From then on, Yingfeng sheep suffered from a problem.
As soon as I heard the sound of bells, or a sudden movement, a giant dragon with a mouth wide open in front of him rushed forward.
He would fall back immediately, without knowing the personnel.
After waking up, he couldn't remember anything, and he was like a nobody.
Because of such a strange problem, he dared not play with all the rare and strange treasures that could make noise.
Of course, including the golden marrow bell.
Ying Feng Yang didn't know how all this happened.
Zhaoyuan didn't know that one of his sneezes would have caused Yingfeng Yang to be punished like this.
Despite the fire.
There are very few women who have burned young.
The young woman still cherished the silver medullary bell intact.
The Miaoling woman played with the marrow bell from time to time, and found that the marrow bell was originally a magic weapon. This is a later story, and I will talk about it at that time.
The moment Zhaoyuan sneezed.
Zong Xin, his wife Shiyi, and his daughter Zong Yi are rescuing a dying deer.
The little deer was brought back by Zong Xin while searching for the sky.
In the snow, the doe has died. The fawn lies down beside the doe, stiff and dying.
Zong Xin picked up the deer and hurried home.
When Shiyi saw the poor deer, he thought of Zhaoyuan, the god infant who had been murdered by Yingfeng Yang.
I couldn't help but feel sad, tears couldn't stop streaming.
Zong Yi heard from her parents that she once had an older brother who sucked the same milk.
The name is Shen Ying, who has passed away, and the rest don’t know anything.
Zong Yi cried out anxiously when he saw the dying deer.
She shook her father Zongxin and begged: "Daddy, save the deer, hurry up and save the deer, you can't let him die."
Zong Xin: "Daddy brought him home just to save this poor little guy.
Daughter, let's work hard together, and we will definitely be able to save the deer. "
Zong Yi bit his lower lip and nodded: "Daddy, you can talk quickly, what should we do?"
Zong Xin told his wife to make millet porridge.
Instructed her 15-year-old daughter Zong Yi to add more chestnut charcoal to the brazier to increase the fire.
He wrapped the deer in felt and hugged it in his arms.
The father and daughter sat by the brazier, Zong Xin patted the deer in his arms.
Just like taking pictures of the gods and babies back then, I hope that the deer will wake up soon.
Zong Yi put his face against the deer's head: "The deer and deer will wake up quickly, and the deer and deer will wake up quickly..."
The sparks from the chestnut charcoal blasted all over and landed on the deer's neck. A small piece of deer hair was scorched, and the deer didn't react at all.
But Zong Yi was so distressed that he blew the scorched place vigorously with his mouth.
At this moment, Zhaoyuan, the infant god of the year, sneezed loudly in the magic training ground of Xuju Peak.
The sound came out of thin air, and Zong Yi screamed in fright, plunged into Zong Xin's arms, and pressed against the deer.
A miracle happened, and the stiff little deer struggling unexpectedly, opened his eyes and looked around in horror.
The deer woke up.
Zong Yi fainted.
Zong Xin and his wife panicked, and after they settled their daughter on the bed, Wet Yi served the deer, Zong Xin went to Zhang Luo to find the doctor.
Zong Yi heard Zhao Yuan's sneeze, as if he heard a thunder explosion, and threw himself into Zong Xin's arms in fright.
Zong Yi was born afraid of lightning and thunder.
Besides, how could there be such a loud thunder in this cold winter
She didn't prepare her at all.
The loud noise shocked her three souls and lost two souls.
There is still a soul, wandering around.
Zong Yi's wandering spirit saw a handsome young man leaning towards her quickly.
She didn't know this boy, and was suspicious of herself, that boy had already arrived by her side.
I saw that young man took her hand and shouted in surprise: "Zong Yi, you are Zong Xin's daughter Zong Yi."
Zong Yi felt very strange.
The teenager not only knew her name, but also her father's name.
So who is he