LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Seeing Zhong Qing's figure, Da Mu was obviously very happy.

Her huge torso shook slightly, and the leaves made a rustling sound, welcoming the return of love in her own way.

A long branch hangs down from the top of the tree and lands in front of Zhong Qing. This is Oki's favorite and favorite game to play.

Zhong Qing looked at her and smiled, but shook his head slightly.

She closed her eyes and didn't make any movements, but Damu moved violently as if hearing something.

Zhong Qing opened his eyes helplessly: "Be good, Da Mu, if I leave, you will be the biggest sister here."

On Damu's dark torso, drops of green transparent liquid suddenly flowed down.

Those are the tears of the tree.

Zhong Qing said softly: "Don't cry, the water now is very precious."

As she spoke, she sat down cross-legged under the shade of the big tree.

From day to night, from the scorching sun to the bright moon.

When the moon rose to its highest point in the early morning, Zhong Qing suddenly stood up.

She walked to a place where there was no shade from the trees, bathed herself in the moonlight, and raised her hands——

There was a dance.

This is a very wonderful dance, her movements are very wonderful, different from any dance I have seen before, but every movement, from the beauty, can feel a different kind of sacred taste.

Her sleeves fluttered and her skirt spun faster and faster.

Zhongqing's thoughts also began to slowly empty, until he completely closed his eyes.

She "sees" herself as she was originally born.

This forest has been born since the distant ancient times. After tens of thousands of years of reproduction and survival, finally on a moonlit and clear night, countless creatures jumped with joy and welcomed the birth of a special existence-this ancient forest, After tens of thousands of years, a spiritual consciousness was finally born and a spiritual body was transformed.

She is Bea.

She didn't tell the orcs of the wild tribe that the name of this forest was the Forest of the Blue Sea.

She is not a female beast, nor is she a messenger of a beast god.

She is the embodiment of the ground they stand on, the water they drink from, the house they live in.

Therefore, whether it is for the task, for the wild tribe, or for himself, it is impossible for Zhong Qing to stand idly by this severe drought.

This forest may not die completely, but watching those partners who have been with him for so long lose their lives one by one, love's heart is bleeding.

Not an adjective, but literally bleeding.

Every time she loses a life, there will be a piercing wound on her body.

And if there is no new life, this wound will never heal.

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Her spinning movements became faster and faster, and slowly, light blue spots emerged from her body, like fireflies on a summer night, floating up into the sky, merging with the stars all over the sky One.

There are more and more light spots, and the movements of love are getting faster and faster.

This dance, with only a few trees silently admiring it, is destined to become an unknown legend.

Slowly, the wind picked up.

Those spots of light were blown up by the wind and merged into the sky faster.

The love dance also slowed down.

After the extreme fast, is the extreme slow.

The light spots overflowing from her body gradually decreased until finally, they became nothing.

She stopped, raised her head to look at the sky, and then slowly walked towards Damu.

"The starry sky is so beautiful tonight." She said with a smile.

Damu just stretched out a branch, and carefully wrapped her around her waist as before, gently pulled her up, and put her into the tree bed he had carefully woven.

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