MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 59 Flowering branches

  Chapter 59 Flowers and Branches

   succeeded.

   Xiaolan let out a sigh of relief. Although there are still many troubles in front of him, at least, he has successfully entered the realm of Hua Cong.

   "Hua Cong," Xiaolan asked Xiang Xiang tentatively, "Where are you?"

  Hua Cong gave a proud "hum", Xiao Lan Nao made up the girl's back and pretended to be angry.

  诶, etc.

  This sound is not quite right.

  This is clearly the voice of a teenage girl!

   "You have to come to me, fool!"

   Hua Cong did not bear for two seconds, and shouted to Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan looked around, "Where shall I find you? And you...how did you become a kid?"

  "Isn't it because of you?"

   Xiaolan choked, did not dare to speak.

What does    have to do with me?

   "Hey, I ask you, how old are you?"

  Hua Cong asked calmly again, the girl's mood really changed like the weather.

   "I probably..." Xiaolan recalled other people's evaluations of her own age, "I'm fifteen or sixteen, maybe."

  The voice was silent for a few seconds.

   "What is possibility, you don't know how old you are?"

"Uh…"

   Xiaolan racked his brains in an attempt to find a sentence to make himself appear less like a mentally handicapped.

   "Anyway, how old you are, how old I am," Hua Cong said heartily, "but I feel like you are more than fifteen or six years old."

  Indeed, I feel so too.

  How old is the person entering the world, and how old does the flower bush become? Is it like this?

  The flower bush facing the Taoist leader, isn't it older than the flower bush himself?

  Speaking of the long road...

   "Hua Cong, have you seen my companion?" Xiaolan asked Void, "They have four boys and two girls, and they are also looking for you."

   "I saw it," the flowers said lightly, "I can see anyone who enters my garden."

   Xiaolan pricked up her ears, and instantly became excited, also letting go of a boulder in her mind.

  At least, everyone came in.

  "Are they okay? Are they not injured?"

   "What's wrong," the flower bush bit her nose, "Do you think there is anything wrong with you?"

  The words are good, but the tone is really unpleasant.

  In any case, Xiaolan was unable to connect this girl who was keen to ridicule and ridicule with the serious, firm and somewhat tragic flowers in the letter.

  "Where are they, where should I find them?"

   Xiaolan lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, and one had to bow his head under the eaves.

   "You have to find me before you can find them."

   Xiaolan squinted, "What do you mean?"

   "I'm stupid!" Hua Cong complained loudly, "They are in another garden. You have to find me first. You can see them after you go out."

  After going out...

  Xiaolan’s brain is crazy to understand the meaning of Hua Cong.

  Each world is different, with different environments and different rules.

  Is it true that the boundaries of the flower clusters are parallel in nature, and everyone is in a different space?

  I don’t know if Xiaoyin can do anything about this rule.

   "Hua Cong, can you help me and them report peace," Xiaolan said, "They will be very worried about me."

  Of course, the main thing Xiaolan thinks is that he hopes that Xiaoyin can pass through in time after knowing that everyone is in a parallel space.

"They can't hear me again," Huatuo grumbled and complained. "Didn't I tell you at the beginning, only you can hear me. I thought you were smart, huh, you were a fool! "

  Ah, roar.

   Xiaolan was choked again.

  It seems that I cannot count on others, I can only rely on myself.

  Only then did Xiaolan think of the scarf in his arms and the hairpin in the palm of his hand, thinking that fortunately, the token is in his hand.

   "Flower Bush, I brought your scarf and hairpin," Xiaolan held up the thing, "They said, this is something you gave birth to... you used to like very much."

   Hua Cong was silent again. Every time Hua Cong was silent, Xiaolan felt trembling.

  For a long time, Youyuan's suppressed voice sounded, "Why didn't you give it to Huazhi?"

   Huazhi, which is the name of Xiaozhi?

  "She...she asked me to bring it to you." Xiaolan replied after a roundabout.

  A few seconds of silence again.

  "How are the flowers?"

  Sure enough, Hua Cong didn’t know that her sister was already...

  What happened afterwards, Hua Cong did not know.

   "She missed you very much," Xiaolan's nose was sour, "She has been looking for you, she..."

  "Who asked you this, cut..." Hua Cong pretended not to care, but the trembling in the last word betrayed her, "I asked her how is she doing and if she has any serious illnesses."

   Xiaolan hesitated for a while.

   "She...is much better, a lot stronger, maybe...maybe because I want to see you..."

   "How are she and Brother Dapeng?"

  "Okay, they also gave birth to a little boy named Tongtong, very cute and sensible..."

   "Tong Tong?"

   "Yes, it's your little nephew."

  "..."

   Xiaolan felt that the atmosphere suddenly changed a bit.

   "...is my nephew."

  　 I didn’t take the pen name, it was destined to be a stand-alone machine, it’s sad

  (End of this chapter)