Chapter 100 (1/2)

Yunche stayed in the space for a night, and was poisoned by black feather for a night. Until five o'clock the next morning, the movement in the green pool gradually disappeared. Yunche, who was only two hours older in the middle, noticed it at the first time. He rushed to the edge of the green pool to check. His big eyes stared at the calm and clear water.

”Is it all right?”

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any other movements. Yunche asked Heiyu, but he was still more clear about the things in the space.

”Well, you go down and take him...”

”Putong...”

”Master, why did you jump in before I finished?”

I just don't want to listen to you, OK?

Yunche, who had been immersed in the water, stood at the bottom of the pool for more than ten hours. His red eyes were open. When yunche leaned over, he slowly extended his hand to him. Suddenly, yunche, who was close to him, was stunned. For a long time, he couldn't respond. But next second, Yuntao wriggled and said something.

”You said Well

Back to God, yunche forgot that he was still in the water, and he wanted to ask reflexively. The pool water immediately poured into his mouth and nose, and yunche hurriedly urged the air power to form an empty bubble around him, but he could not take care of his own suffering. He manipulated the air bubble to move towards yuntama, and then with yuntama, he went into the air bubble.

”Xiaotamang, you just talked, didn't you? Say it again, will you? ”

God knows how excited he is now. He can't help shaking his hands on his shoulders. He can't be wrong. Just now, he really saw yuntama's mouth wriggling.

”Lord, master...”

Red eyes stared at him blankly for a long time. The same bright red lip moved gently, and the two words of the stumbling master clearly passed into yunche's ears. Tears rolled down his eyes, and yunche rushed to him and hugged him: ”it's so good, xiaotamang. You can really speak, it's so good...”

Excited and full of heart, yunche only felt that all things had hope, but he soon let go of yuntama, put his hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes: ”it's not the master, it's the brother. Come on, xiaotama will call again, brother.”

Yunche's speaking speed is very slow, especially when it comes to his brother's two words. Although he was excited just now, he also found that yuntama is not stuttering. He is just like a child who just learned to speak, a little bit of a lisp. As long as they teach him patiently, I believe that he will be able to speak like a normal person soon.

”Brother, brother?”

Slightly slanted the head to see him for a long time, the cloud Tamarix tentatively called a, holding his breath waiting for cloud Che to immediately smile: ”yes, it's brother, little tamarik remembered, oh, I will call my brother later.”

His idea is indeed right. Now, Tamarix is like a piece of white paper. What color it will become in the future depends on how they render it.

”Brother!”

This time, yuntama cried very simply. After the call, he grinned like a child.

”Little Tamarix...”

Looking at that silly face for more than a month, yunche's tears could not help but flow down again. But when he reached out to touch him and touched a piece of cold skin, his eyes quickly climbed up again and lost. He was still a zombie without temperature, breath or heartbeat.

”It doesn't matter, Tamarix, whether it is zombie or human, as long as you are still good.”

I don't know whether to comfort yuntamang or himself. Yunche soon cheered up, holding his hand and controlling the air bubble to rise: ”let's go up first, hold on to me.”

When the air bubble rises, Tamarix embraces his arm in accordance with his words. Yunche turns his head and throws him a rewarding smile. The air bubble soon breaks the water.

”Lying trough, master, you are so coquettish. I want to be coquettish, too. Master will show me coquettish.”

saw them make complaints about the air bubbles and then slowly descend to the opposite side, or the black feather of the little puppy dog spread out the four feet and rushed out to shout loudly, feeling that their trouser tubes were pulling for a while, and the cloud was lifting up the forehead to look at the sky.

”Fuck fuck, Brother Yun, please let me go. I'm not delicious. I'm really not delicious. Don't eat me Wuwu Master, please help me. Your brother is not human. He wants to eat me again Master... ”

The little suckling dog, who was carried in the middle of the air, waved his arms and legs fiercely and kept shouting. It seemed that he was going to cry. Yuntamang could not help turning his head to look at yunche in a panic. The latter glanced at the black feather, and suddenly nodded solemnly: ”let him go.”

”Touch...”

”Ouch...”

When the voice fell, tamarik let go of his hand. The little suckling dog fell to the ground with a touch. I don't know if it really hurt him. Anyway, black feather then fell on the ground and began to roll and howl.

”Get up, don't pretend to be dead, just your physical strength, it will be OK to throw you down dozens of floors.”Seeing that yuntamang seems to be at a loss, yunche goes over and stretches out his feet and kicks the shameless little suckling dog. Don't blame him for not having a little love as the master. Every time he wants to love and protect him a little, he will constantly refresh the lower limit, many times, and he doesn't have the time to love him.