"Maintaining the Eight Fiends Mysterious Fire Formation requires a huge amount of energy. Therefore, after my true energy was sucked away, a lot of my essence and blood was also sucked away. But in fact, losing so much essence and blood would not cause me to be comatose for so many days.
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"To summarize, I went there after killing the Beast God, and I came out because of the first volume of the Book of Heaven. This..."
Ye Chao thought of a certain possibility and his face became extremely gloomy. If what he thought was right, then his time travel was not an accidental phenomenon.
"But feeling unwell?"
"It's okay, I just thought of something. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Xiao Liu for more than ten years. Please take me to meet him."
When men are together, they usually drink wine in a bowl and look at Baiyun, and then talk about why their girl is so beautiful, and who is still straight-backed after eight times a night in Piaoxiang Huanyu Pavilion.
Of course, with the supervision of a little fox, you can drink wine, but the affair will be avoided.
"Because Xiao San used the Essence and Blood Magic, not only did her realm regress, but the Divine Sea also suffered losses. Therefore, her current mind is equivalent to the stage of a toddler among you humans."
Seeing the cute little white fox grinning, Ye Chao seemed to be infected by her and couldn't help but make a face.
"It's small, but your fox clan has a long lifespan, so it doesn't matter if you wait."
Xiao Liu fondly touched the little white fox, looked at Ye Chao and said: "God is always fair. You have short lifespans, but you can control the wind and rain in a short period of time. But if we want to control the wind and rain, who can't?"
After thousands of years?"
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and regard all things as stupid dogs."
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The life of the fox tribe in the ancestral mountain was very pleasant. Little Sparrow and Little White Fox often quarreled. Dahei ran freely in the mountains and made the path very solid. Xiaoliu breathed cloud energy at the highest point of Fox Mountain. Xiaobai retreated on the roof
A piece of grass grew on it, and the grass grew vigorously. It has recently produced flowers and seems to be blooming.
"Three hundred years of living in the Xuanhuo Altar prison without seeing the light of day made her see through many things. When the wild flowers bloom, there will be another master in the world."
Jin Ping'er looked there with some disappointment and said, "It's a pity that we can't see it anymore. I just hope that Xiaobai will break through as soon as possible."
"Let's go."
There is still enough sunshine at the foot of Fox Mountain, and a large field of wild flowers is in full bloom. The pink color of a peach forest is fascinating. Perhaps it is because of the peculiarity of Fox Mountain, or perhaps there is sufficient moisture in this Shiwanshan Mountain area, and a rainbow just frames it.
Between Fox Mountain and a small peak filled with mist.
These scenes are undoubtedly nostalgic. Under such scenery, the little sparrow and the little white fox are usually quarreling.
However, the two beasts were waving to each other. No, it was the little sparrow waving its wings, and the little white fox waving its furry paws.
"Brother Ye, Miss Jin, I don't know how long it will be before we see each other again. I cherish you."
Ye Chao grabbed the reluctant little sparrow and stuffed it into his arms, waved his hand and said: "You also value it. If you are unwilling to be lonely and want to go to the Central Plains, come to me in Qingyun Mountain and I will show you the scenery of our Qingyun Mountain.
"
Xiao Liu nodded, but the eyes of the little white fox in his arms were looking at Ye Chao with anger. What does it mean to be unwilling to be lonely?
The journey back home after a full load is always so easy, and God is not willing to hinder people after success. The rainy southern Xinjiang has been sunny for more than ten days.
This made Dahei excited, because he no longer had to worry about the damn mud dirtying his legs when walking on the road, but Jin Ping'er, who was sitting on Dahei, was very unhappy.
Because the rain allowed her to walk slowly, she could spend a longer time with her loved one, although Dahei was still slow enough now.
The path guarded by Fenxiang Valley must not be walked on. It had just experienced a catastrophe, and the people of Fenxiang Valley would not allow anyone to appear there.
After passing through a tall mountain road, the terrain was finally no longer rugged and hilly, and the flowers and plants began to become more beautiful.
Xiaoyao Stream is on the coast of the East China Sea, and Qingyun Gate is in the north of the Central Plains, one in the south and one in the north, which is a very annoying distribution.
Jin Ping'er jumped on the ground, touched Dahei's head, looked at Ye Chao with unyielding eyes, walked up and gave Ye Chao a firm hug.
Ye Chao touched Jin Ping'er's hair and whispered: "I will pick you up in ten years at most, but within these ten years, you have to be careful and be careful of the Ghost King Sect."
Jin Ping'er nodded. Even without Ye Chao, Jin Ping'er would be wary of the Ghost King Sect after seeing the power of the Fulong Cauldron. After all, she is the next generation leader of the Hehuan Sect, and after the disappearance of the Changsheng Hall, the Hehuan Sect is the only existing holy sect.
The weakest force.
"I am leaving."
Jin Ping'er was very satisfied with the one month's time spent together in Nanjiang, not to mention she also got Ye Chao's promise, so she didn't feel too much reluctant to leave.
Ye Chao watched the red figure disappear into the sky, turned over and sat on Dahei's back, took a sip of the fox tribe's daughter's red, slapped the big black leather drum, and the figure quickly disappeared into the deserted sky.
On the mountain road.
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The slender and delicate tear bamboos on Xiaozhu Peak are like sharp swords stuck in the ground. No matter how strong the wind blows from Tongtian Peak, they will never waver. Even the tiny bamboo leaves will not move.
It won't swing.
A woman in goose-yellow clothes is holding a long sword and slashing at a tear bamboo. With every collision, the woman's hand will shake, and the mist in her smart eyes will condense a little more.
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After dozens of blows, she finally cut off the tear bamboo, but she didn't feel the slightest joy because the master said that with Zhou Xiaohuan's qualifications, she must cut down five trees in one day.
This is the first tree, but the sun is already above my head.
Looking at her red hands, Xiaohuan couldn't help but shed tears. This was because she was tired, because she was suffering, because her master was too strict, and because she thought of her grandfather's goodness.
Looking at the peaks pouring into the clouds in the northwest, Xiaohuan wiped away her tears, and somehow there was a hint of cunning in her bright eyes. She took out a talisman from her arms and quickly attached it to four bamboos.
Go far away and snap your fingers.
Four clicking sounds were heard one after another, and four bamboos fell to the ground one after another.
"I remember Brother Ye once told my grandpa that the reason why people can regard jackals, tigers and leopards as meat is because people have brains and use brute force to do things. Those are beasts."
"Yeah?"
Xiaohuan clapped his hands and said matter-of-factly: "Of course, everything Brother Ye said..."
She didn't finish her sentence because she remembered that there was no one in this bamboo forest, but who made that sound?