-Kunlun-

The war went well.

The evil clan of the other side was approaching the Central Plains step by step, but unexpectedly, in the past few days, the Xia Dynasty troops killed a black-clothed general, a spear was unstoppable, and a horse was overwhelming, it seemed to be a machine that ignored pain and flesh and blood.

After a few days of fighting, the evil clan was defeated and retreated, and the Kunlun border was temporarily peaceful.

……

-Night-

That Meng Ji obediently crouched under him.

In half a month, you can get up and go back to the capital.

Rare comfort.

He sat on the chair paved by the fox fur, lazily stroking Meng Ji's fur, letting Meng Ji move, squinting and resting.

It's time to arrange the fate of this Meng Ji.

……

"Yi!"

The soldier called.

"Enter." He immediately got up and straightened his shirt.

"Yi! The enemy has moved! The man was a little flustered.

"Let's go."

Xia Yi immediately made a decision, grabbed the spear from the right side, put on his cloak, and went to the door of the military tent.

Howling winds.

Kunlun snow swept across the surface, and there was a little stinging for a while.

The stars are dense, the blue sky day and night, the stars are twinkling, the mountains and clouds are upside down, as if facing the world.

On the top of the Kunlun snow, Xia Yi looked down, towering peaks and mountains, dotting orange fires.

He squinted, moving.

With a flick of his hand, the spear in Xia Yi's hand was thrown into the hands of the guards beside him, and as soon as he flicked his cloak, his black hair fluttered, and he knelt down on his right knee, bending forward to observe the enemy's situation.

"Huh." He sneered in his mouth, "After leading the first fast army to overtake overnight, there should be fewer people, and there should be elites, and the first army will ambush the flat ground on the right side, change into white clothes, and the rest of the people will be divided into one-thirds, and they will fight directly, and the tactical deputy will understand." ”

He commanded to go down, straightened up again, and straightened his robe.

Nothing.

He's not just a killing machine, he also has brains.

"If there's an accident, Spitfire will call me." He finally made up for it.

He'll be watching the situation here.

In the dark, the wolf's vision is always very sharp.

……

It's quiet.

The top of Kunlun is really cold.

Kunlun's snow-white extreme, white holiness.

It's like a seal, not stained with dust.

What is she doing...... Are you cultivating again......

Xia Yi looked up at the starry sky, but lowered his eyes.

Guarding alone in Kunlun, that kind of strong thoughts and desires seem to be stronger, and I can't wait to see Feng Yao, stand side by side with her, or worship her.

Anyway, I want to see her.

These days with Feng Yao, fighting side by side with her, he was confused and a little hazy.

Every inch of mountains and rivers in Kunlun and an inch of snow are her shadows.

Mountains and rivers are skinny, and peaks and mountains cast bones.

At the foot of the mountain, the sound of swords continued.

The cool breeze blew, and the flame in Xia Yi's heart could not be extinguished.

As long as he is strong enough to protect this mountain and river dynasty, he will be able to return to Feng Yao's side soon.

……

The Xia Dynasty won a great victory.

The morale was greatly increased, and the cheers were heard from the Kunlun military camp to the villages at the foot of the Kunlun Mountain.

Xia Yi suddenly had some thoughts.

The capital of the country has a temple of Fengyao, but the temple is too valuable, only those noble royal families can enter, and there is little incense.

The spiritual power of the incense seems to be able to be transformed into aura and used by the seal.

And there, the commoners had no right and no extra energy to build temples and offer to the gods, especially the gods of the royal family. （！ Don't worry about it)

Feng Yao's divine power is now weakened, and it is difficult for her to persist in cultivating in the human world, she needs mental power.

Kunlun is far away from the country, far away from the royal relatives and relatives, and has just won the battle.

It would be better to build a temple here and accumulate mental power for her.

It's also good...... Leave it to yourself a thought.

He found some of the best local craftsmen and carved a statue of the god for two days and two nights.

seems to have spiritual power, and the statue really looks like a seal.

"Yi?" When the craftsman saw this famous demon general, he was stunned by the statue of the goddess, and was obsessed with the statue.

This is a great disrespect, and even if he may have some connection with this goddess, it is absolutely unacceptable.

It's just that since the temple was put into construction, Xia Yi has often been like this, so they don't ask anymore.

After all, it was a demon general, not a human, and it was rumored that it was bloodthirsty and cruel, and they didn't dare to provoke it.

Later generations often said that the demon would often not return at night, lingering among the temple colonnades, or standing stupidly in front of the statues.

Before and after the battle, he always went to the idol to speak, and no one knew what he said.

……

Half a moon is approaching.

Xia Yi decided to leave Meng Ji in the temple, take the temple as his residence, and exchange Meng Ji for guarding the temple.

He suddenly thought of himself.

In the past, he was ostracized because of his demonic identity and lived a cold and dark life.

This Kunlun is also very cold.

That little Meng Ji is still very nostalgic for himself.

……

……

"Hey! Where did you come from, stinky boy! Barracks powerhouse! Get out! ”

He seemed to hear the commotion.

When he walked over, it was a soldier driving away a dirty child.

It seems to be a very ordinary child, but his vision is extraordinary and full of aura.

"Who are you?" He looked down.

The child glared, looking him straight in the eye.

Xia Yi felt a trace of shock and palpitations for a moment.

"Don't drive me away." The child is dirty, and I am afraid that he will be displaced here.

This kid is gifted and a wizard of cultivation.

Because of this, he is destined to have a bad fate, a bad fate, between mortals, destined to be lonely and difficult to reconcile.

……

"I have an errand here, would you like to give up the others and stay here?" Xia Yi spoke slowly, using some mental power, to beat the words in the child's heart.

"Yes." The child did not hesitate, his eyes were fixed.

I don't know how devastated he was to seek a living in this extremely cold place.

"I do." He repeated.

The heavy determination and despair, the desperate yearning for survival.

Xia Yi understood that this was the person he wanted.

……

……

Meng Ji liked him very much.

Although the child seemed to have been hit, his nature was not bad, and in the face of Meng Ji, he revealed the child's nature and innocence.

"What's your name?" Xia Yi asked.

"I don't know...... I don't have a name......" The boy lowered his head, a little lonely.

Xia Yi was very satisfied.

"From now on, you have the same surname as me, and your surname is Xia, so you will be called Xia, and your descendants will be named by you."

"You are the guardian of the temple, and you will not forget your heart for generations."