The carriage went on and drove into the dense fog without stopping. When passing through the boundary point of the normal world of the fog, a cold breath climbed Chen Senran’s back, which made him unable to help but make a cold war. At the same time, he also felt a little trembling in his arms. He knew that little Anne felt it, but he didn’t say anything. He touched the little girl’s little head and calmed her down, and then continued to tell the story.
"The story is like this." Chen Senran didn’t mean to really scare the little girl. After all, Little Annie was already a little scared. He wanted to ease the atmosphere and let the little girl stop shaking.
"Don’t speak good little dense ….." The little girl got up to spare Chen Senran’s sleeve. "Big deal … I’ll let you kiss … no … kiss two people, ok …" The little girl raised her head here and looked at Chen Senran with big pink eyes and bowed her head with shame.
What’s the fear of that little shyness? Some Chun Qing rippled away the gloomy atmosphere just now, so Chen Senran decided to carry out the intimidation plan to the end.
"Once upon a time, there was a man driving a carriage with his little daughter who was going to cross the howling swamp to do business in the north." Chen Senran deliberately lowered his voice, but it was a bit gloomy. "He walked through the fog all day and didn’t see the swamp guide sign before he left. He couldn’t help but feel a little anxious, but because it was dark in the swamp, he could let the carriage cross the road and rarely made it difficult to move. He could stop the carriage and stay in a temporary camp to rest for one night before going."
My little girl snorted when she saw that the kiss plan was unsuccessful, but she turned her face aside and shrank into his arms unconsciously because of Chen Senran’s story.
"He took his sleepy little girl from the carriage and put her in a tent to eat some dry food to satisfy her hunger. At this moment, her daughter cried for hot soup. This person is very painful. After thinking for a while, she told her daughter to pick up something that can burn and come back before he came back. Then he tied up the tent and walked out." Chen Senran paused again and looked at her and buried her body in her arms, fearing death, but pricked up her ears high. The little girl could not help but touch her nose.
There is a kind of curiosity kills the cat talent lurking in the creature of woman, big or small.
"This man bought an oil lamp and searched hard for possible dry wood in the dark fog, but he couldn’t find it for a long time. Just as he was about to go back and say sorry to his daughter, his oil lamp suddenly went out." Chen Senran stopped talking about selling here and looked at the girl with interest.
My little girl saw Chen Senran’s pettiness and took a hard bite at Chen Senran, signaling him to speak quickly.
"At this time, a cold breath climbed his back. Just when he wanted to turn around and have a look, a cold, dry voice whispered like a crow, are you fighting the cold war?" Chen Senran picked up her eyebrows more and more, and continued to make up "The little girl who stayed at the camp waited for a long time but didn’t see her father come back, and then she fell asleep and slept for a while, but she was awakened by the cold. Seeing that the original tent was tied up, she was beaten by someone. She was happy to go out of the tent and just wanted to call a father, but I didn’t expect that there was nothing outside at this moment …" Just as Chen Senran was about to preach that she would definitely scare the little girl when she set the ending.
The carriage suddenly stopped.
"What happened to Lao Du?" Chen Senran frowned and felt that something was wrong.
"Something’s wrong," Lao Du’s answer is still concise than not being afraid or happy.
Chen Senran can hold little Annie’s car to see the fog pouring into the carriage when the curtain is lifted, and Chen Senran can hardly keep his eyes open.
The fog degree exceeded Chen Senran’s estimate.
It’s cold in the fog. Chen Senran tightens her arms and the little girl looks around.
I can’t see anything, as if I were blind.
"The fog was not so thick before, and now the roots can’t walk," Lao Du said.
Chen Senran nodded and just wanted to say something. A cold breath climbed his back before he turned around.
I heard a cold, dry, dumb voice like a crow saying in a low voice
"Are you fighting the cold war?"
The little girl in her arms finally began to cry.
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The girl left in the dead fog was scared to cry.
The wind seems colder.
Chen Senran narrowed his eyes and touched little Annie’s cheek. He put his face on it and said "nothing"
In fact, his body strength has already been transferred to his other palm, and he can also judge the flow of power with his eyes open, and he will firmly surround himself with three yards. If there is any strange power fluctuation, he will definitely give a fatal counterattack.
"Well, I know." Little Annie gave vent to her emotions and stopped crying. She hid in Chen Senran’s arms sheepishly, showing a pair of eyes like a cat, and looked carefully behind her to see who suddenly scared her.
Chen Senran also wants to know who can approach and speak quietly. Although the fog here is heavy, it is not enough to block Chen Senran’s perception of the neighborhood.