His voice remained deep and gentle as ever:
"Why did you come down? Where's Mingyuan?"
Luo Mingyuan cried out anxiously twice, but could not make a human sound, and stamped her feet in frustration.
flapping its wings.
Ye Guzhou found it rather strange.
Birds' brains are smaller than walnuts.
Stupid and stubborn.
That's why a monster like the Crow Crying Bird, which has lived for tens of thousands of years, couldn't recognize people and signed a blood pact with Luo Mingyuan.
But it has always looked down on Ye Guzhou, so it would never act so impatiently in front of him.
With such a girlish demeanor, it would be more accurate to call her Luo Mingyuan.
Perhaps, the Crow's Cry really can exchange consciousness with Luo Mingyuan?
This idea is a bit far-fetched.
But Ye Guzhou still tentatively asked, "Could it be that you are Mingyuan?"
Luo Mingyuan was overjoyed.
Her brother Ye loved her.
Even if she looks like this, you can still recognize her.
Luo Mingyuan was afraid that Ye Guzhou wouldn't believe her.
He nodded frantically.
Ye Guzhou couldn't believe it, his voice trembling as he said, "This... how is this possible? Write it down, write it on the ground. I can't see your eyes clearly, I don't know if you are my Mingyuan..."
Luo Mingyuan then noticed that Ye Guzhou's eyes had become cloudy.
His hatred for the Old Ancestor of Wushan grew even stronger.
She did as Ye Guzhou said and wrote her name on the ground.
Ye Guzhou's legs were crippled, and he groped his way to the feet of the crow-crying bird.
His hands trembled as he traced the scratches on the ground with his fingers.
He moved very gently, as if afraid of rubbing the writing off.
He traced the lines with his fingers, stroke by stroke, as if he were depicting the eyebrows and eyes of his beloved.
As I drew the last stroke, large tears streamed down my face.
How could you be so foolish?
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