I raised Yakumo Zi to waste

Chapter 068

When did the times change?

Was it when weapons in people’s hands changed from stone to copper or iron?

When people began to gather together, build cities, and establish themselves as “nations”?

Or is it when limited resources begin to be concentrated in a small “elite”?

All in all, no one can give a definitive answer as to when the times changed.

The only thing people know is that in this era, which was named Yayoi, the once high-profile gods gradually moved behind the scenes and hid above the high heavens. And the Terrans who have passed the infancy period have finally appeared as the protagonists of heaven and earth, showing the great power of changing the world and changing the world.

At the same time, those monsters who have been under the pressure of the gods for a long time seem to be ready to move.

At the very least, in the past few decades, five or six waves of monsters have come to look for Yakumo Zi, wanting to invite this powerful monster out of the mountain and then plot the plan of the demon clan.

However, without exception, Yakumo Zi refused all of these people’s invitations.

She only cares about the plans of the demon race, let alone whether those monsters are dead or alive.

She only cared about when Bai Mo would wake up.

To this end, she also built a wooden house in the place where Bai Mo was sleeping—the wooden house was very simple, but it was enough to provide a place for Yakumo to live.

The biggest pleasure of the idle and bored Yakumo Zi every day is to lie in this wooden house, thinking about the white ink that can’t wake up.

“I say I’m lazy every day, but now it seems that my brother is lazier, right?”

“After sleeping for so many years, even if it is hibernation, it is a bit excessive, right?”

The leisurely Yakumo Zi lay on the rocking chair, basking in the sun very leisurely, enjoying the scene of no one disturbing.

After getting used to this loneliness, Yakumo Zi felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with this quietness.

During the period of Bai Mo’s deep sleep, Gu Mingdi Lian came to see it several times, and the harmed Yayunzi lost a lot of snacks.

Yakumo Zi seriously suspected that the little guy came here for food.

However, it doesn’t matter anymore.

Tianyu was ordered to stay on the side of the bamboo forest to take care of Xiaozhu, and Yayunzi, who had no one to speak, really needed such a person to talk to her from time to time to relieve her inner loneliness.

I don’t know why, seeing that ancient love, Yayunzi has a feeling that he seems to see the fragrance of the wind back then.

Probably, it’s because these two people are about the same size, right?

However, Yakumo Zi knew that Gu Mingdi Love and Feng Mi Yuxiang were completely different.

Kazemi Yukata is really stupid, very hard that kind of stupidity.

As for Gu Mingdi Lian, she just looks silly on the surface, but in fact, she is ghostly, and after cutting, it is dark and black, and her heart cannot be worse.

Moreover, the performance is still very natural, and sometimes, Yakumo Zi has difficulty dealing with her.

However, if you think so, this Gu Ming Di Lian seems to have a feeling of a combination of the wind and her?

“Cut, my heart is not black!”

Thinking of this, Yakumo Zi muttered silently, and then turned around, intending to change to a more comfortable position and continue to lie down.

Movements like this, she has repeated nothing

She didn’t mind repeating it a few more times either.

However, this time –

“Boom-”

As soon as he turned over, Yakumo Zi heard a sound of shaking the mountain.

“Huh? Am I so fat now? ”

The puzzled Yakumo subconsciously stretched out his hand, put it on his stomach and pinched and pinched.

“Not fat!”

“I said, how can I be fat! I’m a beautiful girl of seventeen! ”

Yakumo Zi, who had put down his heart, closed his eyes and planned to continue to rest.

However, in the next instant, Yakumo Zi, who suddenly reacted, suddenly opened his eyes without any sleep.

“Brother?”

Yakumo Zi, who lost his voice and screamed, quickly jumped up from the chair, directly opened a gap, and teleported to Bai Mo.

For Yayunzi, who has always been able to save effort, this is already a very difficult thing!

At the same time, in front of Yayunzi, Bai Mo, who had just woken up, rubbed his eyes.

“Hungry.”

He woke up hungry.

……

Here, first of all, one thing to illustrate.

The reason why Bai Mo slept for so long is naturally the relationship between the wind and the fragrance, but in the final analysis, it is not all the relationship between the wind and the fragrance.

Among them, another very important factor is that after nearly two thousand years of growth, Bai Mo, who is a monster, has become an adult.

However, adult or not, for the current Bai Mo, it does not mean much.

“Let’s go eat first.”

Bai Mo touched his stomach, to be honest, he was not very hungry now.

But I don’t know why, now he misses the taste of bamboo very much – as if he has not eaten bamboo for a long time, he already has a feeling of impatience.

However, of course, no matter how much Bai Mo wants to eat bamboo, there is one thing that must be done in advance.

Bai Mo didn’t forget that at this moment, the fragrance of the wind was still in his stomach.

“Hmm-”

Bai Mo, who was like a big mountain, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out the fragrance of the wind that had woken up long ago, but had to be closed in Bai Mo’s stomach for hundreds of years.

Yakumo Zi swore that she had never seen such an embarrassing wind.

The wind with his eyes closed was fragrant, and his clothes had already been melted, and his whole body was wet, as if he had just come out of the water by a big guy.

“This is really…”

To be honest, looking at this look of the wind and fragrance, Yakumo Zi’s first reaction was to draw her embarrassment at this moment, so that she could laugh at her every day in the future!

It’s just that this wind sees that the fragrance doesn’t move.

Is it because you feel faceless and deliberately pretend to be stupid?

“Hey, don’t pretend, I know you’re awake!”

“You better face reality obediently, I will never laugh at you for this!”

Yakumo Shizuki patted Kazemi’s forehead, wanting to wake her up in this more violent way.

However –

“Purple… I am here. ”

A weak and familiar voice came from behind Yakumo Zi, and Yakumo Zi looked back and was shocked to find that it was the wind and fragrance.

However, it is the wind that has grown up.

So here’s the problem.

Who is this guy who looks very similar to Kazemi Yuka?

Could it be…