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It shook off the snow on its body, and stood up with its trembling legs, and the ice on the wound on its body broke again, stabbing its wound, and the pain was very unbearable.

It slowed its strength and carefully turned its head to lick the bloody ice from the wound with its tongue.

The ice gradually turned into ice slag, and it shook it vigorously in pain and shook it off to the ground.

It probably didn't hurt as much as it used to, and it limped down the mountain.

After walking for a long time, it was a little exhausted.

The body is still injured, the stomach may not have eaten for a long time, if the weather is good, it is okay, it is better to say that it is spring, it can find a little grass on the mountain casually to fill its stomach, but now it is winter, and the snow covers the mountain for several days, and it is difficult to see living creatures within the radius.

Although it was hungry and cold, it didn't dare to stop, because its wings were not fully developed and it couldn't fly, but it knew that those Maoshan Taoist priests would soon find it as long as they relied on their spells, so it had to keep walking, keep walking.

After another night, it could clearly hear the grunting of its shriveled belly on the empty mountain.

In the east, the color of a fish's belly white appeared, and a faint redness that had not been seen for a long time slowly emerged, like the blushing cheeks of a mortal girl.

This faint reddish blush brought a hint of solace to its lonely and restless heart.

It seemed to feel that it would continue to walk and soon be able to get out of the mountain and escape from the tiger's mouth.

But the reality was cruel, and it finally fell to the ground.

It struggled to stand up, but found that it had no strength, and it felt like only its eyes could move all over its body.

Just as it was lying on the ground, waiting to starve to death, it heard a man talking.

"Yo, this little donkey is pitiful enough, and the injuries on this body are embarrassing enough. ”

The owner of the voice sounded like a teenager, and his tone was calm and lazy, and of course there was a bit of excitement.

It listened to him and knew that he was not the disgusting yellow-robed Taoist priests, so it struggled to its feet, trying to see who the person who spoke was.

But before it could get up and look, the boy walked up to it.

It saw a white hem appear before its eyes, and the hem of the garment melted into the white snow on the ground.

The way they first saw it was a little funny, it was still lying on the ground, and he was standing in front of it, so that it had to look up at him.

Neither of them spoke, looking at each other without squinting.

After watching it for a long time, it was the gurgling sound of Xiao Jiguang's horse that broke the deadlock.

The boy hooked his lips and said, "So it seems that you are hungry!"

But when he said it, there was no indication in action, and he was still motionless and condescending, looking at it lively.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, it decided to take the initiative, got up and leaped at him, and pounced on him.

The young man was not very surprised when he saw it pounce, but he moved his foot very casually and easily dodged its pounce.

Xiao Ji Guangma slammed to the ground, it relieved the stinging pain on its body, and wanted to stand up, but saw a bag slam in front of it.

It was a little surprised, and turned to look at the young man behind him, he was still smiling, but now there was a little less ridicule, which made it look more comfortable, and not so angry.

It turned around and opened the bag with its mouth, and the fragrance of the bag came to it, making it feel even more hungry, and it eagerly bit out the contents and ate desperately.

The young man behind him looked at it and couldn't help but joke: "I used to hear that dogs would jump over the wall when they were in a hurry, but I didn't know that donkeys were hungry and even ate bread." ”

Xiao Ji Guangma naturally heard it, but it ignored him, and just ate the cake by itself, until it felt full, and then it stood up.

"Hiss. ”

"Who am I, you ask? It's hard to answer, and no one in this world really knows who they are! And who they are doesn't really matter. ”

The young man was rare and serious, and it didn't look like a joke, but Xiao Ji Guangma would rather he was joking, what is this and who is who's what!

In fact, the point is that it is too, and it is not at all level.

"Hiss. ”

"Are you asking me why I want to save you? I didn't actually save you, I just saw a hungry little donkey on the road, so I threw him something to eat. ”

With that, he turned and left.

Xiao Jiguang stood behind him and still thought about his words, and couldn't help but bump into him.

Why is this young man so unpleasant when he speaks, so unbeaten?

But if it doesn't listen to it, it doesn't listen to it, with its current situation, in the place where no one has come for tens of millions of years, except for him and those Maoshan Taoist priests, it may be difficult for it to meet someone like him who can give itself food in a very short period of time, so it must not let go of his life-saving straw, it will always follow him, follow him to death, whether he wants to or not.

"Little donkey, don't you want to be my servant, but you don't even know what I do. ”

The boy saw Koyoshi Mitsuma following him, stopped, turned to it, and said.

He stood in the snow and smiled, and that smile was like a spring breeze, brushing the tip of his heart.

Although it had never seen anyone before, it felt that his face was absolutely peerless.

But it is indeed very discerning, and this young man is naturally Rong Yi.

Rong Yi's appearance, even if he is placed in the pile of beautiful men, is like standing out from the crowd.

Compared with the hideous and disgusting smile of the Maoshan Taoist priest who killed him with his sword, his smile was so comforting, even so good-looking.

It heard Rong Yi ask, and followed him with a few "hiss" calls.

After Rong Yi understood, he said, "It's also excellent that you have this kind of awareness, indeed, if you follow me, it will naturally let you live well." ”

"Hiss. ”

Ji Guangma shouted a few more times.

Rong Yi sighed after hearing this, stretched out his hand behind him, and took down the Jiuxi fan pinned to his waist, he threw his hand into the air, and the fan was shining with silver light, and Jiguang was taken in.

Rong Bai sat in the attic of Su Jian Ju, his eyes were in a trance, recalling the scene of that year, and he felt that everything seemed to be like the stars of last night.

Of course, that little Ji Guangma is the current Rong Bai.

If you ask why it suddenly remembered the events of that year, it was not sudden.

It just saw Rong Yi's embarrassed appearance after being injured by Su Jian today

, only then did it remember itself at that time.

He is so powerful, looking at the world, who can easily hurt him in the slightest.

Unless he himself is willing to be injured.

It had never seen him injured, and it was probably the most embarrassing of all of him.

His appearance reminded it of the first words he had said to it that year when he first met it.

"Yo, this little donkey is pitiful enough, and the injuries on this body are embarrassing enough. ”

That awe-inspiring sentence made it think about it, but it always felt so ...... With an indescribable joy.

Perhaps, it is a sign of rebirth.

But he, for him, does he think he lived?

Everyone will have a support to rely on or support when they are alive.

Its support is to make itself stronger and stronger, so that when it encounters those yellow-robed Taoist priests again, it can slash them.

And what about him?

What is the support or motivation for his life. It had followed him for so many years and had never seen it.

He always looks leisurely and leisurely, more comfortable than a fish in the water, he can always see through things at a glance, and he never worries about being calculated by anyone, because there are very few people in the world who can hurt him, anyway, so far, Rong Bai has never seen such a person.

If you don't consider Rong Yi's calculations, Su Jian may be the last one.

Whether it was voluntary or something, Su Jian was the first person it had ever seen who could hurt Rong Yi.