"Gesang! Oh my Gesang! ”

After the snowfall passed, Huhe climbed to the edge of the cave and cried out heartbreakingly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a pity that the ground is covered with snow, and there is still a trace of Gesang there?

"Giggles!"

At this time, at the bottom of the cave, a burst of eagle cries suddenly came.

"Such a big cave, I'm afraid it's a dwelling for a divine bird......"

Huhe's feet were weak, but he glanced at the towering cliff, at this time he definitely didn't have the strength to climb down, so he could only wait there.

"Goo!"

But to his surprise, after waiting for a long time, he only heard the increasingly terrible cry of the eagle, but did not see any birds of prey flying.

"Is it ......?"

Huhe carefully put the jade lotus into his arms and hesitantly moved his steps inside.

After stepping out of the first zhang, his speed suddenly increased, and even turned into a trot.

"This ...... It's ......"

After turning another mess of stones, Huhe looked at the scene in front of him and fell into a complete stupor.

A huge falcon like a hill fell to the ground, only its head was still unyieldingly high, and next to the giant eagle like a sacred bird, there was still a young man wearing only a single coat.

"God! Could it be that he is the god who dwells on the sacred mountain? ”

At this time, the god's gaze turned, and Huhe immediately knelt down reverently: "God ......"

"When the love is strong, the love becomes thinner......"

When Hohe raised his head, he saw the god's compassionate gaze.

"You made a normal person's choice, but it's a pity that ......" Fang Ming shook his head and a finger popped out.

Call!

In the flickering of the finger wind, Huhe's eyes turned white, and he passed out directly, and a jasper-colored snow lotus appeared on his chest.

Fang Ming didn't even look at it, and flew out of the cave.

The sky and the earth are vast, and they are pure white.

He unleashed the light skill of stepping on the snow without a trace, and the spiritual power of the eyebrows emanated, searching outward like a net, and after a while, he finally had a harvest.

"It's!"

Fang Ming looked at the scene in front of him, and his face couldn't help but be slightly moved.

On the cliff, Gesang's hands were holding a raised rock, and she was hanging upside down in the air, her person was already half stiff, and even the blood on her hands was frozen, and there was only a line away from death! But he still breathes.

Not only that, even though she was in a blur, her hands were still stubbornly cut into the cracks in the rocks, her nails cracked, and even the white bones inside could be seen.

"Good perseverance!"

Fang Ming exclaimed, this woman's performance reminded him of the Iron-winged Sky Eagle again.

Although the types are different, he admires this perseverance and fighting spirit.

"You can be seen by me, and it is also fate, so I buried you...... Hey? Wait......"

Fang Ming's face moved, and he suddenly unfolded the Heavenly Eye Qi Technique.

Immediately, he had an urge to complain: "How can the luck of a man and an eagle be matched?" Don't joke with me, okay? ”

……

Gesang slowly opened his eyes.

What caught the eye was a palm as white as jade, like a work of art, and there was a blue-colored, crystal clear snow lotus on the palm, the palm slowly tightened, and a drop of snow lotus juice also fell into her mouth.

"How? Woke up? ”

The owner of the palm is a young man with a very temperament, like a god, and his voice is also very good, but he is also as high as a god.

"I ...... Am I dead? You...... Are you a god? ”

Gesang muttered in a low voice.

"You're not dead yet! But that's pretty much it! ”

Fang Ming lifted her upper body, Gesang snorted softly, and immediately saw her hands that were almost fused with the rock, as well as the lower half of her body that had lost two lower legs.

Originally, such a terrifying injury should have felt severe pain.

It's a pity that she is in a state of confusion, and has lost all sensation from the neck down, and the consequences of this are even more terrifying.

"Your injuries are too severe, and your palms are too firm, so I brought your hands with the rocks to be on the safe side...... Also, the injuries on your body are so serious, even I can only hang your life, and before sunrise tomorrow, you will definitely die! ”

Fang Ming threw the waste jasper snow lotus as if it were garbage, and said indifferently.

"Original...... I'm still alive! ”

Gesang struggled to turn his head and look around.

It was obviously a cave, and she was leaning against a giant eagle the size of a mountain, and in the corner, there was a person she knew very well, but at the same time she never wanted to see again—Hohe!

"He ......"

Gesang wanted to speak and stopped.

"He's fine, he can't die! But you, who have no skills to return to heaven, do you have any last words to say? ”

Fang Ming said indifferently.

"God...... I don't have anything to ask for...... It's just that he ......"

Gesang suddenly shed two lines of tears: "I hope ...... God can bless him, make him, make him ......"

"Alas...... There are so many foolish children in the world! ”

Fang Ming sighed, but suddenly said, "...... I can save you, but on one condition! ”

"On what terms?"

Survival is the instinct of animals, even if it is Gesang, when he heard that there was still a chance to survive, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"I need your soul to turn into a condor and serve me for a hundred years!"

"Turning into a condor and flying in the sky?"

Gesang's eyes were misty, as if she thought of the blue sky, the vast grassland, and perhaps the two people riding together, she slowly lowered her head and said slowly but firmly: "I do!" ”

……

"Chirp!"

The sturdy iron-winged eagle spread its wings, let out a hawk's cry that pierced the sky, circled around the top of the mountain, and then flew into the distance without the slightest nostalgia.

On the back of the eagle, there is a faint figure, walking with the eagle, like a god descending to earth.

"Hmm...... What's wrong with me? ”

In the originally abandoned cave, Huhe struggled to get up and touched his head again.

Suddenly, he screamed again, and the memories of the giant eagle and the boy that he had seen before came to light one by one.

But when he looked around, he didn't find anything unusual.

"What's wrong? Am I dreaming? ”

Huhe took two steps carefully, but saw the eagle feathers on the ground, and a pool of blood, but he faintly felt that something was wrong.

"And ...... I...... Where's my jasper snow lotus? ”

He touched his chest, his face changed color for a moment, and he groped like crazy.

"Nope! No! ”

Huhe touched himself for a long time, and even took off his shirt, but he still couldn't find the slightest trace.

When he fell to his knees on the ground, the corner of his eye caught a touch of jasper in the cave again.

Huhe climbed forward in ecstasy, and his face suddenly became dull.

Because the original full jasper snow lotus was only a pile of withered dross at this time, a snow lotus in good condition could enable him to complete the trial, but this pile of things only deserved to be thrown on the side of the road.

"Hah!"

Huhe lowered his head and was silent for a long time, and suddenly let out a wild laugh that was not human.

The laughter became louder and louder, Huhe laughed wildly, and even bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes: "The result turned out to be like this? So what is the point of me sacrificing everything in the end? God? Are you punishing me? ”

The poignant voice reverberated back and forth in the cave, like hatred, like accusation, like sorrow......

……

Fang Ming, who was called and regarded as a god, naturally did not notice it in the slightest.

On the contrary, at this time, he was enjoying the pleasure of riding the iron-winged Aquila and sweeping hundreds of miles.

The wind is howling!

The grasslands are endless, but the occasional cattle and sheep, tents, and lakes are quickly passing by in the corner of the eye, and they are nowhere to be seen.

The Nine Heavens Wind was howling, sharp as a knife, but it was like a breeze blowing on the other side, and he was comfortable.

"Sitting on the ground and traveling 80,000 miles a day, happy! Joyfully! ”

Fang Ming let out a long roar, the sound shook the four fields, and it seemed that in order to cooperate with him, the iron-winged Sky Eagle under the seat also let out a clear sound that pierced the sky.

"Little Iron! Well done! ”

Hearing Fang Ming's encouragement, a kind and dependent spiritual thought also came from the sea of knowledge of the Iron-winged Sky Eagle.

"Let's go! Let's go to the wilderness! ”

Fang Ming stroked the feathers on Xiao Tie's back, and the Iron-Winged Sky Eagle immediately flapped its wings and flew to the far north.

He sat down, and his back was wide enough to lie horizontally.

"Hohe...... It's time to wake up, right? ”

In Fang Ming's heart, he thought of another thing.

"Although he didn't do it himself, at the top of Bayan, there was no food, no baggage, whether he lived or died, it depended on his creation......"

Fang Ming looked at the iron-winged sky eagle at this time, and the expression on his face couldn't help but be a little complicated.

He only held the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor that day, and performed a magic calamity for Gesang and the iron-winged eagle.

And then, the iron-winged Aquila became like this.

Even he didn't know whether he was a success or a failure this time.

It's just that the iron-winged Aquila subconsciously finally gave up resistance to him, and even carried an emotion of attachment and trust.

With this attitude, with a little guidance, it will naturally be successfully tamed.

"Perhaps...... Gesang's memories have disappeared, and the only success is to open the mind for Xiao Tie, or perhaps, Gesang was reborn in Xiao Tie's body, or perhaps, the memories of her and Xiao Tie merged together and became another life...... Who knows? ”

Fang Ming was not a philosopher, and he would not think about these questions that would make him think about it.

Anyway, Fang Ming has always paid more attention to results.

Now that the Iron-Winged Aquila has been tamed and become his mount, the result is already very good.

The goal has been achieved, that is, success!

As for the other deeper issues, who cares about it?

In order to mark the rebirth of the Ironwinged Aquila, he named the mount 'Little Iron'.

All right!

In fact, he was simply too lazy to choose a name, and when he saw that the iron-winged Aquila was black and his wings were like iron, he naturally chose this name.

"Little Iron! The road of martial arts, very exciting, you will follow me in the future to crisscross the ninety-nine states, maybe one day, my magic skills will be completely turned into a person! ”

Fang Ming's eyes radiated the light of ambition, and one man and one eagle quickly disappeared into the sky. (To be continued.) )