Chapter 28
Chapter 28
In my mind, I carefully calculated every step at my feet, holding my breath and listening attentively to the movements around me. Ink Qing Cang every step carefully, in the heart and worried about the two little guys.
After a few turns, it seems that there is another person's breathing sound besides the wind. The sound sounds smooth and quick, but it doesn't seem like kung fu.
Are they the two little guys? Are in danger, even can be calm and not anxious?
Ink Qing Cang some doubts, think of that little girl obviously timid to death, but want to call herself "nvxia", or a confused "little nvxia".
Heart suddenly soft up, but also more worried.
Lift gas light fly, along the array eye, ink Qing Cang looking for breathing sound, soon see a small figure sitting on the ground.
Is it a boy? Why is he alone? What about the little girl?
"You alone?" Ink Qing Cang heart a sink, brow tightly wrinkly, opening to ask a way.
He came quietly and suddenly opened his mouth, which startled little ran Sheng.
"Who are you?" Little ran Sheng stood up, raised his head vigorously, and looked at Mo Qingcang warily.
He was stunned by the moonlight.
This uncle It's so beautiful! And let him inexplicable, have a kind of strange feeling.
This kind of feeling is not like the other uncles he saw, nor is it like granny Du's uncle Ge. It's just a kind of I want to be kind, but I feel nervous.
Little ran Sheng quickly waved away the emotion he shouldn't have. Seeing that the tall uncle had been looking at him coldly, but he didn't seem to feel sick, he carefully said, "are you here to save us? Can you save my sister first? She's very timid. She should be scared now. "
Sister? Ink Qing Cang's brow picked to pick, "that little wench is your younger sister?"
"Of course!" On hearing that someone doubted his relationship with his sister, little ran Sheng immediately turned pale and unhappy.
Ling'er is his favorite person, and his mother.
Without saying a word, Mo Qingcang suddenly stepped forward, picked up little ran Sheng and continued to walk along the eyes of the array.
Little ran Sheng was surprised. Although he was only five years old, he was only hugged by his mother and uncle Ge.
His mother's arms were soft and fragrant, very comfortable, but he tried not to get close, because he was afraid that he would always be infatuated with his mother's arms and lose the strength of a man.
He was the only man in the family, and he was relieved of the responsibility of protecting his mother and sister.
As for uncle ge Uncle GE's arms are tough and powerful, but little ran Sheng doesn't like them. He always feels uncomfortable. An inexplicable sense of rejection makes him dislike being held by Uncle Ge.
He always thought that he was a precocious man and would not let anyone hold him, especially men. But why did this uncle feel at ease when he held him?
Little ran Sheng wanted to repel him, but he didn't want to give up. His brows were tightly wrinkled. He thought that maybe he was afraid just now, so now he needs an arm like a mountain to find a sense of security.
It's good to be out of the peach blossom forest, and he won't have this kind of feeling that people like and hate again.
Little ran Sheng was full of wishful thinking. Suddenly, he felt that he was holding his uncle and suddenly recovered. He looked at Mo Qingcang in a puzzled way.
When he came here, the sky fell. His kung fu should be very powerful. How can he walk like a child?
Ink Qing Cang holds a child for the first time, originally feel so good! Soft and waxy, although the little boy always has a straight face and looks like a stranger, Mo Qingcang still feels that only he can protect them and make them safe.
This strong desire for protection, unlike his care for his bodyguards, is more like a call from the bottom of his heart.
This strange and strange feeling haunted him all the time. The soft feeling from his arm made his heart softer, but he still wanted to think about the eyes of the peach blossom array in his mind.
Just now a careless, the foot suddenly stepped on a round rolling thing, this just let ink Qing Cang almost fall.
This place Few people come in, what will they step on?
Mo Qingcang held little ran Sheng in one hand, bent down and picked up the thing that almost made him lose his manners in front of the little guy, and looked at it in the Moonlight: a withered carrot!
Little ran Sheng also recognized this. Isn't this carrot the one that ling'er stole from the kitchen tonight?
"This is what ling'er is going to bring to her mother. Ling'er must be around here!" Little ran Sheng couldn't stay in Mo ran Sheng's arms and began to struggle to get down.
"Be honest with me!" Mo ran Sheng didn't expect that when this soft little guy struggled, he was still strong, and his muscles and bones It's a pity that I haven't been a monk since I was so old.
Thinking that his sister was still alone in the dark forest, Mo Qingcang didn't let little ran Sheng calm down even though he was scolded coldly. On the contrary, he was even more anxious."Ling'er is timid. I'm going to protect her!" Little ran Sheng said and kicked Mo Qingcang.
Mo Qingcang's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. This little bastard dared to kick him! It's so bad. If it's not for his sister's sake, Mo Qingcang really seems to keep this little thing here, so that he can feel the danger here!
"If you don't want your sister to die here, be honest with me!" Mo Qingcang's voice is even lower and colder. Little ran Sheng just wants to continue to struggle. Suddenly he hears that ling'er will die here. He immediately calms down and doesn't move. His eyes are round and bright, but they don't have the calm and friendly eyes just now. On the contrary, they are alert and strange, and a little resentful.
Mo Qingcang pursed his thin lips. He didn't have time to tangle this now. The little girl hasn't found it yet. It's always dangerous. He must find another little guy as soon as possible.
The path in the peach blossom forest is still winding. Mo Qingcang walks most of the forest along the eye of the array. Not far away, there is a faint cry, which comes into my ears with the night wind.
Mo Qingcang's steps, after identifying the direction, flew up with little ran Sheng in his arms and went straight to the faint cry.
Suddenly, ran Sheng was so frightened that he grasped Mo Qingcang's skirt subconsciously.
Mo Qingcang's heart and body became stiff, and he felt that he was dependent and seeking protection splendid!
Ear cry more and more clear, ink Qing Cang know the danger, a heart tightly grasp. Because of his worry, little ran Sheng even breathed quickly.
"It's ling'er!" As soon as their eyes turned, they finally saw the scene in front of them, and their faces suddenly changed!
After a few turns, it seems that there is another person's breathing sound besides the wind. The sound sounds smooth and quick, but it doesn't seem like kung fu.
Are they the two little guys? Are in danger, even can be calm and not anxious?
Ink Qing Cang some doubts, think of that little girl obviously timid to death, but want to call herself "nvxia", or a confused "little nvxia".
Heart suddenly soft up, but also more worried.
Lift gas light fly, along the array eye, ink Qing Cang looking for breathing sound, soon see a small figure sitting on the ground.
Is it a boy? Why is he alone? What about the little girl?
"You alone?" Ink Qing Cang heart a sink, brow tightly wrinkly, opening to ask a way.
He came quietly and suddenly opened his mouth, which startled little ran Sheng.
"Who are you?" Little ran Sheng stood up, raised his head vigorously, and looked at Mo Qingcang warily.
He was stunned by the moonlight.
This uncle It's so beautiful! And let him inexplicable, have a kind of strange feeling.
This kind of feeling is not like the other uncles he saw, nor is it like granny Du's uncle Ge. It's just a kind of I want to be kind, but I feel nervous.
Little ran Sheng quickly waved away the emotion he shouldn't have. Seeing that the tall uncle had been looking at him coldly, but he didn't seem to feel sick, he carefully said, "are you here to save us? Can you save my sister first? She's very timid. She should be scared now. "
Sister? Ink Qing Cang's brow picked to pick, "that little wench is your younger sister?"
"Of course!" On hearing that someone doubted his relationship with his sister, little ran Sheng immediately turned pale and unhappy.
Ling'er is his favorite person, and his mother.
Without saying a word, Mo Qingcang suddenly stepped forward, picked up little ran Sheng and continued to walk along the eyes of the array.
Little ran Sheng was surprised. Although he was only five years old, he was only hugged by his mother and uncle Ge.
His mother's arms were soft and fragrant, very comfortable, but he tried not to get close, because he was afraid that he would always be infatuated with his mother's arms and lose the strength of a man.
He was the only man in the family, and he was relieved of the responsibility of protecting his mother and sister.
As for uncle ge Uncle GE's arms are tough and powerful, but little ran Sheng doesn't like them. He always feels uncomfortable. An inexplicable sense of rejection makes him dislike being held by Uncle Ge.
He always thought that he was a precocious man and would not let anyone hold him, especially men. But why did this uncle feel at ease when he held him?
Little ran Sheng wanted to repel him, but he didn't want to give up. His brows were tightly wrinkled. He thought that maybe he was afraid just now, so now he needs an arm like a mountain to find a sense of security.
It's good to be out of the peach blossom forest, and he won't have this kind of feeling that people like and hate again.
Little ran Sheng was full of wishful thinking. Suddenly, he felt that he was holding his uncle and suddenly recovered. He looked at Mo Qingcang in a puzzled way.
When he came here, the sky fell. His kung fu should be very powerful. How can he walk like a child?
Ink Qing Cang holds a child for the first time, originally feel so good! Soft and waxy, although the little boy always has a straight face and looks like a stranger, Mo Qingcang still feels that only he can protect them and make them safe.
This strong desire for protection, unlike his care for his bodyguards, is more like a call from the bottom of his heart.
This strange and strange feeling haunted him all the time. The soft feeling from his arm made his heart softer, but he still wanted to think about the eyes of the peach blossom array in his mind.
Just now a careless, the foot suddenly stepped on a round rolling thing, this just let ink Qing Cang almost fall.
This place Few people come in, what will they step on?
Mo Qingcang held little ran Sheng in one hand, bent down and picked up the thing that almost made him lose his manners in front of the little guy, and looked at it in the Moonlight: a withered carrot!
Little ran Sheng also recognized this. Isn't this carrot the one that ling'er stole from the kitchen tonight?
"This is what ling'er is going to bring to her mother. Ling'er must be around here!" Little ran Sheng couldn't stay in Mo ran Sheng's arms and began to struggle to get down.
"Be honest with me!" Mo ran Sheng didn't expect that when this soft little guy struggled, he was still strong, and his muscles and bones It's a pity that I haven't been a monk since I was so old.
Thinking that his sister was still alone in the dark forest, Mo Qingcang didn't let little ran Sheng calm down even though he was scolded coldly. On the contrary, he was even more anxious."Ling'er is timid. I'm going to protect her!" Little ran Sheng said and kicked Mo Qingcang.
Mo Qingcang's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. This little bastard dared to kick him! It's so bad. If it's not for his sister's sake, Mo Qingcang really seems to keep this little thing here, so that he can feel the danger here!
"If you don't want your sister to die here, be honest with me!" Mo Qingcang's voice is even lower and colder. Little ran Sheng just wants to continue to struggle. Suddenly he hears that ling'er will die here. He immediately calms down and doesn't move. His eyes are round and bright, but they don't have the calm and friendly eyes just now. On the contrary, they are alert and strange, and a little resentful.
Mo Qingcang pursed his thin lips. He didn't have time to tangle this now. The little girl hasn't found it yet. It's always dangerous. He must find another little guy as soon as possible.
The path in the peach blossom forest is still winding. Mo Qingcang walks most of the forest along the eye of the array. Not far away, there is a faint cry, which comes into my ears with the night wind.
Mo Qingcang's steps, after identifying the direction, flew up with little ran Sheng in his arms and went straight to the faint cry.
Suddenly, ran Sheng was so frightened that he grasped Mo Qingcang's skirt subconsciously.
Mo Qingcang's heart and body became stiff, and he felt that he was dependent and seeking protection splendid!
Ear cry more and more clear, ink Qing Cang know the danger, a heart tightly grasp. Because of his worry, little ran Sheng even breathed quickly.
"It's ling'er!" As soon as their eyes turned, they finally saw the scene in front of them, and their faces suddenly changed!