Douro Continent

Chapter 287 Xiao Wu: Brother, comb my hair (Part 2)

Xiao Wu sat next to Tang San, her feet swinging gently, her hands resting on the log beneath her, her face upturned, appearing even more charming under the starlight and moonlight.

Half a year has passed. The intense training and ample nutrition have brought about changes in the Shrek Seven Devils, who are all in their developmental stage. Tang San's height has now slightly surpassed Xiao Wu's, reaching nearly 1.8 meters. Xiao Wu is also the tallest of the three girls, reaching an astonishing 1.75 meters. Tang San has only just turned fourteen, while Xiao Wu is still a little short of turning fourteen.

Tang San's shoulders were a bit broader than before, but he still looked quite ordinary, with a reserved gaze. If the seven Shrek Seven Devils walked together, he would definitely be the least noticeable one.

Dai Mubai often teased him, saying that the least noticeable thing is the most dangerous.

"Xiao Wu, it's getting late, go back and rest. We're leaving tomorrow." Tang San nudged Xiao Wu beside him with his shoulder.

Xiao Wu nodded gently, picked up the horizontal 'Acacia Heartbreak Red' from her lap, gazed at the shimmering petals, brought it to her lips and lightly kissed it, inhaling the faint fragrance that only she could perceive, and said, "Brother, I haven't reached level forty yet, are you very disappointed?"

Tang San smiled slightly, "How could that be? Your cultivation speed is already faster than I imagined. If everyone hadn't consumed the immortal herbs, your cultivation speed would probably surpass mine. Not to mention the others. Xiao Wu, cultivation must proceed step by step; you must not be too hasty. Otherwise, if you were to suffer a qi deviation due to impatience, it would be a huge problem. You must remember your brother's words and absolutely cannot let anything happen to you. Our overall strength is already very strong, so you don't need to think too much. Before long, you too will be able to reach level forty. I can assure you that if you were willing to consume this Acacia Heartbreak Red, your soul power would surpass everyone else's and reach the strongest level among us."

Xiao Wu giggled, jumped up, and said, "Don't worry, I won't hold everyone back. Brother, what kind of spirit beast are you planning to hunt this time?"

Tang San said, "Who can say for sure? Although we have several options, the specific situation depends on our luck. Whoever encounters a suitable spirit beast will hunt it. Since none of our spirit beasts are similar, there's bound to be one that suits us."

Xiao Wu nodded and said, "I hope everyone's luck will be good. Brother, could you help me comb my hair? It's a bit messy."

Tang San was taken aback. "Comb your hair?" This was the first time Xiao Wu had ever asked him for such a request. "But won't your hair get messy if you go back to sleep?"

Xiao Wu stuck her tongue out at Tang San, "You're so stupid! Couldn't you have just kept cultivating until tomorrow morning after we got back?"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu took a comb from her bosom and handed it to Tang San.

It was a wooden comb. It looked very ordinary, but the wood was of very good quality. The wood grain on the deep purple comb was very fine. It was hard and tough to the touch, and a faint woody fragrance emanated from it.

If Tang San didn't possess the Purple Demon Eye, which allows him to see even the smallest details in the dark, he too would have thought the comb was black.

It was precisely because even the Mustard Seed Realm of the Purple Demon Eye could not find any flaws in its wood that he was surprised.

"The wood of this comb is really nice!" Tang San couldn't help but say.

Xiao Wu nodded, a hint of something in her eyes. "This was a gift from my mother. She made it herself, carved from the finest sandalwood. Although it has no decorations, it's the last thing my mother left me."

Tang San had never heard Xiao Wu mention her family before. When he suddenly heard her mention her mother, his heart skipped a beat. When he looked at Xiao Wu, he could clearly see something glistening in her beautiful eyes.

Xiao Wu raised her hand to gather her scorpion braid, untying the pink ribbon at the bottom. Her eyes remained fixed on Tang San. Her left hand held the braid, while her right hand slowly combed it from the roots. The black hair, originally braided, gradually spread out under her five fingers, like a black waterfall extending.

Bathed in the light of the stars and moon, Tang San was mesmerized as he watched Xiao Wu's braids gently drape before her. Xiao Wu was truly beautiful at that moment; the stars and moon seemed to have become mere embellishments. She alone was the center of this magnificent scene.

Xiao Wu gave Tang San a deep look, and as her braids loosened, she slowly turned around. When the last knot in her braids was gently untied, her head swayed slightly, and her smooth black hair trembled, completely covering her delicate body.

Her long, black, silky hair reached down to the ground, at least a foot long, gently brushing against the logs beneath her feet. At this moment, Xiao Wu seemed to have become one with the night, and from Tang San's direction, all that could be seen was that captivating blackness.

Perhaps because it had taken too long to braid her hair, her long hair had come loose and was in large waves, swaying gently with Xiao Wu's movements.

"Xiao Wu, you are so beautiful." Tang San couldn't help but blurt out.

Xiao Wu had her back to Tang San, but tears were already silently streaming down her face because she was thinking of her mother.

"Brother, help me comb my hair." Xiao Wu's voice was soft, trembling slightly, carrying a hint of fear and anticipation. She waited quietly.

Tang San then realized what was happening and quietly stepped forward, as if afraid of disturbing the black waterfall under the stars and moon, and quietly came behind Xiao Wu.

With her left hand, she carefully gathered up Xiao Wu's long black hair, which still carried the warmth of her body, while with her right hand, she gently placed the sandalwood comb down, slowly combing through her beautiful hair.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted from her hair. The scent was familiar to Tang San; it wasn't the smell of women's rouge, because Tang San knew Xiao Wu never used such things. It certainly wasn't the fragrance of the Acacia Heartbreak Red, because that was a scent only Xiao Wu could smell.

What kind of picture is this at this moment?

A stunningly beautiful girl stood quietly in front of the wooden house, surrounded by a tranquil forest. The sky was filled with shy stars and the moon. In her hands, she gently held a beautiful flower. Behind her, a seemingly foolish boy was using a deep purple comb to gently comb her long, soft hair that reached the ground.

Tang San was mesmerized, repeatedly performing the same actions. Xiao Wu was also mesmerized, her eyes reflecting the sadness of the past.

……

"Mom, this comb is so pretty! How come it's made of purple wood?" A sweet voice echoed through the mountains and forests.

"Silly girl, this comb was made by your mother from sandalwood. Now that you've made your choice, I'm giving it to you. In the future, if you truly find a man you love, let him comb your hair with this comb. A woman's hair can only be combed by one man in her lifetime. I wish you all the best. I hope that one day you will find the man with whom you can entrust your long hair."

……

"Mom, do you know? I've found it." A faint smile appeared on her tear-streaked face. As the man behind her combed her long hair, her gaze fell on the bright moon. The bright moonlight seemed to be her mother's smile.

Her long hair swayed gently under the comb, shimmering with soft light. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and neither Tang San nor Xiao Wu wanted to disturb the tranquility.

Early morning, at the gates of Shrek Academy.

Flander, Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji, and the Master stood in front of the academy, looking at the seven spirited children before them, their hearts filled with pride.

Level 40 is a level that most Soul Masters reach around the age of 30, and that's only for Soul Masters with a certain level of talent.

These children, the oldest being only seventeen and the youngest not even fourteen, have already reached this level.

While some miracles did occur, what's more important is the astonishing talent of these little monsters.

And how could Flanders and the others, as their discoverers, not feel proud?

Ning Rongrong nudged Xiao Wu from behind and whispered, "Xiao Wu, why is your braid a little crooked?"

Xiao Wu blushed and her eyes unconsciously drifted to Tang San beside her. Although Tang San's hearing was not as good as his eyesight, it was still quite good. Ning Rongrong was right next to him and Xiao Wu, so Tang San naturally heard what she said. At this moment, he was also looking at Xiao Wu with an embarrassed expression. Their eyes met in the air, and they both quickly looked away.

(End of this chapter)