There were only a few drops of tears, but they were as crystal clear as jade, as if they were falling to the ground and making a sound.

The light was shining with a hazy crystal light, as if the person with a sorrowful cup was filled with intoxicating eyes, looking at the doubled stars in the starry sky in a confused and sad way. Mora did not ask the girl why she cried, and that complex feeling was probably difficult to describe in words.

The pain of rushing and wandering, the pain of losing relatives, or the indifference of relatives, and the changes in life today, all the storms and experiences of storms are piled up in the little girl's heart, ripening a weak heart, but thinking about the happiness of childhood that she had almost never had, is this kind of growth a blessing?

The girl who often laughs and cries while laughing and laughing and crying quickly only shed tears, as if the water splashed on the ground was just the juice dripping from the soup plate.

A smiley face is like a cheek.

"It's night, let's go, let's go and rest. It will be a good weather tomorrow." Mora took the girl's hand and walked back to the bedroom.

The waiter in the hotel had already set up a small bed. At this time, Nigra was hot in summer. Even when it was close to the beach, there was still annoying heat steam, but all this was not confusing to Mora and Cocoa.

The little girl is indeed very talented in spells. Although she only has a few days of learning, many spells that can be cast almost without using mana can be used - such as small fire technique, ice water technique, dust removal technique (feng shui mixing technique) and other life-oriented spells.

Seeing the little girl busy in the room excitedly, Mora smiled and praised her for learning a few spells quickly. She would definitely become a master of the future. Coco was very happy and wanted to perform the skills she had learned. So the house was windy, water and fire. If Mora hadn't set up a barrier in secret, she would have alarmed other passengers.

After all, a mage lives next door and is still casting spells. This fact is enough to get the warriors to get up from the bed and get out of the hotel. Finally, Coco finished experimenting with all the spells and lay down on the bed panting. Although these spells do not require mana, they also require energy. The little girl who cast them all once and fell asleep on the bed before Mora could tell her a story.

Mora looked at the girl helplessly, touched her soft hair pity, took off her shoes, and then prepared the bed for her. For a moment, she was excitedly forgotten that the girl who was instructed by the teacher had no idea what the consequences would be if she used up her energy to cast her spells at once.

Mora didn't know it either, but as a powerful person who surpassed ordinary existence, Mora saw at a glance the girl's behavioral omissions, but Mora did not stop her.

In some mage's letters, there is a relatively extreme method of cultivation. Use all your magic power and spirit at one time, and then when you recover, the mage's magic power and spirit will greatly increase. This method of cultivation once became a secret skill, but later more people discovered this.

However, more than ten years later, people discovered the fatal flaw of this cultivation method. The cultivation that seemed to stimulate potential is actually overdrawing the potential of life. Many mages who are still talented have used this cultivation method and their lives have been greatly shortened.

In some learning stages that require time to settle down, many mages have to try their best to make up for this shortening of their lifespan. However, the effect is not good, so this method was later abandoned.

However, this defect is not a problem for Mora. He held Coco's little hand, soft and soft, like a piece of cotton candy. Mora slowly passed over a trace of divine power, but it was just a power transformed by the pearl of the world.

Because he noticed the changes in the Kingdom of God, Moral was always very careful when using divine power, so that the breath and power of divine power in his body would not be transmitted. Later Moral discovered that as long as his divine power yearns for a circle in the world pearl and performs a preparation for "creation", the divine power after it came out was the kind of attributeless divine power that changed according to his own wishes, and there was no respect for supreme divine power, vast, and great noble aura.

Moreover, the increase in time also makes Mora look more like a mage, and it takes time to mobilize mana analysis factors to make the spells take.

As soon as the mind moved, the divine power slowly penetrated into Coco's body. The moment it entered the girl's body, all the conditions in the girl's body were reflected in front of Mora. Although the girl's life has been greatly improved in recent times, the years of disagreement and bloodline and diseases caused by not being adjusted after being triggered by blood power have all caused "scars" in the girl's body.

Mora slowly circulated his divine power, recovering the hidden injuries in the girl's body bit by bit. Because it was not the effect of the supreme divine power, every trace of healing effect was the result of his own concentration. Every place required a lot of energy to consume him, but such trouble was nothing compared to Mora's love for Coco.

The effect of divine power healing is obvious. During this period, Coco's life has been greatly improved. His complexion is not as pale as it makes people feel distressed, but rather a rosy with vitality. Unfortunately, that rosy is just a kind of health that is almost rejuvenated, with a vain phantom.

Now after being treated by Mora, a truly healthy and soft light appeared on Coco's face, and under the light, it emitted a charming brilliance - it was a hymn for the growth of life. After cleaning up the hidden injuries in the little girl's body, Mora took a break for a while, and then focused on restoring the girl's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness. The brain is the most sophisticated existence, and any mistake will lead to unimaginable consequences.

Putting the girl's hand down, Mora gently lifted the girl's head, spread her soft and gentle long hair, and then gently put down the girl's head.

Coco opened his eyes, big, round, watery, and bright, looking straight at Mora, as if he wanted to put everything in his body.

The dim candlelight in the room shone on the two people, warm and warm. The little girl's body was hidden under the almost translucent silk quilt, and the young girl could not see the tenderness of the little girl, so this scene looked like the husband sitting on his wife's bed staring at his wife, extremely affectionate.

Morra smiled gently, slowly lowered her head, with a deep starry sky in her eyes. Coco held the corner of her mouth, then closed her eyes. She raised her head slightly, like a young bird waiting to be fed.

Mora smiled and lowered her head and kissed Coco on the forehead. The girl opened her eyes dissatisfiedly, glared at Mora, raised her hand and gently hit Mora. Then she closed her eyes. Mora gently pressed her hand on the girl's head, "Don't move, I'll clean up your previous bruises for you."

The girl obediently did not move. Soon she noticed a vibrant force flowing into her head like flowing water. This feeling was like what she felt in a dream just now, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Every trace of divine power slowly entered the subtle nerve veins under Mora's control, repairing lines that seemed weak or were about to die due to lack of strength and nutrition.

Repairing the mind is an extremely dangerous and complex thing. Each area represents the most mysterious and complex potential and function in the human body. Coco's body reflects some reactions from time to time, spontaneous manifestations after stimulating the nerves. The precocious and sensible girl did not make Mora bother and tried to relax her body, and did not make moves or think about things in her mind because of those strange reactions. She just tried to calm down, calm her body, calm her mind, and calm her mind.

The repair work lasted for half a night, and finally, the damage in the last area was relieved by Mora. The girl's body trembled uncontrollably. When Mora retracted her hand, the girl suddenly came over and hugged Mora's waist tightly. Her body trembled and red tides flooded her like a tide.

Mora gently stroked the girl's back. The silk dress from the far east was already soaked, but as the heat on Mora's hands evaporated, the sweat-wet clothes returned to their original dryness and refreshing, and there was not even wrinkles.

Feeling the changes inside the body and the refreshingness of the external clothes, Coco moaned comfortably, and then buried himself in Morra's arms, "You haven't told the story tonight yet."

The night was already dark, but the little girl's spirit was unprecedentedly vigorous, but Mora was tired. Although he could fully restore the state of vigorous energy as long as he used his divine power to restore himself, Mora knew that when the day ahead came, he might not have such a vulnerable feeling that he belonged to humans, whether it was precious or pitiful.

He reached out to hold the little girl's soft waist and put the girl in his chest. Then Mora walked back to his bed with Coco in his arms, lay down first, and then put Coco beside him. Smelling the faint green smell, Mora whispered: "I'm very tired tonight, Coco, please tell me a story."

"ah?--"

The little girl widened her eyes in surprise: "I'll tell me?"

Then the girl who had been waiting for Moral to tell the story became excited, and she pulled Moala's arm away, burped under his arm, stared with her big eyes and said, "Okay, okay! What story do you want to hear?"

Mora felt the sour and numb fatigue in her body and mind, and remembered this feeling deeply in the depths of her heart. Perhaps these feelings will no longer belong to her in more than ten years.

"Listen to the story you told, my little girl." Mora sounded gently in the house with a tired voice.

The candlelight suddenly went out, and the room was dark. Only a small window came from the small window to the light of the Negra Mage Tower at night, which was very hazy.

Coco did not speak, but quietly fumbled out, grabbed Mora's hand, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"I really want to hold your hand like this forever." The child's voice, who has a child, has already brought mature heartache.

A strong arm wrapped around the petite body,

"The stars are all over the sky, and I will be with you until dawn."

"Brother"'s voice is low, maybe it's a cry of fear in my heart, so afraid that you will not be here tomorrow. I am yours, always, and you have to miss me too.
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