Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 355|————Fanwai 5

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Feiheshan Dragon Vessel doesn't like winter.

The sky is freezing and the mountains suddenly become much deserted.

This kind of day is only suitable for sleep. If you go out and wander around, it is almost dangerous-a bird as fat as it is not visible on weekdays. Anyway, it is good to eat and drink here and moisturize the day, but when it comes to food shortages, you will get fat It becomes a sign of excellence.

The other **** that came up on twitter, some wanted to find out where to eat, some wanted to hang around with it, and some wanted to lay eggs with it after the spring...

Stop it, it's dragon veins, it doesn't lay eggs!

It won't grow at all!

Don't look at it, it likes to stay in a pile of **** and fly around. There are many kinds of birds in Feihe Mountain, and it is inconspicuous if they mix in it, and it can avoid being caught by hawks.

...whoop!

While speaking, the sound of the wind rose in his ears, which disturbed the beautiful and neat black hairs on its head like the lid of a pot.

Feiheshan dragon veins calmly shook the thin legs of the toothpick, looked at the ground further and further away, and the powerful claws behind it, sighed and said: That's it, winter falcons will not let go too fat Birds.

Birds are fatter than flocks, and eagles will catch them.

Is fat wrong? Obviously because of the spiritual energy.

After the sigh, Feiheshan Dragon Vessel began to struggle.

The eagle falcon was happy when he grabbed a delicious lunch, but the upper claws found it difficult to hold. The sharp claws did not penetrate the flesh and blood, but it seemed that the falcon was stuck in a ball of cotton. The falcon tried to flap its wings, thinking Bring this tricky thing back to the nest, and then slowly solve it with your beak.

Prepared for a long time, wrapped the **** all over the body with aura: "..."

This precaution, coupled with the fluffy feathers, can only initially resist the sharp claw-pointed beak, but it can't stand a protracted battle.

The dragon-veined body is also a flesh and blood body, which can also be injured.

I was injured by that Ayan Puka a while ago, and I kept it for a long time.

——The round body suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The eagle falcon was empty in its claws and hovered in the air three times in confusion, wondering why the plump lunch that was there just now disappeared.

Without wandering for long, the hawk falcon saw a new prey, and his body rushed down faster than his brain.

The Feiheshan dragon veins appeared silently on a branch. It moved its steps carefully, looked up at the figure of the eagle falcon flying away again, Guazi's mouth squirmed, and it slowly combed its feathers.

What's good about being a human being, what's good about being away from home, as long as it's on the Feihe Mountain, it will be invincible.

The "King of the Mountain" stood alone on the branch for a while, bowing his head in frustration.

Where is the cub he got by accident! What about the cubs that survived by instilling spiritual energy?

Why did it heal up so badly, when it went to Luweidang to look for a swordsman, it found that Su Li was gone again?

The two dragon veins must have turned Su Li away!

The titmouse squatted dejectedly on the branch, and forgot it with difficulty. Today should be the third month after the cub disappeared.

Waiting and looking, looking at the autumn leaves and falling snow, looking at the north wind and falling snow, it is about to become a looking cub.

In order to find out the news, Feiheshan Longmai visits several villages at the foot of the mountain every day.

There are a lot of trivial things, but there is no news of Su Li.

——There was a rebel called King Tianshou. It rebelled and killed many people?

It’s no wonder that a lot of refugees came to this mountain suddenly. The titmouse was not worried, but thought triumphantly. Sooner or later Su Li would understand that the best place in the world is a deep mountain forest like Feihe Mountain. What’s good outside, dangerous and troublesome. .

—— King Jing is dead, Jingzhou is completely occupied, King Ning is also dead, the successor to the throne is lucky, and he has a powerful general?

The **** shook their heads, this king and the other king, they didn't remember any of them.

The main reason is that the life span of human beings is too short. Obviously, the Chen Dynasty was still talking about last time, and it became the Chu Dynasty in the blink of an eye. Now that even the Chu Dynasty is gone, who can distinguish those emperors and vassals!

The more the **** listened, the more worried they became.

It's such a mess outside, how is its cub?

From winter to spring, the mountains are dyed and green.

The titmouse no longer inquires about it anymore, nesting in the spiritual veins of the mountain stream, looking at the renewed mountain forest, it doesn't even bother to move its eyelids. Regardless of which dynasty and generation he is out of, whose power is in chaos again, cub...Bah, cubs, cubs, dragon veins have no cubs!

"Senior!"

There is movement on the cliff above the mountain stream.

The dragon veins of Feihe Mountain are in a state of half asleep and half awake, and they haven't even completely transformed into the form of tits. Instead, they hover near the stream in a cloud of vain. If they are condescending, they have a pair of eyes that can penetrate dense vines. You can see Qinglong's slender and graceful figure.

However, the dragon sees the head but fails to see the end.

The eyes of masters of the rivers and lakes do not have the ability to pierce through the trees and break obstacles, and they can't see the dragon hidden in the mountain stream.

Su Li only felt that when he walked here, the mountain breeze and air current had become unusual, and he was deeply pressed in his heart. His heart was stunned. Sure enough, what Meng Qi told Doctor Mo was true. This mountain is true. One of the powerful seniors lives in seclusion.

Meng Qi refused to talk to him too much. Doctor Mo seemed to want to explain, and was dragged back by Meng Qi.

That was when the three of them were parting in Jingzhou, Su Li accidentally listened to the corner, and the embarrassment was too much, but the two seemed to be fine.

Even if you can see something from Su Li’s expression, he still looks too magnanimous. Even Dr. Mo is a "gentleman who has nothing to say", which makes the swordsman a little bit ticklish. Believe them to capsize sooner or later, it's better to make a big mess, the kind that doesn't have the face to see people!

Actually, the swordsman can't think of the scene that makes Meng Qi Moli faceless and can't even break the logic of it. After all, Meng Guoshi is so stubborn that no one is in sight. Doctor Mo always has a bizarre idea and always likes to chase people for treatment, neither of them. Normal people, martial arts combined are invincible in the world, no one is afraid.

But who cares, I'm happy if I'm not happy to curse, and I didn't expect the curse to come true.

Is it possible to make a plan to implement it? How to implement it? Su Li asked herself if she didn't have this brain, even if she had... why did she use it for this kind of thing?

The days of recuperating are difficult.

Fortunately, the King Tianshou has died, and the Holy Lotus Altar has become a mob. The situation in Jingzhou gets better day by day, and Su Li is taking care of his wounds under the care of Fengxing Pavilion. When he returned to the earth in spring, he was finally able to regain his grip on the hilt of his wounded patient. Prior to this, Fengxingge had not let anyone go under the doctor's instructions.

I don’t have the ability to protect myself and want to go home?

It's not as simple as crossing a street or walking through a few alleys in the city.

Jingzhou was so tossed by the rebel army, bandits were rampant, and the people didn't have a living, so they had to recover slowly.

Swordsman is such an image of covering his head and covering his face, and he is unwilling to publicize his assassination of the Heavenly Giving King to the world (Su Li: No success, the face of the killer is lost), let alone encountering evil spirits, In case of any misunderstanding with the Orthodox Sect, the stubborn Su Li can't hold it.

Mo Lei handed the people to them, and Fengxing Pavilion signed the ticket, but there should be no accident.

So I dragged back and forth like this, and I waited until the spring blossoms before Su Li returned to Feihe Mountain.

Suddenly thought of the old seniors mentioned by Meng Qi, the swordsman tentatively came and wandered around, but did not dare to rush into it. Hearing nothing in the valley, he left with interest.

Blue Dragon half asleep and half awake: "..."

Wait, it just seemed to be a cub's voice?

A long groan triggered a change in aura, dark clouds covered it, and heavy rain followed.

Su Li looked at the sky and decided to find a cave to shelter from the rain.

As a Jianghu man, he didn't care about being exposed to rain or wind, but Dr. Mo said that he had to have a good body in order to understand martial arts, but he has been uneasy for so many years, and his body is too poor. So Su Li completely missed the shocking scene of the trees being blown by the wind, and a blue dragon flying into the sky in the torrential rain.

Su Li held his arms in the cave and waited for the rain to stop.

The green dragon is swimming among the clouds, looking down at his feet.

——Strange, why can't I find it?

Qinglong was anxious, and his emptiness instantly collapsed and quickly turned into a tit, flapping his wings to search in the rain embarrassingly.

Su Li wiped the blade, the rain in the mountains usually stopped in half an hour, and the clouds flowed extremely fast, so he was not in a hurry.

As the dark clouds gradually disappeared, the sky outside became brighter, and Su Li was about to go out shaking his robe. At this time, a ball suddenly rushed in from the thin rain curtain and stumbled to the ground.

The whole body was soaked, the black hair on his head was blown in a mess, and an unruly hairstyle appeared.

With a flap of the wings, the drops of water flew straight, almost hitting Su Li's face.

Yuan Chiu tilted his head, staring at Su Li in a daze.

Dragon veins are not good at recognizing people. The titmouse has forgotten the appearance of Su Li, but the cub’s breath can not admit it. It is like a part of its own territory. The spiritual energy sent to save the dying woman many years ago is now Su Li exists in the body.

"Chirps."

The **** is excited and jumps on the spot desperately.

Su Li returned to Luwei Dang this time, and he didn't see the **** that Moli had said before, "has a relationship with him". He was not surprised, after all, he was not raised at home.

The bird that looks really clever and very different, always likes to wander around itself. But it's not inseparable from myself, every day, the bird wants to find food and asks for a nest occasionally. He has been away for so many days, after a whole autumn and winter, it is not surprising that the **** stop coming to "visit" himself.

Although it's a bit regretful, but... the birds are nothing, even people can't depend on each other to live to the end, why bother for the birds?

At this time, a titmouse that was so embarrassed that he couldn't see the original appearance appeared in front of him. The attitude of not afraid of people, the mellow and long cry, and even the posture of flapping its wings and jumping in place, made the swordsman slam the screen. Stopped breathing.

"Is it...you?"

Su Li tentatively stretched out his hand, and the **** skillfully drilled into his palm, and by the way, he rubbed the water with his cuff as a towel.

"Haw!" The titmouse complained angrily, knowing that Su Li hadn't recognized himself at all.

The knives are very innocent. This kind of birds are everywhere in the mountains, especially near the reeds. They are all rounded bodies supported by two toothpicks on the head of the pot cover of the melon seed!

Oh no, this one is special and the fattest.

Even if it became a drenched bird, its feathers were soaked, and its figure deflated, it was still a distinct ball.

The **** continues to accuse the cub's ungratefulness and will never go back.

Su Li did not understand, she carefully wiped the titmouse, watched the rain stopped outside, and put Yuan Tweet on her shoulder.

There was no one in the mountain, so he didn't need to wear a hat. On his scarred face, there was a smile that he hadn't noticed, and his steps became brisk.

"Alright, shall we go home?"

"Hammer!"

Feiheshan Dragon Vessel flapped its wings dissatisfied.

Silly boy, this mountain is your home.