little spicy jiao

In Xixin Valley, the dignified old man Yujian stopped in mid-air, looked at Shen Siyuan and Mo Jiaojiao who were slowly leaving in the distance, and suddenly said: "Farewell, we are with Master Chongrong, are we really doing this?" Wrong? The more Jiao Jiao gets in touch with others, the more he will find that the world is not as beautiful as he imagined."

Bie Hejian also stopped in the air at this moment, and said: "Isn't this inevitable? In fact, the little baby may not be what we think. Before meeting Chongrong Sword Master, he suffered much more malice than now. Too much, Jiao Jiao is not that vulnerable. I thought he would skip class not because he was laughed at."

"Oh?" Patriarch Hongyu turned his head and smiled in surprise: "It's rare that you agree with Master Shen's words."

Hearing the sound, Bie Hejian turned in a different direction, the blade of the sword clattered, and said in an unhappy tone: "Sovereign, it was the crow's mouth that agreed with me, not me with him. This little baby can't lie at all, he is a Cherry peppers, and lost the sense of taste, even with his feet, he knew it wasn't for eating candied haws, so he lied to himself, this stupid kid is really..."

Ancestor Hongyu saw Bie Hejian's appearance of hating iron but not steel, and couldn't help laughing loudly, "In this way, Jiao Jiao will definitely be beaten when he goes back today, no wonder you didn't go back so late, Master Shen this time It was put together by you."

"That's right." Bie Hejian twirled triumphantly, "Whether this crow's mouth can retreat fully depends on what little ancestor Jiao Jiao said."

Ancestor Hongyu shook his head helplessly when he heard the words, and then changed direction and flew towards Xixin Valley.

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On the other side, Shen Siyuan, who was identified by Bie Hejian as a scapegoat, was taking Mo Jiaojiao to the top of Tianya Haige Peak in a calm manner.

Originally, the young man wanted to use the flying mount to take the child up the mountain, but there are restrictions all over the Tianyahai Pavilion. Except for the members of the Tianyan Sword Sect, outsiders are not allowed to use the flying means of transportation.

Mo Jiaojiao walked forward step by step, with red and swollen fingers stuffed in his pockets, and there was not much distress on his small face.He looked up at the abnormally tall and thin young man, and whispered: "The lamb didn't look like this last time."

"Oh?" Shen Siyuan looked down at the child with interest, and asked, "Jiaojiao means, when I became a sheep last time? Sheep are naturally different from humans."

"No." Mo Jiaojiao still looked at the other person's thin shoulders, and said doubtfully: "The lamb was as strong as Jiujiu last time, but now it has no meat. It's strange."

"That's because I didn't eat enough grass, and I'm hungry and thin." Shen Siyuan babbled nonsense, deceiving the child without blushing and heartbeat, "Jiao Jiao should water more when he goes back, eat and sleep on time, don't be like me .”

"What kind of grass does the lamb eat?" Mo Jiaojiao asked earnestly, "Jiaojiao knows how to grow plants. The owner of the valley said that Jiaojiao is very powerful. If you like to eat grass, I can plant it for you."

"..." Shen Siyuan was stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't expect the child to be so easy to deceive, but he couldn't take it back after he said it, so he could only coax him: "Green grass, this may be useful. Why did Jiao Jiao plant it for me?" Where's the grass?"

"Lamb help Jiaojiao, I'm going to help you." Mo Jiaojiao stopped, reached out to take out a pen and paper from the storage bracelet, carefully wrote "Pinneem grass, the lamb eats", and then put the paper The pen was put back again, and continued to follow the young man, still very methodical and authentic in his mouth:

"In the past, Elder Fox liked to eat chicks, but the owner of the valley didn't let him eat them. Elder Fox became like the aquatic plants in Sunset Lake, thin and long, and sick."

"..." Shen Siyuan caught a sharp glimpse of the typo on the paper, and heard the child's strange description, twitched the corners of his mouth, wisely chose to remain silent, and at the same time tried to convince himself:

Children's words should not be true.He is still suave and heroic, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be "slender and long"!

Mo Jiaojiao didn't know about this, and just walked forward with a dull head. After walking for a while, the child seemed to think of something again, and gently pulled the young man's finger.

Shen Siyuan looked back at him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you tired? Do you want me to hug you?"

"No." Mo Jiaojiao shook his head, he seemed a little hesitant, he blinked his round eyes for a while before he said: "Can Xiao Yang cure my hand? Jiaojiao's hand is swollen."

Shen Siyuan hurriedly opened his palm, carefully inspected the red fingers held in the palm, he smiled mysteriously, and refused: "No, I can't treat this finger."

If this is cured in advance, how can someone feel distressed?Shen Siyuan smirked, ignoring the child's request.

Mo Jiaojiao had no choice but to take out his little hand stuffed in his pocket, and blew again. Seeing that it was still swollen, he couldn't help hiding his hand back worryingly.

Seeing this, Shen Siyuan sighed slightly, thinking that children who are too sensible are troublesome.

After sharing a stick of incense, the two arrived at the entrance of Sunset Pavilion. The paper boy recognized Mo Jiaojiao and opened the door quickly.

Mo Jiaojiao looked around the room with his head, then entered the room cautiously, and walked slowly to the inner room.

Seeing his timid look, Shen Siyuan knew that he was afraid of being scolded by Chongrong, so he followed behind.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jiaojiao wandered around, but did not find Dugu Jiu.

Shen Siyuan let the child sit on the high chair he usually sat on, turned around and wanted the paper boy to inform Chongrong, but saw a lonely black figure standing at the door.

Dugu Jiu raised his eyes and scanned the child up and down twice, his long eyebrows were slightly drawn, his face was solemn and calm, without a trace of emotion.

He raised his foot to enter the door, met Shen Siyuan's smiling gaze, and said in a deep voice with his expression unchanged: "Jiajiao, go back to the back room and prepare to take a bath."

Mo Jiaojiao was looking softly at the man's indifferent expression, with both hands still tightly stuffed in his pockets.

When he saw his partner, he was in a daze in a daze, until the familiar deep voice reached his ears, and then he reacted slowly, and jumped down from the chair in a hurry, taking a few steps like small cannons and bullets. He rushed over and jumped on the man.The thin and soft arms tightly hugged the man's strong waist, but they could barely hang themselves there, unable to wrap around him.

The flushed warm face was tightly pressed against the cold and silky robe, and smelling the familiar and cold fragrance from the man, the child squinted his mouth in grievance, his eyes turned red for a moment, and turned his head to bury his face.

Dugu Jiu slightly lowered his head to look at the fat dumpling hanging on his waist, supported the child's immature shoulder with one hand, and repeated in a deep voice: "Jiaojiao, go back to the house."

Mo Jiao shook his head anxiously, and said softly with a crying voice, but he said in a rare willful way: "Jiao Jiao can't go, I want Jiujiu to hold her."

Dugu Jiu frowned slightly, and looked up at the young man not far away.

Shen Siyuan was at the side holding back a smile and enduring it extremely hard, his handsome and pale face turned a little bloody, but it looked a little healthier.Seeing Chongrong looking towards him, he hurriedly said: "Don't get angry and anxious, this sect master brought him back."

"Lie." Dugu Jiu's voice was cold, with sword intent raging all over his body, but his tone was extremely calm: "You don't have to excuse Jiaojiao's skipping class, I have a ray of spiritual consciousness attached to him all the time."

"That's just right." Shen Siyuan didn't panic when he was exposed, he shifted his gaze to the child, and said: "Why Jiao Jiao did this, I think you should be very clear, Chongrong, I thought it was because of love." The apprehension plus the mistakes you make because of it, it's not such a serious thing."

"This is not enough to be a reason to mess around." Dugu Jiu responded indifferently: "Shen Siyuan, you forgot one thing. For Jiaojiao, safety is the most important thing."

"But he doesn't think so." Shen Siyuan spread his hands, he looked away, no longer tried to convince the person in front of him, but smiled helplessly, "Children are no better than adults, the first choice they make when they encounter problems is to be loyal to themselves If you ask him to weigh the pros and cons rationally like you, he just can't do it, and that's the truth."

After finishing speaking, Shen Siyuan put away the serious and serious expression on his face, turned into a lazy look, waved his hand and went out, and closed the door thoughtfully.

The room fell silent for a while.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Mo Jiaojiao flinched and poked his head out for a look, then buried his face back in fear, his small arms hugged the man's waist with difficulty.

He knew that Jiujiu must be angry, but he didn't dare to speak, because he made a mistake.

The child was pulled away from the waist by the man under the armpit in a short time, and hugged, and was frightened for a moment, and quickly wrapped his arms around the man's neck.

But just as he made the circle, Dugu Jiu turned around and opened the door, and left the Sunset Pavilion with him in his arms.

Soon, the man jumped into the sky with one step, and in an instant he arrived at the bank of Ranyue Lake in the twilight, and carried him to the lakeside familiarly.

In the evening, the surface of Ranyue Lake is sparkling, and the clear lake water reflects the endless fire clouds in the sky. The overwhelming redness meets the distant sunset, which is vast and magnificent.

Mo Jiaojiao looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, without blinking his eyes, for a moment he almost forgot the pain in his body, as well as the anxiety he felt a few breaths ago.

When the child was in a daze, Dugu Jiu had hugged the man and knelt down on one knee on the soft grass by the lake, put Mo Jiaojiao on his lap, let him lean in his arms, and freed his hand to undress the child.

The man moved nimbly, stripped off the chubby balls in a few strokes, and then held Mo Jiaojiao's red and swollen fingers with his long, slender hands, and checked the two chubby hands in the palm of his hand to make sure that no muscles and bones were injured. After that, he hugged the person in his arms, plunged into the warm lake water, and sat down against the shore.

The child's whole body was immersed in the lake water full of aura, only the head was exposed.

In just one breath, Mo Jiaojiao was quickly wrapped up in an endless stream of spiritual energy. With the unconscious breathing of every inch of skin on his body, it circulated back and forth along the meridians, continuously relieving the remaining fatigue and pain on his body.

Afterwards, the man put his palm on the immature back, and the thick and cold Yuanli came out from the palm, engulfing the spiritual energy flowing through the meridians, condensed into streams of pure and gentle spiritual power, gathered in the dantian, and quickly After replenishing the demon power consumed in the demon pill, the dantian once again flowed out, following the icy-cold primordial power, continuously nourishing the meridians.

As soon as Mo Jiaojiao recovered his senses, he was led into meditation by the impact of spiritual power in his body, his eyes slowly closed, and he sat obediently without moving, obviously sinking into the practice.

But the man opened his long and narrow eyes, lowered his head and lifted the child's hands out of the water, held them in his palms, looked at them silently for a moment, confirmed that they were as white and tender as ever, and then put them back.

This samadhi lasted for two full hours, and when Mo Jiaojiao opened his eyes again, he had already put on a clean robe and was sitting cross-legged on the grass by the lake.

He turned around hastily and looked around, only to see the clear lake illuminated by the hazy moonlight. At night, there was a gentle breeze by the lakeside of Ranyue Lake, and the sound of insects chirping one after another.Only a familiar figure was missing.

Mo Jiaojiao got up in a hurry, and turned around twice, suddenly wrinkled her face and sobbed, holding the jade pendant around her waist and crying.

"Wu Jiujiu don't want me anymore..."