When the Smoke Flame Wolf opened its bloody mouth and grabbed the glowing jade jue in the horrified eyes of everyone. The black clouds swooped down like a whirlwind, and the wings that were more than two feet long glistened in the moonlight, shining as black as metal, setting off a gust of wind, enveloping the robes of several heroes and hunting and flying.

Almost instantly, the bird of prey swept past the giant wolf and disappeared, leaving a long, sharp cry that echoed through the mountains. With the surprised eyes of everyone, they flew against the wind. The wings stretched out and rose in the center of the full moon, quickly melting into the endless darkness.

Evil Xiaoqi looked up and saw a huge dragon-like silhouette suddenly appear on the cliff wall, and leaned out with an electric switch. The dazzling swell, shooting out a strange light and cold air, towards the dark clouds. A long cry of a terrible bird of prey was heard in the darkness. Soon everything was calm again, except for the sound of the wind blowing the trees, as if nothing had happened.

Evil Xiaoqi was surprised to find that a shining jade jue appeared out of nowhere. On the rock wall in front of him, he tried his best, raised his arm and struggled to open his palm to touch the jade jue.

Under the infinite sky full of starlight, on the cliff wall of the silent Secret Valley, the looming eye of the sky settled like dust. There was a frail young man with inexplicable feelings and expectations, staring at Yu Jue, who seemed to be covered with a light mist in the night, and the corners of his mouth were bent into the arc of a crescent moon, and he grinned stupidly.

The size of the copper coin reveals a touch of emerald jade, which is warm and crystal clear, and is flawless. The color of the gap seems to flow with the change of the moonlight, the dark blue and turquoise light are intertwined, as thick as a nightmare, like another quiet world, but there is a blue light that moves slowly, like the sun shining on the sea, slowly overflowing with strange and brilliant streamers.

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The mountains and forests had been completely plunged into darkness, and the wind was grinding through the treetops. In the distance, the roar of wild beasts was heard, and the birds above were so startled that they fell and scattered.

I don't know how many nights like this I have experienced, but Evil Xiaoqi's body gradually regained consciousness, and the lucid consciousness brought him more pain, confusion, sadness, and division.

When the morning light dewed, ten thousand golden rays of light sprinkled through the mist throughout the forest. Evil Xiaoqi looked at the gloomy black cave in the distance, the huge brown head that poked out from time to time, and the big eyes that flashed like copper bells with a ferocious aura, seemed to have no sense of fear.

Despair with no way out, fear has become the most useless thing.

What used to be a dense and lush leaf is now only a bare dead branch, bare and shining white in the skylight.

Chewing on the few remaining leaves, the bitter feeling of swallowing the esophagus for the first time felt that Evil Xiaoqi still remembered it vividly.

The colorful giant beetle that was far away in the sky and seemed to be close in front of him, although from time to time it also cast that pair of vigilant eyes on Evil Xiaoqi. But it remained indifferent, and it was clear that this thin and thin teenager had no nutritional value, and was not its dish.

Although Evil Xiaoqi was completely able to dominate himself, he also tried to slowly follow the old tree that poked out of the cliff, groping a little bit to move towards the roots. It can make a terrifying clicking sound as the tree tree breaks. Evil Xiaoqi's heart skipped a beat, and the idea of escaping was suddenly wiped out.

The midday sun shone on Evil Xiaoqi's body, he rubbed his shriveled stomach, and the feeling of hunger hit again, making people feel like they were going to vomit.

When Evil Xiaoqi gradually saw that the bald head exposed on the side of the ridge was a monk, he suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad in his heart.

The monk from Kumen Temple is a monk with great wisdom, and of course he knows the danger of Tuling Mountain. At present, the number of donors in the monastery who worship the Buddha and ask for medicine has increased several times, and the ordinary herbs among the old trees and withered vines in the vicinity can only play an auxiliary role. More than a dozen Chinese herbal medicines are missing, but the iron fern is missing.

This perennial herb has a particularly short growth cycle, reaching maturity only at the end of the eighth month of the lunar calendar every year. Not everyone has the opportunity to get it.

Evil Xiaoqi can only be regarded as a wonderful, and strange has its own wonderful opportunities.

Unable to hold back the compassion of all sentient beings, the monk decided to take a risk. A steep slope near the west side of the main peak was chosen. It's a ridge-like hillside, and if you break through it, it's much easier to walk below.

The moment he saw Evil Xiaoqi, the monk in a gray monk's robe and a bald head was burned. But he immediately turned around and tied the rope around his waist to the rock wall.

The sky was sparkling and pouring down. Evil Xiaoqi narrowed his eyes as if they were covered with a layer of mist, and saw that the monk's body seemed to be draped with a golden veil, as if a god and Buddha had descended. For some reason, I felt uneasy in my heart.

Under the clear sky, the monk's bald hair with a blue and white light is particularly eye-catching. He looked down and saw that Evil Xiaoqi was lying on his back on the bare tree and waving his hand in this direction.

However, the monk slowly put down the rope, leaned over and shouted to the evil Xiaoqi: "Don't act rashly, don't move rashly, I will pull you up after a while." The sobbing and sharp wind crushed the monk's words to the point where they could not be finished. When it reached Evil Xiaoqi's ears, there was only a low noise. He waved his hand desperately, signaling the monk to leave quickly.

It's not that the monk hasn't heard the legend of the big snake, but he is eager to save people for a while, and he doesn't think about it so much. Seeing that Evil Xiaoqi waved his hand vigorously, he thought he was beckoning him to come to his rescue.

A swirling black shadow slowly moved towards the rock wall, obscuring the nearby shrubs, rocks, and layers of vegetation.

Almost exhausted the last of his strength, the boy felt his body drained, and every nerve in his body was so tired that it seemed to stop beating.

The air, mixed with dust and the smell of salty blood, contained suffocating fear.

In a trance, Xiaoyang's bright smile appeared in front of the young man's eyes again, like the warm sun of midsummer, melting the immortal ice river, drowning all darkness and confusion.

"Why do you keep playing such a mournful tune, do you have something on your mind?" Evil Xiaoqi sat side by side with Xiaoyang on the roof of the Chunshui Pavilion, on the roof of the low attic, the starlight poured down, and the white light shone on the fish-scale-like ridge tile, as if paved with a layer of broken silver, Evil Xiaoqi swayed his legs, and his eyes glanced at Xiaoyang from time to time.

With clear eyes under the thin and slender eyelashes, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Xiaoyang looked up at the starry sky. smiled and said: "But I have learned so many tunes, whether it is sad or not, as long as it sounds good, there will always be people who like it." ”

"It doesn't matter if you listen to it or not, as long as it's a song you play, I like it. Evil Xiaoqi grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat and beautiful white teeth.

"Then you, you're idle all day, and your parents don't care about you?" Xiao Yang looked at Evil Xiaoqi's eyes with starry light.

"So what, anyway, I didn't have a mother for a long time. My father was so busy with business and family affairs that he didn't have time to take care of me. Evil Xiaoqi scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to do business, I am upset when I think about it." I just want to live a simple life, look at the stars, look at you. ”

The starlight is out of reach, and Xiaoyang is within reach. Under the starry sky on a summer night this year, Evil Xiaoqi stretched out his trembling arms for the first time and hugged his beloved girl into his arms. His arms were thin and strong, as if they were trying to bring her into his chest.

At that moment, time passed like the wind without a trace, but it was like a strong and fragile dream with a shallow wound, forever engraved in the heart of Evil Xiaoqi.

Xiao Yang's outline gradually became blurred, and the fishy aura in the air became more intense.

The grass and trees trembled slightly, and the branches wanted to dance. It seems to be infected by this uneasy atmosphere.

The half-crouched monk on the rock kept adjusting the angle of the rope, and in order to get closer to the goal, the devout Buddhist disciple did his best.

When he finally saw the life-saving rope descend to three or four meters above the head of Evil Xiaoqi, the monk breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relieved smile.

If it weren't for the loud noise, he wouldn't have been aware of the fear.