Shui Ling'er was accompanied by the Son of Heaven, walking on a long road of heart with him, and seeing all the different styles and wonderful scenery along the way. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhen night falls, they arrive at their destination: the mysterious universe.

This experience is really incredible, Shui Ling'er blinked with a pair of big eyes, and didn't know where to look at it, so she had to look left and right hoping that she could see the whole space as clearly as possible, but when she looked at it, she could only hate her own vision, which was really not so wide.

The Son of Desolation stood beside him with a smile, let him marvel for a moment, and then pulled him and said, "Ling'er, follow me into the galaxy." ”

"Huh, sir, are you saying that I want to practice Heavenly Meditation in the Milky Way?" Shui Ling'er was so excited that she wanted to laugh.

The caracer nodded, took his hand, and walked towards the silver light.

Entering the Milky Way is a different feeling than when you are standing outside and watching.

At this time, Shui Ling'er remembered the bubble bath that Lulu had prepared for him. Every time he took a bath, those soap bubbles combined with the hot steam would make him feel ethereal.

However, compared to the gorgeous and magnificent Milky Way in front of him and the bubble bath, he felt too wronged by the Milky Way.

He was surrounded by layers of silver mist, which were like round bubbles after round, and when they touched each other, they would burst, and then volatilize new silver mist, and then form new bubbles.

There is no sense of heaven and earth in the galaxy, and everything is in a state of chaos. The only thing that has an actual image here seems to be the shining stars.

The curiosity of the child did not change, and when he saw that the stars were real, he stretched out his finger to point them, thinking that he could touch their sharp corners, but as soon as his hand approached, the star turned into a wisp of gas sprayed with gold dust, and dissipated in the blink of an eye.

He reached out to catch a few golden droplets in his palm, but soon, the droplets evaporated, and he realized that in fact, in the galaxy, he couldn't catch anything.

Seeing his puzzled expression, the caracal looked at him and explained: "The vast world evolved from a drop of water hundreds of millions of years ago, and where there is water, there is life. The fantastic beauty you see at the moment is actually just a pool of clear water, but no one has such a big hand to hold this water in the universe, and at most you can only receive one or two drops. ”

"In this way, my husband and I are walking in the water at the beginning of the formation of the universe, which existed in the state of silver mist. ”

Caracal was quite satisfied with his summary, nodded in appreciation, and then stopped and asked with concern, "Ling'er, are you tired after walking for so long?"

Shui Ling'er has been in high spirits admiring the wonders of the universe, and has long forgotten her own feelings, and after his reminder, there are really bursts of soreness in her legs.

"Well, a little. He replied honestly.

He pointed to his feet and said, "Then let's sit on the ground and rest here." ”

"Ah, sit in the Milky Way and rest? Isn't it all water? Where is the ground? Can we just sit like this and not fall down?" Shui Ling'er stomped his feet, unable to step on any ground, a little overwhelmed. Looking at the Son of Heaven again, he had already crossed his legs and sat quietly in the silver mist.

As soon as he came to a standstill, mischievous stars wrapped around him, jumping in his hair and shoulders. On his warm yellow gauze robe, the stars are embellished with pear blossom patterns, adding a bit of brilliance to the flowers. Such a handsome person, shining with the stars, Shui Ling'er looked a little dizzy.

He patronized and watched the caracal, and after standing still, he was also surrounded by stars. He was afraid that he would startle them if he made a big move, so he sat down very quietly opposite the caracal.

Even though he had sat down, he instinctively kept looking down, for fear that if the mist of the Milky Way was taken out of a hole by him, he would fall out of that hole.

The eyes of the caracer are closed, as still as a statue. Shui Ling'er is like a little monkey, scratching his ears and cheeks, looking around, as if he can't see enough of the universe no matter what. (To be continued.) )