Lan Ke Qi Yuan: Extra: The Unbroken Past 12

When everything calmed down, in a small cave deep in the mountain, the frightened Sheji huddled here, trying her best to hide her aura.

Although the thunderclouds had dispersed, Sheji still did not dare to move. About half an hour later, the soil on a cave wall in the cave slightly arched, turning into an old face.

"Mother-in-law, you should be safe."

"Uh, ho, ho..."

She Ji began to gasp for breath. She covered the wound on her body, and blood was oozing out at this moment.

"Thank you Gong Weng for saving me, thank you so much..."

"Hey, I'm so ashamed. There's only so much I can do. If you want to thank me, just thank that fairy girl. If she hadn't taken action, the consequences would have been disastrous. She said that my sect has some connections with me. Who is it... ...."

In the cave-like canyon, the anxious Mr. Gao finally waited until Sheji and the old man came back together. Several of Sheji's men and a few mountain ghosts immediately came to greet them. Looking Up to Heaven Works Catalog

"Empress!" "Lord Mountain God!"

"Mother-in-law, Gong Weng, how are you injured?"

She Ji shook her head, walked away and sat down cross-legged in the center of the canyon. The maid next to her gave her the elixir. After taking it, she closed her eyes to recuperate.

The old man on one side sat in front of the chessboard stone table, looking a little dazed.

"Who is it?"

"Gong Weng, are you okay?"

Mr. Gao looked at the old man with some worry. Although Sheji was injured and bleeding, she seemed to be relatively stable, but the old mountain **** seemed to have something on his mind.

"It's okay. The thunder from the God of Thunder is really powerful. If you hit it a few more times, this old bone will not be able to bear it anymore. If it weren't for the help of the fairy girl, it's hard to say whether I and Lady She could have escaped."

"Who is that fairy girl?" Huadu Qiangbing has no pop-up window

Mr. Gao looked at the old man, but Sheji, who had recovered some of her injuries, spoke first.

"That immortal is another person who protects Mr. Sun. Tonight at the lantern festival, she sat on the noodle stall and chatted with me for a while. I fled for a long time, but I didn't realize that she had been following behind me. Thinking that she would help me and hide my aura..."

The old man felt slightly sad when he heard this.

"So that's it, then the Fairy Girl's excuse is also an excuse.

......

Hu Yun flew back to Ning'an County with the escape light. She was still thinking about what the **** of thunder had just done. She recalled her contact with She Ji, and even recalled that the mountain **** would show up to block the thunder. Such a small thing God, would he really block the thunder from the sky to prevent the mountain from being destroyed?

Then Hu Yun thought about how he had just said that the mountain **** had an old relationship with his master. Of course, this was nonsense, but saying this meant that he was more or less involved. Catalog of works of the sweet wife who escaped from marriage

“Oh, it’s so troublesome, it’s so troublesome!”

Hu Yun gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. When he arrived in Ning'an County, he was already angry with himself.

Before landing from the sky, Hu Yun could already smell the fragrance of flowers that filled the county. Looking at the whole county from the air, there were green leaves and red flowers everywhere in the white snow. Hu Yun was stunned for a while before flying. Xiangju'an Pavilion.

When he pushed the door open, Hu Yun had already begun to complain.

"Oh, the tiger is all your fault. Why should I chase after you? Do you know what kind of trouble I will encounter? Oh, it's so troublesome!"

"I heard that it was you who clamored to test it, so why did you blame the tiger?"

"That's different, I am..."

Hu Yun paused mid-sentence, then opened the door and saw an extremely familiar figure sitting in the courtyard. Hu Yun couldn't help but rub his eyes, fearing it was an hallucination. The Tenth Saint of Pangu has no pop-up window

"Sir! You are back!"

"Little Hu Yun has grown so big."

Ji Yuan looked at Hu Yun with some admiration, while Lu Shanjun on the other side sneered darkly.

"It's a pity that I was born with the wrong gender."

"Hu Yun changed his clothes, so many women in the world felt ashamed."

Zao Niang was also smiling. Hu Yun clenched his fists and kept comforting himself to calm down. Neither of them could beat them. Then he smiled and turned into a red fox and jumped to Ji Yuan's side. I didn’t forget to tell you what happened just now.

People in Ning'an County could not resist the sleepiness and began to go home to sleep one after another, and the noise in the county gradually subsided.

In Ju'an's small pavilion, Ji Yuan looked up at the sky.

Some people are still alive, some have passed away, some are practicing hard and some are reincarnated. The heaven and earth are no longer what Ji Yuan is familiar with, but the world still seems to be what he is familiar with. Record of Killings

Zao Niang was making jujube cakes in the kitchen. The ones before were eaten by Hu Yun and Lu Shanjun. A red fox fell asleep under the jujube tree. Lu Shanjun refused to sit down and stood quietly beside Ji Yuan. , occasionally looking at his master with his peripheral vision.

Ji Yuan rested against the stone table with one hand and took a nap. He was a little tired again. Although he had just slept for a few hundred years, he was still easily sleepy after waking up. He swayed slightly and opened his slightly closed eyes. .

"Master, if you are tired, go back to your room and sleep!"

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Lu Shanjun shook his head.

"Disciple would like to stand beside Master for a while."

Since being put into the wall by Ji Yuan, Lu Shanjun asked himself that there were very few days when he really stayed with his master. Now he wants to spend more time with his master. Besides, even Ivy Sword is not with his master now, even if Lu Shanjun believes that No one can rival his master, but he will not leave his side. Even the sacred mountain in Central Continent where he is responsible has no master to respect. Catalog of works written by Dao Ninja Demon

Lu Shanjun looked at Ji Yuan again and saw that his master had put his hands on his hands and seemed to have fallen asleep.

As the saying goes, I think about it every day and dream about it at night. I dreamed about traveling in China in a dream. I heard Hu Yun tell it before, but now I have reached the mountains in my dream, as if I took one step and the world was just an inch away.

In the sparse clouds, a pair of blue eyes overlook the earth. Mountains and peaks are lined up in rows, and mountains and rivers are crisscrossed.

In that war, not only were there major battlefields, but there were battles all over the world, and there were also spells cast by several great gods in the world. Although there was no devastating aftermath, it was by no means inferior to moving mountains and filling seas, plus the heaven and earth The Qi movement has changed greatly, and the earth's veins have changed. The topography of all parts of the world has been changing for more than two hundred years.

Then there was a new "topography" pattern in which the two realms of heaven and earth controlled Yin and Yang, the mountains of the world controlled the world, and the sacred mountains of Zhongzhou were among them.

Although the changes are relatively mild, the changes over the past two hundred years have been enough to cause many countries to redraw their maps and even trigger some wars.

But even so, in Ji Yuan's eyes, the entire vast mountain range could vaguely resemble a large banana leaf.

"It turns out to be Jiaoye Mountain."

Ji Yuan thought of what Hu Yun had said before, and it seemed that his nonsense in order to frighten the two gods of Lei was really interesting.

A scent of fragrance wafted up. Ji Yuan took a breath, opened his eyes and woke up. Zao Niang had already walked out with a plate of freshly made jujube cakes.