Chapter 1: The road is narrow

Waking up from a nightmare, a cold sweat hit my body.

Thinking about it, this encounter was really not a good sign, and he should have let the gray wolf calculate for himself before going out, even if I didn't insert that lever, the Nine Burning Divine Monarch wouldn't have died. But hundreds of years have passed, and the bones of the gray wolf are nowhere to be found.

So embarrassed, sighed, sighed, the past life and the present life of those unclear broken things, I feel that this Pleiades Star Monarch has really not been lazy in the past tens of thousands of years, and it is really hard, and before I have time to sleep again, it has risen a lot higher than usual, and I can't help but feel that it is too late to sleep today, and the old face of the god has nowhere to rest.

I changed into a white robe and was about to go out, and I thought about it again that this was the wedding day of the youngest son of the beetle snake clan who lived in Beihai and the second princess of the black snake clan who lived in Daze in the west.

As soon as I made a trick to go to the clouds and go to the North Sea, I saw that the big and small gods and goddesses from all over the world were running towards the North Sea. I can't help but sigh that in the past few hundred years, the beetle snake clan must have prospered a lot, and even marrying a daughter-in-law is such a big show.

I'm afraid that I'll meet some acquaintances and be polite.,Pull me to tell me something.,How difficult it is to get together in the tortuous past of the two who got married.,The gray wolf gave me a lot of books.,I lost interest in these stories of talented and beautiful people.。 I had to pull the cloud head, and pinched a stealth trick to avoid human eyes, and wanted to go to Beihai more freely. Just a few steps away, I saw the chatter Si Ming Shenjun from the thirteen Brahma realm leisurely stepping on the clouds and drifting towards the North Sea, I really thank him for writing the Naraush Zi Life Book for me when I was in the mortal world for the first time, I have spent the happiest days in these tens of thousands of years. Even though I suffered thousands of years of sins because of this life, I still have to bear this feeling. Although I don't know what this Si Ming Xingjun is for, it is not too much to thank him. He lowered his head and straightened his clothes, and was about to show his form in front of his eyes, but when he looked up, he saw the paralyzed Shenjun, who was really narrow. sighed, but had to hide his tracks and fall into the clouds.

When I first came down, I landed on the top of a mountain, and when I looked around, I felt that this place was very familiar. There is a small river babbling in the north, and in the distance there are waterfall-like blue-purple flowers from the peak to the halfway point of the mountain, and there is endless grass at the foot to the south, and the long branches and leaves are shaking, which can easily hide a person. On the top of the mountain to the east, there is a monkey-shaped stone that is motionless, as if it has been squatting for tens of thousands of years.

It turned out that I actually landed in Cuihua Mountain, and the gray wolf had said about his home.

He really moved over from Cuihua Mountain.

Turning around, following the path he said, from the top of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, and then following the cave halfway up the mountain, the road seemed to be full of the smell of the gray wolf. Finally found a small hard hole, it is said that his wine was buried underneath, and he poked the ground with a small spell, except for the hard mud in the upper layer and the wet mud in the middle layer, there was indeed something underneath. He took the dry branch and dug it for a while before digging out the dark brown jar.

Without any taboo, he sat on the mound of dirt that had been dug up like a rabbit's nest, patted the dirt and removed the wine seal. The thick aroma of wine warmly hit my nose, and I raised the jar and took a sip, feeling the fire of water and wine burning into my thin throat. It's been around for thousands of years, and it hasn't changed.

This wine is actually very rough, and it is not as sweet and mellow as the wine that I drank after returning from Tianyu Mountain. It's just as hot as fire.

It's in line with the gray wolf's temperament, rough and rough never pursues anything delicate and long, but it doesn't annoy people. Thinking of him, I couldn't help but open the corners of my mouth and smile.

The Big Bad Wolf once said that it was the wine that his family had planted to commemorate his birth. Three thousand nine hundred and twenty-five years have passed today, and if it weren't for his family's unique magic to protect it, this wine would have rotted out even in the jar. I vaguely remember when he died, he tugged at my sleeve and said to me, "You must remember that I lived to be 3,671 years old." I've told you many, many times, don't always think I'm a thousand-year-old monster, I'm very young compared to you, I still remember the first time I saw you as Xuanyue Eighteen, but you always don't remember my age. He coughed up a mouthful of wolf blood, "And ...... And do you see if I'm handsome now?......" He grinned, his mouth full of blood, it turned out that wolf blood was indeed heavier than human blood.

I was so dizzy with his blood that I felt like tears were about to fall. In all fairness, the incarnation of this gray wolf is still very handsome, with strong muscles, a well-proportioned body, and excellent eyebrows and eyes, without losing his heroism as a wolf. The wolf fur in the palm of the hand does not prick the hand, but is soft.

However, I couldn't keep him, not even the wolf. Gradually, his body became colder, and he no longer had the strength to hold my hand, and I watched him disappear.

These thirteen Brahmas, eight thousand mystical realms, into the earth and heaven, there will never be such a gray wolf willing to be so good to me, a half-dead phoenix.

I didn't even have a single wolf hair left of him, only a wolf pen that he had made.

I just took a few sips of wine, but I felt something annoying roll around my face. Stretched out his hand to wipe it, and it turned out to be a string of tears. I thought that the feelings of the birds were very weak, but I also shed tears twice for this gray wolf.

Tear a piece of his shirt and clean up the jar again. Thinking that the Nine Burning Divine Monarch and the Si Ming Xingjun should have gone away, they went around and around to get out of the cave, and as soon as they saw some light at the entrance of the cave, the voices of the two people came.

A cool voice: "There's really no other way, right?"

Then there was Si Ming Xingjun's humble and courteous and long-winded reply: "You are one of the gods that have never been seen in the ages, and you are the most superior in mana cultivation among the gods, you can't help it, let alone the little god me? I don't know what it has to do with the gods, and it took so much effort to restore its life." Could it be ......" he glanced at Jiuzhuo's face, "It is actually entrusted by the person whom God loves......"

I was listening intently, I don't know what this Jiuzhuo is doing here with Si Ming Xingjun, and my intuition tells me that nothing good will happen. This time I heard such a shocking event, the Nine Zhuo God who has never been close to people, and the Ziwei Divine Monarch who was named Zhen Jiuye in charge of the battle also had a sweetheart, and that sweetheart actually ...... He died. Listening to Si Mingxingjun's tone, I am afraid that there is not even half of the fly ash left.

According to a few female fairies who love to chew the root of their tongues in recent years, they said when they came to my tree cave to chat, in the past few hundred years, the gods have ignored the affairs of the four wilderness and eight wilderness conquests, and have wandered around, forcing the heavenly palace that originally relied on it to be transferred to a few tens of years in the future to calm down. Then he must be looking for a way to resurrect his peach blossom. nodded approvingly in his own analysis, and couldn't see that this Jiuzhuo was actually an infatuated species.

I think it took a lot of effort to think of countless ways to find it, so he found this Si Ming Xingjun. These Nine Burning Gods never ask for help. sighed like this, this god has not had any peach blossom scandals for tens of thousands of years, and it is separated by yin and yang as soon as there is a little sprout.

It's really God's wish!

After this sigh, I also recalled a few fairies who were driven out of the mountain by me, and I felt that I couldn't keep up with the times after sleeping for hundreds of years. He poked his ears out again to continue listening to the legend, but suddenly felt something coming from behind him, and pinched a fireball to attack behind him. No matter what it burned first, this wolf's den has not been inhabited for nearly a thousand years, and I am afraid that some moths will be born again.

I didn't want this little fireball to be blown away by a cool breeze, and just as I was wondering why I missed it, a clear voice sounded behind me: "Why, Wuyang Shangshen has been very bored lately, and he is eavesdropping on other people's gossip in this wilderness?"

The tone is really underwhelming.

Half of his body froze there, thinking of the peach blossom that he had lost for 10,000 years, thinking that he must be sad, and repeatedly said it in his heart several times before he came up with a smiling face: "Jiuzhuo Shangshen is not joking with me, I just passed by here and felt that the feng shui here is very good......"

Just now, I didn't understand what Jiuzhuo did in the wilderness of Cuihua Mountain, but now I think that this place is indeed full of aura, and it is in the extreme middle of the four wilderness and eight wildernesses, which can be regarded as a rare feng shui treasure land. It is in the same vein as Zhongnan Mountain, and it is not as dazzling as Zhongnan Mountain, which is probably convenient for the restoration of peach blossoms.

I didn't think I was missing something.

Raising his head again, "What?"

"I can't see it, but you're good at wandering. There are no sycamore trees here, so what do you use to make a nest? There are many sycamores on my Jiuzhi Mountain. The corners of his mouth were picked, a wisp of green silk was on his shoulder, and he was wearing a robe embroidered with dark flowers today, which was so good-looking.

It's like when I pulled him up alive in the slush.

At that time, I had lived for tens of thousands of years and traveled all over the world, but I don't remember whether I had been to Jiuzhi, and I didn't know that there was not half a green tung seedling on the top of Jiuzhi Mountain. A bird's heart was moved by what he said, and it was a little annoying to live on Dongyu Mountain for tens of thousands of years.

But I can also remember that the death of the gray wolf back then was not all because of him, but also because of him, and I didn't want to live with him in the same mountain.

"What if you don't have the sycamore tree," speaking of this, my bird's heart couldn't help but twitch, it is true that without the sycamore, this Cuihua Mountain will not be able to live, but I don't want to admit defeat. Eyes rolled and thought of this method of moving flowers and trees, it is not easy to move the 8,000-year-old tree from my own home, catch Ming'er to cross it with a little fairy energy, feed two sacred grasses to quickly grow legs and move to this Cuihua Mountain with me.

Then I thought about it before I spoke: "If you don't have a sycamore, you can also be in this kind of above, no central talent, you can't compare to the nine burning gods, you have the mission of the four wilds and eight wildernesses, and it is very idle to plant thousands of sycamores here for 8,000 years, and it doesn't hurt to think about it." If you don't want to, pull out your own sycamore and plant it here. ”

I thought that my words were seamless, and it was rare to be so logical, and I was a little confident for no reason and looked up at him slightly.

"The sycamore you made the nest is 8,730 years old this year, and I heard that it built a human face three hundred and twenty-eight years ago, and now I am afraid that you will not be able to carry this tree. He smiled at me, his phoenix eyes narrowing, he knew my tree very well.

I read the sycamore tree at home that can be repaired and come out of the face, it is obvious that the temper of the tree is very explosive, not as good as the flower fairy I have seen in the heavenly palace, soft and weak like a pool of pure water, and it also carries such a wisp of fragrance. Every time he sat on the fork of the tree to dry his clothes a few times, he would be disgusted. When it rained, he had to pull me out of the hollow of the tree to cover him from the rain, and I slept in a daze, and I made a trick to control the amount of rain that fell on him, and he didn't give up until he thought it was appropriate.

I couldn't help but have a headache when I was caught by Jiuzhuo, and the sycamore didn't know how old he had seen him, and he pulled my sleeve and asked for a painting to hang in front of his eyes, vowing to grow into his appearance to be considered Peugeot Peerless. Completely ignoring my face and being short of breath when I saw it. Now I want to go back and forth and quickly pick up the painting, lest a good tree grow like that and shake in front of me every day, which reminds me of the bad things in my previous life.

But now I have to bite the bullet: "God knows very well the temper of the tree where I make a nest, but it is also my tree after all, and I always have a way to get it." ”

Seeing that I was at a loss, the green tendons on the god's forehead jumped twice, "You really want to live in this Cuihua Mountain, and that ......" He choked up and didn't finish speaking, and his expression looked sad.

In a trance, this look seems familiar. I'm afraid that I have never been a person he can trust, and I don't know that he came for his peach blossoms, and it is inconvenient to say it to me, which is intimate and tight, and I don't know what expressions to make back and forth with him. I heard that Si Ming Xingjun coughed twice, and then I suddenly remembered that I came to this Cuihua Mountain to avoid the Nine Zhuos, and this Nine Zhuos was not specially come to this Cuihua Mountain to quarrel with me, but for his fragrant peach blossoms. Regardless of whether this peach blossom is saved in the end or not, I think that the gods of Jiuzhuo have taken a fancy to this mountain and want to live together with the peach blossom yin and yang.

From this, it can be seen that the peach blossom is also very important to him.

The peach blossom was afraid that she was the lord of the demon race, and this confused mind suddenly remembered this person, but she somehow disappeared. There is no such news in this chaotic mind, but the backs of the two embracing each other are very familiar, and the sentence that only allows you to be alone is still in my ears.

For more than 200 years, it can be seen that all of them have slept in vain.

After thinking about it like this, it was very inappropriate for him to clean up like this, and he hurriedly arched his hand: "Jiuzhuo God looks at this mountain, just this mountain, this mountain is with God." Please also mourn the change on God's Day. ”

That Jiuzhuo was obviously stunned, Xu didn't expect me to be so generous, Xu didn't expect me to remember his peach blossoms. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he covered his face and nodded at the Si Ming Xingjun who had been hanging for a long time, this Si Ming Xingjun was really a rare good temper, he had not said a word after being hung for so long, and his favorability couldn't help but rise a few liters. At this time, he couldn't take care of it, and squeezed out of this wolf hole like the wind.

This is probably the narrow road of the enemy said in the mortal book, they seem to have a narrow road to meet the brave wins, it is completely useless to me, only to run faster to avoid being caught up by the nine burners.