Original God: I am in Sumeru, and I become the God of Grass at the beginning

Is this what it feels like to die?

Luo Mu's whole body was fluttering, just like a child who won the first place in the exam, running home satisfied.

In a trance, he seemed to have spent his whole life.

In the end, Brother Kong and Yingmei still did not reunite.

Although the sea of flowers in the final chapter is beautiful, it is not the place where the story ends, but the place where it says goodbye.

All kinds of helplessness separated their brother and sister, leaving regrets all over the ground.

It turns out that the end of this journey is that there is no ending.

It turns out that at the end of the story, no one did anything wrong.

Luo Mu closed his eyes tightly, and his serious appearance was like an old monk passing away.

But he soon discovered one thing, and that was ......

He doesn't seem to be dead,

or is it ...... Dead, but not quite dead.

The steady breath gradually clears up, and the soft touch is incomparably real.

Luo Mu slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in a familiar room.

His whole body was covered with various unknown potions, and his original clothes were replaced.

And what's even more outrageous is that the edge of the bed is actually filled with white and yellow flowers.

Luo Mu felt that if the sheets were covered now and a pair of couplets were hung on the bedside, then it would really be possible to eat the feast.

The air was filled with medicinal and floral scents, but beyond those smells, there seemed to be another familiar smell.

A smell that belongs to the girl's body fragrance.

Luo Mu slowly moved his gaze down, only to find that Xiao Jixiang was lying quietly on the side of the bed.

The moonlight pulls the girl's figure slender, and the shadows reveal the edge of the name.

The latter rested one hand on the side of his face and one hand tightly grasped his wrist.

is like the scene of life and death, the heroine cried and stayed, and said to the god of death that you don't take my beloved away.

Cyno, who was squatting in the corner of the room, quickly noticed something, he rubbed his eyes, and was about to speak, but was quickly glared back by Luo Mu.

"You're ......" Cyno struggled to get up, and after moving his sore limbs, he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Because he soon realized that he seemed to be the outsider now.

Let's leave some private space for the little auspicious grass king and Luo Mu.

Cyno said in his heart.

He pointed to the medicine on the table, then left the room with his feet padded, not forgetting to close the door and curtains halfway through.

Seeing this scene, Luo Mu was very satisfied.

Cyno, this kid is still on the road, and he can handle it.

Now that there is no interference from outsiders, he can also take this opportunity to take a look at Xiao Jixiang's sleeping appearance.

Xiao Jixiang wore a simple white puffy skirt with a pattern at the waist as a decoration.

At first glance, it looks slender and slender, but if you look closely, you can vaguely find a small lump of flesh at the junction of the dress, and you really want people to pinch it.

Luo Mu's breathing was very steady, and while feeling the years quiet, he finally figured out what was going on.

It turned out that the "heart-digging nest" of the floating house directly exploded the resurrection armor of his talent one.

That resurrection skill with a lifetime cooldown was actually used up like this.

If this first generation of grass gods knew, I am afraid that they would not be able to help but praise him for his talent.

Cyno is supposed to have single-handedly brushed the Seven Worms and came back to find the two seriously injured.

In desperation, he hurriedly brought the two back to Sumeru through the abandoned mine road, and reported the matter directly to Xiao Jixiang.

At this point in the analysis, Luo Mu smiled bitterly, although he felt a little helpless, but more of a sense of accomplishment after doing something.

He is like this, whether it is before or after the crossing, he is unconditionally good to others, but he never thinks about the price he needs to pay.

In fact, what does the life and death of Fushe have to do with him?

Of course, if you can, you can help, but at that time, it is obviously a situation where you can't help.

"Hey, I can understand the helplessness of the first generation of grass gods...... Now that the resurrection skill is exhausted, you must definitely be cautious in your words and actions in the future...... Forget it this time. "

That's when the touch on my wrist changes.

Xiao Jixiang raised her head sleepily, but maybe it was a violent start, her head slammed, and she fell down again.

Soon there was a snoring in the room.

This god reversal directly shattered the atmosphere, Luo Mu just controlled his expression, and prepared to have a meeting after life and death, but he didn't expect the situation to become like this.

But it's good that Xiao Jixiang is asleep, and those words that he doesn't dare to say can now be addicted.

Luo Mu leaned down, leaned on Xiao Jixiang's ear, and whispered: "Xiao Jixiang

, do you know

......" "You are really cute when you laugh, I will definitely make you happy every day in the future...... But this time today, it's an accident...... "Actually,

you know everything, right, the weakness of your appearance is just the protective color of your disguise, you should have seen Solas too, what did he tell you......

" "I'm so good to you, will you be very confused, will you have instinctive vigilance......"

"Actually, my idea is very simple, when I meet a girl I like, I will be good to her wholeheartedly." I don't know anything about feelings, and I don't know how to express them...... Can such a simple care touch your heart......

" "Your little lump of fat, looking at the meat, I will reach out and pinch it now, and if you don't make a sound, you will acquiesce."

Luo Mu took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hand.

But it was at this time that Xiao Jixiang actually woke up.

"Poof, don't, don't move!" Xiao Jixiang got up suddenly, and there were still marks on his face that his arm had pressed.

Luo Mu was shocked, he didn't expect such a show.

Half of his body, which he leaned out of the bed, also lost his center of gravity at this moment and fell towards the side of the bed.

"Be careful....." Xiao Jixiang hurriedly stepped forward to help, but how could she hold on?

Several indescribable voices soon sounded in the room.

Cyno, who was guarding the door, hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't choose to come in and have a look.

In the room

, Luo Mu's entire body was almost pressed against Xiao Jixiang's body, this position was very dangerous, and it was easy for people to think about it.

"Are you alright?" said Xiao Jixiang, turning his face sideways, his face already red to the base of his ears.

Luo Mu adjusted his breathing and supported the ground with his hands to relieve the pressure, "I can't say it's okay, my body is still very weak now, and I can't exert my strength." This

is also true, because although he was resurrected, the pain in his body did not subside.

Xiao Jixiang pursed his lips, supported the ground with his hands, and slowly pulled himself out of the gap.

After getting out, she sat on the ground, staring at Luo Mu blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Luo Mu leaned on the edge of the bed, and was a little embarrassed to be stared at by her for a while.

After pondering for a moment, he had to break the embarrassment first: "What happened in the Chasm, Cyno told you, right?"

Xiao Jixiang nodded slightly, and the panic in his eyes seemed to reappear:

"I was almost stupid at that time...... Fortunately, Mr. Bai Yong's medical skills are superb and he rescued you, otherwise I would really ......"

The words have not yet been finished, but the deep meaning is extremely clear.

Luo Mu smiled and didn't say anything more.

Because he already knows that in Xiao Jixiang's heart, there is still one acre and three points of land for him.

This answer is more important than anything else.