The red tiger on the ground, who had lost his soul, turned to leave, and the tiger Jiao followed, and the two of them handed out a suffocating feeling of being choked by someone's throat, making it difficult for people to approach half a point.

Li Shuyun looked at the ink dragon in the sky, and the other party brought him a much more depressed feeling than the red tiger and the tiger Jiao combined.

He wanted to go up to comfort Mo Long, but another voice in his heart told him not to go......

Li Shuyun remembered that when his parents were brutally murdered by the priest in the fantasy world, his grief was only a lot more, but that grief could only be digested by himself.

A person who is sad to the extreme has no feelings, and only passive, mechanical sadness remains. The Molong, the Red Tiger, and the Tiger Jiao are all like this now.

They don't need to be comforted by others, and this kind of parting is a mixed blessing for them, and others can't control their feelings, or even participate in it.

Those who persuade people to be generous, but they have not experienced that kind of despair.

Li Shuyun only thought about his experience a little, then stopped, and nipped the idea of comforting Molong in the bud.

With his arms stretched out, Li Shuyun stopped Gao Hanbo, who was about to step forward to comfort Mo Long, "Let him stay by himself......"

......

Autumn after summer is just a matter of a few rains, and winter is coming quickly. The snow puts a plain coat on everything and returns to its most simple appearance.

Li Shuyun was walking on the bustling street, and a black bear ran by him, and stopped next to another black bear.

A bear paw slapped on the black bear's shoulder: "Hey, brother, have you heard, the patriarch of the Jiao clan is going to hold a meeting of ten thousand demons on the eve of the New Year......

Li Shuyun raised his eyebrows lightly, isn't this the black buddy who went to the Tiger Clan to watch the battle between the Tiger Jiao and the Tiger Jiao Clan at that time?

Gao Hanbo, who had already walked a few steps on the side, found that the little junior brother was missing, and turned around and shouted: "Hurry up, little junior brother, Mo Long is still waiting for us to help him with advice!"

Li Shuyun shook his head and sighed slightly, he wanted to talk to this black buddy, but the senior brother urged, let's leave quickly.

Walking forward, Peng Bin hurriedly followed behind him, looking like a follower.

Li Shuyun looked to the side, Senior Brother Gao in winter was wrapped in several layers of cotton clothes, and compared with before, the current Senior Brother Gao was slightly thinner.

"Senior brother, the fox clan hasn't cut off the supply of your spirit fruit these days!"

Gao Hanbo turned his head, chewing on an unknown herb that came from nowhere, and his words were slurred: "No, the fox people are very enthusiastic! What's the matter, junior brother, don't you have enough spiritual food? If it's not enough, come to senior brother and ask for it!"

Gao Hanbo patted his chest and said angrily. The fat hand that had lost a lot of weight hit the chest through the clothes, and the slightly wide clothes were suddenly slapped down.

Li Shuyun nodded in agreement, but told himself in his heart that he must not eat Senior Brother Gao's spiritual food. I am such a senior brother, if I am hungry because the food is eaten by myself, it is simply sorry for the ancestors of the family.

The two walked all the way, Gao Hanbo sweated profusely, and there were small Xiaoice holes dripping from the ground.

Li Shuyun couldn't help but wonder if if the senior brother walked back and forth a few more times, would he be able to drip out an ice road with sweat.

Standing at the door of the Tiger Clan, Gao Hanbo touched a storage bag on his waist without revealing a trace. Among them are dozens of fox girls who have written love letters and love tokens to him in the past few months.

"Sisters, when my old Gao returns from his eastward journey, I will marry you Ming Media!"

Li Shuyun looked at Senior Brother Gao who was standing at the door of the Jiao Clan, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and that looked very much like the legendary monk who stood at the door of the house every day waiting for the spirit stone to fall from the sky.

"Hey, senior brother, let's go, Molong is still waiting for us to come up with ideas!"

Gao Hanbo came back to his senses: "Oh, what the junior brother said is, Peng Bin, let's go!"

Li Shuyun and Gao Hanbo walked in front, and Peng Bin followed behind them.

The snow in the sky is drifting vigorously, the buildings of the Jiao clan are much grander, but there are not a few demons to see, the wind blows, and it is inevitable that there is a sense of gloom.

The three of them walked a few steps briskly, and Mo Long greeted them halfway.

Li Shuyun looked at the Molong who came belatedly, and the other party looked much better, so Li Shuyun said: "Brother Molong is full of complexion, it seems that his cultivation has gone to the next level!"

Mo Long hugged his fists and said: "It's still thanks to Brother Shuyun and Brother Hanbo!

Mo Long stepped out of the way and stretched out his hand to invite the two of them to go inside.

Gao Hanbo was unwilling to be lonely, took out a ginseng plant from the storage bag in his arms, walked two steps faster, pasted Molong, pointed to the ginseng and whispered to Molong: "Brother Molong, do you know what this is in my hand?"

Where does Molong need to see, just when Gao Hanbo took out this ginseng, he sniffed it a little, and knew that this was the superb ginseng in his treasure house.

But looking at Gao Hanbo's expectant look, he had to pretend not to know: "Isn't this just ordinary ginseng?"

After Gao Hanbo heard this, his face was proud, and there was an expression on his face that you really didn't know, and then he pretended to be, and said slowly: "The Molong patriarch doesn't know, this kind of ginseng is the most replenishing vitality, this plant will be given to you, and you will use it in the future." Remember to thank me!" Gao Hanbo finished speaking, smiled obscenely, handed Mo Long a "you know" look, and returned to Li Shuyun's side.

Mo Long has a black line, isn't this ginseng you took out from the old man's treasure house. Only the patriarchs of the Jiao clan are qualified to open the treasure house of the Jiao clan, and I, Molong, know everything inside......

Although you have been very kind to me, the Jiao clan is developing and needs a lot of supplies. When my old dragon passes, he will cry a little bit, and cheat out a little oil and water from you and others!

After making up his mind, Mo Long couldn't wait, so he was about to cry, and walked two quick steps under his feet and went straight to the Jiao Clan Hall......

Mo Long took the three of them to the hall, and the white sword in the hall and Yang Wei were also there. Counting the pork belly in Gao Hanbo's storage bag, the group of people from Xizhou got together again.

The crowd has only been dispersed for a few months, which is naturally nothing for a person who has been practicing for a few years or even decades in retreat, and the crowd just greeted each other and then went straight to the point.

Mo Long sat in the first seat, pointed to Yang Wei, and said to Li Shuyun and others: "Yang Wei's national teacher is really worthy of the title of national teacher, in just a few months, the Jiao clan has been taken care of in an orderly manner. My Jiao clan had suffered heavy casualties before, and it was not a few hundred or thousands of years, and it was difficult to restore the glory of the past. Lao Jiao, I have once again thanked the national teacher for his great kindness!"

After Mo Long finished speaking, he got up and bowed to Yang Wei, who quickly got up and saluted back. Returning gifts to each other is inevitably clichéd, but it is also a kind of respect for each other. Go to the palace to perform the courtesy of the monarch and ministers, and go down to the rivers and lakes to drink the wine of the brothers......

Gao Hanbo picked up a roast leg of lamb on the table in front of him, took a big bite, tore off a large piece, and swallowed it into his stomach. There is food, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to those clichés.

Mo Long sat upright: "Wait a minute, there are friends coming." ”

Bai Jianfang lowered the wine glass in his hand and looked out of the hall, curious in his heart, not knowing who Mo Long's friend was.

Li Shuyun and Yang Wei looked at each other and smiled, they already had the answer, the one who came should be Chihu and his daughter Hujiao.

Hearing this, Gao Hanbo put down the leg of mutton in his hand and prayed silently in his heart, but don't be a red tiger. When the red tiger comes, the tiger Jiao will inevitably come, and I heard that the little girl's favorite food is the soul. I love to eat as much as her, but I'm afraid that she will be jealous of my talent in eating a dish and swallow my soul.

Gao Hanbo had meat in his hands at the moment ago, the corners of his mouth were oily, and his six relatives didn't recognize him. Now he is looking at everyone for help.

Bai Jian's mind moved, understood the reason, and thought in his heart, a silver needle flew out of his sleeve and turned into a flying sword, rolled the tables and chairs in the hall into his sleeve, and then placed two tables, one large and one small, beside Gao Hanbo.

Seeing this, Gao Hanbo got up and put all the food and wine on the table in front of him into a storage bag, and was about to leave the hall with his feet.

Li Shuyun looked at Senior Brother Gao Hanbo, who was not very thin, and had a plan, didn't Chihu always want to be his son-in-law, Senior Brother Gao is also a bachelor. My senior brother has not yet married, so I naturally have to be the second brother, so I might as well match my senior brother with the tiger girl......

Li Shuyun spoke to Molong, and the two chatted a few words in an instant.

After the transmission ended, Mo Long immediately stretched out his left hand and pressed it down on Gao Hanbo.

There is a huge gap between the two cultivations, and Gao Hanbo is naturally pressed against his desk, his face is close to the table, and he can't move.

Mo Long said: "Brother Han Bo, don't be in a hurry, in order to thank Brother Han Bo for his great help before, Mo Long, I have a family affair for you!"

Gao Hanbo was shocked when he heard this, his little face turned pale, he shouted no again and again, looked at the people around him, and there was a life-saving signal in his eyes, which was really pitiful for me.

Li Shuyun and Bai Jian laughed heartily, it had been a long time since they had been so happy as now, but they had found a like-minded person for Gao Hanbo.

Yang Wei shook the fan in his hand, and a hint of ridicule appeared on Fang Zheng's face.

Peng Bin, who didn't know why, was much calmer, and only cared about eating and drinking by himself. These foods are rare in normal times......

Li Shuyun just smiled and stopped, bowing his head and looking serious.

Thinking about it in his heart, what he just said to Molong Chuanyin was naturally to ask Chihu not to entangle himself.

Not to mention that Ning Lingshang has not been found yet, but he has become a Taoist couple with Hujiao, and the other party is unhappy, so he may swallow his soul, and he will not be reasonable when the time comes.

There is nothing in the world for nothing, and in return for Molong's help, he wants to help Molong raise materials for the reconstruction of the Jiao clan.

Li Shuyun probably knew it in his heart. Mo Long is a high-minded and arrogant person, and he will definitely do what he promises.

Since he has promised to go to Zhongzhou, he will definitely not break his promise. And the Jiao clan now has very few foundation building monks, and the monks in the Jindan Realm are only a demon of the ink dragon. Therefore, the most suitable manager for the Jiao clan now is Hu Jiao.

As the young patriarch of the tiger Jiao, although he said that he had done things harmful to the Jiao clan, it was also the pursuit of his own ideals, and it was not indispensable. And killing the stubbornness of the Jiao clan is also conducive to the management of the tiger Jiao. Moreover, there is a red tiger behind him.

Therefore, Li Shuyun decided to raise enough materials for the Jiao clan and Molong. Bai Jian's sword, he wouldn't ask for it, Yang Wei just took a few ancient books, and the main source of the materials was himself and Gao Hanbo.

"Senior brother, senior brother, I can't bear those spirit stones, junior brother, I'm sorry for you, the Dao foundation in my junior brother's body is a bottomless pit, and no amount of spiritual energy is enough. Mo Long is our good brother, you won't help him......"

If Gao Hanbo knew what Li Shuyun was thinking now, there would definitely be tens of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart. Could it be that your spirit stone is important, but the spirit fruit of your senior brother is not important, right?