Heavenly Star

This is a reasonably sturdy grass house, albeit rudimentary, but tidy. The seats on the bed were obviously made up by themselves, and there was a lot of straw underneath, which lay very soft and tender. Ye Wuchen and a half lay on top, thoughts in his heart. Snowflake sat by the bed and said softly: "Brother, I really like the people here. They're not afraid of me, they don't hate me, they're good to us, they're good people. ”

“Yeah.” Ye Wuchen answered and looked at her softly: “Cher, do you really want to stay here forever? ”

Snowed his head and shook his head again: “If I could be here with my brother forever, I would be so happy, but I miss my sister, I want to look at my sister... there are many others, they must think we are gone and very sad. If they could go back, they wouldn't be so sad. ”

Ye Wuchen's chest was stuffy and slowly closed his eyes. Two years, enough to change a lot of things. How are they doing, are they okay...

“We'll be back.” He lowered his voice, raised his head, and looked as if he had crossed the rough house, straight into the distant sky: “He would definitely go back. Destiny is like a constantly changing child, sometimes cruel and sometimes good. ”

Squeaks - The concealed wooden door was gently pushed open and a figure retreated at the door before walking in with a bowl of hot and medicinal soup with his head down. This is a 25-six-year-old woman with a mature flair all over her body and a neat, rough cloth. Neither tall, arrogant breasts nor fat, rounded buttocks are comparable to those of a teenager, but she has delicate skin that only fifteen or sixteen teenagers have, and her emotions and movements are more subtle than those of a teenager under thirteen or fourteen.

The old man had only one son, and his only son had one son, three daughters. The eldest daughter died when she was born, and no one could be rescued when she left. A year later, she gave birth to another daughter, called to be a second maid, who had just turned 25 this year. Three years later, he finally had a son, three dolls Bow Lo. Seven years later, he had another daughter, four daughters, 15 years old.

And this woman is the second maid. When Bow Luo helped him come in, he saw her at first sight. There was a deep sense of amazement in her heart. Eyebrows like moon, skin like fat, watery eyes, Zhu Hongyu lips... such a world is hidden in such a wonderful person with a soulful look.

Ye Wuchen's gaze actually made her face brush turn red and turn around to cover her face and run away. Bo Lo snickered, “How's my sister? Isn't she beautiful? You can call me Second Sister later. ”

The second maid walked in, her head was always afraid to lift. Suddenly there was an extra guest from the outside world, and she couldn't let go. The most critical reason is Ye Wuchen's appearance is too perfect. The killing power can only be expected in the face of unmarried women who look familiar every day.

“Thank you, Second Sister.” When she put the soup bowl down, Ye Wuchen smiled. Second maid stood there for a while and didn't know how to answer for half a day. Finally, she blushed and ran away.

“Brother. Second Sister seems shy.” Snow snowed up and picked up the spoon in the soup bowl, stirring it up a bit to make it cooler and faster. These spoons are also self-cooked and crude. But in this closed place, where everything but self-reliant food is scarce, this soup bowl is already visible to these people.

A person of young * women's age with such a personality, making such a move is indeed very laughable. Ye Wuchen smiled and suddenly asked Qingxue, “Why hasn't she married anyone yet? ”

Snow twisted his head for a moment and blinked: "I don't know, do you know? ”

Ye Wuchen shook his head with a smile, but his heart had noticed it in a dark way. Sometimes something seemingly simple is the key to uncovering all the mysteries.

Snowflake picked up a dark spoon and took a bitter, bitter soup pill, “brother. Already done, ready to drink. ”

“You feed me. ”

“Um, hip-hop.” Snowflake smiled sweetly, placing the spoon to Ye Wuchen's mouth once and again, happily watching him drink it. When he was half fed, the old man walked to the door and quietly retreated. The emotions between the two were really unusually deep. Until Ye Wuchen drank the soup medicine, he walked in with nothing to do, and helped Ye Wuchen examine his body again.

“How about that?" asked Ye Wuchen.

The old man visited for a moment and shook his head slightly, sighing: “Alas, your body can't accept strength at all, even this medicine to replenish your energy can't work, it spills automatically. I'll try something else. Rest well, don't worry, there will be a cure for what the ancestors have passed down.” He patted Ye Wuchen's shoulder to give him relief.

“Makes you bother. ”

The old man shook his head with a smile and walked out. After a while, the second maid walked in lightly, cleaned up the soup bowl and didn't dare say a word to them.

“Cher, don't worry.” Ye Wuchen feared that Snow would be depressed by what the old man had just said, comforting.

“I'm not worried. Because my brother can recover, that must be fine.” Snow smiled, comforting him in turn.

“Sanba, come out, your father and I are back. Listen to me on the way. You pick up an outsider and bring it to your father. Let me see what it looks like! ”

A loud voice frightened Ye Wuchen and Qingxue. He heard what he said and couldn't help but laugh. His voice made Ye recklessly think of the sky of flowers. Unlike Flower Tremor, Flower Tremor is born with a loud voice, but this person's voice has an astonishing aura and bottom gas, and the exit sound shook the eardrum and the inner heart slightly.

He came in a middle-aged man of medium body and dark skin, and his dirty clothes had been broken everywhere, wearing a grass cap with a broken hole in his head, stepping on a wooden shoe with a clip on his foot, and working his way home from a country old man. What's different is that he's not wearing an iron hoe or something, but a black bear several times his size. Dragging such a huge thing, he did not see any force, even the footsteps were not visible heavy, as if dragging a pile of light flowers.

The clothes of a middle-aged woman beside him were quite a match for him. Medium-bodied, slightly fat, dark-skinned, casually dressed, also wearing a straw hat and clipped wooden shoes. But what she has in her hand is much richer. There are as many as seven or eight species of wild bird, wild chicken, wild duck, and rabbit, and if you look closely, you will see these immobile wild tastes with a leaf in their necks.

The middle-aged man threw the black bear away, “Boom” landed, splashed a large amount of dust, then walked to Bow Lo's house, pushed the door, and he stunned.

“Hello Uncle, I am the outsider Brother A picked up, this is my sister.” Ye Wuchen smiled and measured the man with his eyes.

The middle-aged man was embarrassed and then laughed: “Hahahaha, I am a crude man, I am more casual, don't blame my brother. I hear you're having a physical problem. Come on, I'll show you. ”

He was about to walk in, his body was dragged out, and the middle-aged woman who had cleared the obstacle blocked the door came in and looked at Ye Wuchen with a thrill, then smiled and sighed: "Whoa! Looks like those people out there are right. What a handsome guy. The more I look at him, the more handsome he is. Whoa! This sister has such a beautiful head... You must be hungry when you get here. I'll make you something to eat. I won't. The craftsmanship will definitely satisfy you. ”

This overzealous woman even had a bunch of beads. Ye Wuchen didn't say anything several times. Now she finally has the opportunity to say: “Hello Auntie, I am a little hungry. ”

In his current state of health, he would hardly feel hunger. But the snow must be hungry for a long time. The only meat I've ever eaten is the rabbit I picked up one day.

The middle-aged woman who received a satisfactory answer laughed: "Okay, I'll do it right away.” I couldn't wait to get out.

The middle-aged man had a chance to walk in. “Ignore that crazy bitch..." he chuckled.

Pfft... a thing hit his back of the head, a wild chicken, accompanied by a loud drink: “Who are you, crazy bitch?! ”

The middle-aged man immediately looked back at the cicada and laughed after he was safe: "Cough, come, let me check your body first, nothing is rare for me. ”

A pure, independent world with enthusiastic, selfless, diverse personalities and no boring crowds. Looks like the rest of your life might be wonderful. Ye Wuchen thought silently.

Over the next few days, Ye Wuchen and Qingxue spent the next few days under the careful care of the Zhuluo family. However, Ye Wuchen had never seen the four maids in the family. After asking Bow Luo, he learned that the four maids and her grandmother had gone to the mountains to practice in the south, and would be back in a few days. He was also told that their predecessors had strictly admonished that everything could be abandoned, but that they could never abandon their cultivation, and that everyone had to practise a method that did not know the name, and that Bow Lo was the strongest of the younger generations here.

What is it exactly that gives a man in his twenties the power of heaven, and everyone here has a terrible cultivation. Ye Wuchen thought about it once and again. Those who are isolated from the outside world will not know that if they reach the outside world, with their modifications, they will be a horrific force that will shake the heavens and the earth.

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