Heavenly Star Chapter 389: Sichen

. "Daddy ... has a kid, father?"

Xiaomo's voice fell, her mind was attracted to the girl in the snow in front of her, and for a time, she couldn't hold anything else in her eyes. She is a girl at the same time, but she can't help but sigh, what a cute little elf. Rourou (soft)'s soft hair, crystal diamonds are generally shiny eyes, and there are two rows of delicate eyelashes on it. Both the small nose and the mouth of pink are exquisite to the extreme. The pale and delicate skin is translucent pink. At first glance, it is like seeing a crystal doll. She had a strong urge to hold her in her arms.

She called Ye Wuchen a few times, but didn't get his reply. She looked away from the little girl and turned to Ye Wuchen's face, only to find that his expression was so dull, her eyes were violently turbulent Even his body was trembling slightly.

"Daddy?" She lightened called again.

The little girl in the snow stood up, moved her two little legs forward, the snow was deep, and she accidentally tripped in the snow again. As a result, she crawled little by little in the snow with her hands as before, and climbed to the feet of Ye Wuchen with a pair of small and delicate hands in the surprised eyes of Xiaomo and the increasingly surging emotion of Ye Wuchen It rested on his lap and grabbed him tightly.

Ye Wuchen slowly crouched down, he was afraid that his movements were too big, and disturbed the little creature.

The hand stretched out trembling, and touched a soft body, and the touch was as soft as the soft snow. This was the body of a small baby, a blood-like connection came from his hands, hitting him deep inside his turbulent heart for a long time. His hand touched her soft hair, her eyes, nose, lips ... all the way up to her every finger, every toe, every inch of her body ... the soul was shaking, The blood was boiling **.

A small, soft hand was pressed against his hand, and then he grabbed one of his fingers, holding it tightly, as if he was afraid to let go, and he would escape. In his eyes, there was an unfamiliar feeling of wetness. He held the girl in front of him with both hands, held her in front of his chest, and made her close to himself ... just holding her so silently, feeling The blood vessels that can never be cut are connected.

He never wanted to restore his vision like crazy now. Because, how much he wanted to open his eyes and take a look at this young girl held in his arms-his daughter!

Xiaomo stared at them blankly, surprised and miserable. But immediately, she was about to break this strange atmosphere and asked Ye Wuchen, and suddenly realized that it was wrong ... too quiet, this little girl kept her lips closed, but did not make any sounds ...

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"Sichen, it's time for breakfast."

With the sound of the soft voice, a young girl with a whole body in a snow suit, who looks like she was only two or eight years old, came out. This is a pure beautiful girl with bright eyes, especially her skin condensed like snow, enough to make all the women in the world envious. She had a delicate bottle in her hand. On closer inspection, the bottle was also made of ice. However, it was ice that was blocked by power and would not melt when heated. Inside, there is a half-bottle of white liquid, and a taste of mellow fragrant scent overflows from the small gap. This taste proves that it will never be ordinary milk, but a very precious essence of heaven and earth .

"Ah! Sichen ... WSichen ..."

The blanket was lifted halfway, the little bed was empty, and the sleeping baby was gone. The young girl's sweet smile disappeared suddenly and replaced with a deep panic. She almost didn't hold the bottle in her hand. After her screaming, a footstep rushed to her, and immediately, a young girl wearing the same snow suit appeared next to her. At the same age, she looked exactly the same ...

"Why Elder Sister, ah! Sichen! Where did Sichen go?"

The two young girls simultaneously are flustered, because the entire Snow Woman Palace is now only five people, except for the two of them, also, their Palace Master, and Sichen, also, who have been sleeping for a long time. Palace Master has not appeared for a few days, it will not be Palace Master that took Sichen, how can they not panic.

Usually, both of them are taking care of Sichen, and have a deep relationship with this angelic baby. Just as they were preparing to seek out, a dull voice came from above their heads with a heavy breath that suddenly came down. The top of the head and the ground also moved slightly.

The two looked at each other and rushed out at the same time. Following the breath, they saw two raw faces in shock, and in the man's arms, they were holding their Sichen.

"Who are you?" A pair of spiky ice spikes appeared in the hands of two girls at the same time. They were close to the enemy, guarding Ye Wuchen and Xiaomo in front of them. That brief glance, the round hole above their heads shocked their hearts. How hard was the ice layer of arrange/laid out by Palace Master personally, and just that vibration proved that they had penetrated it with just one blow. How could they not be surprised.

Snow Woman Palace No one dared to break into it at will. And since Snow Woman has frozen the entire Snow Woman Palace three years ago, it is equivalent to being isolated from the world. These two men can never be as simple as inadvertently breaking in. But Sichen was held in his arms by the man, and they did not dare to attack.

Xiaomo looks at Ye Wuchen with a questioning look. Ye Wuchen quietly squeezed the baby who was firmly against his body in his arms, and smiled softly, "Two Younger Sister rest assured, we have no malicious intentions here."

Two unfamiliar voices, from the immature voice, he knew that these would be two young girls who must be younger than him.

"Okay ... in this case, you put her down first. She's just a little child." Two young girls who are exactly the same and whose voices are the same are more alert than they are. They instinctively think that the disappearance of Sichen is Bringing here because of being broken into by this person. The eyes of both of them have been staring at Sichen, lest she be harmed, but they did not notice the difference in Ye Wuchen eyes.

However, they may have taken a look, and from the body of Sichen, they actually saw a layer of white light. The kind of white is illusory, and it is clearly white that anyone knows, but they feel strangely inexplicably. The feeling was simply ... it was a white color they hadn't seen before.

"Why should I put her down." Ye Wuchen shook his head and gently brushed the baby in his arms with compassion: "I'm Ye Wuchen, it's her father."

The two young girls were stunned there for a while, and Xiaomo also paused for a moment, and a pair of eyes began to dangle on the Ye Wuchen and Sichen.

The two girls looked at each other, and at the same time they stared at each other: "Impossible! Ye Wuchen obviously died three years ago ..."

"Your Palace Master should tell you that three years ago, I was forced to Soul Breaking Abyss of Great Wind Nation. But I am not dead. If it were not for you to block here, you would know me a few months ago No dead news. "

Ye Wuchen lightly sighed, summoned a piece of soft stuff from Sword God Ring, and put it in front of two girls with complicated looks: "Give it to your Palace Master, tell her ... I will never forget the flying on the Tiannan River three years ago Snow is like a rainbow. "

This is a snow-white veil, worn by Xue Feiyan when she first met three years ago. This is also the only one by one piece from him that came from her. The girl took it carefully. After hesitating for a while, one of them left quickly and the other half-lifted ice thorn stood still, but she kept looking at the turbulent eyes of Ye Wuchen to prove that she had believed For a few minutes, my heart was mad. Moreover, Sichen in his arms is so well behaved, as if he is craving his arms.

could it be that, he really is ...

"Younger Sister, can you tell me your name?" Ye Wuchen smiled. But in my heart, a little bit of depression has quietly arisen. With the excitement just now, he didn't notice anything, but at this moment, he was surprised that the baby in his arms went from being approached to being held in his arms, and there was no sound at all ... nothing!

"... Xue Xin." The girl hesitated slightly, said. Then added another sentence: "It was my Elder Sister Xue Wu just now."

"Xue Xin Xue Wu, a beautiful name."

"... Are you really Ye Wuchen?" Infected by his gentle voice and expression, Xue Xin's nervousness faded away quite a bit, and she began to look at him carefully.

They have been in Snow Woman Palace Zhang Da, and have basically never contacted outsiders. This sentence of Ye Wuchen is the first time that Xue Xin has been praised in her life. Like all young girls who like to be praised, her face is covered with a light pink.

"Don't I look?"

"... I don't know." Xue Xin could only answer that.

"What's her name." Ye Wuchen gently held the baby in her arms. She kept digging into his arms and seemed to want to get closer to him. Although he couldn't see it, he was holding her in his arms for the first time today, but he was convinced. The turbulence in the deepest part of Soul, the bloodline connected, the fate connected, the feeling of life connected are all iron proof ... she is his daughter.

"Sichen."

"Sichen ......" Ye Wuchen said the name lightly, closed his eyes slowly, and the name once again brought ripples from his calm heart.

"It's the name given by Palace Master." Ye Wuchen's expression Xue Xin all saw her eyes, and she found that she no longer doubted him as before. He may be the Ye Wuchen that should have died!

"Where's her mother?" Ye Wuchen asked. Yan Zhimeng, he longed to see her right away.

"She ..." Xue'er hesitated, but eventually did not answer to Ye Wuchen: "If you are really Ye Wuchen, just ask Sect Master."

Ye Wuchen's heart trembled, and her voice became urgent: "... could it be that she is not here? Or is something wrong with her?"

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