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The entire winter moon on Guiyun Mountain was dark and snowy. Nagamo walked out of the incense kitchen with a tray, and happened to see a red deer coming to look for food.

It should be a young female barking deer, hiding under the tree very cautiously, sniffing the bushes buried under the snow with its long and narrow snout, revealing a small strip of pure white hair when it wagged its tail .

As soon as Moxiu took a step, the vigilant deer let out two short barks in panic, then spread its four hooves, and quickly jumped into the cold and withered deep forest.

Deer blood is strong and smelly, but the meat of young female deer should be tender and firm. If it is chewed raw in the mouth, it will have a wonderful elasticity of tendons when swallowing.

……very hungry.

As if her throat was tightly blocked by hot blood clots, that sweet and fishy salty liquid seeped into her body with every breath, making people feel a secret and violent desire spontaneously.

She has the blood of Asura in her body, and she has been possessed by demons for many years. The strong demand for raw food of flesh and blood has long been engraved in her instinct. anxiety and restlessness.

Nagamo clenched the tray in her hand, so hard that even the wooden grains cracked tiny cracks, she hesitated in front of the bedroom for a long time, until the surface of the hot soup was covered with solidified oil Hua finally softened her expression and squeezed out a kind and tolerant smile.

It's too ugly.she thinks.

...It looks like a starving ghost who only knows how to suck flesh and blood under the shell of a compassionate and benevolent Bodhisattva, but it is so ugly inside.

Nagamo put the tray on the small table beside him, fetched the wooden barrel, and pinched the blue and purple mottled ankles that were resting on the edge of the bed.

Di Ting, who had just woken up, turned around blankly, then pursed his lips and smiled.

As far as facial appearance alone is concerned, this master actually looks very young, and he is born with a beautiful and gentle face. His eyes seem to be condensed with a thin layer of water, as if they contain the most precious and selfless love in the world. A feeling of affection is enough to make anyone caught by her eyes sink into deep water.

"Ranti, Ranti... where did you go just now, Ranti?"

The voice showed a gentle and low tone due to long sleep. Even though Yu Ge had been speaking in a low voice, people could easily tell that the meaning of these words was not to ask, but to... act like a baby.

Moxiu knew that she should put on an air of calmness and invincibility, but at that moment, she almost seemed to be floating in the clouds, or stepped into the mud, and the beating sound in her chest drummed her eardrums, but It seemed to have blinded her eyes, and plunged her straight into some ugly and sad joy.

She squatted down, pinched the master's ankles, dipped those slender white and cold feet into the warm medicinal soup, raised her eyes slightly in this position, and kneaded the master's drooping palms.

Her pupils are extremely dark, and the corners are sharp and pointed upwards, so when one looks up from the bottom up, it inevitably has a somewhat vicious and stern look.

But Di Ting was oblivious to this invisible pressure. She leaned against the bedside, holding each other tightly with both hands, feeling the steady and fluctuating pulse. The zigzag lines on the palm seeped into her blood.

That feeling made her guts riddled with holes shrivel up, and a numbness-like dull pain spread throughout her body in an instant along with the nerves.

It seemed that it was only at this moment that she could confirm with certainty that the master she had been searching for for countless years had finally returned to her side.

Lanti is no longer the Lanti she was back then, and she... seems to be no longer the same as she was back then.

In a kind of drowsy confusion, Di Ting fixed his eyes on the few strands of white hair that had fallen down.

Lanti put on a young body belonging to Moxiu, but she has gradually entered into old age and decline.

She spent all her time looking for it. During those days when the Bodhisattva fell into reincarnation, she almost seemed to be following the back of a lonely and distant old friend. The shadow appeared and disappeared sometimes, and sometimes it gave her great The expectation and hope, but in the end...all just belong to the distant past that cannot be recalled.

With a fiery and pure heart, she tirelessly asked between heaven and earth, Lanti, I love you, where have you... gone?

That question contains the state of mind of the questioner... worrying about gains and losses, struggling with pain, confused, or completely hopeless.

Later, she didn't want to ask any more questions, but as time went by, the hopeless feeling that she couldn't get what she wanted became the blood flowing in her veins, the straight bones on her back, and the lump in her chest. Even her pious and steadfast heart was gradually blurred by the naked flesh.

It was as if the heart and lungs were cut off bit by bit with hanging wires, turning them into a puddle of finely broken flesh and blood.

I love Randy, she thought.

But I lost her anyway, and... never got her back.

The appearance of this idea is like a crisp sound like a crack of gold and stone, listening to it is the beginning of aging from that day.

Auspicious beasts are born with the auspicious omens of the six realms. Even if they no longer deliberately cultivate, they will always have accumulated cultivation and merit. Therefore, this sign of decline is not due to the exhaustion of cultivation, but just because of...

At that time, she really didn't want to live anymore.

That was an idea that she never clearly had when she was condemned by God.

On the morning when he heard Nagamo's heart voice, Di Ting locked himself in the main hall, curled up under the cold and huge golden statue of Bodhisattva, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

Randy, you still lied to me.

The mountains, rivers, plants and trees are not you, the insects, fish, birds and beasts are not you, and the world is not you... The human world is so big, there is your shadow everywhere, but it is not you at all.

I really did my best.

She knelt down on the ground and gently touched a toe of the golden statue with her moist and soft lips.

That bone-piercing cold breath clings to her bone marrow in this kiss, making her shudder in the early morning when the sun is rising.

Even today... that cold haze still remains in her body, like a cluster of arrows stuck between the ribs, although it will not crush the surrounding organs, it always makes her feel cold from the bottom of her heart.

At this moment when she should feel at ease and calm because of the loss and recovery, she felt that even the last trace of warmth in her heart had completely faded away.

But fortunately...Lanti has returned.

"...Lanti, get up and give me a hug, okay?"

The next moment, she immediately fell into a tight embrace.

In fact, the embrace was not comfortable. The flesh and blood on Nagamo's body was tight and plump, but it had a kind of thinness unique to young people, so that the protruding bones on the shoulders were very hard, and they were improperly pressed against her neck.

And the long and powerful dragon tail naturally revealed sharp and fine thorns and scales following the curly arc. While wrapping around her bare legs, it was perfectly embedded in her flesh and blood.

Every time Moxiu moved half a minute, thin blood flowed down Diting's snow-white and soft legs. Even if he only looked at it with his eyes, it should be a very painful pain, but Yu Ge just hugged Tightened each other, and kissed the totem-covered cheek with red and wet lips. 7K 妏敩

"...It's okay, Ranti." She said softly, "Don't let me go, don't... let me go."

The appearance of total devotion and total dependence was like a sacrifice. Even Nagamo felt secretly terrified when he saw it with his own eyes.

She was almost obsessed with this stolen heavy affection. Although she still had unspeakable cowardice and uneasiness in her bones, she fell deeper and deeper in the unsuspecting admiration of the master. She skillfully played the role of Bodhisattva, Day and night, Yu Ge was pinned between the beds, and even occasionally waking up at night, she would see Yu Ge sitting beside her and chanting sutras.

This beast doesn't believe in heaven, nor does it respect gods and Buddhas. The reason why it can learn scriptures like this is only for the sake of Bodhisattvas.

And now she... has been able to replace Bodhisattva.

Nagamo repeatedly crushed the flesh and blood in her mouth with her back teeth, deceiving herself silently. She clutched Yu Ge's tail, enjoying the feelings poured out of him. For a moment, she almost forgot the share hanging over her head. deceit and fear.

Probation progress: 31

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On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the wind and snow first rested.

Huizhi, who went up the mountain to hunt, chased a barking deer into an unfamiliar land. She looked back at the halfway up the mountain, and saw that the farm she started from had disappeared completely at some point. Except for the overwhelming dry branches and residual ice, only The breath she exhaled turned into a clear white mist in the cold air.

She wrapped her sheepskin jacket tightly around her body, and simply gave up chasing. She just threw the bow and arrow into the bamboo basket behind her, and was ready to fight back home.

Whoa!

Something suddenly slid across the ice and dead branches, picking up a short rustling sound, the young Hui Zhi turned his head in confusion, his pupils constricted instantly

A section of the snake's tail snaked on the ground stretched three feet away. The tail was thicker than her waist, and it was covered with some kind of hard and sharp scales. It couldn't see the color even under the snow light. , it seems to have absorbed all the light.

And that's just a part of it.

She widened her eyes in astonishment, but saw that most of the tail had stood upright, and what was connected to the tail was not the snake's head... but a solemn and terrifying woman's face.

At the last moment before coma, she only remembered a pattern.

It looks like a densely coiled lotus flower... and it also seems to be countless round eyes that are bleeding.

Nagamo took the prey back to the East Side Hall, and after ensuring that the human girl was completely unconscious, he slowly enjoyed his food in front of the statue of the eighteen flavors of Kalan God.

In cases of extreme hunger, appetite is sufficient to dominate the eater's sanity.

The full and saturated sense of satisfaction slowly flowed into the esophagus from the mouth, and opened her sticky stomach, spreading the fishy and confusing smell throughout the viscera. Moxiu even trembled with his fingers, the dragon Following her eating movements, she involuntarily knocked on the masonry ground, bringing up a layer of floating ash.

Asura is brutal and vicious, and dragons are greedy by nature. The combination of the two implies some kind of insatiable desire.

She wiped away the blood stains on her eyelids, only to find that a gap half the width of a person suddenly opened between the two temple doors, and a half-bright ray of light came in.

Nagamo almost subconsciously showed a cold and fierce expression, which was not aimed at anyone, but just to protect the...survival resources at her hand.

A pair of bare feet as snow-white as new lotuses stepped in.

Two hours ago, she wiped these feet clean with her own hands and stuffed them into the brocade quilt. The owner of these feet pulled her sleeves and approached her with unpainted and red lips, begging for a piece pitifully and cutely. kiss.

But now, those feet were walking towards her step by step, and the sound of those light footsteps came through the vibration of the ground, almost like a rusty hammer, hammering into her veins one after another.

When she opened her mouth, a large amount of blood spilled from her mouth, and it took a long time before she managed to utter a sound.

"Xiaoge, I..."

Di Ting leaned over, even though her feet and long hair were soaked in a pool of blood, the expression on her face was almost indescribable, neither disgust nor calm, but a deeper and more subtle emotion From the inside, it seems... that is just a kind of despair.

She moved her eyes away from the severed limb on the ground, and put her fingers on the human girl's wrist, and felt the flustered and weak ups and downs of the pulse for a moment where the skin was touching.

"...She still has life." Yu Ge said in a hoarse voice, "I was asleep just now... I heard her cry for help when she was unconscious."

The blood on her face these days had all turned to ashes, coupled with the dripping cold sweat, she looked more like a seriously injured person than a mortal lying on the ground.

Seeing Master stand up, Nagamo swayed on the spot twice when he turned around, she followed quickly and helped him stabilize his waist.

...The piece under her palm was trembling violently, the frequency was so high that it could not be ignored, it was as if she was experiencing the most secret and piercing pain, but she couldn't breathe out the pain.

She called softly: "...Xiaoge?"

The next second, her master suddenly shook off her hand, so abruptly that Yu Ge couldn't help but take two steps back, and bumped into an incense stand.

In the dead silence, there was not even a sound of life-saving, which made that short moment seem extraordinarily lengthy.

Moxiu's sophistry in her throat was almost blocked back abruptly, because she had never seen Yu Ge's expression like that.

It wasn't anger, it wasn't disappointment, it was an undisguised breakdown.

Di Ting's dense and straight eyelashes trembled and drooped, casting a slanted, distorted and broken shadow in front of her eyes, and every word she uttered was filled with obvious blood, almost as if it had been squeezed out of her lungs .

"...Don't call me that, Nagamo." She said, "Lanti...Lanti has a benevolent heart cultivated in the boundless lotus sea. Even if she really uses the body of the demon cultivator, she will definitely not, no ...."

The unbearable water stains fell from under her eyelashes to the ground, and stuck to her snowy hair at the sideburns. Just looking at the description, it is almost impossible to tell who is more embarrassed, she or Nagamo.

"...In the final analysis, I brought you back back then and failed your intentions, which is also the cause of my planting."

Nagamo waited for a long time, until even the fuzzy and bloody carrion in his chest began to hurt like a flash of light, only to see Yu Ge take a step back slightly.

But this time, Di Ting didn't say anything, she just waved her hands at the little apprentice from a distance in vain.

The author has something to say: I wish all the little angels in the college entrance examination can perform exceptionally! !roar

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 in the night;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Day Sea, a good day starts with death, hundreds of rugged mountains, nineteen and one;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 6 bottles for a good day starting from death; 5 bottles for hysteria;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!