little spicy jiao

Chapter 122

The man's hoarse and cold voice rang close to his ears, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

Mo Jiaojiao's white ears moved sensitively, and the tips of the ears turned slightly red, spreading to her delicate cheeks.

The young man shrunk his neck subconsciously, and cuddled closer to the man's arms. He was hugged around his waist and stroked soothingly. He simply rubbed his forehead against the man's neck and shoulders, and complained in a soft voice:

"Jiujiu's talking now...is different from before. It always makes Jiao Jiao feel hot. Jiujiu must have done it on purpose."

Dugu Jiu patted the boy on the back when he heard the sound, and did not refute, but asked in a low voice:

"Jiajiao feels uncomfortable?"

"No." Mo Jiaojiao replied in a low voice, blushing cheeks and softly said: "Jiao Jiao likes the way she looked before [-], but she likes the way she is now...Before [-], Jiao Jiao was very painful, but there was something in her eyes. Many things are different now."

The young man stepped back a little while talking, his eyes were moist and lively, fixedly staring at the man's deep black eyes, and said slowly:

"Now Jiujiu... only Jiao Jiao is in his eyes. What Jiao Jiao can see is different. Jiao Jiao likes everything."

"En." Dugu Jiu responded slowly, supported the back of the boy's head and pressed it over, kissed for a moment with his lips touching, then parted again, and said calmly: "As long as you like it, Jiaojiao."

Although the young man is ignorant of worldly affairs, he has a clear mind and has been with Dugu for nine days and nights. He is far more keenly aware of the subtle changes in a man's attitude towards him than others.

In the sea of ​​self-knowledge, when Dugu Jiu vowed to protect Mo Jiaojiao's safety with the way of swordsman for the first time, everything was out of control.

Every compromise and dedication deepens the bond between each other step by step. They have never met each other and have no intersection, to become friends with a big age difference, and then the care and attachment of relatives between the two parties, and finally evolved into each other. only.

Mo Jiaojiao looked at the man who was close at hand with longing eyes, leaned over to touch the man's forehead, looked at each other, and said softly and coquettishly:

"Jiao Jiao feels that Jiujiu and Jiao Jiao have been together not because of fate."

"Huh?" Dugu Jiu caressed the boy's dimples, straightened his waist and hugged the boy's soft waist, brought him into his arms, raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Siyuan and Bie Hejian who were looking around in the Yongzhou Tower not far away. , looked away, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"It's just... Jiujiu and Jiaojiao are together because Jiujiu and Jiaojiao have been working hard. Jiujiu has done a lot of things, and Jiaojiao worked hard to stick to Jiujiu, so they are together." Mo Jiaojiao was a little embarrassed Showing a small smile, he was obviously shy but still seriously said:

"Ordinary people like to say that marriage is destined by heaven, but Jiujiu and Jiaojiao don't believe in heaven, and the way of heaven doesn't tolerate monster races, so this is what Jiaojiao and Jiujiu fought for themselves, not a random fate given by the way of heaven."

"Well, that's exactly the case." Dugu Jiu's eyes were dark, with a calmer and more cautious look than that of a young man, and said: "Everything in the world is mostly man-made, and one's own behavior is determined by one's fate, but it is limited. good."

After finishing speaking, the man leaned over and hugged the frail young man heavily, and said in a low voice, "This seat is right here."

"Okay." Mo Jiaojiao let go of his arms around the man's neck, turned around and walked towards Yongzhou Tower.

Dugu Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Shen Siyuan who was looking at him not far away. Seeing the young man making a gesture, the sword intent in his body suddenly surged, like a huge wave, centered on the sword fairy in black, spreading layer by layer, almost In an instant, the entire Yinshen Valley was under the control of the divine sense and the suppression of the sword.

And the young man who arrived in front of the Yongzhou Tower first looked up at the hazy sky above the mountains in the distance for a while, then folded his hands at his dantian, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the next moment, the majestic demonic power surged up from the young man's height surrounded by the scorching sky fire, and the crimson flame spread along the ruins and reached the horizon.

The endless flames gently licked the young man's body, dyeing the young man in fiery red robes so that his eyebrows became clearer and more holy, as if walking slowly in the light of the fire, wanting to transform the world with his own transparent wisdom the gods.

Amid the turbulent flames, the young man slowly raised his right hand, the tongue of flame winding upwards along the fingertips, and in an instant a red lotus swirled slowly in his white palm.

With a little karmic fire in the core of the red lotus, the petals stretch out, unparalleled in beauty.

The young man walking in the fire followed the guidance of the red lotus, and ended at the Yongzhou Building. He walked calmly, stepping through thousands of karmic fires with every step, and the red lotus was born step by step, exploring the past inch by inch.

At the moment when Mo Jiaojiao closed his eyes, the whistling wind, the melodious birdsong, the chatter of the Biehe Sword and Tunchu Sword all disappeared, leaving only faint waves coming from far and wide from far away. The howling sound of monster beasts, from far to near, swept over the sky and covered the sky, and the sound wave was louder and louder.

That was the call he was most familiar with.

It is the unyielding roar of the souls of the dead and surviving monster races.Even after 18 years, it still stays on this continent without stopping.

The young man frowned tightly, and beads of sweat soon oozed from his forehead, and his raised hand trembled slightly.

The long cry of the monster tribe directly acts on the soul, awakening the inheritance of the race, and at the same time, it also requires extraordinary firm will and belief in order to grasp the most critical guidance.

The young man kept walking, even though his body was slightly pale due to the huge pressure shock, he still listened calmly and carefully.

One step, two steps, three steps.

The mysterious song from the Siren of the West Sea, the melodious ditty from the Forest of Fireflies in the Far North, the continuous singing of leaves from the secret land of the Forest Sea, and the...

In the distant memory, the sleepy nursery rhyme spoken by the white-haired old man was not very proficient...

The flames shot up into the sky, a mischievous and nostalgic smile appeared on the young man's lips, he slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze stayed on an unnamed stone tablet in front of the right.

With a flick of your fingertips, Honglian passed away.Mo Jiaojiao walked up to the stone tablet step by step, knelt down on one knee, wrapped his right hand in flames, and lightly tapped on the already scorched black stone tablet.

In the next moment, a huge pitch-black crack suddenly opened above the stele, and the wind howled for a while, and a powerful suction burst out of the crack, trying to suck the boy who had opened the restriction into it.

The guardian of Tianhuo was eager, and immediately opened the fire net to wrap the thin boy tightly, but the invisible wind was so powerful that it was about to suck the boy in in the blink of an eye.

The moment before Mo Jiaojiao's fiery red robe was completely caught in the cracks, a black figure came quickly, and his powerful arms wrapped around the young man's waist, firmly imprisoning him in his arms.

Immediately afterwards, two entangled figures, one red and one black, disappeared into the crack.At the same time as the two disappeared, the wind suddenly stopped, and the unknown crack disappeared.

Shen Siyuan immediately raised his hand to recall Vientiane that flew out, raised his eyes to look at the completely quiet Yongri Tower, and said inexplicably:

"The warning bell is in the crack."

But as soon as the young man finished speaking, Bie Hejian's frantic voice came over.

"I'm so mad, I was busy throwing Tunchu sword into the crack just now, but I didn't catch up with myself. This Tunchu, I just let it not turn into a chick all day long, but I just don't listen! The point! Shi Shi can't even jump into the crack, and I need to help!"

Shen Siyuan looked over in surprise when he heard the sound, and saw the Biehe sword poking obliquely into the soil, just stopping at the side of the disappearing crack, he couldn't help laughing:

"Bie He, I thought you had already followed Chongrong in. It's a big loss now, Jiaojiao entered the crack, maybe you will double repair with Chongrong, but you missed the only chance to be the chief witness."

"..." Bie Hejian was silent for a moment, then roared: "Am I the kind of spirit sword who only knows about dual cultivation? I have a lot of experience... Oh no, bah bah bah! I don't pay attention to this kind of thing at all! I follow the sword Zun is used as the natal spirit sword, and he wants to follow Sword Zun to kill all directions."

"The Tunchu can also do these things." Shen Siyuan said coolly, stepped forward to inspect the fallen stele, suddenly raised his eyebrows, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the dirt on the surface of the stele, and looked at it A line of words revealed, said with a smile:

"If you want to get rid of the demons in your heart, you have to be full of demons in your mind. What kind of dumb fan is this Yinshen Valley owner playing? Could it be that he wanted Jiao Jiao to satisfy Chongrong? I don't understand how he knew that Chongrong would have a heart today 18 years ago." The devil’s calamity? To be honest, even I can only get a glimpse of the warning thunder calamity Chongrong is facing, Jiao Jiao is the only variable, and the heart demon calamity arises because of him, which is completely out of the category of prophecy.”

"How else can you say that ginger is still old and spicy?" The old god Bie Hejian was there, and said: "With a beard, how can he not compare to your little boy? Don't think I don't know, the owner of Yinshen Valley is better than you and Jian Zundu is a thousand years older."

"...Okay." Shen Siyuan couldn't refute, put away the handkerchief and stood up, "Then let's find out where this spicy old ginger is, we can't see him, maybe the locust tree demon and the others are also Can't see?"

Bie Hejian also flew out excitedly when he heard the words, and said excitedly: "Great, I have long wanted to see the gangsters in Yinshen Valley move bricks, and Yinshen Valley looks like it is now. Don't tire them down, I really look forward to it!"

Shen Siyuan looked at Lingjian's back, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly: "Bie He, after all, he is also Jiao Jiao's elder, do you understand respecting the old and loving the young? Looking back, Jiao Jiao came out and saw it, and moved bricks along with him, Then you will regret it."

Bie He, who was flying forward, suddenly stopped, and suddenly remembered the scene when he was grabbed by the five-year-old Mo Jiaojiao to dig the soil and plant herbs, and he let out a long sigh.

***

And far away in the West Sea, on a calm and peaceful island, a locust tree demon with white hair and waist is sitting on a huge piranha flower leaf, looking up to the other side of the sea, muttering:

"I don't know if Jiaojiao has found the warning bell... The squirrel demon hasn't written for many days, so I wonder if he has persuaded the ghost world to help? He didn't want to take the ghost soldiers to the hidden god valley in advance while we were not paying attention. ?”

As soon as the words fell, the man-eating flower grinned and said in a rough voice:

"Not so fast. It took us almost a month to convince the Kraken clan to fight against the heavens together. Reed has just arrived at the giant clan's territory, and negotiations have not yet started. With Senhu and Squirrel's footsteps, they want to Instigate dwarves and elves to do bad things, how can one be so quick to fool the ghost world?"

The locust tree demon folded his arms and sneered, saying:

"Before I came here, that is, a month ago, you didn't see the siren leader for two months. That's fine, what do you mean by inciting other races to do bad things? Now that Shentuzi is awakened, the mainland creatures It’s time to join forces with the enemy and take advantage of the situation to bring down the Dao of Heaven. Hidden God Valley is not some evil organization.”