mountain god dance

Not long after Xu Jian fell asleep, he heard someone rummaging through the drawers in the room, opening and closing all his doors.At first, I thought it was a scammer who stole it, so I picked up the permanent amulet that was always on the pillow and punched it out, shouting: "You are so bold, I will deal with you!"

Through the bead curtain, he saw that the other party easily grasped the golden talisman with two fingers, smashed it into pieces and threw it on the ground.

Xu Jian secretly thought something was wrong, he was not a warrior who knew how to fight, and shouted, "Who is it!"

The other party's voice became harsher, and he asked him: "Xu Jian, are you sleepy? Where did you put the things I ordered you to put away? Could it be that you stole it yourself!"

Xu Jian was horrified. He had never seen his master's tone before, and immediately turned over and collapsed: "Master Xiaojun! How could I do such a wicked thing, what do you want?"

"I want Daye's heart! Find it for me quickly."

The organs of the gods can be healed and revived after being eaten. The body of the mountain god was killed by the evil spirits that day, and the rest of the body was sealed and kept by Xu Jian. Whenever Xiaojun was injured in a battle, he had to eat this thing to recover.

Nine Springs and Nine Prisons have been fighting endlessly for years, Xu Jian thought that he was injured again, so he went to the well to get an ice bucket.Among them, the strong fishy matter was used at low temperature all the year round, and after being melted away by magic, the blood of the gods was still bright red like a fire, and the bones of the gods were still as if they had just been cut from the body with a sharp knife, silently rebuking the vicious people.

"I can send you to the blood pool for my lord." Xu Jian held it in his hand: "Don't bother you to go one more time."

In order to monitor the progress of the miners digging the ground veins, Xu Jian lived in the Changye Terrace. He added a fire at night, kept the flames low, and boiled hot water at any time for making tea and warming the room.Xiaojun grabbed the heart and put it in the pot, like cooking wild game, and then sprinkled a handful of salt.Xu Jian hurriedly raised the wind and added firewood to make the fire vigorous: "Your Excellency must not do this cooking work, let me do it."

But Xiaojun used to only eat raw meat, Xu Jian felt strange, he glanced at him, not daring to make any further comments.

Xiaojun pretended not to notice, and told him to move faster: "Today, change the taste, cook it thoroughly, add some seasoning like beef and mutton soup."

Xu Jian became suspicious, and his subordinates continued to do the same. He added condiments and boiled it on high heat. After Xiaojun took Daiye's heart away, he immediately went to find corals to hang mirrors.

The treasure was originally given by the former emperor Li Ying to Xu Qiniang, Xu Jian's sister, to help her observe the universe, but Xu Jian took it out from home privately and dedicated it to Xiaojun to help her meet the enemy.

He turned the mirror of the treasure, and silently recited Xiaojun's name, a plate of jade pot turned over and shone like silver and stars, its light was bright, and then the scene in the mirror gradually stopped in a lonely cave: cold springs gushing out, pearls all over the ground, It is covered with blood stains that have been condensed into scarlet flowers by the cold air, and when thousands of flowers are wiped away, it is still shocking...

"Sure enough!" Xu Jian thumped his thighs and jumped up: "What do you want to save his life for? God's meat... how can you give it to such a thing!"

When Baigu was on the verge of death, Huaibei Yan could not help blowing his breath, his heart almost stopped beating, and he was unconscious.With a heavy complexion, cold through the quilt, he waited until another heart saved him.

Xiaojun used spells to hurry back, the golden boots were stained with snow and mud, the wind and thunder washed away the light armor, and he poured the still hot soup into Baigu's mouth in a hurry. Trivial trouble.This scene seems to have spent half his life loving and caring, which is contrary to his usual behavior, making it difficult to guess.

The flesh and blood full of the spirit of the sky nourishes the lacking body, the spirit of true cultivation gathers, wanders the inner diameter, and blends life; Zircon soul.

Fortunately, Dongtian blessedly embraces the golden mountain, gathers all spirits, and the hundred valleys almost come out of the mortal world, and are pulled back to the mortal world by the millennium weather.

"You... hope you can make it through." Xiao Jun leaned against his face and said in a low voice, "Since you are lucky, I will go to the end, and I will pull out the arrow from your back."

He held the arrow tail with one hand and pulled it out step by step, moving slowly and cautiously, fearing that more muscles would be affected improperly, it was the second time of suffering like Ling Chi.

How could Baigu hear what he was going to do? The sharp weapon along the heart vein scraped the spine, pierced the liver and spleen, and rolled in pain in his dreams. Pierced with a spear, and flogged by the soldiers in prison, he couldn't help biting his lip tightly, bleeding from the knock.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore..." Xiaojun patted his arm and comforted him by his ear: "Take another sip of the medicine, it will be fine once you drink it."

The tone was as gentle as silk, blowing into a deep dream, Baigu obediently opened his mouth and was stuffed into a piece of meat, like a hundred-year-old ginseng hangs his life, and his soul lingers.After the seven arrows were pulled out one by one, the person was already drenched in cold sweat and his pulse was extremely weak, but his body still absorbed the body with perseverance, so as to relieve the pain of the spirit and heart, and overcome the disaster of human beings.

After being rescued, Xiaojun sat beside Baigu and looked at him, the beauty frowned, not letting go of her sorrow.

At the beginning, I was interested in him because of chance. It was rare that a human sacrifice with a heart came, so I wanted to play with his body, treat his fate harshly, and tell him to die with hatred.But the more we get in touch, the more familiar his image becomes. It seems that some people are born with an easy-going appearance, which makes anyone feel friendly when they see it.

but……

"Why did I save you?"

Xiaojun said to himself: "Why did this happen...I can't think of it."

After defeating the falcon, Xiaojun's palms and ten fingers kept shaking due to the excessive force of the whip, and his body was torn to pieces. He should have left Daiye's heart for his own use, but he left the good things for this mortal, bent down and sucked it dry It took the bone marrow of the falcon to regain its strength.

It seems that letting this face die in front of him is an extremely unforgivable thing.

"It turns out that this is what it feels like to be distressed."

Xiaojun smacked his lips: "I've never tasted it, it's interesting."

This is not the pain that he always treats as a feast of gold and jade. The blood in a deep glass of wine is neither sweet nor refreshing, astringent but lifeless, and bland.On the contrary, the strong emotion turned into a sharp feeling, coming from a place deeper than the chest cavity-someone stabbed him hard in that place, and the flesh of the gods can't heal, must need Baigu's eyes: wait for someone to wake up with A pair of bright eyes looked at each other, and the injury was healed.

He wants to hold on to everything that hurts him. It used to be swords and lightning, but now it is the sleeping Willow Su.Xiaojun took the back of Baigu's hand to sniff, but he smelled Baigu's heart. He was very fragile, and he missed the home beyond Daishan across the river.

The ghosts outside the cave bit the stumped limbs of the enemy and ate the fallen falcons into broken bones all over the ground. The new ghosts satiated the old ghosts and wept. They rolled in the lamp of the blood river, and the ferocious beast trombone and trampled the lotus .

Once the eternity is endless, this river and this flower have no end. Xiaojun is the king of the place where the heartbroken and seductive, and also the god of the place where the clouds are blowing. He only thought about it when he held Baigu's hand: maybe he just needs a companion man of.

Convincing himself in this way, regardless of the details of saving Baigu like a daze, Xiaojun hugged him back to his arms, listening to the strong wind on the top of the mountain like yesterday, and the birds singing at night.

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Rehabilitation and rehabilitation, write a little first.

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