Seeing the backs of Yuan Xianger and the others walking away, Hao Han squatted on the statue of the White Tiger, his eyes still burning with golden light.
"It's amazing, the image of Lingguang Divine Monarch has been ruined by him." His eyes narrowed, "It didn't work out, it's a pity, it's not easy to find a Sirius to fight now."
"Little wolf who hasn't finished the skeleton period, you won't have any glory even if you win." Du Shuo, who was standing aside, replied lightly.
Hao Han turned his head to look at him, looked him up and down for a long time,
"Why do I feel that you are a little different to this little girl." Hao Han retracted his tail and sharp claws and turned back into a human form, "As long as it was related to humans before, you never paid attention to it, and there would never be much of it. Half a sentence. I heard you just now, you are reminding her, reminding her to come out and stop her apostle before the master gets angry, right?"
Du Shuo didn't answer, he stood on the high steps facing the wind, and his eyes seemed to fall on the row upon row of roof ridges at the foot of the mountain inadvertently.
"Do you think that little girl from the human race is a bit special? There are humans who don't want to take advantage. She dares to contradict the national teacher for this. I was also taken aback by her words. Damn, humans of this age are still innocent. , wait a few more years for her to change, and soon she will be similar to those of the Dongxuan Sect."
Hao Han didn't need Du Shuo to respond, he seemed to be used to talking to himself.
"I seem to hear the sound of the pipa again. It's so nice, it can come up so far."
"Look for a chance to persuade." His golden pupils followed Du Shuo's line of sight and fell to the foot of the mountain, "That little fox is always so close, it's too dangerous. In case the master finds out, She's done."
There was a soft sound of iron chains colliding in the air.
Du Shuo closed his eyes and said half a sentence,
"If I can persuade me to move..."
Yuan Xianger and Nan He walked side by side on the way back.
Thinking of the scene just now, Yuan Xianger still had lingering fears.
"You guys are too impulsive. That place is the main altar of the Dongxuan Sect. Anyone who comes out is a big one. Wu Yuan, is it still safe for you to not feel my situation?"
Between the apostle and the master, each other can sense whether the other's situation is dangerous.
"I... I persuaded Brother Nan not to be impulsive. I said that I don't feel you are in danger. He won't listen to me." Wu Yuanfu whispered in Yuan Xianger's ear. , I hope Nan He will not expose him.
It was impossible for him to admit that since he couldn't get in touch with Yuan Xiang'er, he suddenly panicked. Just now, he was more excited than anyone else, and jumped up and down to shout, "Brother Nan, come on, fuck your mother, let's rush in and save Axiang out."
"Fortunately, only a stone sculpture was damaged, and they didn't say anything. If the roof is smashed through, it is estimated that we will have to hold us and lose a lot of money, haha." Yuan Xianger joked, deliberately downplaying the possibility of smashing the Xianle Palace. horrific results.
Nan He rode by her side, silent and expressionless. It seemed that it was not him who had just tried his best to hug Yuan Xianger and was shaking slightly.
Yuan Xianger realized that he was not very happy, and he was still afraid.
After hitting the horse to catch up with two steps, Yuan Xianger stretched her head to coax Nanhe, "Make a contract, make a contract, we will make it when we go back. You can always know whether I am safe or not in the future."
Nan He put his legs on the horse's belly, and the horse ran away, leaving them far behind.
Even so, Yuan Xianger saw the smile on the corner of his mouth in time.
Yuan Xiang'er looked at the back running far ahead. His waistline was tight, his legs were slender, and his galloping motions on horseback seemed particularly flavorful.
She couldn't help recalling the feeling of being hugged by that person just now. There is a warm thing in the chest that fills up and overflows, like sweet-scented osmanthus candy boiled in a pot, the thick syrup overflows the ground, and the air is full of sweet fragrance.
It feels good to know that you are loved and cared for.
Always soaked in such warmth and happiness. Even the sharp heart of the previous life became soft without knowing it.
The mother, who had been resentful all the time, can finally see the tenderness of her mother from a different angle in retrospect.
Yuan Xianger thanked God for giving her a chance to live again, allowing herself to meet so many lovely souls and be loved by them.
She also deeply loves them and loves the world.
In the Changle Palace, the national teacher standing at the top of the world faced the mural in front of him with his hands behind his back.
The dormitory was empty. The disciples did not dare to enter. The apostles hiding in the dark were afraid and resented him, and would never show up.
The magic circle drawn with tea on the table has dissipated as the water dried up and no longer appeared in his mind.
In his eyes, it should be said that in the sight of his perception, there is only the mural in front of him.
The figures and demons composed of strands of aura clearly appeared in his mind, without the shackles of walls, those lines were beating and changing, like a living world in another time and space.
In the corner of the picture scroll, a huge nine-tailed demon fox screamed in the sky, with nine long tails hanging like a coiled snake, slapping the mages who invaded the territory and challenged his authority into flesh on the cliff one by one.
A young Taoist slumped in the corner, the ink lines outlined his panicked facial expression, his face was full of snot and tears, and he watched helplessly as the demon took his most revered master, his beloved senior brother, one by one. Swallow it in your stomach.
Those sharp teeth and the red flowing from the stinky mouth made him terrified and terrified, and engraved an eternal hatred in his heart.
The single-line-drawn villain stumbled and rolled off the cliff, narrowly escaping from the foot of the fox demon.
He described as embarrassed, full of grief and anger, kneeling in the mountains and forests and swearing that in this life, he would kill all the demons and demons in the world.
Having lost his master and his companions, the lonely little Taoist priest walked in the picture scroll, not knowing how many times he fell and was injured many times, until he collapsed under a pear tree exhausted.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" On the pear tree sat another figure drawn by Lingmo, and the little figure threw a yellow pear in his hand, "Are you hungry, I'll give you this pear."
"Don't frown, it's autumn, the harvest season, the food is delicious, you should be happy."
"Can you stand up? I'll take you to my house. My wife cooks delicious food."
The harvest season brought the only friendship for the rest of their lives.
The two villains became best friends.
Every once in a while, the little Taoist priest in the picture would go back to the hut near the pear tree, where his friend would wait to boil two pots of small wine, and accompany him to chat with him all night long.
Only at this time can the murderous little Taoist temporarily put down the big stone in his heart and forget the exhaustion caused by the killing.
The picture composed of aura became faster and faster. The little Taoist angered a powerful demon king. The villain with ink lines fled all the way between the tops of the mountains, and went into exile in the river. Finally, there was no way to avoid it, and he fell into the claws of the demon. Down.
At this moment, his friend appeared in front of him, and the lines that made up the body twisted and turned into a big fish, driving away the demon and saving his life.
"You turned out to be a demon." The little Taoist stood up with his body propped up, the tip of his sword pointed at his only friend, and his hand trembled so much that he could barely hold the hilt.
He couldn't believe his eyes, his best friend was the monster he hated.
"Well, I'm a demon, but also your friend. Can't a person and a demon be friends?"
The man turned his back to the blue sky and sunset, smiled at him, and extended his hand to him. And he dropped the hilt of his sword and fled.
Miao Dao in front of the mural stretched out his hand and pressed the green satin in front of him.
His steady fingers trembled uncontrollably.
"No, there is no forgiveness, and no friends. My world is only about killing. Killing is my only way."
The sun didn't know when to set on the top of the mountain, and without his summons, no one dared to come in to hold the lantern, and the world inside the house remained dark.
…
However, Yuan Xianger and his party left the capital city, crossed the Yellow River, and took the road to the north.
Because they were worried about another accident, after leaving the Xianle Palace, they walked in a hurry and missed the dormitory, so they had to stay in a village along the way.
Zhou Deyun's companion knocked on the courtyard door, and the woman who answered the door opened it and shook her head.
"No, no, how can these many people live? I was scolded by the master for nothing."
Just as she was about to close the door, one arm blocked the lintel, and a young man smiled at her with crooked eyes.
"Auntie is convenient, it's just that we have been greedy for a long time and missed the end of the night. There are chaotic mountains in front and back here, so we have nowhere to rest."
The old woman who had just quarreled with her husband and was sulking inexplicably felt that her mood had improved. She suddenly changed her face and said with a smile, "Yes, it's not easy for anyone to go out. Just wait, I'll go and tell the master."
Hu Sanlang gently crossed his hands and saluted, "Auntie is too much trouble."
"It's okay, it's okay. My host has always been hospitable, and I will definitely agree. I will take you to the guest room later, and I will boil some hot water for you, so that you can relieve your fatigue." went to the house.
Wu Yuan squatted on Yuan Xiang'er's shoulder, "Look, this is the innate ability of the fox clan, the power of charm. It is especially useful for humans. It seems that it is not useless to let Saburo follow."
They were quickly arranged into a comfortable guest room, and Yuan Xianger had the opportunity to try to draw a new formation.
She held a talisman pen dipped in cinnabar and tried to draw one on the ground.
"It turns out that it's only a little short of this, the whole array will work." Yuan Xiang'er looked at the array on the ground and touched her chin, "It took me so long to figure it out, but people can see the trick at a glance. As expected of a senior."
"But Ah Xiang, do you really want to make such a contract with us?" Wu Yuan squatted aside and watched Yuan Xiang'er draw a diagram.
"What's wrong? Is it bad?"
"For us, of course it's very good." Wu Yuan tilted her head and said, "But you won't be able to control the apostles in the future. What if you encounter a demon who doesn't obey your orders?"
Yuan Xiang'er scratched his little nose, "I'm not like that national teacher and those mages and Taoists, who have to kill demons and fight spells to eat. What am I doing with so many obedient apostles?"
"I don't want to, no matter how big or small the monsters are, I don't want to tie them up at all. Just a few of our friends who like each other happily live together, isn't it great?"
"Do you really think so? Axiang. But my father said," Wu Yuan was a little suspicious of what his father said, "My father said that it is impossible for human beings to really like demons, and we and human beings can never coexist. In a world, human beings will only regard demons as..."
"As a tool that can be used casually, and an enemy that can be killed arbitrarily." Saburo appeared at the door and took what Wu Yuan couldn't say. He still looks like a young man, leaning against the door frame, his beautiful eyes are a little silent, "Actually, I like humans very much. It's a pity that they hate us so much."
But he quickly changed back to his original form. The little boy with ears and fox tail seemed to want to understand something. He stretched out a finger,
"But Ah Xiang is different from other humans. Ah Xiang has been playing with us since she was a child. I think she will like us. When Nan He finishes the contract, I will also be Ah Xiang's apostle."
Yuan Xianger set up the array, first caught a hen borrowed from the village, put it in the array, and turned the array.
After a while, a strange but understandable idea came to my mind,
"I'm going to lay an egg at night, and I'll lay another egg tomorrow." The hen said to Yuan Xianger.
Yuan Xianger took the mother hen out and touched the feathers on her back. And put an ordinary flower cat into the magic circle.
"The female cat in the next room is so beautiful. I'm going to go to her in a while, so let me go quickly."
Yuan Xianger laughed, released the contract of the two ordinary small animals, and let them go.
"It's done. There's no problem."
She turned her head and waved to Nan He, her face full of joy that could not be hidden, "Nan He, come."
From the first time I saw Nan He, I was full of love. It was a small ball of silver and white, soft and beautiful. At that time, I wanted to make him an apostle and keep him by my side. Now that they are going round and round, they understand and love each other better, and they can conclude a contract without any grudges, Yuan Xianger is really excited and happy.
Nan He reached out and took off the crown cap that tied his hair, and his long hair fell down beautifully. He turned his hand and pulled out a short blade that he carried with him, cutting a strand of long silver hair.
Then, holding Yuan Xianger's hand, he placed the strand of hair in her palm solemnly, and raised his amber eyes to look at her.
Yuan Xiang'er held the strand of silver hair, there was a subtle touch, it penetrated straight into the skin of the palm of her hand, tugging at the nerves, making her heart numb.
She hurriedly restrained herself, arranged the magic formation, looked at the person sitting in the formation, and finally asked carefully, "Are you sure you agree?"
The man nodded slightly.
Yuan Xianger concentrated on running the magic circle, communicating the power of heaven and earth, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth began to gather and circulate along the runes.
"I already agreed."
When this sentence sounded, Yuan Xianger couldn't even tell whether she heard it with her ears or felt it with her mind.
Until that voice rang out in his head one after another.
"I've been wanting to tell you from a very early age, and I agree."
"No matter how long you live, no matter how many apostles you have, I'm yours."
Yuan Xiang'er was stunned, she looked at the man sitting in the shining array,
Long silver hair flowing with stars, clear eyes like water, perfect nose bridge, and glistening lips.
I really want to kiss him.
Yuan Xianger's mind suddenly turned this thought.
Oops, I just didn't pass this on, did I
She blushed unexpectedly.