I will Bury the Gods Chapter 300: : One night with Miss Mu

The night moon is dim, and the Milky Way is like a half-sleeping eye, overlooking the bright silver river dimly. The small boat glides across the river, leaving long and narrow triangular water patterns.

One end of the canoe.

A small battle took place.

Mu Shijing really can't figure it out, who created this dragon-capturing hand martial art, the suppressing power against dragons is so unreasonable, the person who wrote this evil skill should be struck by lightning!

Soon, Miss Mu retreated steadily and lost her position. She was overwhelmed by the dragon's hand and pinned on the ship's side.

Lin Shouxi didn't do anything else. After defeating her, he let go of his hand and returned to the original place. He continued to look up at the galaxy and adjust his true energy.

Mu Shijing sat on the side of the boat, hugged his knees, and stared at Lin Shouxi coldly. For some reason, he felt even more angry.

Lin Shouxi had been stared at for a long time, and felt his back was chilly. He looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"According to seniority, I am your senior aunt." Mu Shijing said quietly.

"Yes." Lin Shouxi nodded.

"Then you don't feel ashamed when you treat your aunt like this?" Mu Shijing asked.

"As a senior aunt, but you can't beat me, shouldn't you be ashamed?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"You..." Mu Shijing bit her tender red lips, feeling that what he said was reasonable, so she became more angry, she gritted her teeth and said, "You wait for me!"

"Okay." Lin Shouxi actually agreed.

Mu Shijing's chest felt even tighter when she heard the lingering 'good'. She snorted, got up suddenly, and once again rushed towards Lin Shouxi with all her teeth and claws. Lin Shouxi looked at this scene and thought that she was with Xiaohe Did you learn it...Of course, unlike Xiaohe, Xiaohe can really beat herself, and she...

Soon, Mu Shijing was subdued in the cabin again.

Mu Shijing was caught by the fragrant shoulders, his cheek was pressed against the damp wooden board, and he couldn't move.

As she thought back to the frightened look of the ferocious dragon when she saw her in the past two days, the gap in her heart was even greater.

Lin Shouxi still didn't bully her. After subduing her, he returned to the original place, meditated and adjusted his breath, and relieved the exhaustion from days of fighting.

Mu Shijing sat in the cabin with his legs slanted, looking at the handsome young man with starlight all over his clothes, he felt even more angry in his heart. Punch forward.

Lin Shouxi rubbed his temples, and once again used the dragon-capturing hand, cut Mu Shijing's hands backwards, subdued her, and then released her again.

After repeating this several times, Lin Shouxi couldn't bear this vexatious little demon girl anymore, and pressed her on the boat plank to stop the girl's slender water snake waist from twisting non-stop, facing her tight black skirt A few slaps on her buttocks, these slaps stunned Mu Shijing, she returned to the misunderstanding of that snowy night, different moods intertwined in her heart, actually made her legs bend slightly, her spiritual eyes froze, and for a moment Aphasia.

She has been beaten by her master many times since she was a child, and she has long been used to it. Only the unique touch of the snowy night misunderstanding impressed her deeply. She thought it was an illusion, a wine brewed by tension and shame. , deceived her reason. To this day, the sense of familiarity surges again with a trace of strangeness. It seems that she has returned to that short night. Every pulse and heartbeat vibrate with her breathing, stimulating the ripples like electric current in the sea of ​​consciousness.

She also finally understood why there were so many plots like this in the manuscript that Xiaohe forced her to write.

Soon, these subtle emotions were swept away by Mu Shijing's autumn wind like fallen leaves. She turned her pink neck, glared at Lin Shouxi, and said:

"You... how dare you hit me? You are your senior aunt, your older sister, and the older sister of your Xiaohe's wife, the sage in black dress, the blow from the Dragon King's cemetery... ah!!"

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The verdant flute sticks to Mu Shijing's lips, and the melodious tune floats far away on the river.

This melody was originally beautiful and moving, the only fly in the ointment is that the clear and crisp beating sound from time to time will disrupt the sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute blends into the melody of the whipping sound, slow and fast, the climax is like a rainstorm, and the low tide is like an undercurrent. Xianyan was already flushed, she struggled to get up from Lin Shouxi's lap, knelt down on the ground, and pinned the flute back to her waist.

Lin Shouxi leaned over, stretched out a finger, and pulled a lock of her hair behind her ear, exposing her snow-white jade neck. Mu Shijing didn't like the feeling of being at the mercy of others, so he wrinkled his lips aggrievedly.

Mu Shijing originally wanted to threaten to sue Xiaohe, but she always felt that with Xiaohe's current temperament, she might say "good fight", so she moved slightly and shut up angrily.

Lin Shouxi reached out to her again.

"What are you doing?" Mu Shijing retreated alertly.

Lin Shouxi took the hole flute from her hand, leaned on the side of the boat, and played the flute in his hand. The melodious and moving tune flowed out instantly, blending with the breeze on the river, it was beautiful and beautiful. Listening to the sound of the flute, Mu Shijing remembered the snowy night when they slept together in the cave, and felt that the time was like water, day and night.

Lin Shouxi played for an unknown amount of time, and when he was tired and put down the flute, Mu Shijing could still hear the sad sound of the flute echoing endlessly in the sky, and the wind would not stop until it stopped.

The small boat hits the waves, the star river turns around, and the Zhenlong Pagoda stands on the distant mountain as a slender silhouette like a needle. People and the pagoda wave goodbye through the night.

After a long time, the boat docked.

"This matter is absolutely not allowed to be mentioned in the future, you know?" Mu Shijing exhorted coldly before getting off the boat.

Lin Shouxi hesitated for a while, then nodded.

This hesitation angered Mu Shijing again. She frowned and said, "What expression do you have? Why do you act like I took advantage of you?"

"You didn't take the blame yourself." Lin Shouxi said.

"Then you can't do this either!"

"Just be good."

"Good boy? You... I'm nineteen years old this year, and you're talking to me like that?" Mu Shijing's red lips curled into a line.

"You also know that you are nineteen years old?" Lin Shouxi sighed.

Puffing her cheeks, Mu Shijing leaped onto the bank angrily. When Lin Shouxi came up, she turned around suddenly and pushed him into the water.

Lin Shouxi went ashore wet, and read out those three words again: "Capture the Dragon Hand."

Mu Shijing was frightened and ran away, and ran into the forest in front of him as if fleeing.

In winter, the trees are still blood red, looking like maple leaves that are burning.

"This should be the snake blood forest that the old fisherman mentioned." Lin Shouxi said.

It is not uncommon to hear that the big monster was beheaded, and the blood stained a forest red. The effect of warming up.

Because of this, this wild snake blood forest was almost completely plundered, only a few pears remained on the heights, Lin Shouxi dexterously climbed up, picked the few remaining pears, and wrapped them in cloth bags. Take it easy and share the food with Mu Shijing.

Mu Shijing did not change his habit of robbers, and snatched the whole bag of snake blood pears.

"Give it to me." Lin Shouxi chased after him.

"No." Mu Shijing bit the pear, vaguely speaking.

She tasted a few with great gusto, and flaunted her power with Lin Shouxi, saying: "Well, you promise me that you will compete with me in the future, and you are not allowed to use the dragon-capturing hand. If this is the case, I can give you snake blood pears. "

"In ancient times, Kong Rong gave me pears, but now Miss Mu gave me snake blood pears. It's really..." Lin Shouxi smiled, but hesitated to speak.

"That's right, as long as you promise me, I can make you a snake..." Mu Shijing said calmly, halfway through her words, she suddenly realized something, and her red lips trembled.

Then, she frowned, and directly picked up the red pear, threw it towards Lin Shouxi, and cursed: "I'll smash you to death!"

After chasing and fleeing in the middle of the night, Lin Shouxi was also tired. Mu Shijing refused to make peace with her easily. I suffered a disadvantage, pretended to be difficult, and finally nodded reluctantly, agreeing.

On the snow-washed mountain rock, the beautiful girl in black skirt lay on Lin Shouxi's body, and quietly fell asleep, holding half a bag of snake blood pears under her chest, and she never forgot to protect food while sleeping~IndoMTL .com~ This night, she didn't have any messy dreams and slept very soundly.

Early morning.

The sun rises from the river.

Mu Shijing also woke up.

She woke up Lin Shouxi and asked him to watch the sunrise together.

Boys and girls sit on rocks and look to the east. Their consciousness gradually wakes up from haze, and they are in harmony with this world.

The world lights up.

Crossing a few hills is the address of Daomen.

There was a thick white mist floating around the Taoist gate, and the scorching sun in the early morning was impenetrable.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing walked through the thick fog and came to the Taoist gate.

"Go home." Mu Shijing said.

Looking at the stele pavilion of Daomen, she felt an unspeakable peace of mind. This is the place where she grew up. After more than two years, she finally returned here.

Mu Shijing wanted to enter, but Lin Shouxi grabbed her wrist and said, "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Mu Shijing asked.

Lin Shouxi raised his head, his eyes followed the blue tiles flowing in the mist, until he locked the dragon's head and fish tail, swallowing the roof-shaped chi kiss, the young man asked coldly, "Do you still want to follow the roof?" By when?"

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