"My teeth, my teeth!" the old fairy cried and struggled and writhed like a hooked fish: "It's not fun! it's not fun! it hurts me to death—"

One hand, five fingers tightly grasp the edge of the cliff, the back of the hand is green, and the fingertips are pale without a trace of blood!

The hand is the hand of the hand Yin, Fang Yin is struggling to support, using all his strength! If he doesn't dare to open his mouth again, he will pour out his strength when he opens his mouth, and go to the Yellow Spring with him, and both of them will fall into this beautiful cloud and mist, like a bottomless abyss! There are not so many miracles in this world, and survival in a desperate situation depends on Fang Yin and himself.

It is the years in the mountains, sharpening the tenacious muscles and bones, and there is also a breath of true qi in the dantian, which runs through the arm and condenses the ten fingers, so that Fang Yin can hold on, so that the two of them can escape from death! This is not easy, it can't go up to the sky, it can't go down to the ground, and Fang Yin doesn't know how to grab the rock with his left hand, maybe it's just an instinctive reaction when he is in danger. This is not easy, forcing two people to be forbidden with one hand and five fingers, Fang Yin can't do it, the left knuckle is like a torture in the past, and the pain is like bone marrow for a while!

The five fingers are on the top, the white hair is hanging down, and the two of them are like two grasshoppers on a rope.

It's really embarrassing!

"Little wood, little wood!" The old fairy was still complacent and cried endlessly: "You put me down, I won't play anymore!" The old fairy was very strange, why this time the little wood was clumsy, he didn't have to fly at all, and even broke the old fairy's mouth! The teeth were knocked out! The old fairy was not only very strange, but also very annoyed and angry, and immediately cried and shouted and lost his temper: "Let me down! Let me down! My teeth—"

Daoist Fang is also very strange, he is obviously toothless.

What was even more strange for Daoist Fang was that at this time, how could he have so many strange thoughts in his head.

I thought of many people, many things, many strange questions.

Maybe it's just because of Fang Yin, who is about to die.

Fang Yin knew that he couldn't hold on any longer, this time it was definitely a death!

Fang Yin used to be very embarrassed, should he let go of his right hand, let go of him, and leave himself a way to live.

Fang Yin didn't want to die, at least not now, and it was entirely possible to let him go and climb up with two hands again.

But Fang Yin couldn't bear it, so he left him alive and watched him die.

Even though he was an old fellow, he didn't have a few years to live.

That's a dilemma, and it's all hard.

That was only once, but now it was too late, Fang Yin's strength was about to run out, and even if he had three hands, he couldn't climb up.

One hesitation, no more way to live.

Then I thought of many people, many things, and many strange questions.

This is generally the case before people die.

Fang Yin let go of his hand, his left hand.

Grab the rock with your left hand and release it again, but you don't have to breathe back and forth.

The wind knife has been sharpened, and it is already very slippery, and there are no corners, so it is not reliable.

There were already five long blood marks left on the stone, witnessing the painful torment of that moment, fighting with the celestial beings in their hearts!

This one, let go, it's easy.

That hand, let go, it's not easy!

Fang Yin didn't want to die, Fang Yin still had one more thing to do.

Before letting go of his left hand, Fang Yin used up what little strength he had left.

It was a wild roar, and his eyes were red: "Mother-"

The mother who gave birth to me, and the one who buried me was heaven and earth!

All thoughts came to naught, a beautiful smiling face, and the eyebrows were so clear—

"Mother, Fang'er is here, looking for you!"

A thing suddenly flew out of his hand, it was the thin foot naked, and a fairy on it, ah, ah, shouted, finally flew!

With empty hands, the wind in his ears, flying, flying, Fang Yin also flew up-

Flying only three feet, lying horizontally in the white clouds.

Immediately pierced the sea of clouds like a sharp sword, woo-

Fall alone!

It's a dream, it's a dream, hey!

The old fairy lay on the side of the stone turtle's neck, looked at the white circle in a daze, and cried, thinking.

I had to cry, a handful of old bones, all of them fell apart, it hurt! It hurt so much that I was dying! My hands were also broken, my knees were broken, my whole body was injured, my nose was blue and my face was swollen! I had teeth, my teeth were knocked out, and I knocked them out again and again, and they fell one after another, and they fell one after another.

It should be, cuddle and fly together!

Of course, this is not a dream, the old fairy was so pained that he burst into tears, and he understood in his heart. Besides, the teeth have all been knocked out, and several have been dropped! One, two, three, four, five, five! The old fairy cried and counted at the same time, and his body hurt even more in his heart! This is the case, the old fairy already has teeth, and whoever wants to see it is blind himself, and look at this is not! Five teeth are lost at once! Four flew away, and one is still in his mouth!

The old fairy's teeth grew back this year after they all fell out decades ago!

Therefore, it is especially cherished, and naturally my heart aches!

In addition to the heartache, the old fairy is also a little strange, what about the little wood?

I only remember that when my head was dizzy and I was flying again, I seemed to hear a sound, mother?

Then I saw him lying down, swishing on the ground, and flying down!

Seemingly, he smiled at himself.

"Sizzle-" The little wood didn't forget how to fly, and it really fell!

The old fairy gasped, got up and shouted in panic, "Little wood-little wood-"

"Haha! Old Immortal, I'm here!" Little Wood came out and said with a smile: "I said Old Immortal, why are you disobedient and run out to play alone?" The old fairy looked at it and was overjoyed: "Little Wood, you are here again, haha! Scared me a lot!" Little Wood came from afar, only to look at it, and frowned: "Old Immortal, why are you so embarrassed? Your head has also fallen?" The old fairy looked at Xiao Wood strangely, and scratched his head again and again: "No, no, the appearance is not right, how can there be two small woods?"

There are two small pieces of wood, and this one is real, such as a fake package for small wood.

Mu Zhangjiao is here.

Mu Zhangjiao finally came, Mu Zhangjiao did not save the Taoist priest at the last moment like a big hero and a savior, so he walked over so unhurriedly: "Ah, red head rope." It was a red-headed rope, so thin, long and beautiful, that the old fairy snatched it, and couldn't close his mouth with pleasure: "You little wood, but you're so naughty! Haha! At that time, I said that I didn't find it, this is really not decent!"

"At that moment?" Mu Zhangjiao's heart moved, and his eyes widened: "You say, then?"

"Well, then. The little wooden voice was loud and clear, and the old fairy heard it clearly: "At that time, you stole a snack, no, uh, flew with me, huh? No, no, no, I think about it again, think about it again...... The old fairy thought about it, and his heart was confused again, as if there was something wrong, and he wanted to say it but couldn't: "By the way, little wood, just now you flew down from that side, how did you fly down from that side, this way! Uh, fly over, it's still not right, I want to ...... again."

He said incoherently, tilting his head and thinking, the more Mu Zhangjiao listened, the more frightened he became, and an ominous meaning suddenly appeared in his heart: "Wait! You said that there is someone here?" The old fairy looked at him blankly, and muttered: "A small log, two small woods, this one falls, and the other flies back, woo!" Suddenly stretched out his hand again, and cried sadly: "Look! My teeth! My teeth whine!" A small white tooth in the palm of his hand, the sun reflected faintly.

Mu Zhangjiao didn't look at it, Mu Zhangjiao's face changed, Mu Zhangjiao looked at the old fairy and shouted: "Old immortal!" This voice was full of energy, like thunder, and several old fairy eardrums were shattered! The old fairy suddenly became a spirit, and suddenly he was still in a dream, pointing and shouting: "Oh yes! That is not a small log, it is a little Taoist priest from there, well, it has fallen!"

It's him!

Mu Zhangjiao is very arrogant, and Mu Zhangjiao is as careful as a hair!

Stealing snacks, little Taoists, falling, flying, just in the blink of an eye, Mu Zhangjiao guessed the matter-

"Fang Yin!"

Before I could think about it, I had already rushed over like an arrow.

The precipice is standing tall, the sea of clouds is vast, and when you look down, can there be one person?

Uninhabited!

There were only two empty eyes, looking, looking, tears fell, and my heart was broken without a trace.

Immersion, Taoism, dark red and poignant!

Air-dried blood.