How many times the group portrait is spring

The scenery in the early morning after the rain was wonderful, a rainbow crossed the two mountains in the sky, the leaves were bent by the morning dew, and the crisp sound of birdsong opened the prelude to the day.

Mo Lingyun and Li Yao also used facts to prove that two idiots can't stay together for too long. They went out early in the morning and came back happily with a bunch of wild mushrooms in their hands, claiming that they could make soup.

Ning Qing took a look at the mushrooms in their hands, and found that they were [-]% inedible, and he couldn't directly speak out against these two people, so he simply changed his words: "Senior nephew, senior brother has clearly ordered you not to eat it. fungus."

I still remember that autumn, Mo Lingyun, who had eaten too many fungus and was surrounded by villains, dragged Jingrong to his death, and insisted on showing him what he saw. After detoxification, Mo Lingyun was a shame.

Mo Lingyun glanced at Ning Qing with a guilty conscience, and put the fungus in Li Yao's hand, "Okay."

Ning Qing looked at Li Yao again, "Miss Li, we are not from southern Xinjiang, and we don't know how to cook this food. In this special period, it's better not to take risks."

Li Yao blinked, although he didn't understand what Ning Qing said, but he was good-looking, and what he said was right!Li Yao nodded and decisively threw the fungus in his hand.

As a result of this, the two toadstool-pickers followed behind the line lamenting their lost wild fungus.

"Hey, I wanted to hear about your stew."

"Yes, the stewed soup is fresh and fragrant."

"By the way, can you cook?"

"will not."

"...Then what shall we do, I won't either."

"Uh, let's eat in a dream." Mo Lingyun paused, and he looked up at the distant mountains. They walked for two days, and the detours were always similar. I don't know how they confirmed that they were not detours. Circled.

The demon king outside the distant mountains was also looking at them, and ordered: "Try not to seriously injure the monk in the black and white school uniform, and the one in the black shirt, just don't slap your face."

The maid paused after hearing the words, and asked again: "Is this really the case?"

"Of course you have to do a full set of acting." Qing Zhu smiled.

The waitress really wanted to answer, the king's order to that monarch, are you sure it's not revenge for the first-timer who hurt their demon clan with his rhythm.

Qing Zhuyao looked at the monks who were getting closer, she had predicted today even earlier, she also knew about the death of her useless cousin, but today she dared to lead the monsters out of the domain, It will not end soon.

The first demon king of the demon clan to participate in the battle-Qing Zhu.

There is a lot of rain in southern Xinjiang, but there are not many rivers on the ground, and more underground water. The mountains are repeated. On the second day after entering Xinjiang, they saw the guide of the Gu tribe.

Since the monsters in the demon realm broke through the barrier to attack the Gu clan, the Gu clan has already retreated tens of miles of defense lines, and now Daoxiu's help can only ensure that the village will not be broken.

The high priest, Jiu, looked very tired. They sat together for a long time before Jiu said the first sentence: "I knew there would be today, a small group of people, trying to resist the frontier monsters in vain."

"You can ask Wan Dao Meng for help." Li Yao was puzzled.

"We are an abandoned ethnic group, aren't we?" Jiu looked around at them, "Until the day when the city is destroyed and the clan dies, you outsiders, will you care about my Gu clan?"

Every word she said was heartbreaking, and it was all the truth.

"Since we're here, we won't let the Gu race go unnoticed." Ning Qing slowed down, "You and I are both human races, there is no such thing as giving up or not giving up."

"The scene speaks clearly." Jiu closed his eyes. They are a group that has been exiled for thousands of years. Apart from guarding the frontier, have other human races ever taken care of them?

"senior……"

"Needless to say, I will ask my clansmen to take you to the place where the monster clan invaded."

Jiu did what he said, and the two Gu men who led them the way did not communicate or stop along the way.

When they arrived at the front line of defense, the blood on the ground hadn't completely melted away, and traces remained on the muddy ground. People in Gu costumes were resting against trees, and there were Taoists who repaired the formation of seals.

Nan Si was far from his former fairy-tale appearance, he welcomed the reinforcements with a wretched wry smile, and after a long time he said: "Sure enough, some secrets are not so easy to explore."

"Aren't we here to defend against the frontier demon clan?" Li Yao said he didn't understand what Nan Siyuan said.

"That's all." Nan Siyuan waved his hand, realizing that Li Yao and Ning Jiuchen were not a good time to talk, so he simply talked about the current situation in southern Xinjiang: "The monster clan's invasion is not bad, With the southwest and northwest corners being the most, there are fewer demons found in the places where the Dongduo Gu people live."

"That's okay..." Li Yao nodded. Before she came, she almost thought that southern border had fallen. In this way, the demon clan's temporary intrusion is not particularly deep.

"What's even more difficult now is that the southern border is vast and the terrain is dangerous. After the Dafa of protecting the border is destroyed, even if I join forces with the Gu clan, I can't fully confirm it. The monsters we see today are not borrowed from other unguarded places. The mountain area broke into another territory." Nan Siyuan took a deep breath, this is the biggest reason why he can't sleep day and night, the southern border is a very important line of defense separating the two races of human monsters, if they are being isolated now The most troublesome thing is for the monsters outside the southern border to escape from the border and sneak into the other four realms.

"So, we're here..." Mo Lingyun looked at Nan Siyuan, who couldn't hide his weary expression, and listened to him complete: "It's not to help control the monsters, but to help me find out if any monsters have escaped."

"Just kidding, you also know that southern Xinjiang has a vast territory..." Li Yao burst out laughing.

"But the safety of tens of thousands of people is behind us."

"Let's go." Ning Qing responded, "However, let's leave some disciples to defend the line."

The monks are not inexhaustible, so leave some people for them and take turns to watch the night, so that everyone's spirits will not be tense, and there will be no time to breathe.

"Okay." This time, Nan Siyuan didn't hesitate any longer, "It's better for Xuantianzong and Li family disciples to focus on sword cultivation and medical cultivation."

They are all sober, and the front line of defense needs these two types of people the most, such as Bian Yang Tian disciples, who are mostly assassins with excellent lightness kung fu and excellent detection skills, and are not suitable for front-line confrontation.

After pointing out the disciples who stayed here at Nan Siyuan first, they formed a team scattered in uninhabited places to search for the trace of the demon.

Ning Jiuchen, whom no one dared to get close to, has now become a fragrant bun. He has been exterminating demons for decades, and he is also the one with the highest cultivation level in the group. With him, it can be said that he exists like an amulet.

However, Ning Jiuchen said, he walked alone, and left as soon as he said, without any room for maneuver.

Ning Qing sorted out the roster of disciples, and told some issues that need attention in southern Xinjiang. They were roughly divided into groups of five, and designated a no-man's land in southern Xinjiang, and then let them go.

Xuan Ye is not on the roster, he still has something to go to Qing Zhu.

After ordering, Ning Qing was the only one left in Xuantianzong, and Yan Huai was the only one left in Biantiantian. Yan Huai originally planned to go alone, but Ning Qing asked him: "Yan Huai, I want to team up with you, can I?"

Yan Huai was silent for a moment, then nodded silently, and left first.

As soon as they left, Nan Siyuan poked his head out from under the old tree.

"This fellow Daoist Ning has a lot of means, but I underestimated him."

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At the beginning of the morning, the mountains in southern Xinjiang were shrouded in clouds and mist. Walking around the mountain road with little traces, you can see a sea of ​​clouds when you look down, and there are endless mountains when you look up.

Yan Huai and Ning Qing walked one after the other, and the compass for detecting monster traces had never sounded in their hands. Apart from being physically exhausting, mountain climbing was actually quite simple.

Ning Qing lowered his eyes to look, it was a sea of ​​clouds, and he couldn't see the bottom of the valley clearly, but when noon came, the sun dispersed the clouds and mist, and when his sight swept over occasionally, there was a bottomless valley.

Few people know that he is rather afraid of heights, and it's okay to not see it. Once he sees how high it is, the discomfort almost hits all over.

Ning Qing swayed and couldn't control a stagger.

Yan Huai, who was walking in front, felt something, stopped and looked back at him.

"how."

"I... am a little afraid of heights..."

"Then don't watch." It was Yan Huai who stretched out his hand to block his eyes, Yan Huai could feel that Ning Qing hadn't reacted when the clouds and mists surrounded him in the early morning, but now that the clouds and mists cleared, he was afraid of heights.

Ning Qing blinked uncomfortably, and then was blindfolded by a finger of dark silk ribbon. He heard Yan Huai say: "If you can't see it, just pretend it doesn't exist."

This is the second time that Ning Qing holds the flute in Yan Huai's hand, the distance is still one front and one behind, and it seems that something is different because of this finger ribbon.

Ning Qing didn't release his consciousness to perceive the surroundings, he tried to rely on the people in front of him, in this darkness, to feel, to look back at the world in his eyes.

"It's here." As soon as Yan Huai's voice fell, the silk ribbon in front of Ning Qing's eyes fell down, and he reached out to catch it again.

"Thank you..." Ning Qing controlled herself not to look down the mountain, and passed the ribbon in her hand to Yan Huai.

"No need." Yan Huai refused, and he didn't know whether it was Ning Qing's thank you, the ribbon he handed back, or both.

Now that he has reached the top of the mountain, Yan Huai can use the compass to trace it. Driven by mana, it can radiate ten miles around to detect the demon trail, but even at the top of the mountain, it is still very quiet.

It seems that the ten miles can be discharged into the safe zone.

On the way down the mountain, Yan Huai still led him across the flute, while Ning Qing walked slowly. Earlier, when he was in Xuantianzong, he also led him back in the same way, and then told Suhui the scenery of Xuantianzong sentence by sentence. , Tell him what he saw and heard today.

Backtracking is always quiet, but Ning Qing can feel that he is listening.

Now it's Yan Huai leading him, from north to south, from childhood to now, the order has changed, and the mood has also changed.

It doesn't matter if you don't remember him, it doesn't matter if you start over, what Ning Qing fears most is that the people around Yan Huai are not him.

Mo Lingyun on the other side was not very lucky, he lost his way while walking with Xuantianzong disciples, looked up, wow!What a big black snake was spitting out his message!

The author has something to say: I personally belong to the type who sees honey and is afraid of heights...

It’s okay to take the elevator to the [-]th floor. I don’t get dizzy when flying, but if I climb the stairs and climb the mountain by myself, I will start to get dizzy when the clouds and mist clear down the mountain. I can’t look down when I climb the stairs to the seventh floor, otherwise I will have difficulty breathing and faint.