Chapter 118: South Vietnam, the one who is destined

"Hehe......"

Yun Jihan smiled lowly, cupped my face, and wiped my tears away.

Qin Demon sat cross-legged beside me, he pointed at Yun Jihan and said, "You are so nervous about him, why don't I help you cure him?"

I blinked twice, saw that he was not afraid of Yuan Liang's sword at all, and said, "I don't believe you."

"Take me to Shaman." Qin Demon suddenly said with a straight face, and he pointed at Yun Jihan again, "You don't want to save him?" ”

"I think." I touched my nose and said, "I take back the sentence just now, in fact, you are the most handsome one that Xia Man knows." ”

Qin Demon touched his wound and smiled sadly.

"Little girl, are you lying to me?"

I said, "Half-truths and half-truths are the only ones that can be acted."

Yun Jihan pinched the tip of my nose, I raised my eyebrows proudly at him, look, what Yun Jihan said, I can learn and apply it.

Qin Demon stared at me for a long time, and he suddenly said, "No, I'm going to follow you."

"Huh!" Yun Jihan's sword also strangled Qin Demon's neck, "Stay away from my sister." ”

"Sister?" Qin Demon looked at Yun Jihan strangely, then at me, and suddenly burst out laughing.

I waved my hand at the Qin Demon: "I'm sorry for my life."

Qin Demon stopped smiling, his eyes darkened again, and he said, "Are you sure she's still alive?"

She, naturally, refers to Shaman.

I nodded at the lyre.

"Done!" Qin Demon slapped his thigh and said, "You're about to get things done, I'm going to go on a long trip."

Hello Shaman, I have a trouble to send you, you come out, sign for it.

I saw the demon get up, and he walked to the side of the room and pressed against a brick wall.

"Wow...... Click......"

There is the sound of a mechanism rattling.

The roof turned, and then an iron ladder slowly descended.

"Let's go up!"

The piano demon patted the ladder, and it was as strong as ever.

"Third Brother ......"

I really told Yun Jihan that I didn't want him to fight for the position of city lord, but I knew that the holy fate was difficult, and Yun Jihan would not be willing to admit defeat in front of Zhou Qiyu.

Yun Jihan put his arm on my shoulder and said, "Yes."

"Hmm." My nose was sore, but I couldn't hold back my crying.

Zhou Qiyu and Wei Chi Nianwen also got up, and they stepped on the ladder first.

"Huh? Where is this? ”

It was Shuang'er's voice, she covered her head and got up from the ground, looking left and right, she saw me, and immediately grinned, she ran towards me, "Shuang'er, great! You're coming up! Do you know that I wanted to catch you, but you fell in the blink of an eye, and I thought I would never see you again! ”

She came up to me to take my hand, and I put my sword in front of her.

"What's wrong with you? Frost? Don't blame me...... I...... I want to save you. Shuang'er looked at me innocently.

"I know, thank you." I said, "You go up first, I have something to say to the Qin Demon senior." ”

"Oh! Then I'll be waiting for you on it! Shuang'er looked back at the demon who was sitting on the ground fiddling with the strings, and went up.

After Shuang'er left, Xue'er also became smaller, jumped back into the bag and reunited with Xiao Jiu, and I helped Yun Jihan to walk up the ladder.

"Didn't you have something to say to me?"

The lyre demon called me.

“……”

I don't believe you've lived for more than 300 years, and I can't see if I really have something to say to you.

"Do you have anything to eat?" I can only ask casually.

"Huh?" Qin Demon looked back at me and pointed at himself, "Senior, I'm from the valley!" ”

"I still have A shares!" I complained and went up with Yun Jihan.

I hope there won't be any more demons up there, I'm running out of energy, I'm really hungry.

The candle flame gradually lit up, and I saw that Zhou Qiyu and Yu Chi Nianwen were already walking in front, and Shuang'er was waiting for me at the exit.

"This!" I looked around at the cylindrical passage and the staircase that looked long, and my legs were a little weak.

"I still have to climb!" I say.

Shuang'er patted her chest and said, "I'll make a way for you up there."

I nodded.

"Third brother, don't worry, you go slowly." I helped Yun Jihan to go up.

"Hmm!" Yun Jihan pinched my cheek with the hand that was on my shoulder.

The stairs were very narrow, only allowing two people to walk side by side, Yun Jihan held the handrail with one hand and put the other on my shoulder, and he said, "You have grown a little taller."

"Really?"

"Really." Yun Jihan suddenly sighed, "I've finally grown up......"

I bit my lower lip, I knew that Yun Jihan wouldn't stay with me for long.

Yuan Liang was in front of us, with a fire fold in his hand, and I turned my head to look at the mural on the wall to my right, which painted smoky clouds, and above the clouds were Qionglou Yuyu, and some people stepping on the clouds. It's like a fairy.

I reached out and touched the frescoes, and saw that they were as smooth as a layer of oil, so even after more than 300 years, the murals were still as bright as new.

"Wow! What a beautiful phoenix! Shuang'er, a dozen paces away in front of me, pointed to the mural on her side and shouted in surprise.

I also followed the sound to look, and sure enough, in front of Shuang'er, it was a phoenix bird with wings spread. The phoenix is fiery red, and every feather on its body seems to be shaking, as if it is alive.

I took a few steps forward, but I was attracted by another bird behind the phoenix, it was very small, ten times the size of the phoenix, compared to the phoenix, it was gray and black, and it looked ugly, but it was flapping its wings and chasing the phoenix.

I put my finger on the little gray-black bird, its wings so weak.

"What do moths beg for when they can't love?" I couldn't help but say what was in my heart.

Yun Jihan's arm protected me a little tighter.

"Look!" Shuang'er pointed up again.

We walked a dozen steps together, and it was another mural.

Under the Bodhi tree, a monk put his palms together, meditating and participating in Zen, the painter's painting skills are vivid, the monk's face is painted very clearly, the eyebrows are clear, and the lips are red like a carda. And beside the monk, there was a small snake, the little black snake hissed and spit letters, and the fiery red fruits were placed under it.

There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust. I looked at the monk, and there seemed to be a trace of tenderness in his eyes, which was thrown at the little snake.

"It's so pretty." Shuang'er sighed.

"Who are you talking about?" I asked.

"Naturally, it's the monk." Shuang'er said.

"Really? I think that tree is very beautiful. "I looked up at the linden tree.

"Is it dew on this tree?" Shuang'er touched the dew drops hanging from the leaves of the Bodhi tree.

I chuckled, "That's, its tears, right?" ”

Yun Jihan also stared at the painting at first, and when he saw me say this, he looked down at me, and suddenly stroked the dewdrop, and wiped it with his thumb, and the dew was forcibly erased.

I turned my head to look at him, and he said, "There's a wind to dry it."

I smiled bitterly: "Third brother, I said it casually."

The phoenix is pampered

Feng Ming pampered 2015