"Oh, little tree, why do you make yourself so big? Hurry up and make it smaller!"
Hearing the news, he turned his head and looked at the WAN Huan Ling silk of overlord Lei Ling tree. He was also scared and hurried.
"Yes, little tree, hurry up and be small."
Overlord Muling flower used two small leaves to hold her, leaving only a flower the size of a quail egg. She was full of complacency, "look, how small and lovely I am. Even if I move, it is not easy to be noticed."
The overlord Lei Ling tree, which has shrunk into a seedling state, "..." these guys, do you want it to change back to the rhythm of seeds?
But the problem is, it doesn't have this skill!
However, without changing back to seed skills, it can only pretend to be a small sapling that has just sprouted and grown and has not possessed wisdom.
"Look, look, the little guy is caught crying and hawing!"
"Ah... Poor little fellow."
"The little guy has been with wailing haw for a long time. Will he also cry haw?"
"Should, should not? Didn't the little guy say he wouldn't cry? "
"The little guy is so strong that he won't be infected by that terrible crying and hawing two legged monster."
"Yes, definitely not!"
At the thought that Liang Yule might become another little crying and hawing two legged monster, the seven of the pagodas immediately couldn't control their own shaking. It was a shudder!
Liang Yule, who is worried by the seven of the Jinta, is now answering Lu Yixun's question with a pure face.
"Little tower, they remembered that they had important things to do, so they left."
Liang Yule children's face is not red and their heart is not jumping. They help Jinta seven find an excuse.
After being tortured, tortured, treated, and even several times of life and death, he could not really maintain a pure heart like other eight or nine year old children, otherwise he could not walk out of his father's Prince's house alive.
Of course, he cherishes those who are good to him.
Because he has been tortured and abused for many years, he knows that others' kindness to him is the most precious.
"Well..."
After listening to Liang Yule's explanation, Lu Yixun's reddish eyes didn't overflow tears, but he still felt a little wronged, "but it's too coincidental. I'm looking for them."
Liang Yule blinked and automatically ignored the words in front of her, "what's the matter with my sister looking for Lord xiaota? I can tell you. "
At the moment, Liang Yule is like a real eight or nine year old child, which is difficult to alert people.
However, Lu Yixun shook his head after thinking about it, "I, I want to talk to them myself."
"Oh, all right."
Liang Yule, who was rejected, was not disappointed, but seemed more clever. "Sister, if there's nothing else, I'll go first?"
With that, Liang Yule waved a small hand to Lu Yixun and was about to turn around and leave.
"Wait."
When Liang Yule turned away, Lu Yixun noticed the small and exquisite silver wings on his back.
The wings are not big. From the front of Liang Yule, they are just blocked.
"What are your wings made of? How lovely. "
Lu Yixun's eyes were full of love when she looked at the small silver wings. Obviously, she liked the small wings very much.
Noticing Lu Yixun's favorite eyes, Liang Yule showed a shy and happy smile, "this pair of wings came from a spirit tool. I don't know what to refine."