Chapter 711

Murong Zhi couldn't help but think back to the past, that is, his days in Dashan Village four years ago, his memory is a little fuzzy, but the figures of Shaman and Shaqin are clearly engraved in his mind.

Memories went all the way to the end, and Murong Zhi found that in the end, only the little girl who had been timidly following behind him like a little tail, and her innocent but innocent smile remained.

Murong Zhi recalled that those hands that were originally hesitant, unexpectedly hugged the person in his arms tightly inadvertently, as if they wanted to embed her into his soul.

"Brother Ah Zhi, brother Ah Zhi's..."

It seemed that Murong Zhi finally pulled himself back from the memories when he heard a muffled voice coming from his arms, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a small face of aggrieved.

The thin and fleshless little face in my memory has become much fleshier, and the unhealthy sallowness before has disappeared, replaced by a healthy whiteness.

The eyes that were already very big were also sparkling at this time, probably because they had just cried, with a trace of moisture, making people feel pity in their hearts when they looked at them.

Murong Zhi didn't expect that after four years of seeing each other, this little girl had changed, she became more and more beautiful.

But he was also wondering, this little girl has changed so much, how did he just take a quick glance and identified it as her?

"Brother Ah Zhi..." Sha Qin's face flushed a little, eyes still glistening with tears looked at him, and he pulled the front of his shirt with his right hand.

"What's wrong?" Murong Zhi asked, with a soft voice that he didn't realize.

"You hug me so tightly, I can hardly breathe!" Shaqin's voice came from his arms muffled.

Murong Zhi's head froze for a moment, and then he let go of his hand reflexively.

Shaqin took a deep breath and only managed to catch his breath a little.

Murong Zhi looked at her somewhat uncomfortable look, he couldn't help showing guilt, his pretty brows were slightly frowned.

He wanted to step forward to pat her on the back, but just as he took a step, he suddenly stopped as if he had thought of something!
But when he looked at Sha Qin's delicate, red face, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was very pretty. With the same red face, why wasn't his younger sister Murong Feng so pretty?
This question seems to be very profound, and Murong Zhi has not yet been able to get along with the answer.

At this time, the crowd suddenly surged again, Murong Zhi was afraid that Sha Qin would be hit, so he instinctively led her towards him.

Unable to guard against it, Shaqin crashed into his arms all at once.

This is the second one that Shaqin came into contact with besides his father
"By the way, Qin'er, why are you here!" Murong Zhi remembered the crucial question only now.

Sha Qin bit her lower lip lightly, blinked her moist eyes, and told Murong Zhi about what happened to their family after Murong Zhi left.

The more Murong Zhi listened, the more surprised he became, until in the end, his mouth that was widened by surprise could hold an egg.

"You mean, the Donghuangsheng is Shaman? And you are the little princess Donghuangqin?"

Murong Zhi really couldn't believe it, but when he thought about it, he felt like that was the case. No wonder he felt so familiar when he saw that Donghuangsheng, so she was Shaman.

But why doesn't she recognize herself?Murong Zhi thought about it, probably it was because the occasion was inconvenient.

(End of this chapter)

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