The full-level village is beautiful and fierce

Autumn in the Great Xia Dynasty was always cool, but the heat in Lingshan was unbearable.

The lush dense forest has countless tall trees that reach into the sky and embrace each other, and the streams that criss-cross in this dense forest are dotted on the mountains like ribbons.

The sound of the gurgling stream and the chirping of the birds echoed each other, which quickly made the silent forest noisy and lively.

Xia Wangmu has been in this dense forest for half a month. During this half month, except for the first time when he went up to the mountain to meet Dawu Yong, the rest of the time he could only see how the birds in the mountains flew over his head .

"Is it so difficult to invite the descendants of Pangu?" Xia Wangmu had a hint of helplessness on his lips, and felt a little funny, "This is the first time I want to meet someone, but I can only follow the little animal from a distance. one side."

The unprecedented experience should have made Xia Wangmu aroused raging anger, and then led his troops to completely flatten this mountain range.

But the person he saw from afar was like the breeze and the moon, gentle and amiable, the fire that had inadvertently risen in his heart was extinguished by the ice water, and an unprecedented warm current flowed in his heart, making him very warm all over his body Comfortable.

So he endured the infestation of snakes, insects, rats and ants in the mountains, and patiently stayed in the mountains for half a month, the purpose of which was to see that person again.

But for half a month, no matter how he behaved in the mountains, that man was like a sleeping old turtle, not only shrunk himself into his shell so that no one could see him, but also made him wait there helplessly.

No matter how good Xia Wangmu's endurance was, he was about to be exhausted at this moment, and the squirrel who was guarding him could truly feel the flames that were about to burst out of his heart, and a heart instantly rose into his throat.

But after a while, he noticed that Xia Wangmu's anger was pouring down like a stream, and the emotion in his heart was a little inexplicable.

It's just that the two emotions collided, and the squirrel's face was full of entanglement.

After all, how Xia Wangmu persuaded the Great Witch of Yongshi to cut off the dragon's vein back then, he had only heard about it but never seen it with his own eyes.

Now that he has a foot in this illusion, how can he figure out how things will develop after that?

Facing Xia Wangmu's capricious emotions, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

But no matter what he thinks, some things are already in front of him. If he doesn't try to do things perfectly, Qi Ling, who has been staring at the illusion, will definitely laugh at him.

When Tan Tianci receives the news, he will definitely think that he is not doing well.

But he thought about everything vividly, and didn't know how to start.

As a last resort, he could only tentatively remind Xia Wangmu that they had been out for a while, and if they didn't go back as soon as possible, the warlocks in the imperial capital would definitely make some troubles.

Xia Wangmu exuded indifference, "Before I followed you to this mountain range, I entrusted my younger brother to take charge of the power. If those warlocks with bad intentions really have other intentions, I will take this opportunity to completely eradicate them .”

Hearing the coldness and murderous intent in his words, the squirrel couldn't help shaking its body.

At this time, a blue bird spread its wings and sang on the big tree in the distance.

Its singing is particularly crisp and pleasant, Xia Wangmu admired it for a while and suddenly said: "The great witch Yongshi listens to the singing of these birds every day, doesn't he find it noisy? Or is it that he is completely used to the noisy singing of these birds?" .”

Thinking of Yong Shi listening to these bird calls repeatedly day and night, he couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know how lonely it would be for someone with such a noble status to stay alone in this mountain!

The squirrel didn't need to look at Xia Wangmu's face to know what he was thinking.

He really wanted to tell Xia Wangmu that it was worth their time for an existence like Yongshi to be able to pursue the Dao and achieve the detachment of life.

But thinking that Xia Wangmu only cares about the present moment, regardless of whether he will be violent after death or not.

He didn't have the patience to understand what longevity meant to warlocks, he only knew that these warlocks did all kinds of evil for their own selfish desires.

He would rather risk his life than teach these warlocks a lesson they will never forget.

Therefore, after the squirrel's thoughts changed rapidly, he really didn't want to run into trouble at this time.

He was happy to advise Xia Wangmu, so that he could meet the great witch Yongshi in advance to realize his dream.

When he was about to speak, Xia Wangmu suddenly thought of something and directly ordered the squirrel to stay where he was, and he turned a corner and left here and soon disappeared.

The squirrel felt a little strange and subconsciously wanted to keep up.

As soon as he took two steps, he found himself imprisoned in place by an invisible force.

"What's going on?" His heart sank suddenly, but his hands were changing gestures, trying to resist the invisible force that blocked him.

But he found that no matter how he fought back, the power pressing on him always existed.

Not only was he unable to move it away, but he was almost unable to lift his breath when he was subjected to the most severe torture, so he just changed back to his original shape and was completely out of his wits.

"Qi Ling, is this what you did to me?"

Unable to understand what is going on now, Squirrel immediately sent a sound transmission to Qi Ling, hoping that he could give him some convenience.

But Qi Ling didn't say a word for a long time, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, a scarlet bird flew down in front of him, its sharp and sharp claws tightly grasped the grass on the ground, and then its pair of bird eyes stared at the squirrel like knives.

Cuckooing a few times, the red bird suddenly spread its wings and flew high.

Before the squirrel had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the white-robed fairy with a cool temperament came stepping on the wind. The whole world seemed to be bound by a gentle wind, and no creature could escape from the white-robed fairy's nose.

How can it be?Seeing the gaze projected towards him, the squirrel was surprised and surprised.

Isn't what he entered into an illusion?Why did the Great Witch Yongshi notice his existence.

Could it be that this so-called illusion is not an illusion woven by Qi Ling, but directly extracted from the most indelible memory deep in Xiao Mu's soul?

With such a guess in his heart, the alarm bells in Squirrel's heart rang.

After all, Xiao Mu is not an ordinary person. His memory has been tampered with. When he fully awakens, he will definitely find someone to settle the old score.

If he is accidentally hated by him...

The squirrel's thoughts turned to this, and he felt very uneasy.

He immediately erased the memory of his reality, tilted his head and fell straight on the ground, pretending to be weak and innocent, and looked at the white-robed fairy who stopped with the wind foolishly.

"It's actually a little squirrel?" Yong Shi said with a gentle expression, "It obviously had a strange aura before, why did it suddenly disappear?"

The squirrel's eyes were full of blankness, like an ordinary beast without psychic intelligence.

Seeing that it didn't respond, Yong Shi smiled softly on his face.

The next moment he hugged the squirrel in his arms, and flashed back to the small villa with carved beams and painted buildings, exquisite pavilions and pavilions.

Not long after I came back, ancient music like a storm suddenly played.

When Yongshi swept his consciousness outside, he saw Xia Wangmu playing the Guqin outside the villa.

"It's really unexpected to me that a king likes Lai Pi like a child."

Yong Shi listened to the music for a while, and wanted to wave Xia Wangmu back to the imperial capital, but he didn't expect the music to change at this time.

He heard that this music was the courtship music in the Book of Songs, and when he took a deep look into the distance, he completely isolated the villa.

So Xia Wangmu played all the music carefully prepared for the birds that fell beside him.

But after a few days, he realized that it didn't seem to have much effect. He was neither discouraged nor annoyed. Instead, he imitated the small animals in the mountains to pick flowers and fruits from the dense forest, and skillfully arranged them in a row to give to Yongshi.

It's a pity that he stayed in this mountain range for another month, but he didn't see Yong Shi either.

And there was another letter from the imperial capital, and he had to put aside the matter here and rush back to deal with it.

Even so, he did not give up the idea of ​​meeting Yong Shi.

So for the next five years, he ran amok like a brat, causing Yong Shi's cold and hard heart to gradually soften.

On the third day of March in the sixth year, the torrential rain continued for several days, but it never stopped.

Yong Shi pushed open the window, glanced coldly outside, noticed the unspeakable speed of the rain, and frowned indiscernibly.

At this time, Chiniao broke through the rain and came with a letter.

Yong Shi took the letter from it, and when he saw that the handwriting on the letter came from Xia Wangmu who couldn't get rid of it like a dog's skin plaster these years.

He raised his lips and smiled: "This man is really interesting."

After finishing the letter and teasing the squirrel with his hands, Yong Shi went back to the desk and picked up a brush to draw a few random sketches on the white paper next to him.

At the end of the outline, he suddenly stopped writing and raised his eyes to look at the pouring rain outside.

"With such a heavy rain, if that man comes again, the animals in this mountain will probably keep him in captivity as a food reserve."

Chi Niao heard the worry in his words, and immediately turned into a human form, with a blushing face and said: "Does the great witch want him to enter the villa? I can lead him the way."

Yong Shi frowned slightly: "This time...he won't come in person."

Just now his mind was moved, even if Xia Wangmu had a life-and-death calamity, it would be a blessing if he passed it.

For some reason, Yong Shi didn't want to think about that possibility.

Seeing him falling into silence, Chiniao felt some subtle emotions in his heart when he thought of the rumor that Xia Wangmu was obsessed with the immortal and tried to bring the immortal back to the palace.

"I think that no matter what danger he encounters, he will hold his breath and come to see the great witch."

"A mortal's life is very short, and as the king of a dynasty, if he is dedicated to the people, his life span will become extremely short. Therefore, if Xia Wangmu has the heart, he should not come to me again."

Yong Shi seemed to be speaking to himself, his voice was extremely low.

Chiniao held back his smile, and said seriously: "But he has been here for more than half a year, and if he doesn't come for a while, or for a long time, will the big witch not get used to it?"

"No." Yong Shi handed her the blank paper and asked her to go to the imperial capital, "He is Nan Yin's apprentice, I handwritten a letter to Nan Yin, he will definitely restrain his apprentice."

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