(Cat flutter Chinese) Qiuqiu originally had no sleepiness, and when she reached this point, she basically didn't feel anything about eating and sleeping. Cold or warm doesn't affect her much.

But after so many days of tension, she was suddenly able to relax, and she especially wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while, even if it was only for half an hour.

The paper man asked her empathetically, "Sleepy?" Do you want to take a break?"

Qiuqiu nodded naturally, and then said, "You accompany me." ”

The paper man whispered, OK.

Qiuqiu lay down on the low couch by the window, and the round moon was hanging by the window lattice.

"When I was a child, I often didn't have enough to eat, especially when the spring was just beginning, the food at home was almost gone, the wild vegetables in the field had not yet grown, and there were many children in the family, and there was often a famine. They eat porridge in the morning and evening, and one meal at noon is dry. The porridge can be cleared, and you can see the shadows. After drinking for a while, I was hungry and couldn't sleep, looking at the moon outside, I thought it was a cake for a while, and I thought it was a duck egg yolk for a while...... It's all about food anyway.

The paper man asked softly, "Do you remember?" ”

"I don't remember very well, it's been so long." Qiuqiu said, she turned her head to look at the paper figure lying next to her.

If she hadn't seen such a beautiful moon today, she wouldn't have remembered.

What she remembered more clearly was after she started cultivating.

But I don't know why I think of something a long time ago.

There was nothing to remember back then.

Especially when she was still a very young child, there was nothing at home that she needed to participate in except eating, sleeping, and playing every day.

But now it seems that such peace is precious.

She wanted to live like that with Shi'er.

When the paper figure lay down, he really couldn't find it - because he was so thin, and when he stood there was a feeling that there was someone next to him. But as soon as he lay down, Qiuqiu suddenly couldn't feel his existence.

How big is that when you're lying next to you? Is it the same as a piece of paper next to it?

The paper man said, "Sleep, I'll accompany you." ”

Qiuqiu snorted, still unable to sleep.

The fire lay on her pillow, tilting its head to look at the paper figure, as if it didn't quite understand what kind of species it was. Qiuqiu watched it lean over and sniffed, touched it with her paws, opened its mouth and wanted to bite up.

"Oh, don't make a fuss, you can't just bite it."

Maybe I'll let it bite down. The paper figure was torn apart.

Huo'er is still more obedient and obedient.

It circled around the paper figure twice, and then sprang out of the window.

This paper figure is certainly not his master, but it has an aura that only a master can have, in short, Huo'er has no hostility towards it.

Qiuqiu turned her head sideways to look. The fire turned into a dark glow in the moonlit night and plunged into the water below the riverbank.

Reeds and cattails draw delicate green leaves. It looks blue in the moonlight.

Qiuqiu scolded in a low voice: "This little brute." ”

Compared to the big white and the white. Huo'er is undoubtedly too restless.

Of course, the rabbit is timid and especially honest. Huo'er is a dragon, if it is as honest and timid as a rabbit, it is not normal.

"Sleep."

The paper man began to recite the mantra softly.

And what he recited was not Jiufeng's mental method, but the introductory mental method mantra of the Lishui Sword Sect.

He had been with Qiuqiu for so long. He was afraid that he would remember that he was more familiar with it than Qiuqiu himself, otherwise how would he instruct her to cultivate at that time?

Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment.

It's been a long time since she's heard anyone recite it.

The paper man read this to her, which made Qiuqiu suddenly think of the time when she had just apprenticed to the mountain, and thought of her master and sister. Thinking of Shi'er, who was as cold and beautiful as the little dragon girl at that time, and then she thought of Xiuyuan Mountain, those little disciples were reciting mantras and cultivating wholeheartedly, with extremely focused expressions on their faces.

Things that were commonplace at the time and didn't take them to heart now, now that I think about it, every fragment is so clear and precious.

The paper man's voice was calm and soothing, Qiuqiu's mood gradually calmed down, and the sleeping image was like a gentle quilt, covering her from head to toe.

Qiuqiu's hand lightly rested on the paper man's hand, and said vaguely: "Don't go......"

The paper man replied to her, but Qiuqiu didn't hear clearly.

But when she got the answer, she was already relieved.

When she fell asleep, the paper figure got up.

He sat on the edge of the couch and watched her for a long, quiet look.

Qiuqiu's sleeping face seemed very calm, her cheeks showed a thin flush, and her hair was scattered on the jasper pillow.

His gaze was so calm and long.

The gaze was like substance, gently touching her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose, her lips, and her sideburns......

After a while, the paper figure stood up and slipped silently through the crack in the open window.

Guan Wei stood on the river beach by the stone bridge of Fengxian Pavilion, he saw that the window of Fengxian Pavilion had darkened, and then the paper figure came to him as if it had been blown by the wind.

The guard greeted him.

The paper man nodded slightly: "Let's go." ”

Qiuqiu slept very deeply.

In a trance, she found that she was still standing in the tower of the seventh peak, and there was a fog everywhere and she couldn't see anything clearly.

She saw a person walking in front of her, as if he was a picker, and she hurried to catch up two steps and call his name.

The man stopped and looked back.

Only then did Qiuqiu realize that the person in front of her was not Shi'er, but the paper man with the same face as Shi'er.

"Where are you going?" She asked stupidly.

For some reason, the fog made her feel dazed, she didn't know the way forward, she couldn't see the way forward, there was no one, and she seemed to be the only one left in the world.

"You go back." The paper man waved his hand at her and pointed behind him, "Go back." ”

"Nope." Qiuqiu also stubbornly said: "You promised me not to leave." ”

The paper figure showed a somewhat helpless expression.

Qiuqiu looked at him angrily, feeling unprecedented panic in her heart.

The paper man seemed to want to say something to her, but a crack suddenly appeared in the middle of his head.

Qiuqiu looked at him in horror.

The crack grew longer and longer, running through the entire head of the paper man, and it continued to extend downward.

More fissures spread from the creature that stretched through it, almost dense and messy like cobwebs.

The first crumbs floated down.

Moment. The whole paper figure was reduced to pieces, and it was blown by the wind like a butterfly flying around.

Qiuqiu stretched out her hand to grab a piece, but the fragments quickly weathered and eroded, and the palm-sized scrap of paper she grabbed instantly turned into a handful of ashes in the palm of her hand.

She was in a cold sweat and suddenly opened her eyes.

There was silence in the Fengxian Pavilion, and the moonlight sprinkled on the ground like a solidified frost, a gray and dull leaden gray.

Qiuqiu rolled over and sat up.

It was so quiet that only the sound of the water could be faintly heard on the river beach outside Fengxian Pavilion.

The paper figure that had been with her on the pillow just now was gone.

Qiuqiu looked around, no. He's not there, there's no him in the Fengxian Pavilion.

Is it that the aura above has been exhausted, and the paper figure has dissipated?

But there should be confetti left behind.

The situation in the dream made Qiuqiu feel a kind of unease in her heart.

It's quiet all around.

No, in the silence, there seemed to be some other voice.

Extremely subtle. Even, it is a sound that cannot be heard with the ears.

Qiuqiu lowered her head.

Her fingers touched the wooden plaque of the Seventh Peak.

This wooden sign is warm to the touch. Qiuqiu has played with it in her hands countless times. This sign has been quiet and has not moved.

But now the wooden sign is slightly hot. When you hold it, you can even feel a slight tremor coming from the inside of the wooden card.

Qiuqiu's heart tightened.

The unusual temperature and movement gave her an ominous premonition.

Is something wrong?

She put on her clothes and hurriedly walked out of Fengxian Pavilion.

Qiuqiu raised her hand, and a few silver rays flew out of her palm, flickering in the dark night, like fireflies flying.

Several palms can summon and communicate with each other in this way.

Qiuqiu flicked her fingers and whispered softly: "Go." ”

To her surprise. After a slight pause in the air, these silver rays swept in one direction!

Qiuqiu's eyes widened slightly, and without thinking, she chased after Yinmang.

This. How is this possible?

After these silver points, there should only be two points of effect, right? Now in the palm of Jiufeng, the peak master, Shi'er is far away in the Central Plains, Ji Yunting's whereabouts are unknown, and her silver mang should only be able to find Lin Su and Guan Wei.

But now all the silver rays at four o'clock are flying, and the direction and speed are even exactly the same.

It's impossible.

Shi'er is obviously in the Central Plains.

Ji Yunting is missing and cannot be contacted.

Judging only from the silver mang, except for Qiu Qiu, one of the peak masters of the Nine Peaks and the other three palm peaks were now only a few hundred miles away from her, and they were all in the same direction.

Something must be wrong.

Either there's something wrong with her spell casting, and Silver Mang will have this reaction.

Either that......

It's that all four of them are indeed in the same direction.

Qiuqiu pursed her lips tightly, her eyes staring at the four points of silver.

It was dark and dreary below, and the moon had disappeared at some point.

Now is the darkest hour in heaven and earth before the dawn is about to come.

Suddenly, the silver mang in front of him paused, and surged downward.

Qiuqiu followed and pounced.

Halfway down, she saw a faint dark red mist below.

The four points of silver quickly sank into the dark red mist, and disappeared in an instant.

Qiuqiu stopped his body.

What kind of fog is that?

What are Guan Wei and Lin Su doing here?

No, what's even more strange is why Yinmang shows Shi'er and Ji Yunting are also here? This is clearly impossible.

She looked up, and the stars in the sky were blurred, and she couldn't even tell where she was now. (To be continued.) )

PS: Tomorrow morning the first surgery is scheduled. It feels like frying on a pan these days.

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