"No need to look for it, I'm here!"

"Ah, you, who are you?" Xiu Yuan, who was frantically digging stones, was suddenly hugged and was about to resist, but when he turned around and found that it was Luo Ping, who was looking forward to it at night, he immediately choked up and hugged him.

"Silly girl, I'm not a monkey, how could I be in a crack in the stone." Luo Ping saw that Xiu Yuan's limbs were bloody, and hurriedly helped him heal, while Xiu Yuan was smiling stupidly all the time.

The middle-aged Dao Gu touched the scene, and seemed to think of the man in green shirt she met when she was twenty years old, her nose was slightly sour, and she avoided the two of them in advance.

"Breeze, breeze, breeze!" Xiu Yuan wiped the black ash on his face, like a cannon, and kept shouting Luo Ping's name.

"Yes, yes, I hear you."

Luo Ping hurriedly patted his back, like coaxing a child, and kept agreeing.

Xiu Yuan hugged Luo Ping tightly, at this moment she finally understood why she said that when she went out, she would cut off Luo Ping in two, and then calm down to cultivate, but Luo Ping laughed at her, saying that it was impossible, and it was not until now that she understood that loving someone can reach this point, even if it is lost for a second, it will make her feel uneasy for a lifetime.

"Don't leave me, woo." Xiu Yuan wiped his nose, and then kissed Luo Ping's face indiscriminately, but when he saw that Luo Ping's face was touched by himself, he quickly wiped his cheeks, and said in astonishment: "Don't look at it, don't look at it, am I ugly?" ”

Luo Ping was amused by this little girl who had regained a bit of cuteness, scratched her nose, and said with a smile: "You don't let me see it, and let me say it......"

"Nasty!" Xiu Yuan was about to hit Luo Ping, but he thought that Luo Ping must also be scarred, so he immediately turned his fist into a palm and began to check Luo Ping's injuries, until all the inspections were completed and no major wounds were found, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Ping knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he picked up Xiao Nizi horizontally, and then flew away with a smile, Xiu Yuan let out a coquettish cry, and then buried his head in Luo Ping's arms, enjoying the rare warmth.

The next morning......

The heart-warming morning light slowly shone along the winding mountain range to a hillside, the green towering ancient trees, still vibrant, the wind blew through the hill, and a few larks came tactfully, suddenly waking up a group of Taoists sleeping on the hillside.

Xiu Yuan slowly woke up from Luo Ping's arms, looked at a few cute larks flying overhead, felt the comfort of the breeze, and smelled the smell of the man around him who gave him a sense of security, Xiu Yuan was about to fall into the honey pot, thinking that there would be no fight, no casualties.

I and the men around me grow a little food here, feed a little fish and crabs, occasionally go up the mountain to catch a few rabbits and small jars, and Zuihou has a few more children, how beautiful life should be.

It didn't take long for Luo Ping to blink his eyelashes, and he also woke up, and when he saw that Xiu Yuan around him had regained his beautiful appearance, he couldn't help but smile, thinking that girls are girls, they were so tired last night, and they didn't forget to wash their faces before going to bed.

"Wow, what a beautiful pigeon!"

At this moment, Xiu Yuan suddenly noticed that a pigeon flew towards him, and he was not afraid of people at all, stretched out his palm, and naturally stopped on it.

"Look, this pigeon is so popular." Xiu Yuan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and thought that he had a special sense of closeness to nature, but Luo Ping sighed lightly and grabbed the pigeon.

Just when Xiu Yuan was about to blame Luo Ping for his rude actions, he found that Luo Ping took out a small note under the pigeon's leg hair, and sealed it with a secret technique.

Others didn't know about the knock on the door, but Luo Ping couldn't be clearer, and when he saw this note for the first time, he was stunned, and then quickly bit his finger and dripped blood on it.

As the blood slowly spreads, the traces on the note are becoming clearer and clearer, zuihou clearly sees that there are four sentences on it, and they are all made up of a few words in Taoism, ancient classics, even if ordinary people know these words, they may not be able to understand what these short sentences mean, even if someone can understand what these short sentences mean, but they will definitely not know what special meaning there will be when they are connected.

Only Luo Ping and Bai Xue know the real reading of this secret technique, in the previous winter, Bai Xue insisted on teaching Luo Ping to play this kind of thing, at that time Luo Ping still felt that this kind of thing was not very useful, and felt that it was to drip blood, and to remember those ancient scriptures, and at the same time to understand the reading skills of this secret technique, and now he knew that this secret technique can really play a big role.

"Who is it?"

Although Xiu Yuan couldn't understand what was written on it, the beautiful font was still recognizable, and at a glance, he knew that he was a person who had been immersed in calligraphy for many years before he could write it, in other words, the person who wrote this letter must be a talented woman who had a very deep relationship with Luo Ping, which made Xiu Yuan full of vinegar, and the longing that only rose in the morning disappeared instantly, just thinking about finding a rope to tie Luo Ping, so that he would not be taken away by other women.

"It's your grandfather." Luo Ping noticed that this little girl was full of vinegar, and said with a smile: "Your ancestor said, let you eat more, the weather is getting cold now, remember to wear more clothes, Jiufeng Mountain is located in a multi-river and lake-rich area, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and the air humidity is high, so you need to prevent arthritis." ”

"Come less, I'll ignore you like this." Xiu Yuan pouted, Zuihou saw Luo Ping ignoring her, and with a shy face, he grabbed his arm and said coquettishly: "Who is it, what have you written, is it Sister Longxin?" ”

Luo Ping smiled, did not make a sound, but used a tree branch as a pen, on the grass, translated the passage just now into vernacular, and after Xiu Yuan finished reading it, he immediately disrupted it and made it disappear without a trace.

"I didn't expect that at such a critical time, that woman would actually send charcoal in the snow." Luo Ping thought of the content of the letter just now, clenched his fists, and grasped the battle with the old woman a little more quickly.

Xiu Yuan is also extremely happy, firstly, the woman who wrote the letter is really her ancestor, and she naturally feels that there is no threat, and secondly, the old ancestor gave Luo Ping a few suggestions, which are very timely and targeted. That way she will have less worry and apprehension.

After last night's battle of life and death, although everyone has been treated, but after waking up at this moment, they still can't help moaning, either their arms are sore or their legs hurt, there is no way to save their lives last night, everyone has played their greatest potential, and it is very normal for the body to suffer some tissue trauma.

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