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- After nightfall, a bonfire was lit.
Outside the temple, the wind was freezing and the dripping water turned into ice.
In the temple, the fire is burning, as warm as spring.
After eating and drinking, the two of them took advantage of the warmth of the bonfire to talk about Shilipo.
Yan Chixia came a long time before Yang Fengnian, and after some inquiring, she was very familiar with some of the recent events in Shilipo.
It turns out that the matter is more serious than Yang Fengnian imagined.
"In the past few days, all kinds of monsters, big and small, have been coming to Shilipo in disguise. Especially these two days, I roughly counted, there are at least more than a hundred monsters of all kinds!"
"Yesterday, I captured a wolf demon. I heard from him that it was the Sophora japonica tree spirit that sent an invitation to all the monsters from Qinghua County. It seemed like they were going to hold a banquet!"
After learning about Yang Fengqian¡¯s plan to rescue people, some doubts in Yan Chixia¡¯s mind were also solved.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Look, Seeing Yang Fengnian's worried look, Yan Chixia frowned, whispered: "From this, the purpose of this banquet should be your friend!"
Yang Fengnian noticed Yan Chixia's caution and smiled nonchalantly. He threw a blackened firewood stick into the fire and waved his hand: "This should be the most reasonable explanation!"
Yan Chixia nodded, and after thinking for a while, she said in a deep voice: "That makes sense. However, there is one more thing that Yan can't figure out!"
"What?" Yang Fengnian raised his head, looked at him, and asked with raised eyebrows.
"Even if your parallel head uh, friend, is a demon slayer, you wouldn't have made such a big show of it. To execute a demon slayer with such a big fanfare is to blatantly be an enemy of the spiritual world. This tree demon has already You have practiced for thousands of years and are cunning and cunning, so you can't be so stupid, right?" Yan Chixia said quickly, and when she was talking about the parallel, she saw Yang Fengnian frown, and after her heart skipped a beat, she quickly changed her words. Then, his heavy brows knitted together, and his gleaming tiger eyes stared at the burning bonfire in front of him. After thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Unless"
"Unless something big happened in the world of magic and spiritual practice recently, right?" Yang Fengnian also thought of this, raised his head, looked at Yan Chixia with bright eyes and said: "It's a banquet in name, but it's actually a certificate of honor!"
Yan Chixia nodded vigorously, raised her hand and patted her thigh and said, "That's itwhat's the situation!"
"Vote for the certificate!" Yang Fengnian added. After some analysis, my thoughts became clear. He said in a deep voice: "If this is really the case, then Zhuo Yue will become a sacrifice for them to establish a certificate of surrender!"
After thinking about it, Yan Chixia was in a happy mood and laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, it must be like this. You are indeed a scholar, your brain is very good!"
But this guy was obviously happy in the wrong place. After laughing for a while, he saw Yang Fengnian staring at him with a half-smiling face, and his laughter suddenly stopped.
Yan Chixia smiled and scratched her head. Only then did she realize that the sacrifice that the monsters had made for her was actually Brother Yang's parallel hair.
Seeing Yan Chixia's embarrassed look, Yang Fengnian just glared at him and said nothing.
He lowered his head and looked at the bonfire dancing in front of him.
Yang Fengnian had another level of worry in her heart.
If the other party really wants to use this to make a declaration of surrender, then logically speaking, the sacrifice for the declaration of surrender must be a person of great significance.
So, Zhuo Yue¡¯s identity
The bonfire was beating, and the look in Yang Fengnian's squinted eyes gradually brightened.
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In the middle of the night, there was silence. Only the cold wind whistling outside swept through the woods, making a creepy whimpering sound
The bonfire in the room no longer seems to be emitting heat.
It¡¯s frighteningly cold.
The two of them huddled together and sat by the campfire. I wish I could hold this blazing bonfire in my arms to relieve my hatred.
"Here, brother Yang, do you still have that wine?" A gust of cold wind came in from the roof. Yan Chixia shivered, rubbed her hands, took a breath of hot breath into her palms, raised her head, and looked across the way. Yang Fengnian said.
Yang Fengnian was also very cold. After sniffing, she glared at him angrily and cursed: "Don't you know if there is one or not?"
Yan Chixia's bronze face suddenly turned purple, and she bowed her head shyly.
After a while, Yan Chixia, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly stiffened.
"Oh My God!"
After making a strange cry, Yan Chixia reached out and covered her stomach, looking like she was suffering from constipation.
"What's wrong?" Yang Fengnian was startled, then hurried over and asked worriedly.
"No, it's okay, my stomach hurts!" Yan Chixia clutched her stomach, gasping for air and gasping. After sitting on the ground and squirming for a while, a slight grunting sound came from Yan Chixia's stomach. ,
After a while, Yan Chixia hugged her belly, stood up quickly, and ran outside like the wind.
After seeing this scene, Yang Fengnian was startled for a moment, and suddenly thought of the scene of Yan Chixia eating dried meat during the day.
It seems that at that time, I had kindly reminded him.
"However, this guy doesn't appreciate it.
Hehehe, feel good now!
Yang Fengnian, who was sitting on the ground wearing sheepskin, came to his senses and laughed heartlessly.
However, just as he laughed twice, he saw Yan Chixia at the door of the hole, running back dejectedly.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Fengnian held back her laughter and looked gloating.
Yan Chixia's expression changed, she pointed outside and lowered her voice and said to Yang Fengnian: "Something is coming, and it's not a human."
It was probably due to a severe stomachache. After Yan Chixia's mouth twitched, she reached out and patted Yang Fengnian's shoulder, and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, it's two little monsters. I'll go there for my convenience, and you can bear it first."
"After that, regardless of Yang Fengnian's dull eyes, he held his stomach and ran towards the back of the temple.
¡°Damn it!¡±
By the time she came to her senses, Yan Chixia had already disappeared.
In the empty mountain temple, there is only a biting cold wind and a blazing bonfire.
At this time, subtle footsteps could be heard outside the mountain temple.
At the same time, a fishy smell, like the smell of rotting meat, also came in.
Yang Fengnian's heart trembled, and he didn't care to scold Yan Chixia for slipping up at the critical moment.
He calmly grasped the hilt of the ancient sword next to him. The awe-inspiring energy in his body filled his whole body, and he was alert with all his heart. The two people outside the door returned home on a snowy night.
"You may have had a glorious past, but what you are now is just a broken sword. As the ancients often said, after three years of not flying or singing, you become a blockbuster and soar into the sky. Brilliance or rags, you can see the truth under your hands. I'm sorry. Let¡¯s see if you can be worthy of my five hundred taels of silver!¡±
Yang Fengnian, who was sitting there, held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes were terrifyingly calm, he looked down at the ordinary-looking ancient sword in his hand, and murmured to himself in a low voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient sword in his hand finally stopped being silent.
Like a great hero who had been ridiculed, he began to show his prowess in anger. ,
A flash of blue light flashed quietly.
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The dense mottled rust on the scabbard is like weathered quicksand, falling down one after another.
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