little spicy jiao

Chapter 90

The outskirts of Nanfeng City are planted with a large area of ​​longevity trees all year round. The two months before and after the longevity festival are the days when the longevity trees bloom. .

Many tree farmers here build log cabins in open spaces in the forest, so that they can properly store the long-lived fruits they pick every evening, and then transport them to the city the next morning.

However, on the second day of the Longevity Festival, the young tree farmers in the deepest part of the forest did not bring out the fresh longevity fruits as usual until the sun was three poles. Although the old tree farmers living in the periphery were surprised, they were not too worried.

After all, the supply of longevity fruit in the city these days is already sufficient, even if a few carts are missing, it doesn't matter. It's not a big deal for young people to take a lazy rest for two days occasionally.

After the old tree farmer figured it out, he drove his carriage into the city, but he didn't know that the young man he was talking about was resting, lying stiffly behind the wooden house at this moment, his limbs were twisted and crooked, and his body seemed to be amputated at the waist. Part of the waist is still attached.

The gurgling blood flowed from the waist of the young tree farmer, soaking the pitch-black ground.His eyes were wide open, his face was full of extreme fear, but he was clearly lifeless.

And not far from the tree farmer, a child in a red hat stood quietly, staring blankly at the dead tree farmer's eyes, paused, turned and walked to the front of the house.

The child walked slowly to the front of the wooden house, where there was a luxuriant longevity tree, and there were stone chairs and tables under the tree, and there were even teapots and cups on the table.

He looked down at the heavy shackles on his white and tender wrists, pursed his lips, walked to the edge of the stone chair and sat on it, sobbing: "Brother, this thing is so heavy, Jiaojiao can't stand it."

The young man who was casually sitting at the table sipping tea heard the words and raised his eyes to the child, stared at the crying face for a while, then slowly moved his eyes away, and landed on the cold shackles, suddenly he stretched out his hand to rest his chin, There was a half-smile on the brightly made-up face, and said: "Don't worry, you won't die, you are my life-saving talisman."

"Why? Is Jiao Jiao so powerful?" The child in red looked up, with tears still on his face.

"It seems that you really don't remember me at all." The young man stared at the child with a grim expression on his face. The hand holding the teacup subconsciously clenched it tightly and crushed the cup on the spot. Wet the hem of the dark green gown.

"Did Jiao Jiao know Brother Huai Mo before?" Seeing this, the child blinked and asked curiously, and then asked naively and ignorantly: "Brother hasn't answered Jiao Jiao's question yet."

"Mo Jiaojiao." The young man cleaned his clothes with a cleaning technique, put his hands on his forehead, and said softly, "Of course you know me. I hid in your dreams since I was born. They all thought I was hiding in a secret place." Li. Without you, I'm afraid I wouldn't live so long."

"Wow, why is Jiao Jiao so powerful? Did Jiao Jiao save his brother?" The child tilted his head and asked eagerly.

Unexpectedly, when the young man saw his smiling face, his expression twisted in an instant, his eyes slowly turned blood red, he sneered, got up and grabbed the child's neck and lifted him into the air, piercing the child's neck with the thin nails of his five fingers After touching the skin, the blood quickly stained the nails red.

The beautiful child was strangled by the neck and struggled in a panic. However, his hands were shackled and he couldn't lift it up at all. He could only open his eyes and gasped in pain, crying intermittently.

"That's right! That's it! This look is what you should have, much more pleasing to the eye than just now." The young man smiled happily, squinting his eyes and said happily:

"Have you ever seen a mouse in a dirty, smelly ditch? That's what you should be like. They give you up like a treasure. What kind of magic picture, is it useful? Can it help you? Don't you just want to be in a dream? Li was tortured by us to live! No! Like! Die!"

The young man laughed crazily as he spoke, and the corners of his upturned eyes even leaked tears of extreme excitement.

Seeing that the child's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, he turned his face away in disgust, and at the same time let go of his tightly clenched hands, allowing the child to fall to the ground, curled up weakly and coughed violently, and then passed out uncontrollably.

The dense humming of cicadas in the forest became more and more restless for a while. The young man frowned and was about to speak when a hoarse male voice came from above his head, mixed with some displeasure.

"Huaimo, no matter how much you hate him, don't spoil a child like this."

As soon as the words fell, a tall and strong figure jumped down from the tree.

The figure of the visitor was unusually tall and strong, almost three times the height of an adult man, and his body was full of muscles.He was wearing a brown bunt, with a deep scar across his dark face, and he looked quite fierce.

As soon as the strong man fell to the ground, he bent down and picked up the child on the ground.The little child lay between the strong man's arms, his body was not as thick as his muscular arms.

Seeing that the strong man took out a bottle of elixir from nowhere and poured it into the child's mouth rudely, Huai Mo sneered, went straight to the side and sat down, sarcastically saying:

"I didn't ask you to help me. Since I caught this kid, I will naturally take it back first. Don't think that you are here to pretend to be kind, and he will listen to you and follow you."

"I'm not as vicious as you." The strong man turned around and roared, then helped the child up, put his palm on the child's back, and slowly injected spiritual power.

"It's as if you don't want to live." Huai Mo didn't take it seriously, and mocked: "Do you think I don't know that you are running away like me now? Look at you, you are still thinking about saving this brat, but his sanctimonious The elder wants our lives, don't you feel bad?"

"You are enough." The strong man replied impatiently, his hands kept moving.

Huai Mo picked up the teacup and drank it down, no longer deliberately stabbing the other party with words, just looked down at the blood-stained nails on his hand, and said: "Now...how are you and them?"

"It's okay." The brawny man was busy pouring medicine to heal the child's wounds, and he replied casually: "The monsters in the Hidden God Valley have just been resurrected, so we naturally have to avoid the limelight. Senhu is going to the extreme north alone. Clear, but should be safe."

"None of you managed to kill those monsters in the Hidden God Valley?" Huai Mo chuckled.

"I don't know." The brawny man shook his head, "I guess not. There is such a disparity in strength that it is not easy for us to survive."

"As expected." Huai Mo closed his eyes unwillingly, and said:

"Shi prison, if you promise me that you won't try to save this brat again, how about I help you? Although you are always against us, with you here, this brat should be more obedient. If you pretend If you look a little like me, like pretending not to know me, Mo Jiaojiao might really think of you as a monster from the Hidden God Valley."

"Don't talk about it." The strong man known as the prisoner rebuffed flatly, and said: "I advise you to stop, this kid didn't tell the Yinshengu clan about your tormenting him before, it doesn't mean he won't now. Most of the Hidden God Valley clan has already been revived, once they find something strange in the secret realm, they will definitely find you, do you think you can really hide in your dreams for a lifetime?"

"Who said I'm going to hide?" Huai Mo sneered, "With the god map in hand, I just need to kill the locust tree demon and hide Mo Jiaojiao into the dreamland, even if the owner of the Hidden God Valley is reborn, I don't even want to catch him!" to me."

"Stubborn." Shi Prison shook his head and said, "It's up to you. I will go back with you this time. As long as this child doesn't die, I won't interfere with any of your decisions."

After finishing speaking, the strong man put away the empty porcelain bottle on the ground, put his big hand on the child's back, and tried to input spiritual power again.However, in the next moment, he silently frowned, and a pair of bright tiger eyes flashed with surprise.

Shi Prison supported the child, thought for a while, and asked in a rough voice: "How did you catch this child?"

"It was stolen from Shensuan." Huai Mo smiled triumphantly, and said leisurely: "The sword master Chongrong was temporarily recalled to the sect. ?He has lost a lot of body now, I just stole him out while he was not paying attention. I can't find him unless I face him."

"That's a lot of skill." The strong man replied calmly, looked down at the child in doubt, and input spiritual power in his hand again, but found that no matter how he searched, he couldn't find even a trace of injury in the seriously injured child. signs.

In other words, even though the child was treated so cruelly, he was not in pain from the beginning to the end, and could even be described as very healthy.

***

In the room on the second floor of an inn in Nanfeng City.

Mo Jiaojiao, the green group, was sitting in a high chair, holding a mirror in both hands, looking at the mirror eagerly, and shaking the mirror from time to time.

As soon as Dugu Jiu entered the door, he saw the childish childish appearance. His calm eyes stayed on the mirror for a moment, and then moved to the other side of Bie Hejian who was holding back his laughter, his eyes gradually darkened.

Shen Siyuan walked in behind, also saw this scene, and couldn't help but wonder: "The sun came out from the west today? Jiao Jiao also knows how to look in the mirror."

Hearing the sound, the dangling child raised his head, and the first time he noticed the handsome and striking sword fairy in black, he hurriedly said anxiously: "Come quickly, Jiujiu. The mirror is broken, so I can't see Tunchujian and the liar."

Dugu Jiu walked over and took Bai Xiaojing to look at it, then put it back into the child's hand, and said: "Tun Chu is out of Bai Xiaojing's search range, so Jiaojiao can't see it naturally."

"But Jiaojiao is very worried about Tunchu, what if a liar bullies it?" Mo Jiaojiao frowned worriedly, and the flower hairpin on top of her head swayed slightly with the movement of the child's head up, very eye-catching.

Dugu Jiu touched the child's round bun with his hand, and patiently explained: "Don't worry. Tun Chu Sword itself is invincible, it is not a real child, unless someone puts it into the sword hut for remaking, otherwise, it will not suffer any damage."

"It's amazing." Mo Jiaojiao smiled in amazement, put the mirror on the table, stretched out her small hand and grasped the man's big palm hanging by her side, and said in doubt after a while: "Then How do we find Tun Chu Jian? Did Xiao Yang and Jiu Jiu go after Huai Mo today?"

"Tun Chu Sword is the spiritual sword of this seat, as long as I need it, I can sense the position of the spiritual sword at any time, don't worry." Dugu Jiu let the child hold the hand, and gently adjusted the other hand on Mo Jiaojiao's hair Check the position of the hairpin, and re-pin the crumbling Wangrilian.

Mo Jiaojiao nodded obediently, then looked to the other side with some hesitation, blinked his eyes, and suddenly reacted, angrily said: "Don't lie to Jiaojiao again with Hejian! You clearly said that Tunchu would be hanged and beaten, and you would Broken!"