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“So comfortable!”

Little Baiyun said happily, looking at the faint light on the clouds, as if bathed in the sun, it was very beautiful.

"Just like it, I'm leaving." After picking the gourd, it's time to go back. I'll go down the mountain to leave tomorrow!

"Is it fun outside? I'm going to go too." Xiao Baiyun said.

Tang Ning chuckled: "It's not fun outside, it's very dangerous. Just stay here."

As soon as the voice fell, she jumped down from the clouds. At the moment she jumped down, the little white clouds wrapped around and followed her down.

Tang Ning only felt like he was falling down. When he came to his senses, he was already standing outside the tower, and the old monk stood in front of her.

Looking at the gourd on her waist, the old monk smiled: "It seems that he has picked it. This fairy gourd will choose the owner by himself, but what is the ball on your head?"

"What?"

Tang Ning was stunned and looked up. He saw a small white cloud floating above his head. At this time, a small face appeared from the small white cloud, and his big blinking eyes were looking around strangely.

"Why did you follow me?" Tang Ning looked at the little white cloud above his head in surprise.

"Hehehehehehe, it's fun, it's fun here." The old monk was even more surprised when a childish voice came out.

"Is this what followed you from it? Is it already born with spiritual wisdom?"

Tang Ning spread his hands helplessly: "It's the cloud that comes out from inside." She glanced at the little white cloud above her head and said, "Or why don't you go back!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished her words, the face on the little white cloud showed a grievance, and her eyes seemed to have tears. The next moment, she saw the little white cloud gradually turning into dark clouds, and a piece of rain fell on her body.

She widened her eyes in surprise, watching the little white clouds turn into little dark clouds and raining there. Because she was not prepared, she watched the rain fall down on her head and fall on her bare head, and then slid down the top of her head, pouring all over her body.

She opened her mouth and stared at her eyes, unable to say a word for a long time.

The old monk looked at the dark cloud in surprise and murmured: "This is really unprecedented! When I went in, I never saw such a strange cloud. How did your clouds come about?"

Tang Ning was covered in rain and said angrily: "It's not my birth, I don't know." As soon as he fell, he said to the dark clouds above his head, "Okay, okay, stop raining anymore, you can follow me if you want!"

"Really?" The dark cloud couldn't help but be happy when he heard it. The dark clouds on his body gradually dissipated and became a small white cloud again, which made Tang Ning speechless.

"Really." Why did she feel like she had picked a gourd and a child in it? She sighed in her heart, and the breath of spiritual power surged, drying the rainwater on her body.

"If this white cloud follows you down the mountain, there will be a cloud floating on the top of you wherever you go. It would be strange if you don't think of it as strange." The old monk said, looking at the white cloud, the more strange it became.

This is really a natural creature, born from the essence of heaven and earth!

"I'll go back and sleep for a while. I won't say goodbye to you tomorrow. We will go down the mountain directly." Tang Ning looked at the old monk and paused, then said, "If you need to go to my place in the future, look for me again!"
Chapter completed!