Xiao Wu sat beside Tang San, her feet swinging gently, her hands propped up on the log she was sitting on, and her little face was raised, making her look even more delicate under the light of the stars and moon.
Half a year has passed, and the high-intensity cultivation and sufficient nutrition have changed the Shrek Seven Monsters who are in the development period.
Tang San's height has now slightly surpassed Xiao Wu, reaching nearly one meter eight, and Xiao Wu is also the tallest among the three girls, reaching an astonishing one meter seventy-five.
And now Tang San is just over fourteen years old, and Xiao Wu is still a little behind the age of fourteen.
Tang San's shoulders were a little wider than before, the whole person still looked so ordinary, his eyes were introverted, if the seven of Shrek's seven monsters walked together, he would definitely be the least noticeable one.
Dai Mubai often made fun of him, saying that the least noticeable thing is the most dangerous.
Xiao Wu's height growth rate has slowed down, and it has stopped increasing since two months ago, the scorpion braids are still hanging down over her calves, I don't know if she was infected by Ning Rongrong, her skin has become more delicate, and some parts that belong to girls have also begun to develop.
The most attractive thing is still her long legs, round and straight, and she can't find any flaws.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing are also very beautiful, but they are also extremely envious of Xiao Wu's legs.
The three girls themselves have their own characteristics, if Xiao Wu was originally slightly inferior to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong in appearance, in the past six months, she has looked more beautiful, not only catching up with the second daughter, but even a little overtaking.
But because everyone else is with her every day, everyone doesn't feel too strong.
"Xiao Wu, it's not early, go back and rest.
Tomorrow we're leaving.
Tang San touched Xiao Wu beside him with his shoulder.
Xiao Wu nodded lightly, picked up the horizontal Acacia Broken Gut Red from her thigh, looked at the brilliance on the petals, kissed it lightly, smelled the faint fragrance of flowers that only she could feel, and said, "Brother, I haven't reached level forty yet, are you disappointed?"
Tang San smiled slightly, "How could it be, your cultivation speed is already faster than I thought."
If you haven't all eaten immortal herbs, I'm afraid your cultivation speed will surpass mine.
Not to mention others.
Xiao Wu, cultivation should be gradual and gradual, and you must not be in a hurry.
Otherwise, one is not good, in case you go crazy because of impatience, it will be a big trouble.
You must remember your brother's words, and you must not have any trouble.
Our overall strength is already very strong now, you don't need to think about anything, it won't be long before you can also step on the level of level forty.
I'm sure that if you are willing to eat this Acacia Broken Gut Red, then your soul power will definitely surpass everyone else and reach the strongest level among us. ” Xiao Wu grinned, jumped up, and said, "Don't worry, I won't hold everyone back anyway."
Brother, what kind of soul beast are you going to hunt this time?"
Tang San said: "Who can say this well."
Although there are several options, the specifics depend on our luck.
When you meet a suitable soul beast, you will be hunted by whoever kills it.
The martial souls of several of us are not similar, there is always something suitable. ” Xiao Wu nodded and said, "I hope everyone's luck will be good."
Brother, can you help me comb my hair, my hair is a little messy. ” Tang San was stunned for a moment, this was the first time Xiao Wu had asked him such a request.
"But, when you go back to sleep, will your hair be messy?"
Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue at Tang San, "You're so stupid, after I go back, I'll keep cultivating until tomorrow morning."
As she spoke, Xiao Wu took out a comb from her arms and handed it to Tang San.
It was a wooden comb, it looked very ordinary, but the wood was very good, the wood grain on the dark purple comb was very delicate, hard and tough to the touch, and a faint woody fragrance emanated from it.
If it weren't for Tang San's Purple Extreme Demon Pupil, which could see subtle places clearly in the dark night, he would also think that this comb was black.
It was precisely because the Purple Extreme Demon Pupil's mustard seed realm could not find a flaw in its wood that he was surprised.
"The wood of this comb is very good," Tang San couldn't help but say.
Xiao Wu nodded, there seemed to be something more in her eyes, "This is given to me by my mother, and it was made by my mother herself, and it was carved from the best sandalwood and red sandalwood."
There was no frills, but it was the last thing my mother left me. ” Tang San had never heard Xiao Wu mention her family, but when he suddenly heard her mention her mother, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and when he looked at Xiao Wu, he clearly saw something crystal clear from her beautiful eyes.
Xiao Wu raised her hand to pull her scorpion braid, untying the knotted pink cloth strip at the bottom, her eyes were always fixed on Tang San, her left hand holding the braid, her right hand slowly combing from the root of the hair, the black hair that was originally braided slowly spread out under the action of her five fingers, like a black waterfall gradually extending.
The light of the stars and the moon shrouded, seeing the braids quietly scattered in front of Xiao Wu, Tang San's gaze couldn't help but be a little stupid, Xiao Wu was really beautiful at this time, the stars and the moon seemed to have become her foil, only she was the center of this picture.
Xiao Wu glanced at Tang San deeply, and slowly turned around as the braid spread out, and when the last tangle of the braid also opened gently, her head shook slightly, and the soft black waterfall trembled slightly, completely covering her delicate body.
The long black satin-like hair hung down to the ground, at least a foot caressing the log under his feet, Xiao Wu at this time seemed to have merged with the night, and from Tang San's direction, he could only see the moving black.
Perhaps because it had been combed into braids for too long, the long hair spread out and became large waves, gently swaying as Xiao Wu's body moved.
"Xiao Wu, you're really beautiful."
Tang San couldn't help but blurt out.
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Xiao Wu turned her back to Tang San, but the tears in her eyes had quietly slipped down, because she remembered her mother.
"Brother, help me comb my hair."
Xiao Wu's voice was soft, with a slight tremor, but also a hint of fear and anticipation.
Quietly waiting.
Only then did Tang San come to his senses and quietly stepped forward, as if he was afraid of alarming the black waterfall under the stars and moon in front of him, and quietly came to Xiao Wu's back.
The left hand carefully pulled up the long black hair that still had Xiao Wu's body temperature, and the rosewood comb in the right hand fell gently, combing her moving hair little by little.
A faint fragrance came from his hair, and the aroma made Tang San feel very familiar, not the taste of rouge used by women, because Tang San knew that Xiao Wu never used those things.
It is even more unlikely that it is the fragrance released by Acacia Broken Gut Red, because that is something that can only be smelled by Xiao Wu.
At this time, what kind of picture is this?
The stunning girl stood quietly in front of the wooden house, surrounded by the quiet woods, and the shy stars and moon in the sky, and the girl held a moving flower in her hand, and behind her, the silly-looking young man was gently combing her long and soft hair with the dark purple comb.
Tang San was stunned and kept repeating the movements in his hands.
Xiao Wu was also stupid, her eyes flashed with the sadness of the past.
"Mom, this comb is so beautiful, how can there be purple wood," the delicate voice echoed in the mountains and forests.
"Silly girl, this is made of rosewood by mother, and since you have made your choice, mother will give you this comb.
In the future, if you can really find a man you love, then let him help you comb your hair with this comb.
A woman's hair, in her life, only a man can comb it for her, mother bless you.
Hopefully, one day, you can find that man to whom you can place your long hair in your trust. ” "Mom, you know I've found it."
The delicate face with tears revealed a faint smile, and along the combing of the long hair of the man behind her, her eyes fell to the bright moon, and the bright moonlight seemed to be her mother's smile.
The long hair moved lightly under the comb, and the soft light flowed, at this moment, time seemed to have frozen, whether it was Tang San or Xiao Wu, they were unwilling to destroy the tranquility of the moment.
Early in the morning, the gate of Shrek Academy.
Flender, Liu Erlong, Zao Wou-ki, and the master stood in front of the academy, looking at the seven children in front of them who were full of energy, and their hearts were full of pride.
Level 40, this is the realm that ordinary soul masters can only reach at the age of about thirty, and they are also soul masters with certain talents.
But the oldest of these children in front of them is only seventeen years old, and the youngest is not yet fourteen years old, but they have already reached such a level.
Of course, there are some miracles in it, but more importantly, the talent of these little monsters is so amazing.
And as their discoverers, how could Flender and the others not be proud Ning Rongrong touched her behind Xiao Wu and whispered, "Xiao Wu, how do you comb your braids a little crookedly" Xiao Wuqiao's face flushed, her eyes unconsciously drifted to Tang San beside her, although Tang San's ear power was not as good as her eyesight, it was also quite good, Ning Rongrong was next to him and Xiao Wu, her words Tang San naturally heard it, and at this time she was also looking at Xiao Wu with an embarrassed face, the two of them looked at each other in the air, and they couldn't help but hurry away.
To be continued: