The long night is long, the cold stars are cold, if it is not said that Zhou Mountain is a tree under the starry sky in the cold night, then the stone rock that climbs in December is the two ants that climb slowly, climb overnight, as if it has not moved, the tree is too high, the mountain is too big.

The wind and snow are still the same, the step distance is still the same, not looking at the road ahead, ignoring the behind, Shi Ji persistently walked the road under his feet, listened carefully to the sound of the earth and stones, and walked selflessly.

She listened to it step by step, read it step by step, and the thin sound of soil and stone converged into a small song, and the continuous mountain song told the triviality of Buzhou Mountain, and she was the only bosom friend for thousands of years.

The mountains and soil are endless, the mountains and rocks are endless, the music is undulating, the music is long, the spring is going to autumn, I don't know what year it is?

She finally stopped, breaking off a little song that had been going on for years.

She sat down in a place of snow lotus, the long qin crossed her knees, and the sound of the growth of all things flowing from her fingertips, a little blue light overflowed the ground, and a pure aura of green wood bloomed with divine light.

Under the divine light, the holy snow lotus that has not budded is blooming one by one, and the white and crystal petals are blooming one by one, blooming layer by layer, and the flowers are in full bloom.

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Spring goes to spring and comes again, people come and go, but the witch under the mountain always comes silently, and goes silently, as soon as there is leisure, I will always come here to see, listen!

At the foot of the mountain, a small flower blooms, one, two, hundred, thousand, like the spring breeze, the flowers bloom layer by layer, the sea of flowers rises and falls, and the fragrance is spitting.

Qingya, who has been guarding the foot of the mountain, looked at the small flowers in full bloom, tears of joy in her eyes, and after a year, she finally heard her aunt's piano again.

The sound of the piano is misty, like the wind and fog, and the wind is lurking into the night, moisturizing things silently.

One by one, they didn't dare to come out, until the aftermath dissipated, and still no one spoke.

They heard it, Jumang-sama's wood god sacrifice.

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When Shi Ji opened his eyes, the rabbit was eating snow lotus, two hands, one in one hand, his eyes squinted, it must be delicious.

When Shiji walked, he took out a snow lotus, dug out countless snow ginseng, and the ground was like a locust crossing without leaving an inch of grass.

The rabbit nibbles on the carrot-like snow ginseng, which is her new love.

Shi Ji smiled, walked and listened, restarting a piece of mountain music.

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Above the Nine Heavens, the South Gate of the Heavenly Court.

The burly, tower-like man staring at the Sky Survey Mirror shouted with joy: "Gone, gone, gone!"

Several demon gods looked at him angrily, what is there to make a fuss about, and it didn't come up.

The Ying Ting man, who had a good relationship with the burly and tall man, walked over and said with a smile: "Yan Tie, you keep staring at her, and she hasn't seen her walk a few steps faster!"

The burly man snorted the iron urn and said angrily: "It's better to go than not to go!"

The Yingting man was speechless for a while.

The rest of the lazy demon gods laughed and laughed, making fun of their suffering.

They hurriedly arranged the stars and deployed troops, and when everything was ready, they suddenly found that no one had come, it should be said that they were still on the road, and they stared at the survey mirror for a few days and then they couldn't stand it, and they walked too slowly.

In the end, I found that this person not only walked slowly, but also stopped and stopped, and died in a hurry!

Hurry, you have to wait!

If you don't want to start a war between the two clans, you can't go beyond the thunder pool.

It is a sensitive area between the two clans, especially for the Wu clan, and it is of great significance, if the demon clan dares to set foot on it without permission, they will definitely kill desperately.

"Is it just like that, waiting?"

I don't know how many times I've asked.

No one answered this question, what else could they do if they didn't wait, they were staring at the stone spirits here, and no one was staring at the Wu Clan?

"I'll go!"

A ghostly light emanates from the purple-haired man's narrow eyes!

"Ghost cars, don't mess around!"

Bai Ze drank lightly.

"I hid and swallowed her in one gulp, so that the brutes could not find out. ”

The ghost car slowly combed his somewhat messy purple hair with his fingers, and his gaze became more dark.

Several impatient demon gods hesitated, and the invisibility of the ghost car could be concealed even by the great power, not to mention the barbarians who didn't even have the primordial gods.

Several demon gods looked at Bai Ze in unison, waiting for him to decide.

Bai Ze looked at the eyes that were already more than half looking at him, his eyes sank, and finally nodded.

Although he is their boss and the demon god designated by the Emperor before his retreat, he is not the Emperor of Heaven after all, and the rights in his hands are only temporary and must be returned, so he is willing to discuss many things with his brothers.

will not chill the hearts of the brothers for the so-called demon god in charge, the right is temporary, and the brothers are long-lasting.

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A straight road, the stone rock walks, the mood is ethereal, the sound of the mountain is like a drop of water falling into a secluded pool, the ding dong is endless, and the echo is clear.

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