In the world of fire, the fire is burning, and the fire is colliding.

In the most primitive way, the three of them were blending and lingering, not far from the bedside, a touch of delicate red fire was watching, and they were enjoying it.

The charcoal fire drooped down the golden galaxy, hissing and ringing. The sound of Mars' wild laughter was loud, but it did not affect the battle on the incense bed at all, and it seemed to be accompaniment.

There is no sun and moon in the brazier world, but time is like charcoal, burning all the time. Glowing, charred into ashes, and finally passing with the hissing sparks.

Dao Mu regained his senses and guessed that the tea was in trouble. "Is it pleasing to the eye?" glanced at the dance, carefully lifted the quilt, covered the second daughter, and then jumped out of bed.

"You can watch with such peace of mind. Dao Mu was shirtless, without any cloth of shame, so he faced the scorching dance with a frank and swaying attitude, and put on the Taoist robe without slowness.

"Personnel ethics are useless to me, not to mention that the deity is also helping you, and helping me stupid. Shame, are you still selling well when you get cheap?" Facing Dao Mu's irreverent sarcasm, Blazing Dance did not get angry, but smiled and smiled, looking at Dao Mu's ugly thing, his expression was a little strange.

"Every time the deity hears about Dunlun, it is a word of praise for the ecstasy and ascension to immortals. Today, what I saw with my own eyes is really novel. As he spoke, the more strange his expression became, and he pursed his lips and teased, "Hey, the deity noticed that you seem to be dizzy, especially the big and white one?"

Hearing this, Dao Mu suddenly felt that his cheeks were hot, and he didn't answer the question of the scorching dance, but just the beautiful eyes of the scorching dance, "You only smell the music and fantasize about it." Why not join in the fun, only by enjoying it yourself, can you know the fun. "Buckle up your belt and wear a sword. "Personnel ethics are useless to you anyway, aren't they?"

There was no joy on Dao Mu's face, only distress. Life is a little more fetters, a little less absolute, a little more colorful, and a little less bleak.

"Waiting for Dunlun is not as pure and efficient as I am waiting for elf mating. Burning Dance shook his head, turned around, stretched out his hand to make a gesture, and Mars scurried into a bridge, leading to the other side, "Find a time, you and I will have a discussion, let you see and understand, how do elves mate?"

Dao Mu's cheeks were red, fragrant fantasies flashed through his mind in an instant, and he said stiffly, "Forget it, I prefer the most primitive way." As he spoke, Dao Mu boarded the Martian Long Bridge and followed closely behind, "I don't know, why did the predecessor leave yesterday?"

"Have I left?" said Flame's mouth slightly open, his face full of surprise and puzzlement, and Dao Mu couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

The next moment, the scorching dance changed his words, and his expression was ambiguous, "Sisters, how do you feel?"

"How do you know this?" Dao Mu froze in place, very unclear, seeing the scorching laughter, he knew the plan, "What is the double harvest of sisters, before I fall into reincarnation, you will be both master and apprentice, and it will be called a good thing in the world." ”

"You, a human being, have bodily fluids blending back and forth, and the deity is very displeased. Don't you feel sick and disgusted?" "If you want to try mating between elves, the deity is always welcome. ”

"Disgusting and disgusting?" Dao Mu frowned slightly, but he smiled, his teeth were white and snowy, and his evil aura was awe-inspiring, "Qiong Jelly Jade Dew, it's nothing more than that." ”

The dancing didn't say anything more, and the figure disappeared, and Dao Mu only vaguely saw a touch of red. After about a quarter of an hour, he fell to the copper-black ground.

Surrounded by a desert world of charcoal and ash, as far as the eye can see. The talismans outside the charcoal ash are like a long river in the world.

"It's not without reason that the realm has stalled. At this moment, the dance stood on a round platform and beckoned him to take the stage. "In the next few days, you will be able to realize your own way. ”

"Zheng Zheng 3,000 roads, I am alone, and I can't step into one for a long time. Dao Mu ascended to the round platform, and the scorching body dissipated.

"It doesn't recognize you, you make your own. Why is the Golden Crow willing to give you blood, have you ever thought about it?"

"The phoenix is also the top of the fairy birds, not losing the golden crow, why can't it become the sun, have you ever thought about it?"

"You are the main killer, and your actions are ruthless and violent, why do you cultivate a body of pastoral power that is as soft as water, have you ever thought about it?"

“......”

Dancing one question after another, echoing in the empty space, like hammering the mind again and again.

Whew, a gust of wind swept by, and failed to lift the ashes, but took away the fire, and then there was no light, and the world was plunged into darkness. Eventually, even the sound was taken away, and the world fell into a dead silence.

It's like the middle of the night, alone in my room, buried in my bed. The dead silence of the world does not mean that there is no sound in the ears. It was the dead silence of the world, and the sound that had been lingering in my ears became clear and loud.

Sometimes it is as loud as thunder, sometimes it is as soft as a mosquito. Sometimes it's like a drizzle, sometimes it's like an avalanche. Sometimes the melody has rules like a good song, and sometimes the melody is messy and disorganized like flies dancing.

"In a state of absolute silence, concentrate on listening to the wonderful melody in your ears. ”

"Don't forget, use the mind you are cultivating and try to touch the voice, to interpret the voice. All the answers in the world are in it. ”

"Gifted, you can also see the immortals of Mujian Mountain, each with its own legend. ”

......

Li Huiwen woke up from her dream, sleepy-eyed, hazy, and suddenly remembered that she had a bold and shameful dream last night, and her pretty face flashed two red tides.

"Huh?!" Li Huiwen looked at the unfamiliar brazier world, and the crazy scenes of yesterday came to mind one by one. Ah, Li Huiwen just moved her body, and the hot pain between her legs immediately followed.

Unintentionally touching the pink and soft things, Li Huiwen realized that not far from the bed, and there was a delicate woman lying down, it was Long Xianjing.

At this time, a Martian waterfall poured from the charcoal fire, gathered into a scorching dance, and Yuan Na came to the bedside.

"The Yuan Yin was broken, and the extremely yin qi that had been accumulated for many years was leaked out like a flood and tsunami, and people like Dao Mu in the world could bear it. Yuan Yin surging and venting, not only weakened Dao Mu's fire, but your own cultivation has also improved a lot.

It is rumored that your sister Li Wenshi also broke the Yuan Yin by herself, and her cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. The deity is very curious, the man who broke Li Wen's poetry and Yuan Yin is still alive.

Unlike your sister, Dao Mu not only bears your Yuan Yin, but also replenishes your Gang Yang Qi to you. In the future, you don't need to retain most of your strength to prevent Yin Qi from exploding.

Maybe that person couldn't withstand the impact of Yuan Yin, let alone wait for the reversal to make up for the strong yang qi to Li Wenshi, there were still secret injuries at the moment, which limited her future.

Unless in the future, Li Wenshi will be with you to serve the Taoist pastor and Yin and Yang. ”

Li Huiwen didn't seem to hear it, her eyes were glazed, and when she regained some of her senses a little, she couldn't help touching her lower body, stinging, and her face was more worried.

"At this moment, the Taoist pastor is like a new day that has not yet shone, but you are already a full moon hanging high in the night. Seeing what Li Huiwen was worried about, she comforted, "In the scorching sun before he grows into noon, no matter how many times, you will not be happy." ”

Hearing this, Li Huiwen's heart relaxed a lot, "What about Daomu?"

"The deity let him sink to the bottom of the brazier and retreat for a while, just to ease your mood. You can rest assured that you don't have to be afraid that he is not responsible, you should be afraid that he is too responsible. ”

Burning Dance understands too much about how desperately lacking love and insecurity a Dao pastor who has been tragically destroyed by a beautiful family for the second time. It is not without reason that you can use arms to protect yourself.

Li Huiwen was seen through her mind by the burning dance, her cheeks were flushed, and her smile was stiff.

When the scorching dance knew that his younger brother had fallen, how could he not be sad, how could he not hate them. But so what, now the emotions of the dancing to Dao Mu are extremely complicated.

As she said in a hurry yesterday, she has subconsciously regarded Daomu as another continuation of her brother's life.

"During this time, the deity will take you to appreciate the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Weaving Mansion. The scorching dance patted Li Huiwen on the shoulder, and a fiery energy seeped into Li Huiwen's body, instantly filling her limbs and hundreds of remains, and the whole person immediately became spiritual.

With a wave of her scorching incense sleeves, she lifted the corner of the quilt, and Long Xian's white, tender and charming collarbone exposed the air, "Jing'er, you are still pretending to be asleep, the sister you are looking for by the teacher, but you are satisfied?"

Long Xianjing glanced at Yan Wu, and then at Li Huiwen, and was so ashamed that she buried herself in the quilt again. "Ah, shame on you!" At this moment, Long Xianjing lost her previous steadyness, and her personality was like a twenty-eight-year-old girl.

"Last night, why didn't the teacher see you ashamed?"

After Long Xianjing and Li Huiwen finished combing, she took the two daughters out of the brazier world. was about to take the second daughter to find Xiao Jingjing and others, and they were already coming towards them.

Xiao Jingjing saw that Li Huiwen was fine, anxious and sad, and relaxed a lot. strode forward, blamed Li Huiwen for not telling her, and disappeared for one night, causing her to be worried all night.

Li Huiwen was not in a hurry, and said slowly, last night I was chatting with the scorching master and apprentice, and I forgot about it for a while. Seeing that Li Huiwen didn't tell the truth about last night, the apprentices didn't say much, but just echoed a few words.

As soon as the dance said that she was going to take them to play, the girls were overjoyed. If they lead the team, it means that they can go to many places that they can't go. The joyful Mo Xiaohan danced even more.

In this situation, I am afraid that most of the people will go with Yinziyuan. Mo Qi didn't want to go, but she couldn't bear Mo Xiaohan's nagging, and Tong Di's persuasion finally followed.

Forbidden areas of historic sites and holy places, everywhere. After visiting the Daqing Mountain Realm, the girls came to Dahuang Mountain.

Pastor Bin's family received a grand reception, but the girls only stayed in Dahuang Mountain for two days before going to Lishan Mountain. The two brothers followed closely behind, and it was not easy to save Pastor Bin's face, so he just acquiesced.

Everyone had just arrived at the territory of Lishan, and Tang Lisha, the owner of Lishan, immediately came out of the mountain to greet him, followed by the reluctant Huang Wei brothers.

As soon as they met, Burning Dance and Tang Lisha called each other sisters, so they were not enthusiastic, "My sister is very haggard, but because of the Queen of Thorns?"

Tang Lisha's hair in exchange for the Burning Dance is far from the hair of the Queen of Thorns, but it is for emergency purposes.

"Does my sister have a good plan?" Tang Lisha teased her hair and erected her ears, her eyes were blank and her face was full of sadness.

"My sister asked me, it is better to try to let Dao Mu contact Jian Gu. "The scorching dance strode forward, going hand in hand with Tang Lisha. "You can talk to the Lord of Huashan again, and give Dao Mu a foil, maybe Jiangu can help you solve it. ”

"Snort!" Tang Lisha sneered, and the words reached her throat, but she still didn't say it.

Because of the seal pen, Burning Dance and Tang Lisha left first, and instructed the Huang Wei brothers to stay and do their best to be the landlord.

After the Huang Wei brothers knew that Long Xianjing was a disciple of the Burning Dance, and they also knew that Long Xianjing was a Taoist companion of the Taoist pastor. The care of Long Xianjing can be described as meticulous.

But all the animal husbandry tools, spirit grass and spirit fruits that Long Xian looked at a few more times were all wrapped up for the two of them. If you have a better quality in your own family, you will persuade Long Xianjing to pack it for her at that time.

The Bin Thorn brothers walked with everyone on the plough city road, like needles and in the back, itching and sweating all over their bodies, making them feel extremely uncomfortable.

For some reason, the plough mountain herdsman looked at the two of them, and his eyes were more or less unkind. or with a tone of speech with anger and impatience, or facial expressions, all of which reject people thousands of miles away.

However, fortunately, the Bin Thorn brothers mostly walked around Tong Di and Mo Qi. Although I felt physically and mentally uncomfortable, I didn't feel sad either, and I needed to leave Lishan as soon as possible.

The territory of the plough mountain is different from that of other veins, but it is far more interesting than other veins. Compared with the pastoral spirit of the immortal cultivation world, the women are more novel about all kinds of pastoral tools that serve the world.

Don't look at the Great Yellow Mountain, Daqing Mountain, and Lishan Mountain, all of which are the same door of Weaving Tianfu, in fact, there are not many exchanges on weekdays. If you don't have something particularly important, you won't be there. Most of them are willing to nest in their own dojo, participate in pastoral teaching, and specialize in pastoral art.

Huang Xianfeng's house yard is a rattan cage and a garden of ten thousand flowers, with red flowers and willow green, which is more feminine than women, which makes Mo Xiaohan and others laugh non-stop.

Huang Xianfeng didn't want to say it, but he told Mo Xiaohan the "truth" angrily, and the women suddenly realized.

I thought that the women would ridicule the Dao Mu, but as a result, the style of painting changed, and the women showed their magical powers, studied this strange phenomenon, and were reluctant to leave.

Although Mo Ning is a animal herd, there is a lot involved in planting and animal husbandry, and there is no problem in integrating into the collective. However, Li Huiwen has been in a fugue state these days, which makes Xiao Jingjing very worried.

Long Xian is very quiet, because of the appearance of Daomu, her life has climbed from the trough of chaos to the peak. The Huang Wei brothers did not have much reservations, and told the results of their research and taught the women a lot of tricks for using pastures and seeds.

Binlong Binlong's situation is embarrassing, and the planting and pasture can't hunt deeply, so he can't talk. The pastor has a little knowledge, but it is not too deep, and he can only interject a sentence or two, and he is ignored by others.

Not to mention the pasture, they only use it, and they don't dabble in it. If you want to talk about animal herding, then they will be able to tell the story.

Aster, pastoral garden.

The brazier shook violently, clang, At the right time, an ant flew out, and the air continued to enlarge, turning into a person, which was Daomu.

Dao Mu's cultivation has not improved, but his eyes are much clearer, and he should have cleared most of the chaos that covered his eyes. Although he failed to break through the shackles, he fortunately had a general outline of his future Dao.

Looking down at the reflection of the lotus pond, Dao Mu was also frightened by his appearance, it turned out that he was really a red-eyed rakshasa look.

Alas, a short sigh, sighing the bitterness and helplessness in my heart.

There is not much time.