[Comprehensive] The god judge goes to the ice and three points of sweetness

California Qingguang paused, and suddenly laughed. He asked Song Si: "You said you were very relieved, but after all, you have been watching our expedition."

Song Si refused to deny it.

California Qingguang looked at the man in front of him who was not taller than him. When this person had a cold face, he felt like a natural leader. can obey.

But when the person occasionally closes his eyes, maybe it's because it's too soft compared to when he's awake, like a child who hasn't grown up yet.

"What are you looking at?" At some point, Song Si had already stood in front of California Qingguang.

Looking up, California Qingguang could clearly see Song Si's eyes. This was the first time he looked at Song Si at such a close distance. He saw emptiness and sadness from those eyes. Apart from the coldness, there was also a strong sense of sadness. .

The feeling of the knife emblem bell touched by the master that day still remains on the fingertips and heart. Whenever I think about it, I will feel the overwhelming loneliness and I can't breathe.

California Qingguang came back to his senses, did not answer, just shook his head, and compliments came out of his mouth: "I found that the owner of our honmaru is the most beautiful in all honmaru."

Exquisite dolls, human beings have calculated their facial features, Song Si's appearance is one of the best among human beings, California Qingguang thought, if this person smiles happily, he must be very good-looking.

Song Si's expression was as usual, he just hummed briefly, as if he wasn't the one who praised him.

"Since you're staying behind at Honmaru, you'd better clean up all of Honmaru."

California Qingguang's complexion changed slightly, looking at Song Si who had already stood in the center of the talisman array, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he almost cried out.

The whole Honmaru, cleaning, such a big Honmaru, he is the only one staying here now, how long will it take to do this, besides, it is difficult to clean the dirty things into the nails.

Listening to the sound of howling ghosts and wolves behind him, Song Si sighed, and when he transformed into a spirit son, Song Si saw the person who was still howling just now smiling slightly at him.

In fact, California Qingguang is very cute when he smiles. If this kind of child is proud of being pampered, Song Si thought to himself, this will not have any sense of disobedience.

When it transformed again, Song Si stood on the roof of a courtyard, it was already late, and there were some sparkling stars hanging in the sky.

This is the first time Song Si saw the ancient Xingzi, not like the Xingzi who completely obeyed his spiritual power, nor the Xingzi who were covered by houses in the real world, it was beautiful.

Song Si sat down on the spot directly, with his hands behind his back, raised his head and quietly looked at Xingzi in front of him. Under the moonlight, his exposed neck looked extremely proud, like a bird that was about to die. Flying cranes.

"It's been a long time since I saw you." Song Si heard a surprised voice, and the familiar face under the eaves was looking at Song Si eagerly, the surprise on his face couldn't be concealed.

Song Si looked sideways and saw the child's smile, he was still so stupid: "Yeah."

Ushiwakamaru looked around and saw a ladder, his eyes lit up, he ran over with a small body, moved the ladder to the eaves where Song Si was, and climbed to the roof humming, panting child Because of excessive exercise, his face was flushed red, like a rosy glow.

Song Si did not give his attention to Niu Wakamaru, Yuan looked at the quiet sky, Niu Wakamaru looked at Song Si with big eyes, after a while, he clenched his small fists and made a decision .

He ran up to Song Si, and sat obediently beside Song Si, without saying a word, but quietly accompanied Song Si.

After all, I am still a child. Although I have experienced too many variables, I still can't hold back my words: "You are the first person who can see that line like me."

Song Si still didn't speak, but Niu Ruowan knew that this person didn't dislike his noisy, the child always subconsciously divided those who could think of him into his own territory, and kept chattering , Said all of his recent worries.

"It must be great to have a father." Niu Wakamaru said. Yesterday, he just found out that he thought he was a father in his heart, but was denied by his mother. He paused and looked at Song Si: "Your father must hate you." Be strict, so I can teach you so well."

Song Si's body was a little stiff: "I don't have a father."

The father of the puppet will never be those puppet masters. Compared with them, the children who grow up in the arms of their mothers have independent personalities. Song Si said, touching the child's head.

Ushiwakamaru felt the temperature of that person's hand, just like that person's temperament, it was very cold, Ushiwakamaru touched his little hand, it was very warm, he took the hand off his head and held it in his In the palm of his hand, he breathed hard.

The child's temperature was very high. In Song Si's feeling, he even felt a little hot. He withdrew his hand from Ushiwakamaru's hand: "Uuwakamaru, what do you want to do in the future?"

Speaking of the future, the child's eyes were round and bright: "I want to become a man, and I want to protect my mother."

What a good ideal, Song Si thought to himself, he never thought about his future, the only thing he wants to do now is to live a good life, that's all.

Ushiwakamaru stood up, took out the knife used to cut wood chips, and waved it in the air, imitating the soldiers he saw. Under the moonlight, the child began to fantasize about his rival.

"Be careful."

There was still the accumulation of night dew on the roof, Ushiwakamaru's feet were unsteady, and he staggered forward, making a huge movement, which caused a huge noise in this quiet courtyard with only candlelight.

The child snapped back to his senses, was startled, held Song Si's sleeve tightly and did not dare to let go, until he stood firmly, the guard's noisy footsteps sounded not far away, Song Si's eyes darkened, and he flew down , Niu Wakamaru waved at Song Si.

Hiding in the dark, Song Si made his breathing extremely low. It is not a good thing for Shangping Qingsheng in this situation.

Ushiwakamaru's reaction was very witty, he took out the bamboo dragonfly from his arms, and under the condemning eyes of his mother, he looked a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I just want to take back the bamboo dragonfly that my master gave me .”

When Niu Wakamaru was carried down by the guards, he saw Song Si crouching in the darkness, as if he saw a cheetah, and soon the cheetah slowly hid its figure, and could never be seen again.

Everything returned to the original tranquility. Before Song Si walked out of the corner, he felt the sound of footsteps behind him. The knife was quietly transferred from his sleeve to his hand. He quickly judged the height of the person behind him and turned around to suppress it.

Sanri Yue Zongjin, who was pressed against the wall by Song Si, was stunned, and then smiled and said, "I'm on vigil tonight, so I went to check around. I didn't expect to meet you, and your hands and feet are still so nimble."

Withdrawing the knife, Song Si looked at Sanriyue. Coincidentally, this matter hardly existed. He looked into the man's crescent-like eyes and asked, "When did you come here?"

"I came here when you first arrived here." Sanriyue Zongjin didn't hide anything, but seemed a little free and easy.

Song Si withdrew the knife in his hand, and before he could move, his hand was grabbed. The usually gentle person did something he would not do normally. He put Song Si's hand into his own, imitating Following Niu Ruowan's action just now, he breathed lightly at Song Si's hand.

Sanri Yue Zongjin's expression was very serious, as if it was a big event, but with a smile on his lips, it seemed like it was a common thing, and his hands just surrounded Song Si's hands.

When Song Si reacted, his palms were already sweating a lot: "Lead the way, go back and report the situation, the retrograde army here is not peaceful recently."

For the restless retrograde army, Song Si has always been displeased, and met a few on the road, but San Riyue didn't even hear the hoarse roar, San Riyue understood that Song Si was in a bad mood.

The family affection that Song Si had never felt before in Niu Ruowan's mouth made Song Si unhappy in his heart. Song Si was never good at words, but he needed a place to vent, so he threw all his displeasure into the battle.

When we arrived at the B&B, the sky was already slightly bright, and the sun on the horizon slowly revealed his bald head. Song Si went straight to San Riyue's room and closed the door in front of San Riyue.

"This is the old man's house." San Riyue shook her head, sighed, but she was not angry. She went to the front yard and asked the proprietress for tools to make tea. Then she sat in the front hall and felt the morning dew and the warmth of the sun. The ambiguous coldness dispelled by the brilliance.

Song Si seized the time to wake up, went back to Honmaru again and changed into a kimono before standing in the talisman array and returning to the hotel.

When the door was pushed open, Miri Yue Zongjin's eyes lit up. The light blue kimono on Song Si's body matched Song Si's immature face, which was more suitable than those dark clothes.

Song Si has always been aware of the point of doing as the Romans do, he stood in front of Sanri Yue Zongjin, took another cup, just poured tea but was snatched from the cup: "Drinking tea on an empty stomach is not good for your health." The refreshments were placed in front of Song Si.

Song Si raised his head and glanced at Sanriyue, and began to reflect on whether he had been too tempered recently, making each of the swords refuse to listen to his instructions.

"If you're thirsty, I'll specially order milk for you." Sanri Yuezong touched his chin and said with a smile, "This thing can make you grow taller."

"This kind of thing is useless to me." Song Si raised his eyes, with a little wavering in his eyes: "I won't grow taller no matter how much milk I drink."

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No!My Qing Dynasty is not dead!You look out of the window!Those are the mountains and rivers that I laid down for you!What are you doing?Let go of me, I am not crazy!Even if I didn't remind you to update!My Daqing is still there!Still there!