little spicy jiao

Chapter 101

In the small attic, a chubby child who was only three years old grabbed his thick sleeves and wiped his tears earnestly. His big eyes were black and round, transparent and clear.

One stroke at a time, he drew down every demon clan in the Yinshen Valley in his memory without proficiency, as if he was worried that he would really forget it one day.

However, when the mountains and rivers were restored and the sky was dim, the cry in the child's heart awakened the long-sleeping sky fire.

With Mo Jiaojiao's childish actions and firm belief, the sky fire that had been dormant in his body finally revived, broke through the confinement imposed by the dream, and headed for the distant sky, conveying every word and every choked sound of the child to the world. In the ears of the only person who can live with the sky fire.

There is a person in the world who was born to slaughter the heavenly way, and was born with the ability to annihilate the heavenly fire. Absolute restraint also shows absolute surrender.

At this moment, Tianhuo and him co-exist, coexist, breathe together, and have the same heart.

The black figure standing still in the depths of the dense forest, holding a sword in one hand, is as tall and straight as a pine.When the posture was raised, the sword energy lingering around the sword body was as black as ink, all dyed with dark green flames, cold and quiet, but wrapped in a terrifying power that was about to explode.

The heavy coercion centered on men, spreading unstoppably.

Shen Siyuan and the locust tree demon, who were standing on one side to discuss countermeasures, had not had time to react when they saw sword shadows rising from the sky and shaking the mountains and rivers.

The dazzling sword light made people almost blind, the two struggled to open their eyes, but only caught a glimpse of the graceful tall tall figure flying up, and the screaming Biehe sword slashed in the air, and it was life and death. Opened the intersection of dreams and secrets!

A deafening sound exploded in my ears, and in an instant, the dark green flames that came from nowhere merged with the man standing in the air...

In the next moment, the fire started a prairie fire, and the flames soared into the sky, and the black figure disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

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At the same moment, in Yingxue Village.

The stand-in Huai Mo who had been hiding outside the window stared at the child who had stopped crying, but failed to get any information from the opening and closing mouth. After thinking about it, he simply pushed the door open again and entered the house.

When Mo Jiaojiao saw that the liar he believed was coming, he subconsciously sat down obediently, his fleshy face was still flushed from crying, and he only looked at him with red eyes.

Huai Mo stepped forward and snatched the blank sheets of paper, looked down, threw them back to the child, and asked softly, "Xue Wa, what are you drawing? The monster clan of the Hidden God Valley?"

The child's first reaction was to nod for granted, but for some reason, at the moment he wanted to admit it, a low, hoarse male voice suddenly came from his fleshy stomach.

"Jiajiao, shake your head. Be obedient."

Mo Jiaojiao stared down at her stomach in a panic, stretched out her little hand to touch it blankly, and opened her mouth in a daze.

Seeing that the child did not answer, the young man snorted displeasedly, and raised his voice: "Xue Wa, answer my question."

The child quickly regained his senses and wanted to nod again, but when he wanted to move, the male voice in his stomach rang out again.

"Jiajiao, shake your head. If you shake your head, he won't dare to bully you."

Listening to this pleasant voice, Mo Jiaojiao cautiously raised his head to look at Huai Mo, seeing that the young man was still looking impatient, obviously he didn't realize that his stomach was talking, finally heaved a sigh of relief, blinked his eyes, and obeyed slowly He shook his little head.

The young man raised his eyebrows, gave a "tsk" impatiently, thought for a while and then asked tentatively, "Are you drawing the Mr. and the village head of Yingxue Village?"

"Tell him, yes."

"En." The child once again followed the guidance of the strange male voice, nodding his head firmly, his big eyes full of innocence.

"That's it...then let's draw well." Huai Mo felt relieved and smiled, not bothering to argue with the ignorant child, turned around and left.

And the fiery red fat dumpling watched the liar walk away triumphantly, blinked his round eyes twice, looked down at his stomach, opened and closed his mouth silently, and asked timidly: "Why can the stomach talk?"

The strange male voice didn't know how to know what he was thinking, so he just explained in a low voice: "It's not Jiaojiao's stomach that is talking. Jiaojiao, now use the sky fire to condense green cherry peppers, and then go out and teach me Say it with your mantra."

The child listened to the unfamiliar voice in a daze, feeling an inexplicable sense of security.

He thought for a while, and he felt that it was because his Skyfire had grown spiritual wisdom that he would open his mouth to talk to him, so he did so honestly, stretched out his small hands together, channeled the demonic power, condensed the Skyfire into the palm of his hand, and slowly spread out.

Mo Jiaojiao looked down at Bai Nen's palm, where two tender green cherry peppers were lying, plump and full of vitality.

He took a curious look at the cherry pepper, and asked softly: "Is this a pepper? Why does Jiao Jiao grow peppers? The owner said that Jiao Jiao will grow up."

"I'll explain to you later, Jiaojiao will do as I said."

"Okay." The child didn't make a fuss, jumped out of the bed obediently, stumbled to the door, looked at Huai Mo not far away with his back turned to him, spread his little hands, and silently said a word following the mysterious male voice.

In the next moment, two green peppers flew up from the palm of his hand, approached the young man quickly and silently, and then turned into two dark green flames without a trace, burning the clothes on the young man like a prairie fire in the blink of an eye.

As a result, Huai Mo, who was walking, felt a piercing pain in the back of his heart, and all his clothes were instantly burned by the nameless green fire.

He immediately widened his eyes in horror, and subconsciously wanted to prop up the aura protective wall beside him, but before he could move, the green fire spread uncontrollably, enveloping himself in it.

An extreme burning sensation swept over him, and his spiritual power was drained dry by the inexplicable flames before he could use it.

The young man was terrified and tried to send out a distress signal, but his body was scorched by the domineering flames. In an instant, he was so painful that he screamed out of control and fell to the grass.

The ear-piercing cry of pain came over, and the child standing by the door was startled, and staggered back two steps.

Mo Jiaojiao looked with some fear at the man not far away who was covered in blood and blood, but kept struggling to move forward. Suddenly, he felt the sound of flames scorching from the other party's body. Shi Shi was so frightened that his eyes were red, and he hurriedly turned his head and walked a few steps.

But as soon as he left, he remembered that the door was still open, so he ran back foolishly and closed the door with a "bang" indiscriminately.

The child leaned against the door, pressed his small hand on his small chest and patted it blindly a few times, tried hard not to cry, but couldn't hold back his mouth, and walked crookedly back to the bed.

He just stood there and walked back and forth several times uneasily, his big eyes were full of panic.

The owner of the voice in his body noticed his panic, so he coaxed in a hoarse voice soothingly: "It's okay, Jiaojiao is doing well. Now, go back to the couch and sit down."

Mo Jiaojiao couldn't help sobbing when he heard the words, wiped away his tears timidly, climbed back to the bed while wiping, and after sitting down, he silently communicated with the unknown creature in his body, crying pitifully:

"You...you lied to Jiaojiao."

"Why did I lie to you? Why are you crying?"

"Jiao Jiao doesn't know that peppers can burn people, will he be burned to death? Jiao Jiao didn't do it on purpose..." The child sobbed, and the tip of his nose turned red.

"Everyone here is a substitute for the Yinshen Valley Monster Clan. They tried to deceive Jiaojiao and lock you here. They will never go back to Yinshen Valley. It was they who deceived you first. Even if you die, you cannot escape the blame."

"So Jiaojiao is not wrong, is it?" Mo Jiaojiao asked as if confirming, finally shed no more tears, and said aggrievedly: "Jiaojiao doesn't like them either."

"Well, don't be afraid. Jiaojiao has done a great job. I will also not let Jiaojiao be bullied again." The low male voice, with a hint of reassurance, slowly persuaded.

It seems that because he knew that Mo Jiaojiao was young and ignorant, the other party deliberately used as simple a sentence as possible to persuade the child.

"Jiaojiao is not afraid." Mo Jiaojiao rubbed his eyes, then leaned against the head of the bed tiredly, and said Nuonuo: "Are you Tianhuo?"

"No. My surname is Dugu, and my single name has the word 'nine'."

"Du, Gu, Jiu?" The child read the name slowly, and suddenly his big eyes lit up, and he said a little happily: "Jiao Jiao knows Dugu Jiu, and the owner of the valley said that there is one in the sweet pointed rice dumpling." The monk who practices swords is called Dugu Jiu. Elder Lu Wei said that Dugu Jiu is very fierce, and the place where he lives is covered with snow, and he will scare Jiao Jiao to tears."

"En." The man replied deeply, and said: "Since Jiaojiao knows about me, the owner of Yinshen Valley may have told you that I am responsible for protecting you and will never hurt you."

"Yes." The child nodded his head hastily, and said as if endorsing: "Master Gu said that Dugu Jiu will protect Jiao Jiao. Jiao Jiao believes in you."

The childish and soft voice is full of childish trust, just like when they first met, the man was silent for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "Very good."

"Why is Dugu Jiu in Jiaojiao's stomach?" Mo Jiaojiao lifted up her robe in puzzlement, looked at the white and soft belly, and stretched out her hand to rub it.

"Put on your clothes and don't catch a cold." The man reprimanded softly, and then explained after a pause: "The sky fire in this seat and Jiaojiao's body is originally in a state of absolute suppression, but suppression means an inseparable bond. Tianhuo listened to Jiaojiao's wish, broke through the shackles and conveyed Jiaojiao's heartfelt voice to this seat, and this seat took advantage of the opportunity to return to Tianhuo, and sneaked into Tianhuo with the soul, and was brought to Jiaojiao's dantian."

"It's amazing." Mo Jiaojiao asked curiously: "Jiaojiao's belly is so small, but you are an adult, why can you be in it?"

"Stupid pepper. The dantian is like a sea of ​​consciousness, vast and boundless. This seat is not your real body entering your dantian, but the soul, which can naturally be big or small." Dugu Jiu replied in a deep voice.

"Then can you still come out? Jiao Jiao has never seen you." Mo Jiaojiao asked joyfully.

"No. This is the dreamland of Jiaojiao. I am not the person in your dream. You cannot appear at will to affect the dream. If the dreamland collapses, you may hurt Jiaojiao."

"Okay." Mo Jiaojiao regretfully grabbed the belt and pulled it. He opened his mouth and yawned a little. Tears glistened in his round eyes, as if he was tired. He got down, curled up his body, and said sensiblely:

"Jiao Jiao will definitely not let others find you. Then... Then Dugu Jiu will be with Jiao Jiao, so that Jiao Jiao will not be afraid. Gu Zhu said that Dugu Jiu is very good at practicing swords. Tian Tianjian Zong is a good person."

"Well, no one here can find my trace." Dugu Jiu comforted the child's words.

He followed the child's slow movements unobtrusively, and finally asked after a while: "How old is Jiaojiao now?"

"Three years old." Mo Jiaojiao replied vaguely, then patted her thin chest, and said: "The owner of the valley said that Dugu Jiu is a good person, so you can believe it just like the owner of the valley. Woo... ...Jiao Jiao feels that Dugu Jiu is very familiar, but he doesn't know why. Have you met Jiao Jiao?"

"Of course. I used to live in Tianyahai Pavilion with Jiaojiao."

"Oh my god, sea drink? Jiao Jiao doesn't know him." Mo Jiaojiao replied in a daze, he rubbed the soft quilt sleepily, and begged anxiously: "Jiao Jiao wants to sleep, Dugu Jiu looks at Jiao Jiao, OK?"

"it is good."

"Jiao Jiao is about to fall asleep." The child hugged the quilt and closed his eyes, muttering, "Jiao Jiao will not kick the quilt, nor will he roll to the ground, so you can't get angry and go away, and you can't wake Jiao Jiao... "

Some inarticulate words were murmured, but the room fell into silence.

After a while, a very soft and hoarse sigh sounded slowly, turned around the window sill, and overflowed into the endless spring light.