Chapitre 285: Xiao Wu: Ge, Brush My Hair (2)
Xiao Wu sat next to Tang San, her feet swinging slightly, both hands resting on the logs they sat on, raising her face, the light of the moon and stars made her even more conspicuously charming.
In the past half year, the high intensity cultivation and abundant food made all the Shrek Seven Devils just in their period of development change somewhat. Tang San's height already surpassed Xiao Wu slightly, reaching close to one meter eighty or so. Xiao Wu was also the tallest of the three girls, reaching an astonishing one meter seventy five. But by now Tang San had only just passed his fourteenth birthday, and Xiao Wu was still some ways off.
Tang San's shoulders were somewhat wider than before, overall still appearing ordinary, his expression reserved, if the Shrek Seven Devils walked together he would absolutely attract the least attention.
Dai Mubai frequently teased him, saying the most unremarkable was the most dangerous.
Xiao Wu's growth rate had already slowed down, and in the last two months she had no longer grown in height. Her scorpion braid still hung down to her calves, perhaps she had been influenced by Ning Rongrong, but her skin had become even more exquisite, and some places exclusive to girls had begun to develop.
What attracted the most attention was still her long legs, perfectly round and perfectly straight, without the slightest flaw to be found. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were both equally beautiful, but they also both envied Xiao Wu's legs. The three girls each had their own characteristics, if saying Xiao Wu previously was slightly inferior to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong in appearance, then in this past half year she had become prettier, not only catching up to the other two, but even slightly overtaking them. But because they were together everyday, no one had a very strong impression of this.
"Xiao Wu, it's late, go back and rest. We'll set out tomorrow."
Tang San bumped Xiao Wu at his side with his shoulder.
Xiao Wu nodded softly, picking up that Yearning Heartbroken Red from her thighs, looking at the brilliantly colored petals, she brought it to her mouth to kiss it gently, smelling that faint fragrance only she could perceive:
"Ge, I still haven't reached the fortieth rank. Aren't you very disappointed?"
Tang San smiled slightly,
"Why would I? Your cultivation speed is already faster than I imagined. If everyone didn't eat immortal treasure herbs, perhaps your cultivation speed would even surpass me. Let alone the others. Xiao Wu, cultivation must be done step by step, shortcuts can't be taken with undue haste. Otherwise would be no good, if by chance you took a misstep out of impetuousness, that would be greatly troubling. You must remember your big brother's words. You can't keep it on your mind by any means. By now our overall strength is already very powerful, you don't need to think of anything, before long you will also be able to step on the goal line of the fortieth rank. I can guarantee that if you agree to eat this Yearning Heartbroken Red, then your spirit power will definitely be even higher than everyone's, reaching the highest stage among us."
Xiao Wu giggled, jumping up, she said:
"Don't worry, I won't drag everyone down. Ge, what spirit beast are you preparing to hunt this time?"
Tang San said:
"Who can say. Even though I have a few choices, the concrete circumstances still depend on our luck. When we meet a spirit beast suitable to someone, that someone will kill it. The few of us all have dissimilar spirits, inevitably there will be something suitable."
Xiao Wu nodded, saying:
"I hope everyone will have good luck. Ge, can't you help me comb my hair? My hair is a bit messy."
Tang San looked distracted,
"Comb your hair?"
This was the first time Xiao Wu had made such a request to him,
"But, you're going back to sleep, won't your hair be messy anyway?"
Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue at Tang San,
"You blockhead, after I return won't I cultivate straight till early morning?"
While speaking, Xiao Wu pulled out a comb from her chest and handed it to Tang San.
It was a wooden comb, seemingly very simple. But the wood was exceptionally good, the grain on the deep purple wood extremely exquisite, fitting well in the hand and tough and durable. A trace of faint wood fragrance rose from it.
If it wasn't for Tang San having Purple Demon Eye to clearly see details in the darkness, he would also have thought this comb was black.
It was also just because he was unable to find any flaw in the wood even with his Purple Demon Eye at the mustard seed stage that he was astonished.
"The wood of this comb is amazing!"
Tang San couldn't help saying.
Xiao Wu nodded, there seemed to be something in her eyes,
"My mom gave it to me, it was made by her personally, carved from first rate red sandalwood. Even though it doesn't have any decorations, this is still the last thing mom left me."
Tang San had never heard Xiao Wu mention her family, and now suddenly hearing her speak of her mother, his heart skipped a beat. When he looked at her, in her beautiful eyes he could clearly see something sparkling and translucent.
Xiao Wu raised her scorpion braid, untying the lowest pink ribbon, her eyes all along attentively watching Tang San, left hand supporting her braid, right hand little by little combing it out, using five fingers to separate the originally braided black hair, gradually spreading like a black waterfall.
Enveloped in the light from the moon and the stars, watching that braid come undone over Xiao Wu's shoulder, Tang San's gaze couldn't help being somewhat stupid. Right now Xiao Wu was truly beautiful, the moon and the stars seemed to become a backdrop for her, only she was at the center of this painting.
Xiao Wu looked deeply at Tang San, and along with her braid dispersing slowly turned around. As the last tangles came undone, with a slight shake of her head, that supple black waterfall shook out, unexpectedly completely sheltering her delicate body.
The long hair like black satin hung all the way to the ground, at least one chi stroking the logs underfoot. Right now Xiao Wu seemed to blend into the darkness, and from Tang San's perspective he could only see that moving black.
Perhaps it was because it had been too long since the hair had been combed, but when the long hair separated it took on a wavy shape, swaying slightly as Xiao Wu moved.
"Xiao Wu, you really are beautiful."
Tang San couldn't keep himself from blurting out.
Xiao Wu's back was to Tang San, but in her eyes teardrops were quietly falling, because, she thought of her mother.
"Ge, comb my hair."
Xiao Wu's voice was very soft, with a slight tremble, also a trace of fear and expectation. She waited quietly.
Tang San came to himself, and quietly walked forward, as if afraid to startle the black waterfall under the light of the moon and the stars, noiselessly reaching Xiao Wu's back.
Left hand gently and carefully lifting Xiao Wu's long black hair, right hand stroking the red sandalwood comb, bit by bit combing through her hair.
A faint fragrance came out, a fragrance Tang San felt was very familiar. It wasn't the smell of perfume, because Tang San knew that Xiao Wu had never needed such things. It was even less possible for it to be the fragrance of the Yearning Heartbroken Red, because only Xiao Wu could perceive it.
Right now, what kind of picture was this?
A stunning young woman standing quietly in front of a log cabin, surrounded by that quiet forest, those bashful moon and stars in the sky, that young woman lightly clasping a flower in her hands, behind her a dim-witted youth, just using a deep purple comb to softly comb and gather her long soft hair.
Tang San was silly, constantly repeating the motions of his hands. Xiao Wu was also silly, a sad past twinkling in her gaze.
...
"Mom, this comb is so pretty! How can there be purple wood?"
A charming voice echoed in the mountain forest.
"Silly girl, mom used red sandalwood to make this, since you've already chosen, mom will give this comb to you. In the future, if you find a man you truly love, then, let him help you use this comb to comb your hair. A woman's hair can only be combed by one man in all her life. Mom will bless you, and hope that one day, you will find that man you can trust with your hair."
...
Mom, you know? I already found him."
Revealing a smile on her tear stained face, along with the man behind her back combing her hair, her gaze turned to the bright moon, that shining bright moonlight seemed to be her mother's smile.
Long hair being combed, soft light roaming, this moment, time seemed to stand still. Whether it was Tang San or Xiao Wu, neither wanted to break the tranquility.
Early morning, Shrek Academy main gate.
Flender, Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji, ang Grandmaster stood outside the Academy gate, looking at the seven children assembled before them with spirits trembling with excitement, hearts all brimming with pride.
Fortieth rank, this was the boundary a Spirit Master had to reach before thirty years old or so, in order to be a Spirit Master of a certain talent.
But of these children, the oldest was only seventeen. The youngest still wasn't fourteen. But they had already reached this stage.
Admittedly there had been some miracles on the way, but what was important was that these little monsters all had such astonishing talent.
And as the ones who had unearthed them, how could Flender and the others not feel pride?
Ning Rongrong bumped into Xiao Wu's back, saying in a low voice:
"Xiao Wu, how come your braid is combed a little askew?"
Xiao Wu's charming face blushed, and her glance unconsciously floated over to Tang San at her side. Tang San's hearing wasn't as good as his eyesight, but it still wasn't bad. Ning Rongrong stood next to him and Xiao Wu, and Tang San naturally heard her words. At the same moment he also awkwardly looked at Xiao Wu, and as the pair's eyes met in the air, they both couldn't help hastily moving apart.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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