little spicy jiao

The awkwardness of the whole day disappeared with the soft confession in the moonlit night.

After Mo Jiaojiao said what was in his heart, he lay down on Dugu Jiu's shoulder, put his arms around the man's neck, and carefully asked with his ear:

"Is Jiujiu still angry?"

Dugu Jiu hugged him tightly, stood up, walked towards the Sunset Pavilion, and said in a low voice: "I have never really been angry with Jiaojiao."

"Jiao Jiao won't be angry with Jiujiu either." Hearing this, the child howled at the top of his throat, and the childish voice was heard far away by the silent lake.

Dugu Jiu couldn't help but pause, then continued to walk forward, and said calmly: "It's late at night, don't shout loudly."

"Jiaojiao is happy." Mo Jiaojiao held the glowing porcelain vase in his arms, held the shell in one hand and pressed it to his ear to listen to the singing, while trying to distract himself from talking to the man:

"Bie He said, Grandpa Hongshan lives so far away, God, Haihe only lives in Jiujiu, Jiaojiao didn't disturb others."

"Yes." Dugu Jiu patted the fluttering child in his arms slowly, motioning him to settle down, and patiently said:

"Zhitong's hearing is extremely keen, and he can hear the voices within the Tianyan Sword Sect. Besides, there are many spirit beasts on the Tianyahai Pavilion, but they usually live in the snow-capped mountains and rarely appear."

"Does the paper boy also sleep?" Mo Jiaojiao asked suspiciously, "Jiujiu said that the paper boy is a paper doll, and the paper doll can't talk and eat, so don't sleep."

"Not needing doesn't mean you can't sleep." Dugu Jiu stepped out of the thick fog by the lake, looked up at the faintly twinkling stars in the sky, stared for a moment and then asked suddenly: "Is Jiaojiao scared to see Yun Qianye today? "

Mo Jiaojiao was opening his eyes stupidly, looking at the man's face ignorantly.

At this time, the moonlight was bright and clear, and the mountain road was covered with snow, reflecting Dugu Jiu's brows and eyes gazing at the night sky with frost.

Hearing the other party's question, Mo Jiaojiao came back to his senses, sneaked up to rub the man's face in attachment, and then said honestly: "Jiaojiao doesn't know Yunqian."

"It's Yun Qianye." Dugu Jiu corrected in a low voice, after thinking about it, he said: "The female cultivator Jiaojiao saw today is him."

"That person is not a female cultivator." Mo Jiaojiao finally remembered the person. He frowned and thought for a moment, "He talks like a lamb, but wears a female cultivator's skirt. Jiao Jiao is not afraid of him either." , like Elder Huaishu, he likes to yell at Jiao Jiao fiercely, and he also dresses up nicely, but he won't hit me."

"En." After listening to the child's description, Dugu Jiu said, "Yun Qianye was once trapped in the Phantom Forest, and his soul was hit hard by a foreign resentful spirit, and he almost died. Huai Mo saved him."

"Did Elder Huaishu save him?" Mo Jiaojiao recalled blankly, shaking his head, "Jiaojiao doesn't know, Elder Huaishu used to sneak away to play in the secular world by himself, and only returned to the hidden God Valley once in a long time."

"En." Dugu Jiu responded in a low voice, turned around the mountain road, stepped up the long stone steps in front of the Sunset Pavilion, and walked up slowly.

For a moment, he recalled that when he built this heavenly ladder, the master who had not yet ascended stood at the top of the ladder, turned around and asked him: "Chongrong, if someone from the Dugu family asks you to give Qianye a hand, will you agree?"

How did he answer at that time?When he flatly refused, Yu Jian left Tianyan Sword Sect.

Today, Yun Qianye will be reduced to such a situation where he can't distinguish between male and female and can only dress up as a woman. It also has something to do with him standing by and watching.

The night was as cold as water, and Dugujiu was silent for a long time, until Mo Jiaojiao, who was pillowed on his shoulder, almost fell asleep, Fang calmly said: "In the future, when Jiaojiao sees Yun Qianye, if you feel scared immediately, call Ben seat."

"Hmm..." Mo Jiaojiao rubbed his eyes sleepily, pulled himself together, and asked, "Why are you afraid?"

"Does Jiaojiao remember Yungao?" Dugu Jiu asked in a deep voice, "Yun Qianye, like Yungao, has another soul in his body, and that soul is a resentful spirit that wanders the world, and has great obsession with me. If Jiaojiao Bump into it and make no contact with it."

"Resentful spirit..." Mo Jiaojiao suddenly came to his senses. He straightened up and looked at the man, and asked, "Is it the soul of the ghost cultivator who did a lot of bad things and was killed by the valley owner? The Lord said that when a mortal dies, what remains is a spirit, but it will not become a resentful spirit."

"Hmm. That's roughly the case." Dugu Jiu nodded, "Do you remember?"

"Remember." As Mo Jiaojiao said, he took out two dark green cherry peppers from his storage bracelet, and handed them to Dugu Jiu, "Jiujiu takes this, if that cloud money will bully You, Jiujiu, will burn him to death. Jiaojiao has a lot of green peppers, dark green peppers, which are only useful for spirits."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Jiu took over the two small and exquisite green cherry peppers, released his energy to explore them, received them in the storage bag, and praised: "The condensed and refined power of the peppers and peppers has become more and more refined."

Mo Jiaojiao kicked his feet happily, but he still didn't forget to ask: "Why is Jiujiu willing to ask for my cherry peppers? Jiujiu always didn't want them before."

"If I don't pick it up, will the pepper be thrown away secretly again?" Dugu Jiu said with a solemn expression, "In the future, if there are too many peppers, put them in a storage bag, and don't throw them away at will. When I got up yesterday morning, the paper boy prepared His clothes were all destroyed by the fire of heaven."

Hearing this, Mo Jiaojiao lowered his head in shame, and said aggrievedly: "Jiaojiao didn't do it on purpose. When Jiaojiao practiced, the green peppers would grow a lot by themselves. If there were too many, I wanted to secretly throw them away. The paper boy picked them up when he saw them. Woke up."

"Sky fire is hidden in the cherry pepper. If the paper boy touches it, it will be burned. You can't do it again tomorrow morning." Dugu Jiu took out a storage bag and tied it around the child's waist.

"Okay." Mo Jiaojiao nodded obediently, and seeing that the man was not angry, he remembered what he said before, "Why doesn't Yunqian like Jiujiu?"

While speaking, Dugu Jiu had reached the last level of the stairs, heading towards the gate of Sunset Pavilion.He didn't answer the question, but instead asked: "Jiajiao, if people around me ask me to give up the swordsmanship that I have practiced all my life, just to save one person, do you think I will agree or not?"

"Do you want Jiujiu to abolish your cultivation?" Mo Jiaojiao asked in a low voice.

"En." Dugu Jiu nodded slightly. "Destroy your cultivation and help your fellow disciples."

"Impossible." Mo Jiaojiao frowned, and hugged the man's neck timidly, "Bie He said, Jiujiu's swordsmanship is different from others, it doesn't come after practice, if it is abolished, Jiujiu will be the same as ordinary people, he will not come back after practicing, and will die soon. Jiao Jiao doesn't want you to die."

"En." Dugu Jiu responded in a low voice, raised his hand to caress the soft top of the child's hair, wrapped him tightly in his arms, and said nothing more.

The childish child is ignorant of the world, and even knows that his abolition of cultivation is tantamount to self-destruction, but the blood relatives are unwilling to admit this until death.

"Jiujiu." Mo Jiaojiao was held in the arms of the man, and he couldn't help but spread his limbs comfortably on the other person's body, limp and motionless, he asked suspiciously: "Do you feel sad if Jiujiu doesn't save that person? "

"Never." Dugu Jiu patted the child's back, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door to enter the Sunset Pavilion. The paper boy waiting by the door closed the heavy door again, isolating the howling wind and snow.

For those who practice the way of killing swordsman, how can they have compassion?However, Mo Jiaojiao in the man's arms clearly and silently refuted this sentence.

***

While Mo Jiaojiao was sleeping peacefully, the Qingfeng Pavilion to the east of Tianyan Sword Sect was brightly lit.

The young man with a thin figure was sitting slumped at the table at the moment, his pale face was covered with cold sweat, he was panting and pouring water into his mouth while pinching his teacup, his eyes looked uncertain.

It took a long time for the young man to calm down, raised his hand to support his forehead, closed his eyes, and murmured:

"I dreamed about what happened in my previous life before my death... That day Chongrong and the members of the Tianyan Sword Sect came to Fenxiang Valley to participate in the sword wiping meeting. I looked at him and wanted to speak, but I couldn't even move forward."

"I drew his appearance every day and night, drinking, holding a sword, talking with a cold face, and even sitting quietly with his lips pursed. But he left within a few days, the first time I Hate myself so much, I'm obsessed with him, and he doesn't even know who I am."

"If my talent is better, I won't be just an outer disciple, and even when I see him, I can only watch him from afar."

While talking, the young man burst into tears, leaned over and lay down on the table, and said in a hateful voice: "Fenyou killed me, I have to live it all over again, and I can't even avenge it..."

As soon as the words fell, an old voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Gu Chaoyun, since you are unwilling, you should listen to me even more."

"Listen to you?" The young man laughed sadly when he heard the words, "What are you listening to? Go to get close to Mo Jiaojiao? Then use him to get close to Chongrong Jianzun? Where did you put me? Or..."

The young man said in a hoarse voice word by word: "Zixiaozong! Where do you put me?"

"Presumptuous!" The voice shouted sharply: "Gu Chaoyun, don't be ungrateful, Zixiaozong is like a reborn parent to you, if it weren't for us, do you think you have a chance to start from scratch?"

"What a reborn parent!" The boy suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red and his canthus were cracked. "Your so-called rebirth grace is to keep me in the dark! Drive the owner of this body to death! Let me How ridiculous it is to be that dove occupying the magpie's nest! I, Gu Chaoyun, have lived two lifetimes, and I never thought that one day I would become such a selfish person!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The old man was obviously very angry, and scolded: "Do you think that the Zixiao Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world, would do such despicable things? When we found this body, his soul Has fallen into a deep sleep, unable to return to heaven at all! How is this different from falling?"

"Really?" The young man smiled lightly when he heard the words, but he didn't argue anymore.He got up straight, raised his sword and walked out the door, walking aimlessly in the moonlight, his red peach eyes were full of sadness.

On the silent mountain road, there was only the sound of his boots walking, and he walked to the foot of the familiar snow mountain step by step, and then stopped, looking up at the peak where the snow fell for a long time.

This is Tianyahai Pavilion, the place he has dreamed of for two lifetimes, but it is destined to have no results.

From the time when he felt the spirit of the original owner of this body was still there, Gu Chaoyun figured out the cause and effect, and realized all the conspiracies in his body.

As time went by, he gradually began to be able to communicate with the weak soul in his body, but the more he came into contact with the young man who was thought to be dead by everyone, the more he could not live without conscience.

Gu Chaoyun has been alone since his previous life and has no worries, the only thing he can't let go of is his obsession with Chongrong Sword Master.But what about the teenager?But he watched helplessly as his close relatives approached him, unable to get any closer.

Fairy Hongyan probably knew the truth a long time ago. Every time the female fairy stared at him, her face was obviously cold, but they always felt that she was about to shed tears.

Gu Chaoyun was the only one who occupied the magpie's nest.Chongrong Sword Master lived his life brightly and aboveboard, punishing all evils, such a bright and bright person, how can he tolerate the slightest evil thoughts.

Gu Chaoyun admired Chongrong so much, but it was precisely because of his admiration that he couldn't forgive himself for his despicable behavior.

The snow fluttering in the air became more and more dense at some point, and fell rustlingly.

The young man brushed off the fine snow sticking to his body, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Did you know? Chongrong is the only desire in my two lives. No matter how humble a person is, in the dark, he still has the instinct to yearn for the light."

And relying on sacrificing others to follow the light he desires is too despicable, even if he is not strong enough, he doesn't bother to be part of it.