The good seeds under the heavy weight of layers of snow stretched out tender buds, and their strangled throats greedily swallowed the fresh air in big gulps.

The shackled and underdeveloped wings stretched out completely.

Something is detaching itself little by little.

The little fat boy felt light all over, so he used many words to describe this unforgettable feeling.

The seed finally saw the light of day again, the strangled throat was able to swallow, and the imprisoned wings stretched out again.

It’s not enough, it’s really not enough.

He felt like he had jumped into an ancient cold pond, completely relieving his high fever that had lasted for several months.

The restraints on my body seemed to disappear.

He seemed to have become the unrestrained wind, walking lightly through time.

"Woo-woo-woo" It was elongated, like the cry of a hanged person.

The fat baby who was sleeping soundly was still immersed in the feeling of relief, and the noisy sound made him cover his ears tightly.

"Woo——" The hoarse and shrill echo continued to echo.

"Don't cry..." Let him sleep a little longer. Yuer hasn't had such a comfortable sleep for a long time.

It's like there's nothing to worry about.

The crying suddenly stopped, and the little fat boy relaxed his brows, thinking that he could fall into a deep sleep.

A sharp sound pierced the sky, and the crying sounded like someone scratching and scratching at stone slabs and crystals with long nails.

He couldn't sleep any longer and sat up irritably: "Why are you crying?"

The little guy rubbed his eyes with both hands. He had a sweet dream but was woken up. No one wants to experience this.

If it were anyone else, they would have dragged the person away and executed him immediately.

He just asked impatiently, even lowering his voice.

No one spoke, not even a breath.

There was only the rustling of fabric.

"Oh! Don't cry in the future. If your friends see you, you will definitely get a few beatings." Thinking that the other person was scared, the little fat boy patted his face and comforted him softly.

A ray of sunlight streamed onto the couch from the corridor, bringing warmth.

The little fat boy subconsciously dodged, but found that he was not hot at all, and even a little cold.

Fortunately, there were two quilts on the couch, and he shivered and crawled into the quilt.

After a long time, a head popped out with its aho-hair sticking up.

He searched around with his hazy eyes, but didn't see a single palace servant. The little fat boy's hair stood on end. Wasn't there someone crying just now?

The fat boy was fully conscious and wanted to call the palace servants, so he habitually looked at the system panel.

Completing tasks to stay alive and seeing where the gray marks spread are what he does every day.

With a thought, the panel will unfold.

The little fat boy thought about it several times, but the system seemed to have disappeared and there was no response.

The spreading gray marks and the huge countdown all disappeared.

“!”

"?"

Is the fish dreaming? Where's my system? Such a huge system!

His eyes were wide open and he was groping around like a blind man.

In the darkness, there seemed to be an unnoticeable existence whispering:

From now on, nothingness will never find your trace again.

You jump out of the river of time and turn into the sea. The abundant water flow is enough for you to go anywhere. At the new starting point, you transform into another river of time.

Low whispers and loud sighs.

The little fat boy felt dizzy, as if his head was filled with things that made him unable to think.

It's similar to what Ding Ding said, but...

The fat baby sat on the couch with a red face. He didn't understand anything!

But there was one thing he was sure of, no high fever, no system, no trace of ash.

Does this mean that he can live for a very long time?

Well, one hundred years is too exaggerated. Yu'er lived to be ninety-nine, holding hands with Xiaoyuan.

The little fat boy wanted to jump a few times on the bed to vent his excited and full heart.

Oh my god, Yu'er doesn't have to do any tasks anymore.

Could this be just a dream? A crisp slapping sound was heard, and the little fat boy slapped himself hard on the face.

His chubby cheeks turned red in an instant.

The pain came, but the fat baby rolled around on the bed with a red face.

In fact, if you don’t want any gray marks, just do the task. The fish won’t mind at all.

Suddenly, I don’t have to worry about anything. I just need to be my grandmother’s fat fish, my father’s emperor, and my mother’s darling.

Days like this are so happy!

The little fat boy was almost dying of happiness. If emotions could be materialized, sweet syrup would be constantly oozing out of his body at this moment.

Like a drop of sugar on hot coals, it sizzles and churns endlessly.

Use the loudest voice to convey your sweetness.

The little guy was tired from rolling around, so he collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.

That’s great, Dad doesn’t have to worry about the fish anymore.

The fat baby thought happily that he was going to give Xiao Yuan a surprise.

Go find Xiao Yuan now? No, no, he hasn't realized his mistake yet.

The little fellow with curved eyebrows tilted his legs up, and suddenly he started to feel dizzy.

What's that dark mass over there? Is it a ghost? So the fish is still dreaming?

Under his horrified eyes, a pitch-black mass floated right above him.

In the swirling black fog, two scarlet streaks suddenly appeared. "Woo——"

The little fat boy was so scared that his heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly covered his head with the quilt, and his whole body was shaking.

"Cub——"

Darkness spoke.

A familiar voice was heard, and the anti-fraud guide instilled in the little fat boy's mind by 1002 was forgotten.

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