and she was almost stillborn. It was Mo'er who used the power of his soul to save her. She naturally felt that Mo'er's The breath is close to it.”
Before, the fetus’ spirit was shattered. It was Su Mo who differentiated his own flower power and integrated it into the fetus, thus saving her.
The flower god’s seal on the baby’s forehead comes from this...
This is how the baby feels the familiar scent of Su Mo, and naturally feels friendly to it.
Su Mo stared blankly at the baby in his arms, the moisture in his eyes turning into mist, making him confused and in a trance.
He held the baby gently with one hand, and gently touched the baby's cheek with his free hand.
"younger sister......"
The baby heard Su Mo's soft voice and immediately made a sound like laughter.
"Chuck... cluck... cluck..."
Su Mo looked at the baby's little face and finally seemed to let go of everything in his heart and smiled happily.
"Sister...I am your brother."
The baby was lying in Su Mo's arms, waving a pair of young hands, as if responding to something.
King Ying and his wife looked at the close brother and sister and smiled softly.
very nice......
Luo Yin looked at the harmonious family of four and finally smiled.
Daji, who was hiding in the Su Mo Linghai, looked a little lonely when he looked at the scene outside.
But when I noticed the smell of the baby, I was a little stunned.
"Energy is formed as soon as you are born. Except for the Tianxuan clan like the Feng clan, I'm afraid no one can compare with it..."
Su Mo seemed to have forgotten everything and put all his body and mind on the baby in his arms who had not yet opened his eyes.
Seeing Su Mo's demented look, Princess Ying laughed and said to Su Mo, "Okay, okay, don't hold her all the time, let your father hug you too."
Upon hearing this, Su Mo immediately handed the baby in his hand gently to King Ying, but his eyes kept staring at the baby.
King Ying took the baby with a smile, his face full of satisfaction.
"It's time to give her a name..." Princess Ying looked at the baby in King Ying's arms and said with a smile.
King Ying pondered for a while, then turned to look at Su Mo, "Mo'er's literary talent is good, why not give one to Mo'er?"
Su Mo heard this and looked at King Ying and Princess Ying, both of whom looked at him expectantly.
Su Mo pondered for a while, then turned to look at the white Bianhua flowers all over the mountains and plains outside the house, and blurted out a name:
"Ning Baihua."
Princess Ying and his wife's eyes instantly darkened, and they looked at Su Mo in disbelief.
Luo Yin on the side immediately covered her mouth and chuckled. From the moment Su Mo's void beast was named Da Zhuang, she knew that Su Mo's naming ability... was evident.
Princess Ying covered her face and turned to look at King Ying, only to see that King Ying had been pondering for a long time and there was no response.
In desperation, Princess Ying looked at the white flowers everywhere outside. The water vapor rolled up by the waterfall sparkled under the sun. The sound of the flowing water was deep and endless, as if reciting the poetry of the mountain.
Princess Ying turned to look at King Ying and said softly: "Ning Shitong, how are you?"
Poems and thoughts are the same, and the word "tong" is naturally taken from the eldest daughter's nickname. They still can't forget...Tongtong.
Shitong, thinking child...
King Ying's eyes lit up, and he nodded immediately: "This name... is better than Ning Baihua!"
"Forget it, let's put the naming aside for now." Princess Ying thought for a while and then rejected it, then said, "Shall we come up with a nickname first?"
King Ying lowered his head and looked at the little one in his arms, thinking for a long time, "This little girl..."
"Why don't you just call me, girl?"
When Su Mo heard this, his hands trembled, his white hair flew, and he was dumbfounded.
