little spicy jiao

Cloud Continent, the Far Eastern Realm, Hidden God Valley.

The holy land of Taoyuan, which used to be like spring all the year round, is now in a mess, with scorched tree trunks and dense bushes lying around, the Sunset River flowing through the center of the valley looks dry and decayed, and the world-famous Sunset Lake at the end of the river has also disappeared without a trace. Fish carcasses were scattered all over the riverbed, mixed with withered aquatic plants, making it hard to see clearly.

Suddenly, a tremor came from the center of the lake, and in the blink of an eye, the entangled aquatic plants were pushed away, and then, a transparent crystal coffin lid flew out from the center of the shock.

The coffin lid was covered with silt and water plants, but the other side was as clean as ever. After the coffin lid fell to the ground completely, the prescription was lifted and a snow-white ghost crawled out slowly.

The ghost was knee-length with white hair, wearing a pointed black hat, and wearing a sacrificial white robe, with a glistening hazy white light all over his body, but he looked like a young man.

The white-robed ghost climbed out of the coffin and floated into the air, lowering its head and quietly scanning the messy valley.

The color of his eyes is a rare deep blue, clear and transparent, his whole body is composed and calm, and he often looks like he is in deep thought when he doesn't move.

Just staring at the destroyed valley for a while, the white-robed ghost closed his eyes and sighed softly, "God's tricks", then opened his eyes again, looked to the north, and listened carefully.

After a while, as if he had finally heard something, a look of relief flashed in the ghost's eyes, and a burst of soft blue light suddenly shot up from his body, completely illuminating the entire valley.

After the blue light dissipated, a blue whale as huge as an island suddenly appeared at the place where the ghost had stopped. The blue whale suddenly raised its body to face the direction of the sound from the north, and raised its head and neighed sharply. Howls resounded through the sky.

***

And the western part of the mainland, in the secret realm of Senhai.

In the middle of the dense and deep dense forest, a huge locust tree with roots covering almost half of the forest is bathed in warm sunlight. The luxuriant leaves cover the sky and block out the sun.

All of a sudden, there was a faint whistling sound from the distant sky, mixed with irrepressible excitement and eagerness, which suddenly awakened the sleeping ancient trees.

The locust tree transformed into a tall young man almost immediately.The young man was wearing a dark green gown, his pupils were dark green, and the green light all over his body was faintly visible, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

However, the upturned dark green eyes couldn't hold back the tears, and the young man stared blankly at the place where the whale whistle came from—the extreme east, the place of attachment in this life.

Suddenly, he knelt down on both knees, leaned over and grabbed the ground with his forehead, his hands propped on the soil were clenched into fists, his lips were slightly parted, and tears filled his eyes.

Moments later, the rustling of leaves soaring into the sky with soft but unwavering power followed the sound of the whale howling like a bamboo, and passed all the way north.

***

At the same time, the mainland is facing all the hidden secrets.

Countless sleeping monsters woke up one after another and opened their eyes amidst the continuous calls of the whales.

In the next moment, there was a carnival like the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

In the Continent of Yunmiao, all the monsters screamed together overnight, and the roar shook the sky.

***

At dawn, when the sky was breaking, in the quiet and warm attic, the child who was sleeping peacefully opened his eyes in a daze, and crawled out of the bed in a panic.

As soon as the child moved, the sword master in black, who was meditating beside him, opened his eyes, went straight to the ground, approached the side of the couch without a sound, and took the child who was waving his small hands tightly into his arms. She firmly held the child's wrist, and slowly patted his trembling back.

The thin robe on the child's back was completely wet with sweat, sticking to his back. When the man touched his forehead, he felt cold sweat.

Dugu Jiu took out the handkerchief and wiped the child's face, then comforted the child in a low voice: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Mo Jiaojiao muttered a few words in a daze, and regained consciousness. After seeing the extremely familiar figure, he couldn't help throwing himself on the man's shoulder, wrapping his arms tightly around the man's neck, panting in shock and letting out a thin moan. cries.

He was trembling almost all over, but there was no usual sadness in his soft crying, it seemed like weeping with joy.

The child rubbed his forehead vigorously, and cried as he rubbed: "Jiujiu... Jiujiu... anxiously listening... I heard the owner of the valley! There are many... many monsters..."

After Mo Jiaojiao insisted on speaking, he couldn't help but raised his head, opened his mouth and howled, his face was flushed red.

It had been a long time since he cried so childishly, but today he seemed to have returned to the time when he was still in the Valley of the Hidden Gods, and he no longer had any scruples.

"The owner of the valley said... spoke... called Jiaojiao..." Mo Jiaojiao was so anxious that he wanted to jump up in the man's arms, but he was carried back again. He simply let go of his wrist and sat in Dugu Jiu's arms. Zhong stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, sobbing, "Master Gu...Jiao Jiao is going to find him...Jiao Jiao is fine...going home..."

"I know." Dugu Jiu coaxed in a low voice, released Yuanli from the palm of his hand and attached it to the child's back, slowly poked in and sorted out the disordered demonic power in Mo Jiaojiao's body.

He wiped away the tear stains on Mo Jiaojiao's face, and said: "It's all right, I will go with you, don't cry."

Seeing that Mo Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, choked again with a loud "hmm", and coughed unceasingly, he put the person back on the couch, got up and poured warm water, and fed the child a few mouthfuls skillfully.

"How did Jiaojiao hear the voice of the owner of Yinshen Valley?" Dugu Jiufang asked in a low voice when Mo Jiaojiao gradually calmed down.

"That's it..." The blushing child blinked in a daze, and subconsciously leaned over to put his cheek, which was hot from being too excited, against the side of the man's face, and rubbed it stickyly. It took him a long time to feel stupid He bent his big eyes, pretended to be smiling, and said happily: "The owner of the valley is calling, and there are other monsters, a lot of monsters."

"How could Jiaojiao hear it? What did he say?" Dugu Jiu frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Between the monster clan, they can call each other. As long as they turn into their own bodies and call out, they can let monsters anywhere hear what they say." Mo Jiaojiao recited like a memorization, and said: " However, only the big monsters can do this, and the small monsters can only be heard by monsters far away when they are dying."

"Jiao Jiao doesn't know what the owner of the valley said..." Mo Jiaojiao frowned again as he spoke, wondering: "The owner of the valley just woke us up with his voice, and there was no other words in it. Maybe Jiao Jiao was too Stupid."

Dugu Jiu patted the child's back, his eyes were dark, and he didn't speak.

The Hidden God Valley family had already fallen in the war seven years ago, how could it be possible to resurrect and call Mo Jiaojiao?If there is fraud in it, then why are all demons screaming together?

"Jiujiu, has the owner of the valley returned?" Mo Jiaojiao asked anxiously.

"Perhaps." The man pondered for a moment, and said: "The method of revival of the monster clan is unprecedented. I have read all the classics in the world, and I have traveled thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, but I have never seen it before. Can the owner of the valley leave a reminder for Jiaojiao?"

"Reminder?" Mo Jiaojiao tilted his head and recalled, "I don't think there is. Only when the owner of the valley turned into a star, he told Jiao Jiao to come to you, and he had to go home first. But the home of the Yaozu is not on the opposite side of the mainland. ?"

"En." Dugu Jiu nodded slightly, looked down at the child's eyes, and after a while stroked Mo Jiaojiao Yuanyuan's hair, said: "It's okay, I'll know when I go down the mountain. Sleep."

Mo Jiaojiao nodded obediently, and murmured a few more words, "The owner of the valley has spoken, Jiaojiao heard it", as if to convince himself that it was not a dream.

Dugu Jiu changed his clothes and hugged him into the bed, patted him for a long time before he fell into a deep sleep again.

***

After the New Year's Eve, everyone in the Tianyan Sword Sect resumed their usual routines. In the new year, a group of new disciples will be selected into the sect.

When Mo Jiaojiao led Shen Siyuan to the Zongmen, he looked back at Patriarch Hongyu behind him, and said happily: "The suzerain and the elders should take good care of themselves. Jiao Jiao will come back safely."

The child's voice is soft and sweet, as if mixed with honey.

Ancestor Hongyu couldn't help laughing and said: "Jiao Jiao should also take care, go out, think twice before doing things, protect yourself, if someone dares to bully you, don't be afraid, if you really can't beat you, there is Master Shen...cough Cough, I mean, remember to put away the sword command and the messenger talisman, crush the talisman when you are in danger, and I will go down the mountain to help you immediately."

"Okay." Mo Jiaojiao obediently agreed, and made a bow like an adult, "Jiaojiao is gone."

After finishing speaking, the child turned around, pinched the whistle hanging around his neck, and blew softly. Then, a donkey suddenly appeared beside Mo Jiaojiao.

donkey?

The sword cultivator behind him couldn't help but look at each other, and they all saw the unbelievable expression in each other's eyes.

"Shen Siyuan, what's the matter with Jiaojiao's mount?" Lian Yunshan quietly pulled the backward young man over, and said: "This uncle Chongrong and you have a mount, how can you let him ride a donkey? How can you hurry? ?”

"It's not my fault." Shen Siyuan shrugged innocently, "Jiao Jiao insisted on choosing a donkey, and Chong Rong agreed."

Just as he was talking, Mo Jiaojiao had climbed up with his arms around the donkey's neck, turned around and sat down on the donkey's back, grabbed the donkey's hair with one hand to stabilize himself, and raised the other hand to wave Waving, said cheerfully: "The lamb is gone."

Shen Siyuan hastily turned his head to answer, and whispered a few words in Lian Yunshan's ear, ignoring Lian Yunshan's sudden blushing face, just smiled, waving his fan, and followed the donkey down the mountain.

Ancestor Hongyu waited until the person walked away, Fang turned around and looked at his brother who had been looking at him with questioning eyes from the beginning to the end, and said helplessly: "Master Chongrong insists on doing this, even if I stop it, I can't stop it." living."

"Sovereign, what I'm curious about is how did the uncle get down the mountain?" Fairy Hongyan said with interest, "He actually borrowed all of my Baixiao mirror for this trip. It seems that he has planned it long ago. I saw it just now. , There seems to be a wooden carving hanging on Jiaojiao's neck? I've never seen that before."

"This... I don't know either." Patriarch Hongyu looked up at the huge mountain gate, remembered the strict gate rules, and finally kept silent in order to keep his beard, which was only half left.