ecstasy

Gu Tingshuang has not set foot on the ground for four years, and has not been active like this for four years.

He ran everywhere he could with a bit of vicious and indulgent thoughts.

Climb a tree, climb a rockery, dive into a lake, and even roll in the mud once.

The little wolf's spiritual consciousness hidden under his spiritual consciousness was also rejoicing at his happiness.

The two spiritual senses occupy the body of this divine wolf at the same time, and Gu Tingshuang controls its control, and at the same time can feel the changes in the little wolf's own thoughts.

He knew how a little silver wolf liked the feeling of its back gently brushing against the side of the rocks, chasing the scattered sunlight, stepping its paws into the cold spring water, from the tips of its ears to the hairs of its tail, all tingling. A shudder of pleasure.

He can also feel the little wolf's obsession with a certain smell—compared with humans, the sense of smell in the wolf's body is more than ten times magnified. He can smell the fiery red pomegranate flowers above his head that are brewing fruit, the new pomegranate seeds There is still a fresh and astringent sour gas, and there is a sweetness at the bottom of the sour gas.

The garden is full of flowers, such as pomegranates, figs, ginseng trees, linden, and fairy oranges.

When he passed by, he willfully destroyed the perfectly trimmed branches of the sacred tree, shook off the newly formed fruits, and smashed the petals of the branches and petals wantonly.

Chasing rabbits, pouncing sparrows, and even the maids who took care of the garden all screamed and laughed: "The little wolf raised by His Highness is crazy! It's not so noisy like usual!"

The little silver wolf is different from him, because Ning Shiting likes this little wolf cub, and the others are no longer afraid of the identity of the White Wolf God, and they all like this fluffy, harmless little wolf cub.

The two maids took out a few slices of dried meat from their sleeves, held them up in their hands, and tried to lure the silvery white hidden among the trees: "Come on, little wolf, there are delicious things here."

The consciousness of the little wolf in the depths of his spiritual consciousness became more jubilant, and this body couldn't help but feel a little hungry.

But Gu Tingshuang forcefully terminated this desire.

The little white wolf on the tree didn't rush over to eat happily as before, but climbed further, just looked back at them.

The pale wolf's eyes were like glazed amber in the sunlight, extremely beautiful, but with a bit of stubbornness and arrogance.

At that moment, it was like a human eye.

"The little wolf has become a spirit!"

One of the maids observed it and came to this conclusion.

The companion tugged at her sleeve and laughed: "The White Wolf God Clan has the closest spiritual sense, but the little wolf is still so young, so don't be surprised."

They left the jerky where it was, waiting for the little wolf to eat it.

Gu Tingshuang manipulated the wolf body to jump down from the tree, dug a hole in place, picked up the dried meat, but didn't eat it, just buried it in.

"I'll bury the snacks here for you, and allow you to come here to find them later."

The little wolf protested in his spiritual sense, apparently wanting him to eat it for him right now, but he behaved anyway, now the little wolf sent out a signal of grievance.

Gu Tingshuang chose Bigu since he was a child, to avoid emotions and desires, just to prevent himself from remorse because of desires. If his spiritual roots were not abolished later, he would probably be able to practice the way of ruthlessness.

Although the white wolf gods are blessed by gods and demons, as gods and beasts, they still inevitably retain the most primitive nature of beasts-the desire to conquer territory, the desire for food, and the requirements for spouses.

Little by little, he used his spiritual consciousness to fight against the nature in the little wolf's body, and ruled out all these things.Like a most iron-fisted, ruthless and ruthless monarch, he sticks to his principles motionlessly.

Among the aromas in the courtyard, he chased after a scent that did not belong to flowers and fruits.

In the cub's spiritual consciousness, he was especially familiar with this smell.

Among the thousands of smells, only when it faces this kind of breath, some kind of attachment will emerge from the depths of consciousness.

This kind of attachment allowed Gu Tingshuang to see the past in the little wolf's mind, the feeling of being carried back to the nest by a beautiful female wolf in the long night with the full moon hanging high.

The teeth loosely bit the flesh of the back of the neck, as if tightening the lifeblood of the whole body, and took it to a completely warm place.

As the mountain wind blew, the female wolf carried it back to the den with a bit of disgust, but also with a bit of gentleness. Another tall and strong male wolf ran back to the den, licking its hair gently with its rough tongue.

Humans and beasts have different paths, but this feeling made Gu Tingshuang suddenly recall the time before he was ten years old.

It was also a time when there was a moon.

The moment when the princess made moon cakes, held him on her lap, and sang nursery rhymes to him in a gentle voice.

The hand of the only woman in the world who loved him was soft and strong, with a pleasant fragrance.With Koudan's fingertips, she gently pushed aside the puff pastry he didn't like, and fed him the dim sum hidden with caramel and jasmine.

He followed this breath and went into the Herb Garden.

The herb garden of Prince Qing's Mansion covers thousands of miles, collecting all the herbs from the six worlds of Jiuzhou, and there are many places that even the people in this mansion never dare to enter.

He used to take the little wolf here to play, because it was inconvenient to move the wheelchair, so he usually just waited at the gate of the garden.

The little wolf has a deeper memory of this place than he does, and is also very familiar with the routes that all kinds of small animals are familiar with.

After the numerous flower shadows and green trees, the fragrance gradually became stronger, and what caught my eyes was steaming water vapor, and a figure soaking in the spring pool with his back turned to him.

Ning Shiting.

Even though it was blocked by the water mist, he could only see the bare and exposed back half covered by the hair, but one look at the refreshing and blue silver hair, it was undoubtedly him.

Wolf eyes are many times sharper than human eyes, and they can even see clearly the white and moist texture of Ning Shiting's back through the hazy fog.

Gu Tingshuang froze.

He only believed in the little wolf's feelings and wanted to find the source of that breath, but he never thought that in the little wolf's eyes, Ning Shiting could be compared with its "parents".

It has been two years since he picked up this wolf cub from Lingshan and raised it. Ning Shiting has not entered the mansion for less than two months. How did this guy have such deep feelings for him?

The little wolf's spiritual sense seemed to have sensed his emotions, and he shrank into a ball, feeling even more aggrieved.

Unwilling to give up, he searched the little wolf's memory for an impression of himself.

The little wolf's impressions and memories of him were also practiced together with the memory practice in Lingshan.He urged the little wolf's memory, the perspective related to himself, and finally found that the little wolf's impression of him was one of awe and conviction.

A pack of wolves squatted on the edge of the cliff, howling at the moon, and there was a boundless heat wave of lava below.

The little wolf is the only little guy who has just been born, and he can only hang on his parents' necks with milk.

The female wolf took it in her mouth and placed it in the center of the wolf pack. After being bathed in moonlight and lava heat, a pale gap opened in the sky, and it was a huge divine eye.

It is the long-lost eyes of the head wolf of the White Wolf God Clan, which opened in the long night to offer blessings to the new life and recognize the current achievements of the wolves.

Seeing this, Gu Tingshuang was barely satisfied, and stopped thinking about it.

He had been out for a long time, and felt that his spiritual consciousness was a bit seriously consumed, and it was time to go back.

However, just as he turned his head and took the first step, there was suddenly an empty space under him, and the branch on which the little wolf was standing made a crisp "click".

Before Gu Tingshuang could react, the little wolf's whole body had already fallen straight down.

Landing is not enough, the ground just happens to be a slope of white marble, which is used to hold bath incense, and it is so greasy that claws can't hook it at all.The tail flicked, the paws fluttered, and there was no place to rely on.

With a "plop" like this, he rolled directly into the spring pool where Ning Shiting was bathing, splashing a large amount of water.