Chapter 4390

The tree has been struggling for two days. It has never been out of this state of soul and body. It is a little worried for a while.

What is the situation?

If it's in a dream, but she actually seems to be a spectator, floating around after her previous life.

If it's not in a dream, all these things in front of us are too realistic.

The sun goes up and the sun goes down, and autumn comes to winter.

Counting the days, she seems to have been following her previous life for four months.

In the past four months, it has been hard for her to witness her own life again.

Watching her walk down the ground, I couldn't help exercising. I stumbled and fell again and again, and then stood up and fell again.

Up to now, she has been able to walk steadily.

Ten thousand year old shark bead is in the former body, as if it is not as resilient as this life.

The tree thought to himself: probably the seal of the shark bead was only torn a little bit in his previous life, and not much power flowed out.

Where is it like her in this life? When she was fighting against the black dragon at the bottom of the river, the seal was completely broken!

"Feed your face. Look here. Where are your eyes?" At the gate of the courtyard, the clear voice of the young people suddenly sounded.

The tree turned and saw the boy in black, who was transformed by the stupid dragon, standing in front of the pavilion door, under a pear tree that had not bloomed for a long time, his eyes bent and looked at him with a smile.

His face looked at him expressionless. His long hair was spread out. He was slightly brushed away in the cold wind. He was dressed in plain snow and light clothes. There was no wave in his eyes.

The trees are a bit dazed at a time.

[how can this feeling of looking at the mirror be so weird. ]

[looking at her is like seeing my own face paralyzed. ]

the arbor subconsciously reached out and touched his little face.

[it turns out that I've been paralyzed for two lifetimes? ]

"is this your sword?" He came running and gave her an old purple black sword.

Although the limbs of the previous life recovered well, it was obviously impossible to hold such a heavy sword.

So

The tree saw that the sword "bang" fell from her arms to the ground and hit the mud.

Zixiao Lei long curled his mouth, bent over and picked up the sword, patted the soil on it, whispered, "what are you doing with such a heavy sword, a girl's family?"

The tree floated in front of them, reaching out to touch his sword, with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes.

This sword was once turned out of the dead body by her.

In her previous life, she followed her all the time and killed countless corpses and puppets. In the end, she was too blunt to cut anything, but she still wanted to.

Everything has changed so much in this life that even if she has tried her best to find it, she may not be able to.

So, at first, she didn't want to look for it.

Some things, some things, in their own mind will be enough to comfort, do not have to find everything perfect.

"Here you are." The young man pushed the sword into her arms. "Such a heavy sword, I'll let the weapon refiner help you refine it later."

"No need."

Zixiao Lei long blinked and suddenly jumped up, "are you talking to me?"

Oh, is it God's eyes today?

You should know that the master asked him to protect his face. He would come to the yard to walk around without any incident. He didn't know how much he said to her. She never responded.

A lot of times, teenagers are going to be autistic.

"Dumb mouth, iron tree blossoms."