The moment the huge moth fell to the ground, it turned into countless small moths flying in all directions. The brown moths that were originally covered in the Pisces formation could no longer care about Yuan Xianger, and flew into the air one after another, forming a long team and flying towards the place where the Sirius were.
Obviously, the sudden appearance of Nan He is the enemy who makes misogynists feel that he should go all out.
The mortal struggle between the big demons is completely different from the petty fights that Yuan Xianger usually sees. Their huge figures roll among the snowy ridges, and the wind, snow and dust rolled up all the way cover the sky and pour out of the woods, and the rain falls suddenly. Like a shock on the shield of the Pisces array.
One is the birth of the stars, drawing the power of the vast stars; the other is the rebirth of resentful demons, accumulating the power of ghosts and ghosts. For a time, the magic insects fought the Sirius. The silver wolf howled, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake; moths and butterflies danced wildly, stirring the sky and darkness.
"Too...it's scary, it scared me to death, A Xiang." Wu Yuan shivered on Yuan Xiang'er's back, holding up her small paws to block her eyes, "So Nan He is so powerful."
"Why did Xiao Nan come here? Isn't his injury still healed?" Yuan Xiang'er looked at the battle that was getting farther and farther away, worried about Nan He's injury. This was the first time she saw the real battle of Sirius after entering the corpse phase.
The wound on Nan He's body has undoubtedly not healed, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of it at all. The transpiration in the eyes is the killing intent, and the bloodthirsty excitement resounds in the throat. He is as sharp as a knife, as hot as a fire, excited in the killing, licking blood between life and death. The bloody wounds are his badge of maturity, and the battle of life and death is the cornerstone of his throne.
Arrogant, fierce, the world's only Sirius.
In Yuan Xianger's former impression, her Nan He was awkward, arrogant, fond of sweets, and was a small ball of hair.
At this moment, Yuan Xianger finally realized that although he was so soft and easy to bully in front of her, he was actually a real wolf.
On the hillside, the mountain Jing, which was made of stones and snow, turned his cumbersome body and chased the battlefield between Sirius and Giant Moth.
"No, I have to hold back at least one enemy." Yuan Xianger said to herself. She took out a spirit fire talisman, and a small phoenix figure appeared in the air.
Huo Keshan Jing, the stone giant took a few steps back, raised his arm to block the flames that continued to spray him, the snow on the arm melted in the flames, and the rocks began to fall piece by piece, but at the same time, the stones on the ground kept unceasingly. Condensed together, not only repaired his arm, but even made it thicker.
"Just a little bit of flame, can you stop me?" Shan Jing's low and dull voice sounded slowly, he turned his huge body angrily and walked towards Yuan Xiang'er, not a single step left a deep hole in the ground The hole shook the earth.
"One isn't enough, so get more." Yuan Xiang'er took out a stack of "Cat's Claw Talismans" from her bosom.
The drawing of a talisman requires a lot of spiritual power, and the drawing process is very particular, which often consumes a lot of money, and the success rate of the talisman is still low, so few people prepare a lot of the same talisman. Yuan Xiang'er is different. She doesn't need to slay demons and demons, and she doesn't need to make a living. Most of the purpose of making talismans is for fun. Some time ago, just for entertainment, he and Wuyuan "printed" countless cat's paw talismans. This kind of talisman carries the lynx's natural fire element ability, which is similar to the effect of the spirit fire talisman, but the power is extremely unstable, and there are large and small. After returning to the dangerous deep mountains, Yuan Xianger brought it all in her backpack.
At this moment, I don't care about it three, seven and twenty-one. I grabbed twenty or thirty pictures and sprinkled it at the mountain spirit. The sky seemed to set off fireworks, large and small fireballs lit up one after another in the air, smashed down around the hill-like stone man, and a sea of flaming fires ignited on the snow.
"Mom, this trick is amazing. This, this is my credit. It turns out that I am also so powerful." Wu Yuan shouted when she saw the excitement.
The entire stone man dissolved and collapsed in the dense fireball. Yuan Xianger was afraid that it was not enough, so he invited three spirit fire talismans to invite the ecstasy bird, and three fire phoenixes led their necks to sing, and blazing flames erupted around the mountain spirit.
"Don't... burn... let's spare... life." The rocks on the mountain spirit's body fell one after another, and the facial features were deformed and dissolved in the flames, and finally completely collapsed into a pool of hot rocks.
A palm-sized black figure hurriedly crawled out from the smoking rocks, and wanted to run out as soon as it slid away.
Yuan Xianger pinched a well and trapped him inside. The little black man struggled in the pit, drilling holes up and down, left and right, and couldn't find his way.
"Forgive your life, spare your life, don't burn it, I'll really be gone if you burn it again." With a pitiful look on his face, he raised his hands above his head and kept making requests.
Yuan Xiang'er could not have imagined that the gigantic mountain spirit just now was so big and small in essence.
"You want me to let you go?"
"I beg you." Shan Jing's eyes were watery, and she pouted her cute face with a black face like coal. The problem is that Yuan Xianger really thinks it's a little cute.
"I promise that my mountain spirits and I will never attack you again from now on." He continued to say pitifully.
"Can you trust him?" Yuan Xiang'er quietly asked Wu Yuan on her back.
"Of course, mountain spirits can't lie. They are so stupid, they don't have the complex ability to lie." Wu Yuan looked at Yuan Xiang'er strangely, as if surprised that she didn't even understand this, which is what all goblins have. Common sense is not, and humans are sometimes quite ignorant.
After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Xianger finally released the restriction. Asking her to burn the little creature in front of her alive, she really doesn't seem to be able to do it.
The little black figure burrowed into the ground and disappeared.
Yuan Xianger walked across the blackened permafrost, and accidentally kicked a pitch-black ball under her feet. She bent down to pick it up and wiped the soot on the surface. The golden balls that were previously yellow were blackened by the fireworks and turned into a shape. The originally beautiful butterfly play peony had congealed into an ugly lump, and the bell inside did not ring. Yuan Xianger thought about it, took it in her arms, and walked towards the top of the mountain.
The battle in the distance had reached a fever pitch. The clouds in the sky had spread out, revealing a disc-shaped gap. It was still a bright day, but the dark sky and the stars were visible in the circle.
The stars seemed to keep falling from the sky, and the moths in the spark point disappeared without a sound. However, the moth group continued to cover up without fear of death, covering the sky and surrounding the silver wolf. Around the huge silver body, a gray silk cocoon was slowly taking shape. As long as the silk cocoons are completely formed, they can trap Nan He, block the sky, and prevent him from attracting the stars.
"Kun, the real moth is in Kun." Wu Yuan crossed Yuan Xiang'er's shoulder and suddenly shouted.
In the eyes of others, the moths are dense and identical, but in his eyes, there is a very special one, which is where misogyny really hides. But the battlefield was deliberately led far away by Nan He, and it was impossible to hear him shouting from here.
"Oops, Nan He just missed that wave of meteors. She was in the dry position, and now she's moved to the dry position." Wu Yuan screamed in a hurry.
"Can you see it? That's great!" Yuan Xiang'er quietly took out the sound transmission that she had used once, "Tell me, I will transmit the sound to Nan He."
Misogynistic soon finds herself losing out in battle. The enemy on the opposite side can not only mobilize the power of the stars, but can even accurately find her body every time in her thousands of incarnations. Misogynistic turned into a human figure, and glared at Nan He angrily, but at this time, he realized that the golden ball in his arms was lost in the battle at some point in time.
This abominable Sirius unexpectedly attacked her while she was playing with humans. The mountain spirit, who had been enslaved by her, also ran away, and she lost her golden ball.
"Too much, you are too much." The misogynist, with scars scalded by Xingli, stomped her feet in anger and turned her wings to escape.
Nan He chased after two steps, looked back, turned and ran towards Yuan Xiang'er's location. He grabbed Yuan Xianger by the collar, and threw her onto his back. With all his strength, he flew between the snow-capped mountains and the sea of clouds.
"Although Tianlang Mountain is big, the movement just now is enough to attract other big monsters. We must leave immediately." Nan He's voice sounded.
Yuan Xianger was lying on her soft hair, the wind whistling in her ears, and the snow scene that was quickly retreating beside her. The strands of silver hair were stained with blood and brushed against her face. Nan He's old injuries have not healed, and new ones have been added, but she knew she couldn't tell him to stop at this time.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to stay at home?" Yuan Xianger buried her face in the thick hair, closed her eyes, and felt the speed of soaring in the air.
"I... I happened to be out."
Nan He didn't know how to explain it. He wanted to say that when Yuan Xianger met a girl with bare feet in the mountains last night, he felt restless all night.
He wanted to say that he endured the pain early in the morning, and deliberately searched for her scent all the way.
He wanted to say that when he heard the bell ringing in the distance, his heart was full of anger and panic.
But no matter what, he has now received someone, and that fragile human being is sitting on his back safely, with all beards and tails, not a single hair, and he is carried home by himself. His body was in severe pain, but his heart was full of joy, and he felt that there was no need to say anything more.
Back at the foot of the mountain at the entrance of the village, Nan He put Yuan Xianger down on the ground, "You guys go first. I'll deal with the smell left on the road, and go back when I go."
Yuan Xianger returned home and waited from the golden crow to hang until the setting sun shone in the evening, until the sky was low, and the sky was full of stars, but she didn't see the little wolf who promised to go back.
She was not very stable in her heart, so she folded the yarrow in the yard. Scrabbling the hexagrams is Master Yu Yao's best skill. But it was Yuan Xiang'er's turn, probably because she didn't have any talent in this area, and the way of accounting is far less interesting and fun than the lightning and thunder of the talisman formation, so she learned very slack, but only learned a little bit of fur, ten times There are five times when the hexagram is inaccurate.
Yuan Xianger managed to get a "Tai" hexagram after performing the eighteen changes three times. Although she knew that it might not be accurate, she read the words on the hexagram: "Small to big, Ji, Heng." He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Going up and going down, saying that heaven and earth meet and all things are connected, it should be a good hexagram. If you want to come to Xiaonan, you will be lucky, and you will be safe." Yuan Xianger put up the yarrow and bowed to the starry sky.
In the middle of the night, Yuan Xiang'er was dozing on the head of the bed, and vaguely heard a movement from the yard.
She came to the courtyard wearing clothes, but did not find the silver-white figure.
"Did you see Nan He coming back?" Yuan Xianger stood in front of Jin Yu's house, tapped the roof lightly, and asked him in a low voice.
A small hand stretched out from the high-footed log cabin and quietly compared it in the direction of the firewood house.
Yuan Xianger came to the door of the firewood house, and through the gap in the door panel, she saw a silver light flowing figure lying on the ground of the firewood house.
"Nan He? Why are you hiding here? Are you injured? Come into the house with me?" Yuan Xiang'er looked around for a moment, and reached out to open the door.
"Don't... don't come in." A low and hoarse voice came from the firewood room. He seemed to take a few quick breaths and said eagerly, "Don't come in, let me be alone for a while. I, I will be fine soon. "
At this moment, Nan He turned into a human form and curled up in the pile of firewood. He hunched his back, biting his fingers tightly, preventing the slightest sound from leaking out of his throat.
The throbbing of the Ligu period came suddenly, and he endured the pain and groped back here. I want to go back to that person, but I don't want her to see him groaning in pain.
He bit his arm out of blood and endured the pain that hit him, unable to whimper or roll in pain. I don't want to be weak, embarrassed, and ugly to be seen by that person even a little bit.
Yuan Xianger paused when she was about to touch the door panel. The door panel of the firewood house had a large gap, and she actually saw it all.
The man was going through the pain of the corpse. He was tortured by the pain, his back was tense, his whole body was in cold sweat, and his fingers were clinging to the ground, but he would rather bite his arm than let out a weak feeling. sound.
Yuan Xianger knew Nan He. He was lonely and proud, never wanting anyone to see his weak side.
She finally withdrew her hand and sat down with her back to the woodshed wall.
"I'm not going in, I'm here with you." She said softly across the board.
The boundless pain made Nan He feel that his consciousness was about to collapse.
He vaguely felt himself floating in the air, and saw the pale self curled up on the ground. This is probably an image that only he can see. The powerful and unparalleled star force in the sky slowly fell across the sky, dragging his long tail one by one, falling into his pale and trembling body.
The powerful and domineering power of the stars is changing his body little by little, and his body begins to disintegrate little by little, being replaced by bright starlight.
Outside this room, there was a person sitting with his back to him across the wall.
The man leaned his back against the wall, raised his face, and looked at the stars in the night sky just like him.
Nan He suddenly fell back from his erratic state and regained consciousness. The huge pain drowned him again like a tide.
The man outside seemed to sigh softly and chanted a strange incantation softly.
She recited slowly in the way of singing, and there was a low voice in the air. Calm his scarred heart. That voice seemed to heal everything, to comfort the vicissitudes of wandering for many years, and to give the lonely wolf a warm home.
The sky was bright, and the morning light entered the cold room through the crack of the door panel.
Nan He opened his eyes, sweat rolled down from his forehead, blurring his vision. He vaguely saw the back sitting outside the door from the fragrance of the rising sun. All of this is real, not his lonely fantasy in the dark tree hole, that person really exists by his side, close at hand, guarding him all night.
The long night passed, the sun rose in the east, the door of the firewood room was finally pushed open, and a bright silver Sirius walked out from the door. The silver hair floated along with his vigorous steps, like stars scattered along the way.
Yuan Xianger rubbed her eyes and saw that the silver-white Sirius was changing all the way and became her favorite little hairy dumpling. Xiao ran stepped forward and hesitated for a while, and finally grabbed onto her knees and curled into her arms.