It's strange, in a place where spiritual energy is abundant, it seems that people can become different.
The water droplets slowly slipped along the black hair, Meng Qi's demeanor was very natural, as if no one should be born wearing clothes, there was no discomfort, and he didn't feel that he should be ashamed to avoid or embarrassed to cover.
The ink carp stood in the water, and the fish swam past his arms and waist, a little itchy and slippery.
Water gave him an unparalleled sense of security.
Mo Li always dresses very well, no matter if it is a wide-sleeved robe or a commoner bunt, no matter what kind of clothes it is, it is difficult to erase that gentleman's upright spirit, but now this feeling is gone, as if he has temporarily forgotten what he did. More than 20 years of human life, directly back to the beginning.
With the invisible air, the visible body is transformed.
Rewind time, forget the world—
If they were born in the same mountain range, the first person they saw when they were conscious would be each other.
Bewitched, can't think of anything, only instinct...
The dripping arms were raised, almost touching each other the next moment.
"Hey!"
A slightly sharp chirping.
Meng Qi Mo Li regained his senses at the same time, subconsciously made a defensive gesture and turned his head to look.
I saw a grey, plump tit standing on a bush beside a mountain stream.
Only his round head was black all over his body, as if he was wearing a funny little cap with a melon rind.
The bird's beak is short and delicate, from a distance it looks like a melon seed embedded in a ball of hair.
- This mouth looks so much like melon seeds, one mouth makes people suspect that there are melon seeds about to fall out.
There were actually two white patches on his cheeks, as if they had been coated with powder. Eyeballs were black, and the melon seed poked his mouth, looking alive,
"Jeep huh!"
The tit opened its mouth and made another series of long calls, this time it seemed to be gentle and long, it jumped on a tree stump, then raised its left wing and waved fiercely at Meng Qi and the two, and then its two calves jumped and turned its body sideways. , a posture of what the world has become.
The ink carp instinctively lowered his head: "…"
Oops, clothes!
It doesn't matter when you become a fish, because fish scales are clothes in the eyes of ink carp, but as a "human", you must never see strangers like this, and neither can a strange dragon.
Meng Qi raised his hand and threw the clothes over, and at the same time he quickly put on one.
It's too late for the underwear, and it's more important to cover it up first. When I was in a trance just now, if it wasn't for that tit chirping suddenly, it might have been more embarrassing. In fact, it was a momentary thing, a sudden loss of consciousness, before and after adding up to only a few blinks of time.
Meng Qi secretly lucked out, and then dodged into the woods.
It didn't take a moment for him to pace out, neatly dressed and introverted, just like the appearance of the black carp when Pingzhou first saw it.
The two of them had a very tacit understanding. After Meng Qi came back, Mo Li wrapped his robe and sank to the bottom of the water to put on his clothes. He didn't care that his clothes were all soaked. When he stepped out of the water, his inner breath was running, and a white mist rose up all over his body, and his clothes and hair immediately dried.
They are afraid of tits running away.
The tits stand on the stump with their wings folded, the two white flesh on their cheeks are bulging comically, and the head is raised with a melon seed and its mouth is poking in the sky.
Meng Qi was more dissatisfied than it was.
Taijing Longmai felt that he was at a disadvantage. The doctor was not wearing clothes just now. The tit looked like it fell into the water, how did it climb up? Are the feathers still dry
Mo Li didn't react, but Meng Qi guessed the truth—
It was just like Meng Qi ran to Qimao Mountain in a daze that day, turned into a gerbil for a short time by the aura in the cave and spring, and quickly disappeared after bouncing twice in the palm of the ink carp. This tit can change shape at any time near its birth lair, and disappear instantly.
When it wants to come out, it comes out, and when it doesn't want to come out, it doesn't even have a substance.
It is a drop of water flowing happily along the mountain stream, and a cool breeze roaming among the dense trees.
Not to mention grasping the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain, even if you want to see its traces, it is very difficult, unless you can find the spiritual cave like Meng Qi Moli accurately, stay here and wait, you must be lucky enough, and the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain are willing to show body.
From Meng Qi's experience, it can be seen that the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain will never show up easily.
At this moment, I don't know if I was angry with the gerbil and the black carp occupying my hometown, or if I saw two dragon veins coming, I couldn't help but say hello.
"Ha-ho-ho!"
The tit held its head high and called at the ink carp.
Although its voice is not unpleasant, and the syllable decomposition is prolonged, it seems to be gentle and charming, but Mo Li can clearly feel that it is dissatisfied with Meng Qi, as if asking how Mo Li was deceived by Meng Qi to turn around
"This is... what's the misunderstanding?" Mo Li was a little stunned.
The image of the main Feihe Mountain dragon veins is far from what he expected.
The tit is not big, and the one in front of him is not much bigger than the gerbil. Probably because of its abundant spiritual energy, it is also plump and chubby. From a distance, it looks like a hairball bouncing on a tree stump.
Mo Li has never been so fortunate that he was born in Pingzhou in the northwest. Look at the two mountains in the hinterland of the Central Plains that overflow with spiritual energy. One and two are balls.
Fat Ball.
Mo Li felt that he could only hold one in each hand, and held both of them on the palm of his hand, and they were not as big as his own palm anyway.
- After thinking about it, the ink carp thinks that the gerbil is still pleasing to the eye. If it can be put in its arms, it can be stuffed with a bamboo cup. The tit has wings.
When it comes to the touch of hair, gerbils are fine, but bird feathers are not.
There are fat mice in the eyes of lovers, Mo Li thinks that the Taijing dragon veins are not just a bird. Although they are all dragon veins in essence, the original shape is still very important.
"Can't speak?" Meng Qi looked at the tits with a half-smile.
The tit glared at him, it is a tit and not a starling, which tit can speak human
"Can't transform into a human form?" Mo Li was also frowning.
No, Feihe Mountain is so full of spiritual energy, and its original shape is not destroyed like the unlucky tree in Shilang Mountain. This deep valley is even rare, and the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain should have a human form early.
Mo Li looked at the tit and his eyes gradually became strange.
It felt even more pronounced after the tit flew to the beach and scratched a crooked word with its claws.
A large swath of white mist suddenly emerged, covering the river valley, and the figure of the ink carp Meng Qi paused, and then slowly fell to the ground.
At the same time, the tit buries its head under its wings and lies motionless on the beach.
On the ground next to it was a barely discernible word for "dragon".
The first thing that appeared in the white fog was an extremely large golden dragon. Its head rested on the northernmost end of the river valley, and its tail rested on the southernmost end. It will also reveal a body with golden dragon scales.
The remaining space in the valley was occupied by a green dragon.
It was in good spirits, with horns like coral, and scales like jade-colored jade.
In terms of body size, Qinglong is ten laps smaller than Jinlong.
The dragon with dark scales that appeared at last was ten circles smaller than Qinglong. It didn't need to find a place at all, and Jinlong had already given it the place that was enclosed in his arms.
If it weren't for the fact that they were all invisible, able to penetrate the rocks and trees, the earth would have moved in the valley at this time.
Rao is so, all the birds and beasts either fled back to the nest or found a place to shrink and shiver, and the fish and shrimp sank to the bottom.
The ink carp is not very suitable for the current perspective. It is not in mid-air like before. The river valley is too narrow for Jinlong, and he can only see a bright golden color when he turns his head. This time, unlike the meeting in Shangyun Mountain, the aura of Shangyun Mountain was supplied to him endlessly, and the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain did not share the aura with others.
This caused the black dragon to look special, delicate and small.
Qinglong blew his beard and stared, his big head leaned over here, and said contemptuously, "Taijing Longmai, are you kidnapping the child?"
"Nonsense, the mountains and rivers in the world are big and small, and there are many spiritual qi. Whoever dares to say that he is old in terms of age, do you look down on A Li because of your body shape?" Jin Long also widened his eyes, who is afraid of who? His eyes are ten times bigger than the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain.
It is ten times!
Qinglong snorted, raised his head slightly, and his cheeks were bulging, exactly the same as that of the tit.
Their dialogue is a communication through aura and consciousness. In Mo Li, it feels like a dream, and it is very uncomfortable.
Having had the experience of transforming into a dragon in Shangyun Mountain, the ink carp can already control such a body.
The black dragon broke free slightly and found a better position, where he could see the two big dragon heads on the opposite side of Bai Wu at the same time.
"You are the main dragon vein of Feihe Mountain?" Mo Li first made sure that the mountain with abundant spiritual energy might have two dragon veins.
"Of course." Qinglong replied in an old-fashioned manner, "There is only one dragon vein in Feihe Mountain, who am I?"
Seeing that Qinglong was not pleasing to the eye, Meng Qi sneered: "I thought the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain was a crane with immortal style, but I didn't expect it to be a big tit."
The small hairball that even gerbils can't catch, has poor hunting skills, and was slapped into the water by the fish's tail.
"What's wrong with the tit?" Qinglong was annoyed. He originally wanted to say that Meng Qi was not much better than himself, but the chubby gerbil was really nimble. He stumbled before and hummed, "Small enough, ordinary enough. Birds won't attract attention."
The Dragon Vein of Feihe Mountain was born in this deep valley with steep cliffs. The first thought was to fly up.
So it became the bird, the tit that can be seen everywhere in the secluded parts of this mountain.
"No, that feather that Ayan Puka gave us..."
The ink carp hesitated, the feather was not long, and it was impossible to tell what kind of bird it belonged to, but the tit was really too small, and the longest on the body was the tail feathers, but the tail feathers of the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain were gray-brown, and a little bit more. Neither sparkles.
"Have you lost a feather? Was it picked up by someone?" Mo Li asked tentatively.
"How is that possible." Qinglong sneered, raised his head and said, "I'm different from you and others, as soon as the feathers fall, it immediately turns into aura and dissipates in the earth's veins."
Ink carp has never lost scales, but gerbils do not lose their hair.
Mo Li didn't understand and asked, humbly asking: "Why is it different?"
"You have the will to 'be human', but I don't." Qinglong swam slowly on the mountain wall, his huge head drooping down next to the well-behaved gray-haired tit, the dragon's body was translucent, looming. , the white mist flows like water from the jade-like scales.
"You don't have a humanoid?" Meng Qi was really surprised.
Because Mo Li had already guessed it, it was okay.
There are hermits in the world, and it is not surprising that there is an unpleasant one in the dragon vein.
Mo Li was too lonely when he transformed into shape. Before Meng Qi transformed into shape, he had seen too many changes in the Taijing Dynasty. The war was turbulent and the people suffered the most. Therefore, the dragon vein born from the spirit of heaven and earth naturally has the ability to be "human" and "born". strong will.
"Then you have been avoiding me decades ago. Is it because the different ways are not conspiracy?"
Meng Qi was instantly connected, and it suddenly dawned on him that the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain did not want to see a dragon vein that went to participate in the conquest of the world and still be an official.
Although I am annoyed, people have their own aspirations and dragons have their own ideas, so why force it
"Why are you willing to come out today?" Meng Qi mocked.
Qinglong shook his head, it couldn't say that he suspected that Taijing Longmai was abducting the same kind, and brought others to try to abduct him again - looking at the intimate gesture of Heilong Jinlong, Feiheshan Longmai knew that he had misunderstood, and these two just wanted to bite together, Especially annoying.
"I think this little brother is very pleasing to the eye, not like you."
Qinglong rolled his eyes and began to praise the ink carp.
Even if it is transformed into a human form, it has an extraordinary temperament and is amiable to watch.
The fish-shaped scales are good-looking, and they also take good care of the small fish and shrimp in the mountain stream. They all say that the fish and dragon are one, and the fish leaps over the dragon gate, which shows that the natural shape is perfect.
Meng Qi was very proud of it at first, as if he was complimenting himself. When he heard the scales, his beard twitched, his eyes were full of vigilance, he stretched out his claws and hugged the black dragon in his arms, staring at the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain in warning.
Qinglong: "..."
It shouldn't show up, let this rat accompany the fish slowly!
Are you afraid that they will stay in their own home and not leave
The author has something to say: the real body of the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain, the swamp tit
Its cry is jing jing, can't find a suitable onomatopoeia, just spell it
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Meng Qi: You are the Dragon Vein of Feihe Mountain, shouldn't you be the crane of Xianfeng Daogu
Tit: Your partner is from Feather Mountain. Could it be a chicken
Ink carp: ? ? ? Lie gun.jpg
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Meng Qi and Mo Li looked at each other in the water on the shore, their eyes were lingering, and their fingertips were about to touch.
Tit: Mom, what are you doing in my house? ?
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tits: It is impossible to be afraid of cats if you are afraid of cats
Tits: The cat can't catch me, who is elusive