[Naraku] Just to get you

The night was hazy, the stars in the sky were hidden, and the moonlight could not be seen clearly.

At this time, some people still did not fall asleep peacefully.

Naraku was wearing a purple kimono, standing on the top of the mountain, surrounded by lush trees, beside him was a waist-high white-skinned and white-haired girl, holding a white mirror in her hand, quietly standing in front of her. beside him.

But the most striking thing is her eyes, neither happy nor sad, as if nothing in the world can surprise her.

At this time, Naluo's right sleeve gradually bulged, and slowly gathered into a spherical shape, stretching the wide sleeve into shape.

"Oh, so you actually wanted to come out?" He whispered to his deformed sleeve, as if treating a lover, and the deformed arm trembled more violently.

"Alright, I've kept you sleepy for so long, it's time to come out to get some air..." As soon as he finished his words, his blue, bewitching eyes raised, and the bulging lump fell to the bottom of the cliff.

In the early morning, when the mist first broke through, the clock propped up his body that had just faded from a high fever, and leaned against the wall panel. Fragmented sunlight fell into the room, and sprinkled on the corners of his mouth, which was emaciated due to the high fever, and the corners of his lips were scorched.

"Clock, you're awake, it's really early."

"Afeng, you too."

"I can't help it. When people get old, their sleep is always lighter. But, clock you..." Feng's wrinkled face came close, but it didn't look hideous. She asked with concern, "Your complexion still doesn't seem to be very good..."

"Haha, Afeng, the complexion of people who have just been ill is probably not much better..."

"It's because... my sister..." Afeng's old face moved away, "Actually, I heard Kagome mentioned that he and you were in Tsubaki's illusion, that person is probably my sister... "

Afeng's voice was long and full of indescribable sighs...

"However, you can still laugh now, which means that you have let go a lot..." Chaoyang had already broken free from Shanchuan's embrace, and the gully on Feng's cheek became more and more clearly visible.

At this moment, Zhang is facing the clock, with concerned eyebrows and melancholy tone.

"Clock, those things are not your fault, it's a good thing you can let go..."

The clock was stunned for a moment, then pursed its lips and slightly raised the corners of its mouth.

"Um……"

"Okay, I'm an old man half buried in the earth, I have to let Kagome and the others go to Di Nian'er to get some good medicinal materials for you..."

As soon as the word medicinal material came out, the corner of Zhong Zhong's mouth collapsed instantly.

"Oh, by the way, the butterfly on the clock is your shikigami, right?"

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you provoked a clingy little thing. Be careful in the future, don't be sucked up by that little thing..." Feng said and fell off the green cloth curtain and went out.

Clock looked at the bloated body, listened to this concerned entrustment, and gave another soft "hmm" again.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel Ghost Lantern for mine (≧?≦)ゞ

Now that you are in high school, the academic pressure will increase step by step. The most important thing is academics. Come on, let's work hard for each other (≧?≦)/

Your support is the motivation for my daily updates (≧?≦)/

Congratulations to the little angel Liezi for giving the holy liquid again (≧?≦)/

Hiccup~(^_^) Drink a book and be satisfied (≧?≦)/

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Haha, I also admire myself (?￣▽￣)?

Feather gray little angel is still as cute as ever (≧?≦)/