Please, Lord God

Ling Yun looks up slightly to see the direction of the gate, but the master has not come back yet. Now the rain god is quarreling to leave again. What if he meets him?

"I'm not drunk. I can continue to drink with rain god. Besides, I'm happy to accompany you. I'll continue to accompany you when master comes back. That's not better." Ling Yunqiang stood up, but he didn't smile.

"Ha ha ha, rain god, let you wait for a long time..." Sword Fairy big step meteor came from the door.

"Ha ha ha, let me wait!" As soon as the Rain God saw that the Sword Fairy was coming, he felt that his interest suddenly rose.

Lingyun but relieved, strong support of the body up salute, "you go back to rest, things are done." Although Ling Yun was a little dizzy, he could still feel master's joy.

After saying goodbye to rain god, he unconsciously goes to Yaoshan

Yaoshan is full of flowers and beautiful grass. The charming fragrance overflows all over the sky. Lingyun stumbles through a cluster of flowers. Yaoshan is the best place to breed immortals. Therefore, every grass, every flower and every tree is in full bloom.

"Bodhi, I've come to see you." Ling Yun, who has long been supported by a heavy head and heavy feet, finally lies down under the tree of Bodhi. When Ling Yun feels lonely and wants to talk to Bodhi, he will come here.

Wine strength came one after another, Ling Yun was a little overwhelmed, slowly closed his eyes... As if he heard the voice of Bodhi.

"Brother Lingyun... Brother Lingyun," in front of him, Bodhi turns into a human figure, which is no different from Su Xiaoxiao. Bodhi runs and thinks about Lingyun.

Ling Yun looks at Bodhi excitedly. When they get close to each other, Ling Yun hugs Bodhi, "you're back, you're finally back, Bodhi."

"What nonsense brother Lingyun said? I've been here with you all the time! How can I leave you? Look, this is a hat I made for you with Bodhi leaves. Do you like it? "

In his hand, Bodhi was holding a straw hat made of Bodhi leaves. It was bustling. It was thicker on this side and less on that side. "You, the maker of the hat, are you not mature enough in craftsmanship? It's so hasty!" Ling Yun looked at the straw hat in Bodhi's hand and said with a smile.

"Hum, even if you dislike me, I will not give it to you." Bodhi, looking at brother Lingyun's disgusting appearance, is very aggrieved in his heart. He turns his head and doesn't want to pay attention to brother Lingyun.

"Well, are you angry so soon?" Ling Yun looks at the angry appearance of Bodhi and his mouth is puffed up. He looks very cute.

"Hum, don't worry about me. I don't know how much effort other people have put into making it up. You still hate it. Hum, I don't want to pay any attention to you." Bodhi, gently rubbing his hand, some superficial scars on his hand.

I was scratched by a branch because I made up this hat“ I'm wrong. I just want to see how angry you are and how cute you are. " Ling Yun stands in front of Bodhi and looks at his hand wrongly.

Hands are shallow scars, suddenly feel heartache.

"How did you do it? I'll blow it for you. " Lingyun heartache unceasingly, take up Bodhi's hand, put on the mouth, gently stroked, want to alleviate the pain of Bodhi.

Bodhi looks at brother Lingyun and cares about his appearance. His big watery eyes look at brother Lingyun happily, and his heart is warm“ It's OK, brother Lingyun. For you, this injury is nothing. It's just that Bodhi's craftsmanship is not good. That's why it's so ugly. "

Bodhi lowered his head, embarrassed to say.

"No, I like everything you do. And don't do things that hurt you in the future. If I find out again, I will ignore you. " Ling Yun pinched Bodhi's small face. Her skin was smooth and pink, and some of it was reddish.

"As long as brother Lingyun likes it. If there is no brother Lingyun, I don't know where it is? " Bodhi, mumbling, said coquettishly.

"Now you just want to repay me?" As soon as Ling Yun heard Bodhi speak like this, he was not happy

"Of course not. I can still remember the scene of brother Lingyun saving me."

"I was originally a Bodhi Seed. My roots are weak and weak. Others can grow into big trees in hundreds of years. But it took me a hundred years to grow into a small sapling. Others have grown strong and have luxuriant branches and leaves. They are able to withstand the disaster."

"But I'm just a sapling. I'm vulnerable. Although it's not hard to say the disaster, it's more difficult for me. I try to absorb nutrients every day, hoping to make myself stronger

However, there are still three thunders.

The first thunder. Hit in my skin, but still I can bear the range, split off a leaf.

The second thunder made my skin split, the bark fell, the branches and leaves were broken, and the leaves fell. I was in agony. I just felt the burning pain of my whole body, which made me feel that I could not support any more.

But I know there is a third thunder, I know I will not be able to support, but there is no way, I must survive.

The third thunder is even more powerful than I thought. I can't hold the soil firmly. I'm uprooted by the power of the third thunder. I'm dying on the ground. I know I have to accept another hundred years of wind and rain to grow up.

Looking at the trees that have passed the disaster, there are bursts of cheers, and I can only lie on the ground, I know that I am about to die, and my vision becomes more and more blurred

Only to see a long clothes fluttering, walking light natural and unrestrained, the immortal came to Bodhi's side.

Carefully picked up the sapling of Bodhi, Bodhi was picked up by this person that moment, only feel that originally dying, now as if some little vitality.

"What a pity." Said the fairy softly.

Then he found a wide land and replanted Bodhi. The roots of Bodhi infiltrate into the soil, and bursts of nutrients are continuously injected into the branches and leaves. The leaves of Bodhi gradually turn from yellow to green.

Bodhi slowly wakes up and looks at the immortal in front of him. His face is delicate and charming, his facial features are three-dimensional, and his eyebrows are serious. But you can still see from his eyes that he is a tender person.

"How handsome Bodhi was stunned, but he could only think in his heart. Because there is no natural disaster, Bodhi is no different from ordinary Bodhi. Naturally, they can't speak.