Chapter 623

The battle of the human demon lasted for thousands of years, and the protoss did not intervene at all. I think it seems very interesting.

Some gods even bet on which side will win the final war.

In the case of daily war, in a small village, which is also located at the border of Terran territory and demon territory, there is a small piece of wild bamboo forest in the backyard of a scavenging boy.

It was the season of bamboo shoots. One day, as usual in spring, an 11-year-old boy went to dig bamboo shoots.

Digging, the little boy had a good harvest. There were a lot of baskets. When the little boy wiped his sweat and wanted to go home, under a green bamboo, a little girl in a green dress lay on her side.

Go over and squat next to the little girl.

The little girl is very cute. She is carved like a porcelain doll with long green hair scattered on her shoulders.

Although the hair color is different from ordinary people, there is no sense of disobedience, as if the girl's hair color should be.

The little boy's little hand wiped the clean place on his body for fear of soiling the girl's white, tender and flawless skin.

He poked the little girl's face with his index finger, which was as smooth as an egg he couldn't eat several times a year.

Poking and poking, the little boy's cheeks are red. She's really cute.

"Hey, wake up... Wake up..."

The little boy held the little girl's weak shoulder and pushed it gently.

However, the little boy shook the incense for less than half of the time, but he didn't wake up the little girl in the end.

But her slightly swollen chest fluctuated up and down.

After thinking about it, the little boy put down his basket, carried the little girl to his dilapidated courtyard, and then turned back to carry his bamboo shoots back.

Cover the little girl with a quilt. The little boy who has never taken care of others clumsily feeds her. Every time he pries open her mouth, the little boy always blushes inexplicably.

Work for the adults in the village in the morning, come back to take care of the little girl at noon, go down to work, and come back to take care of the little girl in the evening.

In the evening, there was only one bed and a pile of quilts in the shabby hut, so the little boy thought about it. Every time he washed himself in the river and then got into the quilt.

It's warm every time you get into bed. Maybe this is what adults often say to warm the bed

One day, when the little boy woke up with the rise of the sun, the first thing in front of the little boy was not the lovely and quiet sleeping face of the girl, but the big blinking eyes of the little girl.

The little girl woke up and looked at the little boy with big eyes.

The little girl lay on her side, not afraid, but curious in her eyes.

The four eyes are opposite. When the little girl looks at her like this, she blushes a little.

"You... What's your name..."

The little boy quickly sat up and asked nervously.

"Name..." the girl in the turquoise dress also sat on the head of the bed, frowning, "I can't remember..."

"Well..."

The little boy scratched his head, turned over and got out of bed. He took out a book called "book" from the cabinet.

The book was given to the little boy by a traveler.

The traveler called himself a scholar and a monk.

In this era of war, the little boy didn't know what the friar named scholar was, but he also heard from the village head's grandfather that he seemed to be a very powerful person.

"Choose one. If you don't have a name, it's very troublesome."

The little boy spread out the books in front of the little girl.

"What words do you like?"

In fact, the little boy didn't know any words, but she thought they were good-looking. If she didn't know them, she would go back and ask the village head grandpa how to read them.

Reading the book, the girl in the blue dress finally put the book in front of the little boy.

A pair of big eyes looked at his appearance, as if to say: "you choose..."

"I choose..."

The little boy scratched his head, and his fingers finally stopped in the line "leaning on the king in the world".

"Qing Jun, is it called Qing Jun? What do you think? "

The little girl thought, whispered on both sides of her mouth, happily nodded her head and narrowed her eyes into two beautiful crescent moons.

"Yes."

The word "Qing Jun" has become the name of a girl.

In this small mountain village, the youth life with company is a little hope.

For teenagers, every day's life seems to have reliance for the first time.

In the process of getting along, Jiang Feng and Qing Jun once went to the mountain to pick wild vegetables. Jiang Feng accidentally fell off the slope and broke his leg. At that time, Qing Jun put his skirt in the past and stroked Jiang Feng's lower leg with his small hand. Under the faint fluorescence, Jiang Feng's injury soon improved.

At this time, Jiang Feng knew that Qing Jun was not a man, but a demon as adults said, so he asked Qing Jun not to use Demon power in front of anyone.

Two people eat and sleep together. It turns out that happiness is a very simple thing.

One day, when someone in the village got married, Jiang Feng took Qingjun to rub rice.

Looking at the bride dressed in red and covered with red, Qing Jun's eyes lit up.

On the way home, even back home, Qingjun was silent, and Jiang Feng didn't know why.

"Jiang Feng."

"Huh?"

Sitting on a small wooden stool, the two put their little feet into the hot water basin.

"I want to be your bride." Raised his head, Qingjun said seriously.

However, the 11-year-old boy didn't understand these things, but he wanted it and promised his own chance.

"Yes."

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Feng nodded.

"Well, pull the hook."

"Well, draw the hook."

Two little hands pull each other together and tell the most pure and beautiful story.

But one day, the battle of human demons broke out again and spread to this small mountain village. The small mountain village was destroyed, and the place where Jiang Feng and Qing Jun lived disappeared all day.

In the process of escape, they met the demon clan.

Seeing the Terran Jiang Lin, the demon clan will kill Jiang Feng. Even if he is a child, he will kill him in a hurry.

For the first time, the disgusting feeling of blood on her hands made the girl vomit again and again, but she still managed to resist the disgust in her heart and kept running with Jiang Feng.

But in the end, Qingjun was caught up.

The first Banshee appreciated Qing Jun and said that as long as she was willing to go with her, she could let the little boy go.

Looking at Jiang Feng who was knocked unconscious in his arms, Qingjun agreed.

When Jiang Feng woke up, Qing Jun had left.

Jiang Feng kept looking, but he couldn't find it.

Finally, when Jiang Feng was hungry and cold, a woman with a long sword stood beside Jiang Feng.

"What's your name?"

The woman with golden eyes asked.

"Jiang Feng." The woman smiled, "the river of the river, the maple of the maple? I like your name. "