Waste Strong Foundation

"Hey, when do you want to remember?"

The leader of the hunters looked around and said that they had to go out of the city to check the traps as soon as possible, otherwise some prey would run away when the sun was bright.

He moved his throat to spit out a mouthful of phlegm, stepped on the phlegm into the muddy loess with straw sandals, rubbed his rough cheeks, and urged:

"Where did the mountain god go? As long as I know this, I will clean it up immediately."

A total of eight hunters, in their early 30s, carried bow and arrow ropes and bone knives, and each carried a leather bag full of dry food across their shoulders.

In addition to slaves, hunters occasionally stepped on the road leading to the outside of the city to make some cover in order to steal their prey.

The old man replied dubiously: "I saw him going there, with five slaves by his side. I'd better go back and look for..."

The hunter pressed the old man's shoulders to prevent him from moving, "It will be too late. The escaped mountain god will be handed over to our hunting team, it's the same."

Boom, boom, boom!The bushes were overwhelmed with lumbering haste.

Fei Mingqiu let go of Shang Yuan's hand, his eyes were sweating from the heat, and he vaguely saw a brown wild boar jumping into the back of the tree.

He looked at Shang Yuan repeatedly, and for some reason, he looked happily, and his dizzy spirit suddenly improved a lot.

I don't know what the "past events" he remembered were like in Shang Yuan's place.

Time flies, and 1 or 10 years are memories that can be summed up in one sentence; although the days of reuniting with Shang Yuan are short, they are extraordinarily fresh, like the cold wind blowing in from the glass window of a stuffy kitchen, woo woo The wind cools the arms sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

His heart was pounding, his cold eyes became gentle and slack, and he raised his hand to wipe the hot air he breathed——

What is this doing?What does this mean?

Fei Mingqiu couldn't tell.

He's a little downcast, a little disheartened, ah, he means, it seems like he didn't understand what it's like to be in love until today.

He trusted him, and he always believed that they would meet again.

He is more dependent on him, and the moment he sees the other party, he can pick up the pain and troubles and appreciate it happily.

The Queen Mother of the West bribes and his poems and novels are full of crescent moons, willows, spring breeze and dusk, lost to the nervous glance in the drizzle.

Seeing that Shang Yuan was still alive, Fei Mingqiu could finally let go of his worries hanging in the air.

He gasped in vain.

Without further ado, Shang Yuan took off his shirt and put it on Fei Mingqiu, and asked, "Why did you come to Danzhu's tribe?"

Fei Mingqiu had difficulty breathing, pulled down the hem of his clothes, and waited eagerly for Shang Yuan, only to receive a non-aggressive sneer.

Well, since he and Shang Yuan must have one without pants, there is no need to take the opportunity——

Shang Yuan knelt down to look at Fei Mingqiu's legs and ankles, pinched them familiarly, and asked who did it.

Fei Mingqiu: "Since you already know that this is Danzhu's territory...it's okay, when my supernatural powers recover, I'll chop him a few times too."

The Cerberus that rolled away was very dog-legged, and Jijigugu split into eight big dogs that were as tall as a person, and spread out to patrol the surrounding area.

Although the five slaves were controlled by Fei Mingqiu's all-in-one thought, they couldn't restrain their fear of wild dogs, and their legs trembled non-stop.

Fei Mingqiu narrowed his eyes, "Shang Yuan, are these people shaking?"

"So what? You don't move."

Seeing that Fei Mingqiu was burning badly, Shang Yuan helped him to sit on the threshold of the ghost gate, and quickly explained the follow-up of Baimin's Kingdom with a few words.

Especially after he got a new body, he couldn't find anyone, so he reached a deal with the ghost mother to exchange two volumes of Taishi pens for an exact position.

Fei Mingqiu understood Ghost Mother's intentions in a blink of an eye, "It's okay...she has a dark spirit, and it is not impossible to refine Taishibi."

The Taishi pen is an artifact from Kunlun Mountains, which is related to the life and death of the gods, including the mother of ghosts.

It's normal for the ghost mother to be greedy for it, she didn't dare to blatantly "rebel" and snatch Dijun's things before.

Anyway, the current level of the ghost mother is not high. Even if she spends thousands of years of refining and successfully possesses it, it is still difficult to create a natural disaster.

Shang Yuan nodded in agreement, and lightly stroked Fei Mingqiu's hot wrist, "Is there something wrong with your mortal body this time?"

Fei Mingqiu: "Yeah——huh? How, how do you say you have a mortal body? You, you too?"

It's a pity that when he was Kunlun, he never called Kaimingjun's name, and was misled by Fenghuang, always calling "that who" to show intimacy.

Thinking about it now, the intimacy of shit!

No wonder the two idiots sat on the top of the mountain all day long and watched the stars and the sun and the moon turning around, but they didn't get the hang of it!

Right now, he knew that Fenghuang was lying to him, so he laughed angrily, he hesitated and couldn't think of how to address him.

Shang Yuan changed the tiger jade pendant tied to his wrist, "I've almost recovered, leaving a ray of spirit in Kunlun Mountain."

Fei Mingqiu blinked, and replied slowly: "Oh, then let's go back and get it."

Shang Yuan chuckled noncommittally, and turned to look at Fei Mingqiu's flushed neck.

The male protagonists of popular adventure novels always go on the evil path of picking up leaks, and step by step "down-to-earth" to reach the pinnacle of life.

Fei Mingqiu immediately sensed Shang Yuan's intentions because he was bestowed with a lot of divine power by the friendship of the gods he had known in his "previous life" several times.

Moving?

I don't dare to move.

Fei Mingqiu coughed twice, "What are you doing? I escaped. Danzhu will kill two mountain gods tonight. Let's find a way to rescue them. It is best to set Danzhu in the formation of each tribe together." Destroyed, shattered his dream of connecting with Di Jun."

Shang Yuan stared at him, "Okay."

Fei Mingqiu clutched the back of his neck with difficulty, "Where's the ghost mother?"

Shang Yuan said with a dark face: "When she positioned herself, she had a misunderstanding with me. I broke her left palm, and she will come right away."

Fei Mingqiu: "..." It should not be a small misunderstanding.You guys are fighting again!

Shang Yuan: "You mean that Dan Zhu has contacts with Di Jun? Hmph, just right."

"What good?"

"Do you remember Nuwa in the tablet of the god summoned by the boy of the Lord of the White People? Dijun ate Nuwa's remains to inherit her divine power. Not only Nuwa, but according to the confession of the ghost mother, the gods entered the realm of God with Dijun Later, it contributed a part of Dijun's soul that is as huge as the sea."

Fei Mingqiu was taken aback, and murmured: "The tail must be broken, and the tail cannot be dropped. In this case, Di Jun may not be able to appear in the world with his real body."

Shang Yuan nodded, "He's too greedy to make himself cocooned, it's good, he gave both of us a chance to breathe. There are very few gods left in the world now, so we can only trick Di Jun down again and again, and kill his clones repeatedly until he The god ranks are crumbling, it's unbearable..."

Fei Mingqiu: "And you took away three parts of his soul in the Kingdom of Baimin. If he can appear in real body, we may kill him!"

That's enough to say!

He made a big cake and put it in front of his eyes, so excited that Fei Mingqiu almost forgot the burning pain in his bones.

Shang Yuan smiled at him, took advantage of his height to hold down his struggling shoulder, and dipped his index finger into the moist and thin water stains on the young man's neck.

The skin in the high fever state is extremely sensitive, Fei Mingqiu subconsciously put his hands on the back of his neck to prevent Shang Yuan from biting people to give him supernatural power.

It's not that he's being self-indulgent.

He recalled some pictures from the limited "past events".

So he was ridiculed by Shang Yuan again.

"You want to stop me?"

"I……"

The fiery and violent yang energy turned into flocculent light and shadow at the man's fingertips, and fell lightly on the young man's eyebrows, writing a continuous Chinese character Wang.

Fei Mingqiu covered his forehead expressionlessly: "—cough."

This way of gifting divine power is much more civilized and hygienic than Fuxi biting his fingertips. If it is not used on him, it is worth promoting.

But, but.

He is not Qingyuan, and the door of life is not between the eyebrows, but at this moment, he feels that something has hit his soul with a bang, and he almost jumped up to punch Shang Yuan.

At this moment, the Cerberus, which was as tall as an adult, suddenly yelled.

……

Fei Mingqiu sat on the threshold to rest, and soon saw Shang Yuan bring back a group of middle-aged hunters who were so frightened that they smelled like urine.

The old man who piously built stones and prayed to God was also among them.

The old man's wrinkled face was bloodless, and he muttered "the red-faced snake god" in a low voice, and was warned by the hellhound who arched his back viciously.

There is a lot of miasma in the south, and Zhulong is the god with the highest personality in the south. It is difficult to ask him to show up.

Fei Mingqiu looked at these slaves and hunters and had an idea.

Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while.

Didn't the players make rebellions every day and want to push the king's city to send Dayu to the throne? The king's city is gone, and there are still several cities in Danzhu.