This was the scene that everyone saw when they arrived.

The fair and tender girl curled up in the arms of the tall and thin boy, her black hair hanging down and her pale face looming.

The look he gave her was filled with endless tenderness and love, as if he was embracing the most precious treasure in the world.

So careful, so tender.

"Xiao San..."

The master staggered, and his already poor health made him cough even more.

But he didn't have the mind to care about these things. His eyes were completely on the two children. No matter which one of them got into trouble, it would be enough to make him heartbroken.

Tang San's gaze finally moved away from the girl in his arms, with tenderness and heartache still lingering in his eyes.

The darkness had long since disappeared, and the clarity and calmness familiar to everyone reappeared.

He paused, lowering his voice deliberately.

"I'm sorry to have worried everyone. I'm fine. The baby is asleep."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the huge stone that had been hanging in their hearts finally fell to the ground.

"In that case, let's stop here for today and take a good rest."

The master's gaze fell on the pale girl sleeping in his arms, and a hint of heartache and complexity flashed across his eyes.

He didn't know what happened between the two children, but he could clearly sense that Tang Wuyou's body was in a state of severe overdraft. Although he was not seriously injured, he had damaged his vitality again.

I don’t know how long it will take to recover.

Tang San did not refute. He has always cared about Tang Wuyou's health the most, and this injury was caused by him. How could he not blame himself?

He nodded slightly and carefully carried the little girl towards the dormitory.

His eyes swept over the crowd, silently sending a signal to reassure them.

But when he passed by Oscar, he found a few more tofu in his arms, and Oscar's face turned a little pale.

He whispered

"Feed it when Xiao Wuyou wakes up. It will recover much faster. I have concentrated the soul power in it."

"..."

*

The moonlight shone through the window, casting a layer of silver glow over the entire room.

Tang Wuyou's white and tender little hand was held by the young man, and Tang San's eyes fell on the sleeping face of the little girl.

He sent Xiao Wu somewhere else to rest, and he wanted to take care of her tonight.

The night was quiet and his thoughts drifted far away.

This kind of scene didn't seem to be the first time it happened. Since coming to Shrek, he seemed to be always staring.

The little girl was sleeping, and he was waiting, praying, and worrying.

The skin between his eyebrows was still burning, and the cool touch on him was like a burning fire engraved into his soul.

His heart began to pound again, and his eyes fixed on Tang Wuyou suddenly became filled with fiery anticipation.

It was the little girl's kiss on his forehead that woke him up from his decadence. He could not describe his feelings at that moment.

It was as if the sky suddenly appeared, and it was like a starry sky.

When all the expectations and hidden love are responded to, the world becomes clear from then on.

Can his thoughts and wishes become their years and years?

Tang San didn't know.

He just felt that he was full of hope, and the thorny road ahead was full of flowers at that moment.

The road was so beautiful, and at the end of it stood his beloved girl.

She just smiled.

But the first time he saw her, he wanted to hold her in his arms, wanted to kiss her deeply, wanted to indulge in her, wanted to grow old with her, and wanted to be inseparable from her.

Perhaps this time the inner demon has not been wiped out. It has hidden in his soul and in his deep expectations.

In that imaginary world, she was his beloved wife.

Tang San's eyes traced the still young face, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up into a gentle smile.

Baby, my love, you understand.

right?

*

"Xiao Wuyou, how is your recovery going? Can you still hold on?"

The master came to teach as usual the next day, but he looked at the little kid who stood out among the row of tall people with some astonishment, and said with some concern.

Tang Wuyou's face was still a little pale, but she smiled and comforted the master.

"Don't worry, Master. My body is not as weak as before. I have the tofu that Brother Oscar gave me. As long as it's not a huge drain, I can still stick to normal training."

The master nodded slightly after hearing this, his eyes fell on Tang San who had been focusing all his attention on the little girl beside him from the beginning, and he coughed lightly.

"Xiao San, I haven't had the chance to ask you yet, what is your inner demon?"

Speaking of this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Tang San and Tang Wuyou's faces at the same time.

Both of them remembered the awakening method yesterday. When Tang Wuyou woke up this morning, he met Tang San's eyes that were so gentle that they seemed to be dripping with tears. He was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die.

Although Tang San was filled with joy, he did not speak openly about these things, for he was afraid that the girl would be too embarrassed to pay attention to him.

After all, the little girl is still young and they have plenty of time.

Tang Wuyou was also greatly relieved about this.

on

Just let it be.

.....I feel so embarrassed.

"teacher."

"The inner demon has been broken, and I'm fine now. It's just that there seems to be something extra in my body. I don't understand what it is, but it doesn't seem to have any malicious intent."

Although Tang San wanted to break the window paper immediately, he also took the little girl's feelings into consideration, so he immediately changed the subject.

As expected, the master's face became serious and he asked

"Release it and let me see."

After Tang San regained consciousness yesterday, the eight skeletons disappeared. He noticed it at the time, but Xiao Wuyou had fallen into a coma at that time and Tang San was extremely exhausted, so he did not ask in detail.

Tang San nodded gently, loosened his hand holding the little girl and placed it on his abdomen, with his palms moving up and down in a wrapping posture, as if he was looking for something in the inner palace.

In a short while, changes occurred behind Tang San.

Eight bulges exactly the same as yesterday slowly appeared, and then sharp bones over three meters long burst through his clothes.

It was not until today that people were able to observe these strange things with complete rationality and care.

All of a sudden, all the Shreks gathered around, keeping a safe distance, chattering about their opinions.

"Could it be that Xiao San mutated after absorbing the human-faced demon spider?"

"This, this, this, it won't evolve to the point of spinning silk in the future, right?"

"Damn, that's pretty cool!"

"..."

Tang San listened to these wild guesses, the corners of his mouth twitched rarely, and then he looked at the master with some anticipation.

But the master only had a look of disbelief on his face, and his eyes, which had always been calm, were now flashing with a complex light.

Tang San frowned, a bad feeling welled up in his heart, and his expression fell for a moment.

"...Teacher, I won't really mutate, will I? Will I be able to spin silk in the future?"

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