Agent Leng Fei: Playing with the Heartless Emperor

Chapter 252 Eleven, how old are you

Then Mo Ling said, "There is a war these days, but this place is very secret, the army dare not enter here, and it will be like being trapped in a maze in the strong wind and sand—so you can rest assured to sleep for a while—"

Wanzhi nodded, seeing that Mo Ling had changed into a thick sheep's fur with something like armor on it, Wanzhi lost her mind again, it's too far away from Su Ling——

Mo Ling looked at her in a daze, "I haven't been here these days, now I'm going to check on the enemy in person, you can stay here at ease, and call Seventh and Eleven if you have anything to do."

Although the words were still gentle, there was already the awe-inspiring look in the eyes of a general, and Wanzhi couldn't help frowning. Mo Ling turned around and saw that there seemed to be pain in her eyes, and thought, "Miao Yi will be there soon." Here, come and let her show you, besides the poison, the body is wounded—” and pregnant——

Wanzhi's heart warmed slightly when she heard this, such concern made her still hold the hope that he was Su Ling, so she hummed and raised her eyebrows into a smile.

Mo Ling turned around and left, leading a group of people into the wind and sand. At first, he was indifferent to Wanzhi in the teahouse. After paying that life back, he didn't feel anything else, but now he really put Wanzhi When she brought her back, she vaguely felt that she should be protected under his wings, and subconsciously began to pay attention to her poison that hurt her, and there was a rare concern in her heart.

After Mo Ling left, although Wanzhi was a little tired, she didn't feel sleepy, so she went out for a walk, and found that she went out to shelter from the wind on the back of the sand dunes. A majesty that belongs to the desert.

The wind fluttered, the banner was half rolled, a kind of solemnity suddenly rose in Wanzhi's heart, and Eleven followed up, "Sister-in-law, don't go there, it's the wind—"

Wanzhi smiled at him, found a place to sit down, and sat down next to her on Shishi. He thought this woman was difficult to serve, and women in legends were very delicate. This person would cry and make noises. In such a harsh environment, the expression on her brows was actually admiration.

Wanzhi suddenly turned around, "Eleventh, how old are you?"

Eleven was stunned, patted his head, "I can't remember—"

Wanzhi Wenyu smiled at him, but felt a bit shy in his heart, he seemed to be about the same age as Linfeng, and suddenly remembered that sentence, life in the desert is like grass, it is difficult to survive, they probably left everything behind.

Survival in the desert is so difficult, and the existence of this tribe is really rare. She knows that in the desert, people cannibalize people. The purpose is simple, to survive.

Looking at the flying sand all over the sky, Wanzhi's heart suddenly opened up. A kind of original calling of life was engraved in the bottom of my heart from the flying sand all over the sky. The simple and persistent survival, blood and flesh fighting, life and death are impermanent, but also for the sake of breathing in this vast world.

At this moment, Wanzhi suddenly felt that the life in her belly was also a kind of original gift, and she had been ignoring him all the time. Although she was pretending to be relaxed and indifferent to everything in her life, in the final analysis, she was still unwilling to face the past , to avoid pain and injury, this child actually represents the past, people and things that cannot be forgotten, human nature always seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, the white clothes are stained with yellow dust, gently caressing his abdomen, My child, mother is sorry for you.

When she looked up, her heart suddenly became clear. Following the yellow sand flying all over the sky, it was just a drop in the ocean, but she always cared about the small gains and losses in the grievances——

(End of this chapter)