Fairy Citrus

The only one who can make the masters of the main city work together to create a shield formation is the World Lord.

He Chengqi tried to get in touch with him, but in the end he found nothing, so he had to go back home temporarily.

When entering the fairy space again, Mo Fang looked at He Chengqi who was in deep thought.

He found a strand of messy hair falling down Xiaohe's cheek.That should be the result of the chaos.

After Mo Fang found out, he stretched out his hand, lifted it, and pinned it behind He Chengqi's ear.

He Chengqi turned his head and smiled at him.

Mo Fang suddenly realized that he was so familiar with this face—far more familiar than he had imagined before.

His thoughts went back to ten thousand years ago.

At that time, for the benefit of the family, his father wanted to marry Miss Shanjia, so he framed his mother as a criminal lover and forced her to hang herself.

Mo Fang, who was only four years old, instinctively felt that he needed to escape as soon as possible.

He couldn't recall the process of leaving home, but he only vaguely remembered that his hands were covered with red liquid, and the house slaves screamed in panic.

For the next three years, he hid in the mountains and forests.

He survived the harsh environment.

He calmly accepted himself and adapted to himself.

He merged with nature, and nature gave him more.

In winter, he watched the creek freeze and everything was white, and he somehow understood the spirituality of ice and snow.

So when he walked barefoot in the snow, he would not feel cold, and he would not be sunburned under the direct sunlight in summer.A strange aura emanated from his body, which made the beasts dare not approach him.

Then one day, he met He Chengqi on the edge of the cliff.

At that time, Xiaohe also had slightly messy hair.

He just stood there with his hands pinning his hair behind his ears, looking down at the cliff, swallowing.

As he stepped out, Moman swooped down and grabbed his arm.

The two children fell off the cliff.The stream below suddenly seemed to be going against the law of the sky, concentrating in one place, gushing upwards, catching their small bodies, and carrying them down slowly.

On the gushing water bed, Xiaohe looked at the boy in front of him in astonishment.

"My name is Mo Fang, how about you?"

Facing Mo Fang's first question, He Chengqi did not answer.He stood in the shallow creek that reached his knees, still combing his messy hair.

Mo Fang didn't know what that meant, but felt that the mood of this kid of the same age was messier than that of his hair.

So he stretched out his hand and helped Xiaohe to comb his hair. At the same time, his eyes passed Xiaohe's shoulder and fell on the citrus tree.

What did he think of.

Tangerines, Herbs and Snow...

He thought, thought, and moved his hands.

That was his first attempt at making vanilla citrus snow.

But when he rolled them with a big leaf and handed them to He Chengqi, He Chengqi slapped them over.

"Go away!"

Mo Fang was not angry.

Because from the first time he saw He Chengqi, he had a wonderful sense of communication with He Chengqi.He looked at He Chengqi as if he was looking at himself.

He knew that the child opposite must have experienced something to be in this state.

When he was thinking, He Chengqi pushed him, looked at him - looked at the orange snow on his clothes, feet and the ground.

"I'm sorry..." In the end, He Chengqi seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, so he lowered his head and apologized, "I'm sorry...!"

"Just make another one." Mo Fang waved his hand.

Not long after, the two children sat under the cliff and ate mandarin snow together.

Xiaohe seemed to have been hungry for a long time, so he was devouring it hungrily.When he reluctantly licked the sweetness left on the snow-wrapped leaves, Mo Man asked cautiously, "Is it delicious?"

"Mmmmmmmm!" He Chengqi nodded, and said again after a long time, "Delicious!"

"I can still make it for you in the future. By the way, I can also cook boiled fish, boiled hare, wild duck, and wild boar legs..."

"Why are they boiled?"

"Bake it too! But I haven't tried it yet! I will, though! As long as you stop doing that."

"No more?"

"Suicide."

"Who's going to kill himself!" He Chengqi pushed Mo Fang again, and said, "I'm just practicing kung fu."

"Oh... practice, there is something like that."

"Of course! My sword skills are very good!" The young He Chengqi suddenly pulled out a knife from his clothes.

The blade is very sharp, even a little dazzling under the sun.Mo Fang narrowed his eyes.

"Let me tell you, I have defeated many people!" He Chengqi put the knife away, "I am the strongest among my brothers. They can't beat me..."

The tone of showing off, for some reason, suddenly turned to sadness.

"I beat them all. I...killed them..." At this point, the child hugged his legs and put his face on his knees.There was great pain in his voice.Strangely, he didn't cry.

"Hey..." Mo Fang stretched out his hand and patted He Chengqi's back, "You didn't kill them, did you?"

"I killed them!"

"Then they were killed by others. How about... I help you avenge them?" Mo Fang asked tentatively.

"Stop talking!" He Chengqi said loudly.

"Then, can I be your brother from now on?"

"Don't! You will be killed by me too!"

"No! Absolutely not. I don't die that easily. Even if you can defeat me, I won't be killed by others!"

"Then...then it's settled." After a long while, Xiaohe finally looked at him again, "Even if you are defeated, you must never die—never die."

"Yeah, I'll never die!" Mo Man nodded without thinking, and agreed.

And Xiaohe didn't care about the practicability of this phrase at all.

"Actually, I haven't talked to my brothers much." Xiaohe said again, "I've never talked so much to people in one breath."

"I haven't seen you for a long time!" Mo Mian was very happy to find a common ground.

"Then we shouldn't be called brothers. Besides, we weren't blood brothers in the first place."

"Although they are not brothers, they can be called brothers. By the way, how old are you?"

"I—actually I don't know."

"It's okay. I also forgot when I was born, so you can just call me Brother Mo."

"Well, brother Mo, your surname is Mo? Is your father also surnamed Mo?"

"Mo is my mother's surname. My father—he probably wouldn't want to have a son like me. Leaving that aside, what's your name?"

"I don't have a name." He Chengqi thought for a long time, and finally shook his head.

They were like this at the beginning of their acquaintance.

One person bears his mother's surname, and the other person doesn't even have a name.

One cannot remember when he was born, and one never knows when he was born.

But it is obvious that they are all seven or eight years old.Their past can be described as cloudy.But their meeting and acquaintance brought back their innocence.

During that whole year, they ran and played in the jungle to their heart's content.When I was tired from playing, I lay down on the lawn to rest.When you are hungry, go catch fish, pick mushrooms, or go to the set traps to catch all kinds of game.

He Chengqi taught Mo Fang to barbecue meat, and Mo Fang taught He Chengqi to cook soup.

On a summer afternoon, the two of them were lying under a big tree to enjoy the shade. Mo Fang used a dead branch to draw an animal casually.

"This is a crane." He Chengqi pointed to it and said.

"I saw it once in the garden when I was very young."

"I've only seen them once or twice." He Chengqi nodded and said, "Do you like them?"

"I like it, how about you?"

"I like it too! Then I will use it as my name in the future."

"Okay, then you will be Xiaohe."

"Yeah, I'm Xiaohe!"

That is the origin of He Chengqi's surname.

This surname seemed careless, but to him, it was extremely precious.

……

In the fairy space of the current world, He Chengqi looked back at Mo Fang.

Their minds have always communicated with each other.When Mo Fang's memory came back, that scene after scene also appeared in He Chengqi's mind.

They looked at each other and smiled, and sat down together again.

No matter what the fate of Xiujie is, they will be together like this, just as they once said...

The main city of swords and swords has been closed.Everyone has no choice but to wait.

So He Chengqi and the bandits continued to monitor the inspiration grass on the brother's mountain, and kept an eye on the situation in the main city. Mo Fang returned to the mountain and became his sword master every day.When they are free, everyone still gathers to drink, rub Xianma, and enjoy life as always.

In a blink of an eye, the New Year is approaching, and it is snowing heavily.

On the Mountain of Brothers, the outbreak of resentment has passed, but nothing happened.

"This... Are those resentment objects holding back and waiting, and then suddenly, something big will happen?" The bandits had doubts because of this.

"This possibility is unlikely." He Chengqi said.

He is very clear that the reason why there are no resentment artifacts on Brothers Mountain is because the resentment artifacts are all trapped in the main city of swords and swords.

The shield formation set up by the world lord blocked Pei Bifeng's formation, preventing its effectiveness from spreading to other regions. At the same time, it also controlled the gates of the underworld that produced resentment, so that those gates could not be opened elsewhere for the time being.

However, as time goes by, the shield array will always lose its effectiveness.What the World Lord did was obviously just a stopgap measure.

So what is the plan of the world master?Where will the main city develop?He Chengqi cannot be determined for the time being.

He Chengqi and the bandits were not the only ones who were worried about the situation in the main city.

When he first heard the news that the main city was sealed off, Young Master Xiao Yu almost went crazy.He opened his arms and wanted to shout, but in the end the bandits on the mountain were busy with their own affairs and had no time to pay attention to him, so he had to give up.

After a few more days, he was able to get out of bed and walk around, so he clamored to do something for everyone. Seeing that there was no place in the cave that needed him, he took out his body bag and asked the bandits to accept him as a gift for the next few days. remuneration.

Unexpectedly, the bandits are richer than him, the famous son, and they don't need his money at all.

"If you are determined to find something to do, you might as well go to the town of Brother Mo at the foot of the mountain. Brother Mo is the master of swordsmanship in the town, and he may be able to find some interesting jobs for you." Seeing that he was in a state of panic all day long, He Chengqi did so. suggested.

Young Master Yu accepted He Chengqi's suggestion.

Mr. Yu went down the mountain, and then...

This first month is unusual for Brother Town.

Although due to the maintenance of righteous people around, this place is still in a stable and peaceful state.But after the news came from the main city, the townspeople also panicked.They are worried that if things go on like this, the world of sword cultivation will eventually fall into chaos.

In such a shadow, no one is in the mood to preside over temple fairs and New Year celebrations.

On New Year's Eve, there were many fewer people who came out to set off fireworks than in previous years.

but……

Among the sparse fireworks, the exciting and rhythmic music gradually sounded.

The townspeople walked out of their homes upon hearing this.

He Chengqi and the bandits also changed into ordinary clothes and went down the mountain with Mo Fang to watch.

They saw Mr. Yu and his efforts.

It was an extremely subtle, but heart-warming thing.