MTL - Game Loading-Chapter 153 Wonderful pen painting mountain sea 33 ┃ white tiger heart is particularly good: "How do you think of painting me?"

Originally given these five small names, is to admit their existence, at the same time, the flower **** will disappear?

Is the flower **** of the future generations because they gave them their names?

Xie Tao has nothing to hesitate, he must give them their names. The lives of hundreds of years in those decades are not enough to let them meet him.

Moreover, he must recognize their existence.

They are not a green dragon, not a Suzaku or a white tiger, Jiuwei and Houqing. They are... the rivers that exist.

It is a pity that Xie Zhen can't say anything at this moment. He is top-heavy and falls into the darkness after a dizziness.

In the ear, it seems that someone is talking. He is like a long dream. The voice of the young child appears intermittently in the dream, the bird’s tweet, and the noisy squabbling and squeezing sound...

Later, these sounds slowly faded away, and the milky milk became crisp and pleasing to the ear... The birds that smashed into the mouth became a charming juvenile sound...

How long has he been sleeping?

Xie Tao didn't feel relaxed when she woke up, just as if she was awakened from a deep nightmare, she didn't know what day it was.

Fully adult Daisy Road: "Flower God, you wake up!" After saying that he still choked.

Xie Tao turned to see the slender, graceful green daisies.

He spoke and his voice was a little lighter: "It’s all adults, how can you cry?"

The daisy wiped her tears and cheered up: "You wait for the adults, I will tell you that they are definitely happy."

Needless to say, the flowers such as jasmine and magnolia came in, and when they saw the Xie, who was waking up, they all looked red, and Jasmine even cried and could not speak.

Xie Zhenwen said: "Okay, but it is a sleep, how come you cry."

Jasmine is not crying: "You slept... I have been sleeping for fifteen years."

Rao guessed that he had slept for a long time, but he still stunned when he heard the number.

fifteen years……

They are all grown up.

He said that he would give the river a brand new childhood, but he just slept like this, it is too embarrassing.

Magnolia is the most calm, she reprimanded Jasmine: "Cry what cry! Flower God is awake to be happy!" This said, her own eyes are filled with tears.

Xie Tao looked at it sideways and didn't see five small ones.

Magnolia quickly said: "There are people in the holy mountain and the demon sea, I have sent people to inform them."

Xie Tao got out of bed: "Okay." He didn't know how long he could wake up, but it would be better to see them as soon as possible.

The first thing to come back is Hou Qing. After fifteen years ago, Qing was already eighty-nine years old. Now, 15 years later, he has passed through the boyhood and has grown into a handsome young man.

After the back of the Qing dynasty, people can not see clearly, but the clenched fist and the trembled shoulders all exposed his emotions.

Xie Tao’s heart: He slept, but they waited for fifteen years.

"It's so big." Xie Yan opened, and the quiet voice was nostalgic.

After Qing Qing came over, he had adjusted his emotions. He hid the tension and insecurity. Even his thoughts were buried in his heart. If Xie Tao knew him too much, he would really be deceived by his calm appearance.

"It’s still like a child." Xie Wei touched his forehead. "I am excited when I am excited."

After Qing Qing grasped his hand, countless emotions squeezed into the eyes of the blind man, only showing a bit of shocking feelings: "You wake up."

Xie Wei sighed: "I'm sorry, I..."

With a bang, the door directly became a wood chip.

Xie blinked and saw the man standing in the sawdust.

His size and post-Qing are generally high, but the five senses are more refined. However, the appearance of the delicate appearance is also suppressed by the shocking killing.

Um... The violent cerebellum tiger has grown into a mad young man.

Xie Tao said helplessly: "My door has provoked you? I will be embarrassed when I came."

The white tiger appeared in Xie's bed at the next moment. His eyebrows were crumpled and his voice was pitiful. However, he was very uncomfortable. "How long do you have to sleep? Sleep until I get married and have children!"

This is interesting, thank you very much: "How? I already want to marry and have children?"

The white tiger jerked up and looked very fierce. But when he got to his lips, he became: "I won't sleep in the future!"

Hou Qing glanced at him: "What nonsense?"

White Tiger Road: "The more he sleeps..."

Hou Qing’s line of sight was sharp and sharp, and the white tiger shut up. If it weren’t for the ears, Xie Tao suspected that he could see the two tiger ears pulled down.

Xie Xiao smiled and bent his eyes and said, "Have you taken care of your younger brothers?"

The sixth is still very old-fashioned, and even the youngest can survive. He is quite at ease.

Hou Qing always held his hand and said warmly: "They are all very good. Ten years ago, the dragon was shaped, and after two years and nine tails and Suzaku, they gradually changed shape."

Although I have already guessed it, thank you for your regrets. The youngsters have grown up. He is still not stunned!

White Tiger: "I don't know where to go, I will go back and pick them up."

Xie Wei: "Don't worry, wait for them..." He didn't finish talking. He felt a burst of sweetness coming up and couldn't stop coughing.

When he stopped coughing, the handkerchief was already a bright red.

Both Houqing and Baihu are white and creamy, as nervous as they are to the end of the world.

Xie Tao put away the handkerchief and said: "No one is allowed to tell others."

The white tiger couldn’t help but asked: "What happened to your body?"

Xie Tao said: "When you are older, you will definitely be a little ill."

White Tiger said: "You are God, how can you be bothered by old and sick?"

Xie Tao looked at him, his eyebrows gentle: "I am Xie Wei."

The white tiger stunned.

After Qing Qing Ming panic to the lips, there is no color, but still strong and calm: "If you are tired, then sleep for a while." This is actually very pitiful, preferring to watch him fall asleep, and do not want him to have bigger danger.

Even if this sleep is ten years and decades, as long as he is, how is it.

Xie Wei shook his head and said: "I don't want to sleep, there is still something to do."

Hou Qingdao said: "Nothing can compare with your body."

Xie Xiao smiled and asked: "What happened to my body?"

After Qing did not speak out.

Xie Tao said to the white tiger: "Go and bring the gods."

Bai Hu should say: "Okay." He came and went like a wind, and soon he took the gods back.

Different from before, since the name of Xie Tao appeared on this album, it seems to be above the time, no matter how you look through it will not get old.

Maybe it was just a book before, and it became a **** at the moment of having a name.

Xie Tao’s lips bent and said to the white tiger: “Change back to the body.”

White Tiger Wei Wei: "Well?"

Xie Tao urged: "I see what you grow up."

The white tiger's temper is a kitten in Xie Zhen. He screams: "You have to go outside."

"Good..." Xie said. "Go to a spacious place."

They went to the garden.

In a large flower sea, Xie Yan leaned on the bamboo chair lazily, and the thin body would turn into a petal and fly away with the wind.

Hou Qing couldn't help but put a blanket on his leg.

Xie Tao looked at him: "Nothing."

After Qing did not say anything, he gave him a pillow on his waist.

Xie Xiao smiled and refused.

White Tiger changed back to the body, Xie Taorao was psychologically prepared, and his eyes were bright: "It's beautiful!"

The pure white tiger, the body lines are extremely beautiful, and the unfolding pure white wings add elegance and agility in the domineering, perfect to the amazing magic of the creator.

White Tiger whispered: "It's handsome."

Xie Tao changed his mouth and said: "Well, very handsome."

The white tiger's tail is tilted up.

Xie Xiao snorted and said: "Keep it, don't move."

Bai Hu asked: "What are you doing?"

Xie Tao has taken the pen and paper and painted him.

When he finished the pen, the white tiger leaped and became a slender young man. He looked over and asked, "My portrait?"

Xie Tao said: "It's mine."

This is a bit strange to hear, but the fine product is to let the white tiger's head stay like a tail.

The painting is a white tiger, but the portrait is thank you.

White Tiger is in a particularly good mood: "How do you think about painting me?"

Xie Tao looked at the portrait and bent her lips: "Because it is very handsome."

The white tiger looked at him, and his ears were hot and hot.

Hou Qingdao: "Go back to the house, cold outside."

Xie Tao looked at them and said, "Do you want to belong to your own name?"

Both of them are stunned.

Xie Tao wrote a "white" on the portrait of the white tiger.

The second word has not been written yet, and Hou Qing suddenly held his hand: "No."