The thunderous flashes of the sky roared, and the purple electric dragon with its claws rushed to the top of the little girl's head.
The seemingly fearless little girl shivered uncontrollably.
"Tianlinglingling, Yue'er is not a bad person, don't kill me. Bang, Daddy and mother, and goddess, you must bless Yueer."
After all, he was still a little girl, saying that she was not afraid that it was fake.
Seven-year-old Ye Lingyue was so scared at the moment.
But when she thought that Zizi would be hit by a thunderbolt, she would die, and she had another courage in her heart.
She suddenly opened her arms.
Just as the lightning flash came, the little girl's body suddenly shone.
The light is like a huge gossip.
The light burst into the sky at once, and collided with the amazingly powerful purple electric dragon.
White night is like day, and two incredible forces collide together, just as Mars hits the earth, and the power is amazing.
The light spread like a tide.
Together, the trees and rocks all turned into ashes under the impact of two forces.
The little girl's body was also overturned by two impulses.
The two forces were so powerful that the little girl fainted.
Her thin body flew so tall that she was about to fall to the ground.
She is so small, so weak, if she falls from such a distance, she will definitely be in a different place.
Ye Lingyue's heart seemed to be pinched by one hand.
She stepped forward a few steps unconsciously and stretched out her hand. She even forgot to catch the autumn and sunset leaves. She even forgot that everything she did would be in vain.
But just then, a pair of hands folded on Ye Lingyue's hand.
It was a pair of hands that were almost transparent, white, without pores, slender fingers, and belonged to the hands of a teenager.
Those hands firmly caught the falling girl.
Ye Lingyue was stunned and looked up, she saw a figure.
It was a teenager wearing purple clothes and short silver hair.
The boy was very handsome. He had a pair of melancholy purple eyes with a melancholy appearance.
There is a golden mark on his jade-like forehead.
He looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old.
"you are?"
Ye Lingyue took a deep breath and looked at the teenager with some devil.
Although the face in front of him was still immature, Ye Lingyue recognized the boy with just one glance.
Master Purple!
This boy, called Zizi by the little girl, turned out to be Zi Zi, a master in his youth.
Seeing the little girl curled up and covered with wounds, there was a touch of blood on the corners of her mouth. The young Master Zi's eyebrows became a "Chuan" child.
He held the little girl in one hand, and pressed the other hand on his chest.
He could feel his heart hurt, a little, like a needle sticking.
"Bodhi is unconscious, why does it hurt?"
Young Master Zi murmured like a sigh.
The little girl let out a faint groan, and seeing her painful appearance, the young Master Zi's face tightened, and he hesitated, holding the little girl in her arms.
His movements are very strange, and he rarely looks close to others.
Looking at the rain that was getting bigger and bigger, the young Master Zi waved his hand and saw that a tree and vine had grown up around him, blocking the rain.
He did not know what to do, and after thinking about it, he could only hug the little girl.
Her body became cold a little bit.
He felt his heart hurt more and more.
"Dad, mother, Yue'er is so cold ..."
The little girl said unconsciously.
The color of the young master's purple and purple eyes is getting deeper and deeper.
He thought about it and leaned over.
Lips, like feathers, fell gently on the girl's forehead.
When the soft and warm lips touched the little girl's cold and smooth forehead, the body of the little girl and the teenager Zi Shivered slightly.
A strange feeling broke into the boy's body.
Ye Lingyue saw that something in the young Master Zi's mouth had penetrated into the girl's forehead.
Immediately afterwards, the little girl's already pale complexion slowly returned to ruddy again.
The little soft body in his arms became a little bit soft and warmed up.
The gloomy color of the young master's purple eyes gradually dissipated.
He loosened his lips somewhat reluctantly.
Looking at the little man in his arms.
"Later, change Zizi to protect you."
The young man's voice was slow and powerful, like an eternal vow.
In the distance, bursts of calls came.
The young Master Zi hesitated for a moment and gradually disappeared.
"Yue'er!"
When she saw her daughter lying on the barren ground, Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming's hearts suddenly raised their throats.
They came flying.
Yun Sheng distressed and hugged her daughter in her arms, watching her small face pale.
"Yue'er is not afraid, my mother will take you back here."
Yun Sheng blamed herself and blamed herself for being an irresponsible mother.
When she wanted to hug her daughter, she found that one of her hands was still holding the branch of purple leaf bodhi tightly.
It was as though it was not a tree, but her life, all of her.
Yun Sheng was very distressed, and Ye Beiming spent a lot of effort, the two talents let her daughter let go.
The couple hurried away holding the little girl.
In the sky, the non-stop lightning flash gradually disappeared.
That purple leaf bodhi stood quietly in the wind until the next day, after the rain and the sky, there was a gorgeous rainbow in the sky.
After that day, for several days, the little girl did not show up.
Ye Lingyue knew that it was because the little girl recovered from the severe injury and was banned by the angry Yunsheng couple.
This forbidden foot has passed a full three months.
Although the purple leaf bodhi tree survived the sky-tribulation, it was also hit hard. The tree showed a tendency to wither, and withered a little.
When the Yunsheng couple finally died down, the little girl sneaked out while her father and mother were busy with government affairs.
What she saw was a purple leaf bodice that had completely withered.
The little girl cried when she saw this scene.
From day to night, she cried with red and swollen eyes.
"Yue'er, don't cry, this tree is dead, how about the mother planting another tree for you?"
When Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming came to look for their daughters, they looked very distressed when they looked at their weakened daughters.
"No, I only want Zizi, which is unique. And Zizi is not dead, it is just hibernating. It will come back to life in the spring of next year."
The little girl is not alone.
Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming had no choice but to let the little girl wait by the withered tree.
Every day thereafter, year after year, day after day, the little girl grew from seven to eight, nine, ten ...
The trees in the garden have blossomed, and as a result, the leaves have fallen, withered, and stubble after crop, but there is always a shadow, and it will appear next to the withered tree from time to time, waiting day after day With.