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Xie Tao’s wounds recovered very slowly. Bai Yulan was worried all the time, and she did not dare to say it.

Xie Tao heard their private conversation.

Jasmine said to Magnolia: "Sister Yulan, why is the flower **** adult injured?"

Listening to this tone, it seems that the flower **** has never been hurt.

Daisy also blames nervous: "It has been a long time to sleep."

Bai Yulan shook his head and said: "Don't think about it, the flower **** is a god, there will be nothing." Listening to her tone is not like nothing.

Xie Tao himself did not have much feeling. Most of the time, he did not know what the previous flower **** was. Anyway, he was an individual. He felt that the body of this flower **** was quite good. Apart from sleeping for a long time, there was no problem.

Of course, Xie Tao did not care too much to care about it. He thought about it for a moment, and felt that the flower **** would definitely have problems. After all, the flower gods have passed away... or sleep.

Because this time down the mountain, Xiaobaihu suddenly became honest, as if growing up at night, he began to eat meat, and he ran around the Huahai every day. This is what Xie Tao told him - the right amount of exercise can strengthen the body. body.

As for how to calculate the right amount, feel tired or sweating.

So the white tiger ran from early to late, from late to early...

Xie Tao hurriedly stopped: "Not tired?"

Xiaobaihu didn't even have a breath, and his eyes were wide open, and he was not tired.

Xie Wei can only change his mouth: "The most time to run in a day... three hours..." Normal people are tired for an hour, but this tiger is obviously not a normal person. It is okay to run day and night, and the amount of basic exercise is six hours.

Xiaobaihu looked disappointed and snorted. Houqing translated to him: "He said he would be obedient."

This fake translation, Xiaobaihu Mingming is full of reluctance! Little white tiger licks him.

Xie Xiaoxiao bent his eyes and touched the two small heads and said, "Well, it’s not good to leave some time to spend with me?"

This is useful, and both of them nod their heads and they are very good.

After running the circle every day and eating, they got together and thanked Xie Zhen.

Xie Tao also taught them the thoughts and told them about things outside the flower world.

Xiao Houqing is a curious baby and asks: "What is the holy mountain? Is the demon sea the sea?"

"No," Xie Zhen said, just saying that it was too pale, and he took the pen and paper and painted them one by one.

His magical technique is awesome for children.

The pen is the Zhongling Xiuxiu and the Jinxiu Mountain River. The two small eyes only look round and straight and inhale.

The little white tiger can't talk, only the thick little meat pad touches.

Xiao Houqing is very brother-in-law, playing his hand: "Be careful."

The little white tiger is fierce.

Hou Qing translated to Xie Zhen: "He said he knew it was wrong."

Xie Xiaoxiao shook hands and drew a neck tree.

In fact, Xie Tao is a bit strange. It is reasonable to say that Xiao Houqing has not been to the outside. It is normal to see these things novel, but Xiaobaihu is living outside for a long time. How can he see it and be surprised? Unfortunately, Xiaobaihu can't talk, and he can't ask.

The days passed quickly. Xie Tao woke up for half a year. He stayed in the flower world every day and painted two little guys.

They grow very fast, and they eat well and sleep well.

Xie Zhen actually spent a thick piece of paper without knowing it.

On this day, jasmine and daisies ran into the house and took a tray in their hands: "Flower God, we made a good thing!"

Xie Tao is a little sleepy, and the eyelids fight straight: "Well?"

Jasmine and daisy opened the silk on the tray and put the contents inside up: "Let's find the peony, plum brother and magnolia sister to help you bind your painting into a book!"

Xie Xin’s heart jumped and pressed against the drowsy to look at the past: “Bound booked?”

Jasmine has already handed it over: "With a small spell, shrinking the scrolls and then sorting them together is so convenient."

Even if Xie Tao was psychologically prepared, he still stunned when he saw "Shen Jian".

Daisy said: "When you want to see it, you can zoom in. If you don't want to watch it, you can put it up, how convenient it is... Flower God!" He didn't finish talking, and he exclaimed.

Xie Tao looked at this Shenjian, instinctively dizzy, trying to open his eyes, but he couldn't open it, and his body swayed and fell.

In the blur, he heard the screams of jasmine and daisies. He wanted to comfort them and said that he was just sleepy, but unfortunately he could not open his mouth.

It was a long-lasting feeling. When Xie Tao opened his eyes again, he felt the pain in his lips and his throat was full of coziness.

"Flower God, you wake up!"

When I heard this sound, Xie was a little embarrassed. It seems to be the sound of daisies, but it is no longer a crisp juvenile sound, but more mature.

Xie Tao turned her head and saw the daisy of Changcheng Youth.

"I..." Xie Yan frowned and asked with a dumb voice. "How long have you slept?"

Daisy nervously said: "I have slept for more than five years."

Xie Wei: "..." This is not a sleep, this is a vegetative for five years!

Oh, the flower is originally a plant. He was originally a vegetative person - the joke is too cold, and Xie Tao has frozen himself.

A footstep came, and Xie Tao saw that Chang Cheng Xiaozheng’s Hou Qing had a bigger white tiger.

The man saw that he was awake and his eyes were red.

Xie Zhen’s heart is not a taste. He said that he took care of them. As a result, he woke up and both of them grew so big.

"Is not going..." he sighed. "I fell asleep again."

Xiao Houqing shook his head hard and went forward: "It doesn't matter, you can take a good rest to be the most important thing."

People grow up a little, the sound is not so soft, but this crunchy juvenile sound is still very pleasant.

Xie Wei smiled at him and touched the head of Xiaobaihu: "You have grown up too."

Xiaobaihu actually spoke: "Of course, I am running and eating every day!"

Thanks to Xie, and immediately thought of the past five years, Xiaobaihu should also speak.

Xie Xiao smiled and said: "Severe, you will talk. After this, you don't have to translate it for you."

Referring to the "childhood" old things, Xiaobaihu snorted and said: "He simply can't understand."

Xie said: "How do I think he translated very well?"

Xiaobaihu: "..." This violent temper has not refuted, enough to see how much he wants to thank him in the past five years.

Xie Yu slept, but did not forget the things before going to bed. He looked at Daisy and said, "Give me a picture of God."

Daisy did not know why Xie Zhen had to look at the album when he woke up, but his order was the only one. He quickly took it.

Xie Tao just got the hand and felt the old book.

Daisy said: "Huiqing and Baihu read through daily, so..."

Xie Tao nodded: "Nothing, it was originally painted for them."

Xie Tao opened the album and looked at one of the more vivid paintings inside, asking Bai Hu: "Do you remember the things of childhood?"

Xiaobaihu nodded and said: "Remember."

Xie Tao said: "What did you look like before?"

The little white tiger paused, and the voice was a bit tight: "There is no such thing as a monster in the dark... If there is no mother, I have already been eaten by them."

Dark day...

Xie Tao clearly remembers the place where he met the big white tiger and the little white tiger, where the leaves are flourishing and it is a forest with a good environment.

Xiaobaihu continued: "But suddenly one day, the sky has light, many things appear out of thin air, and the monsters are slowly disappearing."

Xie Wei asked: "What appears out of thin air?"

In fact, he had an answer in his heart, but he still heard Xiaobaihu say: "The things you paint."

really……

Xie Tao stroked the album, and the heart already had a general outline.

Outside the flower world is a chaos. There is no holy mountain and demon sea at all. With his sketches, he has drawn the world outside.

Is it the meaning of the so-called wonderful painting of the mountains and seas?

Are the holy mountains and the demon sea drawn by the **** of flowers?

But this is very contradictory, just like chicken eggs, eggs and chickens, in the end is the flower **** to have a small rose in later generations, or the first generation of small roses before the current flower god.

This is an inextricable ring.

Jiang Ti has told him - don't be bound by time, there is no limit between the past and the present.

Xie Tao understands and does not understand.

The way humans think limits his understanding of time, even if he uses himself as a reference, he can't understand this non-linear time.

But now is not the time to think about it, he has more important things.

Xie Tao asked the two little ones: "Would you like to go out and see?"

Both of them had a bright eye and nodded.

Xie Xiao smiled and said: "Let's go, see what's going on outside."

Although he painted many scenes of the holy mountain and the demon sea, no matter how many paintings, it is impossible to cover all the details.

Maybe maybe he doesn't need to draw all the details at all. Just build a frame and the flesh will grow on his own.

Just like humans, isn't it the most sophisticated "machine" in the world from a fertilized egg?

Even if he only draws one-tenth of a million, the world will perfect itself to 100%, just like the quasi-world designed by the designer.

Xie Tao not only brought Hou Qing and Bai Hu, but also brought a lot of flowers.

The flowers are also very curious about the outside, and they are going to come out one by one. Xie Yan said: "When you want to go out, you will come."

Magnolia is indispensable and is a meditation: "You are too much to spend on them, and they are used to lawlessness!"

Xie Xiao smiled and said nothing.

This time, the scene of Xie Tao’s special surprise, in fact, does not require verification, but I still can’t help but want to see it.

When walking through a forest, Hou Qing dazzled: "This tree..."

Xie Wei looked at the past, and the twilight flashed.

The white tiger jumped up and was surprised: "It is the tree you painted when you shake hands."

That's right, this is Xie Wei's neck tree, which was teased by two small ones.

With this tree in it, it can almost prove that all of this was painted by Xie Zhen.

Xie Tao greeted the white tiger and said: "There are many trees like this, but it is an accident."

Do not let them know about this kind of thing drawn, it is incredible.

The flowers don’t know anything, and a group of people are arrogant.

There were doubts in the two small hearts, but they did not ask again.

Xie Tao’s coming out, not only to look at the outside, but also to...

Jasmine said: "What is going on with this worm? Follow us!"

Xie Wei did not take it seriously, and the worm blamed anything, and did not use flowers to shoot, Xiaobaihu himself killed.

"Jasmine, you oh, there is such a green worm, this is a snake!"

Hearing here, Xie Tao did not think much about it, there is absolutely no snake in the soul...

"Does the snake have claws? And there are two small bags on the top of the head."

Xie Wei: "!!!"

He quickly turned back and saw the tragic being picked up, and when the adult became a snake, the Qinglong saint!

Xiao Qinglong is pitiful, a pair of indigo-colored scorpions, sly, innocent and confused.

Xie Tao quickly picked him up: "He is a dragon, a dragon."

Jasmine stunned: "What is Qinglong?"

Xie Wei looked at this little guy in front of him, it is difficult to explain how he might be domineering in the future.

The white tiger even came to the sentence: "Can you eat?"

Xie Wei: "........."

After knocking him a stick, Xie said: "He is your brother!"

In Atlantis, the white tiger is the third child, and the green dragon is the fourth child. It is true that the younger brother is right.

The white tiger snorted: "My brother should also be a white tiger."

Xie Tao stared at him: "He will be your younger brother in the future. When your brother is not bullied, it is small."

Houqing is different. He answered quickly: "I will take care of my younger brothers." The word "they" is very quintessential.

The white tiger blows up again: "Who is your brother."

After Qing ignored him, he turned to look at Xie Wei: "Flower God, white tiger is not my brother?"

Xie Wei: "..." Xiao Houqing, a little angel, is a bit black.

Poor little Qinglong can't talk, can only wrap around Xie's wrist and arch him with his small head.

Xie Tao is itchy and intimate, and touches the small bag on his head: "Don't be afraid, I will take care of you in the future."

OK, who asked him to boast of Haikou, to give the river a new childhood?

Both of them are childhood. You can’t talk because the river’s childhood is a bit too much.

Xie Tao is a man who said it was done.

It’s not good to see Xiaoqinglong. Xie’s heart is counted. The souls are treated equally, and certainly no one can be lacking.

As for the later generations, why do you say that you have never seen a flower god... You have become a brother of Houqing...

It is estimated that something happened in the middle of the road. Anyway, he does not believe that he can't find a small nine.

I soon met.

Jasmine always has a clear view: "Wow, who is so violent, lost ten collars!"

Xie Wei: "..." Wait, why is it ten?

Xie Tao looked over and found that the silver fox was too small, the tail was too big, and his body was also like a collar!

Jasmine is happy: "Flower God, can I go back with my collar..."

I was afraid that Jasmine would really pull off a fox tail. Why did Xie Tao hold the little fox up: "He is not a bib, a fox, a nine-tailed fox."

Xiao Jiuwei is still asleep, and he is not feeling much when he is held in his arms. He turns over and continues to sleep.

This is a very big heart, it may be too much tail, too much consumption, the body can not afford to eat, so I have to sleep more, just like him, sleep for five years.

This road has been very fruitful, and the white tiger is not happy: "This collar will not be my brother?"

Hou Qingdao said: "You are like this color, what is your brother?"

This logic is really hard. Xiaobaihu stayed for a long time and could not refute it.

Xie Tao is still looking for the last little one. This time it was not discovered by Jasmine, but the little nine-tailed sleeping suddenly opened his eyes and rushed out with lightning.

He was too fast, and Xie Zhen did not catch it.

After a while, Xiao Jiuwei strolled back, and there was only a chicken in his mouth...

"Oh... let go of me... you stinky fox... tell you that I am not a chicken..."

This is called 啥, the fallen Suzaku is treated as a chicken?