The thirtieth round of murder is ordained to give a gift of pearls 5

The thirtieth round of ferocious destruction was ordered to take a long ride to give beads/save the woman from the dangerous road and give the law to the other gods

(5) When they parted, Shen Yingzhao specially pointed out the maze for him, he told the young man that there was a jade mountain in the west of this place, which was the residence of the Queen Mother of Shenxi, and asked her for help or maybe knew the whereabouts of the evil beast and the poor cow, but the Queen Mother of the West had a strange temperament, and it was not easy to get her help, everything depended on chance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Xuanyuan and the Ghost District were very grateful, and after saying goodbye to him, Shenying Zhao fled.

The mountains are covered with snow, the cold wind is howling, the forests are dark and deep, and the wilderness is still silent.

Xuanyuan and the Ghost District shouted out to their long-lost friends, their voices eager and sad.

The shout of this call spread throughout the mountains and fields, and the hollow valley echoed, but it was a pity that no partner appeared for a long time. They didn't give up, they just shouted over and over again, until their throats smoked, and they were hoarse in dry pain.

A line of sad tears rolled down the young man's face, could it be that the partners had left, could it be ...... The uncertainty made him dare not think further, so he could only stubbornly continue to insist, repeating even useless calls.

The boy leaned over and grabbed the snow into his mouth to moisten his dry throat. The eyes of the ghost area were full of confusion.

Just as they were approaching despair, a high-pitched neighing of horses suddenly sounded, like a thunderbolt that pierced the wilderness, it was so familiar, so kind.

In the vast and deep forest, a snowy mist rushed into the sky, rolling in. As the neighing of horses changed from weak to strong, the fog line with wind and snow went from far to near.

In the gradually clear vision, two familiar figures of the gods galloped on the snow with their hooves flying over, their mouths and noses spurting hot, and on the back of Kira's horse was the same father, who was covered in snow slag, his eyes were red, his expression was anxious, thin and dirty......

At this moment, the young man could no longer suppress the surging mood, his vision was blurred, and he let the tears run horizontally, and the ghost area closed his lips tightly, and his eyes were also glittering with tears.

In the wild land, after a long absence, the partners who have been reunited for a long time hug each other and cry with joy, cheering and jumping, although they cannot communicate verbally, but a thousand words are exhausted in the shouting and hissing, which is the inner blend of heart and emotion, primitive and regardless of race.

The father lived up to his master's expectations, and with his innate loyalty and bravery, he always stayed on the land, because he firmly believed that the master would return. Since the kidnapping of the boy and the Oni area, he took the equipment left behind by Kira Huang Biao and his master into the forest to forage for food and roost, and waited hard in the field, starving, enduring the wind and snow, and has been active in the surrounding area, looking forward to their return.

Today, because they went deep into the jungle to feed, they did not hear the call of the boy at first. And thanks to the god steed Kira, if it hadn't been the first to hear the shouts of his master, and to make an earth-shattering scream, which attracted the attention of his father and listened attentively, they would not have been reunited so quickly, everything was providential, destined to accompany each other and go together.