Room, antique, everywhere is Yunluo silk, the wind blowing silk dance with the wind, very good-looking.


    In front of the table, the cloud empty road long one face is careful, very careful looking at in front of the bronze mirror, the expression on that face wants to please to have more please.


    The bronze mirror reflects the face of a small steamed bun. It''s plump. It''s carved with powder and carved with jade. It''s very beautiful.


    If people see this picture, they will be shocked. Taoist priest yunkong, whom they regard as God, even shows a flattering look to others, and the object is a little doll!


    "Where''s my mother?" he said


    Taoist priest yunkong wiped his sweat carefully and swallowed his throat. His eyes dodged around, and he found a reason to lie around and said: "your mother, your mother, I don''t know about your mother..."


    "Where''s my mother?" he said


    Yunkong Taoist priest: "I''ve tried my best to find her, but I haven''t found her yet. Don''t worry, I''ll be the first to inform you when I find her!"


    "Where''s my mother?" he said


    Taoist priest Yun Kong


    It''s driving me crazy!


    Since he finally got online with his little ancestor, the first thing he said was his mother?


    Motherfucker, motherfucker!


    How does he know where his mother is!


    At this time, the little bun in the mirror moved. His face was expressionless and cold. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the mirror, as if he really knocked on the mirror through the void.


    Taoist priest yunkong immediately put on his smiling face and said, "little master, I''m here."


    "Where''s my mother?" he said


    Taoist priest Yun Kong


    Ow! He broke down!


    "Yes, yes! Your mother, your mother, your mother! I''ve found your mother, okay? But before the time comes, I can''t take her to see you


    Baozi was silent.


    Taoist priest Yun Kong wiped his sweat and sighed deeply. Now he can''t ask him about his mother again, can he?


    In the bronze mirror


    Xiaobaozi''s eyebrows are locked, and her face is tender and tender. Her big eyes are full of melancholy, and her sadness is revealed.


    The cloud empty way is long at the heart can''t bear, sighed a tone to comfort a way: "little master, you are at ease to stay above, always have a reunion time......"


    Xiaobaozi suddenly raised his head.


    He said solemnly, holding his chin in both hands, with a serious face: "what about my father?"


    Lao yunkong


    God, please come down and kill him with a ray of thunder. It''s really hard to follow the little master who has no father or mother!


    "Didn''t you say you found my mother? My father likes my mother so much that he must have found my mother. Are they together? " The young voice of xiaobaozi is one by one.


    After hearing this, Taoist priest yunkong turned his mouth and murmured in a low voice through the mirror: "who said that your father was looking for your mother, but your mother has been looking for your father all her life. It''s time and space..."


    Inside the bronze mirror, there was a long sigh.


    Small steamed stuffed bun a slap to cover face, hate iron not into steel of shake head, "my Niang, also too not reserve some!"


    Yun Kong


    "You have found my father and mother. Why don''t you bring them to me?" The steamed stuffed bun once again made a small face.


    Old cloud empty want to cry without tears, "this..."


    "If you don''t bring them to see me, why don''t I go down and look for them?"


    Old cloud empty gapes, "make not!"


    Bang -


    suddenly, there was a sound of kicking the door, followed by fuduoduo''s pretty voice: "old bastard! Open the door! I know you''re in there. Don''t be quiet! You have the ability to do divination. Don''t hide! Open the door for me