Ji Yaoguang As soon as he said these words, he realized that something was wrong, and his pretty face turned red.
This was the first time in more than twenty years that she was so shy. Her heart was pounding nervously and her mind was in a mess.
"This is what is written in the book... the deer bumping into each other?" Ji Yaoguang had such a strange idea, and then rejected it fiercely.
If the deer really collided in this way, I'm afraid it would be killed on a tree on the spot...
She found to her chagrin that she was confused and didn't know what she was thinking about.
Lin Fei turned around, his eyes full of admiration and remembrance of beauty. There was also a hint of affection and nostalgia, but there was no evil thought.
If he was that kind of person, Ji Yaoguang would have been eaten up by him until all his bones were left.
Lin Fei gently covered her back with one hand, feeling smooth and delicate, like fine silk.
However, Ji Yaoguang's reaction was a bit exaggerated. He immediately trembled unnaturally and let out an exclamation.
At this moment, her melodious voice echoed in the hall, making her so embarrassed that she almost wanted to die.
Lin Fei was quite helpless, and just as he was about to calm her down with a gentle voice, he saw Wu Moling barging in directly. "Sister Yaoguang, you--ah!"
Wu Moling's words stopped suddenly, as if he was struck by thunder on the spot, and his whole body froze.
She looked at this scene in shock, her eyes almost bulging out.
What's going on here?!
Sister Yaoguang is lying on the sofa, taking off her top, and the master is still touching her back...
Could it be that they couldn't help but do something while sitting on the sofa in the living room in broad daylight?
This is developing too fast. Why am I not mentally prepared at all?
"I'm sorry, Master, Sister Yaoguang, I came at a bad time and disturbed you!" Wu Moling's reaction was not unpleasant, and he didn't dare to get to the bottom of it. He just hated himself for being so ignorant and disturbing them.
"Moling, it's not what you think!" Ji Yaoguang's heart almost collapsed, and naturally she understood what she had misunderstood.
However, Wu Moling only said a perfunctory "hmm" twice. "I know, I know, I'm going down first!"
From the looks of it, it was obvious that he didn't listen.
Lin Fei also burst into laughter, but just shook his head and didn't take it to heart.
Ji Yaoguang can't hold it any longer.
She was already extremely nervous and worried, but when such an episode happened again, she immediately wanted to retreat.
However, Lin Fei saw through Ji Yaoguang's thoughts, and sighed softly, and the emerald green light spread like water waves slowly.
Like the waves caressing the beach gently and delicately, the breeze is not dry, the wind is light and the clouds are light.
Ji Yaoguang actually calmed down slowly, and felt an unprecedented peace of mind.
Forget about things and myself, enter the Tao and enter concentration.
But soon, she couldn't help but make an imaginative sound. Under the effect of the I Ching cutting marrow, Ji Yaoguang's whole body was sore and unbearable, and she even started to struggle, dripping with sweat.
When Wu Moling downstairs heard this noise, he looked at the ceiling with an even weirder expression.
Oh my god, are their fights so fierce?
Hey, I'm so embarrassed just thinking about that scene!
When the sky was dark, Bai Pojun appeared at the intersection of Western Shu Province and Yundian Province.
The mountains here are rolling, and the ancient trees are towering to the sky. Each tree is often as thick as two or three people hugging each other, and vines as thick as arms are wrapped around them, and their roots are intertwined.
The place is hot and humid, with miasma in many areas, and venomous snakes and insects are common.
A venomous snake with white and black rings all over its body was coiled on the branch. It was as thick as an adult's arm and had nine large scales on its back. At this time, it was staring at Bai Pojun coming from the path below, hissing and spitting out the message.
Bungarus snake, Huaxia One of the ten most venomous snakes.
However, its eyes are red and bloodthirsty, and its body is huge. It is obvious that it has undergone a certain degree of mutation in the special growth environment.
The moment Bai Pojun passed under the tree, it suddenly ejected from the tree, and its fangs bit Bai Pojun's neck accurately!
However, in an instant, Bai Pojun just snorted coldly, grabbed the two sections of the bungara snake, and pulled hard.
With a "pop" sound, the flexible body of the bungara snake was torn into two pieces, exposing the snow-white snake meat, and the snake's blood also dripped down.
"I was very angry, but you came up to me." Bai Pojun looked gloomy and threw the two pieces of snake meat aside.
His trouser pockets were bulging, and he was carrying a box containing the ashes of Bai Poju.
Bai Pojun was thinking before that even the ashes produced by burning a small tree would probably be more than the ashes of Bai Poju.
How could such a living person, and such a powerful Grandmaster, turn into such a little bit of ashes?
Bai Pojun took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. There was no one around here, and there was no need to hide the sorrow and hatred on his face.
After calming down his emotions for a while, he continued to move forward, and soon passed through a miasma forest area. Bai Pojun relied on Grandmaster's physical strength to rush in without even stimulating Protective Gang Qi.
Walking out of the miasma forest, you will find a valley area.
There are some stilted buildings in the valley and the surrounding mountains. The style of the ethnic minorities is very distinctive. This is a custom that has been inherited from ancient times. In those days, the place was more dangerous. In order to prevent poisonous insects and beasts, stilted buildings were commonly used to make homes. A lot of debris can often be placed under the floor slabs.
Under the stilted buildings in this area, there are almost all densely packed jars.
Bai Pojun knows that it is a poisonous insect raised by the tribe.
There is a huge altar in the center of the valley, made of loess and stones. Not only is the dry loess full of cracks, but even the huge stones have many traces of cracks, full of the mottled atmosphere of the vicissitudes of time.
There is a flag in the middle of the altar, made of bamboo poles, animal skins, and animal blood. One side is painted with the word "Di", and the other side is painted with the word "".
There is no word "" alone.
This is Di People's Ancestral Land.
Bai Pojun looked at the flag fluttering in the wind, his eyes lingered on the word "green" for a long time, and he sneered.
"Bai Pojun, why are you back?" A hunchbacked old man walked over tremblingly on crutches.
His face was smeared with charcoal dust, forming a tattoo-like pattern. He was dressed in old coarse linen clothes, a typical ethnic minority cross-collar clothing system, and he also wore a felt hat on his head with a few eagle feathers inserted into it.
Just by looking at the shape of this hat, people might mistake it for an Indian.
Di People Great Elder, Qing Meng.
"Bai Poju is dead. I want the whole village to hold a soul sacrifice for him." Bai Pojun said in a deep voice.
"Dead?" Qing Meng was a little surprised, but he sighed after all, "Poju is one of the core people of Bai family. He has also helped Qing family a lot over the years, so he deserves this gift."
Bai Pojun said "hmm".
He put his hand in his trouser pocket and clutched the ring tightly.
It's so hot.