Chapter One Hundred and Seven

Sure enough, Ah Fan's expression was really subtle in the next second, but looking at Sang Wushi's expression as black as the bottom of the pot, he forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart, laughed twice, and broke the dullness: "Oh, it's okay, I'll take you." My little red joy is amazing. Saying that, she pinched a red Gu carving chain hanging around her neck, raised it unexpectedly, and then put it to her lips and blew hard, a loud sound that pierced the sky sounded, and then suddenly a fiery red shadow suddenly appeared in the white miasma, crossed the deep sea, and finally saw that it was a huge Gu carving with a fiery red body, that body was the size of a luxurious pavilion, and it was more than enough to carry a few of them. When it saw Ah Fan, it seemed to let out a long and affectionate sound, and then flapped its huge wings and stood quietly in front of them.

Sang Wushi's eyes lit up, and he really admired it in his heart, this mount looked very majestic and domineering, the unhappiness of being stunned by the little ghost just now suddenly disappeared, she gave a thumbs up to Ah Fan, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go, it's thanks to the little beauty." ”

Ah Fan waved his hand unconcernedly, his eyebrows smart. Silent Cloud still had a gentle face, looking at this fiery red Gu Eagle, it was the first time he had seen it, his expression was indifferent to curiosity and inquiry, and his mouth was also full of expectation: "I think this seems to be very good, and you don't need to waste spiritual power." ”

Sang Wushi nodded approvingly, but Zi Mo suddenly touched his little chin and said lightly: "I don't think this thing is very reliable." Who knew that the Gu eagle with his head hanging down seemed to be able to understand his words, and suddenly flapped his wings twice, raised his head and let out a long roar, but it was not angry, but with a trace of grievance.

Ah Fan looked at this scene, slightly surprised, turned his head to look at the boy Mo and said: "It said that it is very reliable, tell you not to wronged it......"

The corners of Sang Wushi's mouth twitched, and he beckoned to the little ghost, "Oh, let's go, let's go, don't rub it." As he spoke, he took the lead in turning over neatly and sat firmly on the red back of the Gu Eagle.

Zimo glanced at her helplessly, and then the three of them got on the back of the bird one after another, and then set off all the way to Qianshan.

The red luan hissed, the wings shook the sky, and pierced the sea of clouds, which should have been a wanton flying situation, but unexpectedly it was another scene - the red shadow swayed, soaring up and down, like the wind and clouds, but there was a scream from time to time: "Ahhh

"Stop, stop!!"

"Dead bird, don't shake!!"

A long chirp soared into the sky, passing through the blue sky, covering Sang Wushi's terrifying shout.

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Within the territory of a thousand mountains.

The first thing that catches your eye is a silvery white covered land, where heaven and earth meet each other, covered in silver, and the snow is boundless. In the distance, there is a dark green forest, also covered with a thick layer of snow, cold as frost. Above the forest are several towering snow-capped mountains that look mysterious and ethereal. And near is a sea of colorful flowers, strange flowers bloom in the snow, gorgeous and dazzling, dark fragrance, but it is even colder, refreshing. In the sea of flowers everywhere, occasionally one or two spirit foxes of different colors quietly passed by.

Such a mysterious and secluded, ethereal dream in the snow, but it was broken discordantly by a sudden retching sound, which startled the passing spirit fox to turn back frequently, with a surprised face.

"Vomit .......!!" Sang Wushi's face was pale and he was lying on an ice stone and retching, dizzy and dizzy, and his internal organs were churning. Looking at her appearance, Ah Fan's small hands were entangled for a long time, gently patted her back, and said worriedly: "Hey...... Are you alright?"

couldn't answer her, and retched again, seeing that Ah Fan's brows furrowed even tighter, and there was a trace of guilt on his little face. But Zimo flew down slowly, glanced at them, put his hands on his chest, and looked like he was watching a play. Silent Cloud was also frightened by her reaction, and after a slight hesitation, she directly tore off a piece of hair and lightly attached it to Sang Wushi's back, and suddenly she felt a warm flow throughout her body, which eased her slightly.

Zi Mo glanced at him with a complicated expression, and the latter smiled warmly.

"Oops, how could he throw up...... Is Xiaohongxi flying too fast......" Ah Fan looked inexplicable, but looking at Zimo and Silent Yun, his expression was even more puzzled.

Sang Wushi finally relented, took a deep breath, his expression was terrifying, she was so big, what kind of thing was that! She was still majestic, she would never want any mounts again! Suddenly, her expression changed again, and she lay down again......

The little ghost raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "It turns out that you are afraid of heights." ”

Sang Wushi's body was weak, his hand grabbed Zimo's sleeve, and helped him stand up with difficulty, the little ghost's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but she didn't dodge, she slurred her words and said with difficulty: "I...... Who would have thought...... It's so scary from there!...... vomit!!"

...... Then, she vomited at Zi Mo's surprised eyes...... The little imp flashed out of her arms, picked up her soiled clothes and glared at her in disgust.

Sang Wushi was unsteady and almost fell, but fortunately, Ah Fan and Silent Cloud on the side quickly grabbed her, "Little ghost...... What's that look on your face...... Tribulation Sees...... Gross!!"

Ah Fan patted her back with one hand, blinking innocent eyes, "Xiao Hongxi's cultivation is not very high like me, and it is already very good that it can fly like that." ”

Slapping her claws away hard, Sang Wuyun held on to Silent Cloud from time to time, and gritted his teeth a little, "You don't mention that stinky bird!"

Ah Fan stood beside Zimo aggrieved and pouted, "You are so fierce." ”

Leaning on the body of Silent Cloud, paralyzed, Sang Wushi felt more uncomfortable at this moment than coming out of the Soul Lock Palace. Silent Cloud smiled helplessly, helped her to sit gently in this cold sea of flowers, and silently used her hair to transmit spiritual power for her.

But at this moment, a beautiful and ethereal singing voice seemed to come from the snow-capped mountains.

“...... Enter the blue night, see all the thirty-three palaces, and the highest is not to hate the sky. Forbidden upside down, my life is up to me, not by ......the sky" is obviously a strong lyrics, but it is sung by the clear singing voice of a tranquil, melodious and tactful, clear and ethereal, suddenly the snow-white heaven and earth are still, even the wind begins to be gentle.

Several of them were also intoxicated by this beautiful sound, standing in place, looking into the distance through the sea of flowers.

Ah Fan's beautiful little face suddenly became complex, and her voice became low, "Why do you have a different feeling every time you hear it......."

This faint tone seems to be able to sing to people's hearts, with a little sentimentality. This is the edge of a thousand mountains, and I don't know which girl has such a good voice. And it was in the midst of this contemplation that the singing came to an abrupt end. Zimo and Silent Cloud were a little regretful and glanced at each other.

Sang Wushi also regretfully retracted his gaze, but when he looked back, he saw the little ghost looking at her directly, propping herself up, and after being repaired by the spiritual power of Silent Cloud, she now felt much better. However, the little ghost's eyes were blazing, making it difficult for her to ignore it, and she asked a little inexplicably: "...... Why are you looking at me? I can't sing. ”

Ah Fan bit his lower lip lightly, lowered his little face, "I won't ...... either" said and suddenly raised his eyebrows again and smiled, "Or...... You're just going to sing two lines......"

"Hey, I don't have to, no one else will. She learned from the little ghost to refuse coldly, held Silent Cloud's hand and stood up, only to hear Ah Fan pouting aggrievedly, "You are not only fierce, but also have no interest at all." ”

And Zimo still stared at her tightly with a pair of autumn blue eyes, staring at Sang Wushi's heart numb, "What are you doing?" still stared intently, and then frowned slightly, a pair of big eyes were suddenly filled with mist, and her small mouth was about to be pursed, looking at her with an aggrieved face.