Jiugai Dragon Song

In the early morning, the Defeating Soul Sect was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the green mountains were covered by mist. The endless mountains seemed to be revived after the rain, breathing out the lungs, and a sea of ​​mist evaporated, and the clouds and smoke moved slowly.

The light golden sun rose from the sky, smudged with a faint glow.

The Wuya Peak in the distance is still covered with snow, standing forever.

Nine-year-old Jun Xiangruo was wearing a bamboo hat and walking on the mountain road with six-year-old Wen Xingzhou, who was also wearing a bamboo hat.

The bamboo hat was too big for Wen Xingzhou, and it kept falling down to cover his eyes, so he puffed out his mouth and blew, hoping to get the bamboo hat on without his hands, but unfortunately it was impossible.

Jun Xiangruo helped him up.

Walk through the back mountain of the Beating Soul Sect in one year except for a few restricted areas - this is the experience Huo Qingyun gave them.

Today is the first day, let's start by shopping nearby.

This experience is too difficult for them.

The back mountain of the Defeating Soul Sect is not the back garden of a small courtyard next door, but mountains and ravines that stretch for several miles.

During the period, there were countless fairy grasses and spiritual plants, which attracted many spiritual beasts.

The unique geographical advantages have made Baihunzong the largest "heavenly prison" in Yuanjue Continent since ancient times, and various sealing barriers are hidden in it.

Even after Yaozun was killed, his Yaodan, which was extremely evil, was locked under Wuya Peak.That's another story.

Xiaowen Xingzhou frowned, pouted, and said angrily, "Master is too bad. My feet hurt from walking."

Jun Xiangruo thought about it, they seemed to have just gone up the mountain, and they hadn't walked for long.But looking at Wen Xingzhou, he couldn't help but said, "I'll carry you on my back."

Wen Xingzhou looked up at him with his small face, and thought for a while, "I'm afraid I'll tire senior brother."

Jun Xiangruo had already squatted down in front of him.

Wen Xingzhou lay on his back in embarrassment, and when Jun Xiangruo got up, he was still a little scared, with a pair of small hands tightly hugging his senior brother's neck.

The mountain road was a bit rough and bumpy all the way, Wen Xingzhou's bamboo hat had already slid down and almost completely covered his face, so he pulled out a hand and pushed the bamboo hat up.

The road was too boring, and Jun Xiangruo didn't know how to tell stories, so he put his chin on Jun Xiangruo's shoulder and sang completely out of tune nursery rhymes in a soft and soft child's voice.

Jun Xiangruo just listened.

He was a little sleepy while singing, rubbed his eyes, and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, his senior brother had carried him to noon.

There was nothing wrong with walking all the way, and I didn't even meet a spirit beast.

"Senior brother, I'm hungry." Wen Xingzhou put his head on the back of Jun Xiangruo's neck.

Both of them have not built a foundation, so they cannot bigu.After walking all the way with Wen Xingzhou on his back, Jun Xiangruo was also hungry.

"it is good."

Beside a bamboo grove, two children, one big and one small, sat side by side.

Jun Xiangruo took out the pastry wrapped in kraft paper from the space capsule.

The breeze blows, the bamboo forest rustles, and the mountains and mountains sing in the distance.

"Senior brother, can you tell me the story before you came to the Battling Soul Sect?" Wen Xingzhou sat on the rock, dangling his legs, eating a piece of crystal cake, and looked at Jun Xiangruo.

"I don't remember." Jun Xiangruo shook his head.

"How could it be?" Wen Xingzhou frowned and tilted his head.

Jun Xiangruo didn't know either, anyway, Huo Qingyun told him many things about the past, he only remembered that he was bought by her from a refugee, and he had no impression of the rest.

"I still remember," Wen Xingzhou stopped asking him, and talked about himself, "My parents passed away, and I was adopted by the village chief. But the village chief's house is not easy, I can only eat one meal a day .”

The little man talked about the past, but he didn't mean to be sad.

"One day, Master came, and the whole village came out to see her. She was like a fairy descending to earth. I have never seen such a beautiful person." Wen Xingzhou's eyes sparkled, "She said that I have a destiny with her. Take me away. I'm so happy."

"But the village chief's grandfather cried so sadly, saying that he was reluctant to let me go, but he couldn't let me live a good life." Wen Xingzhou was a little depressed, "Master sees him like this, so he doesn't want me anymore."

"But I want to learn my skills. I secretly caught up with the master. Tell her that the village chief and grandpa agreed with me to go."

Jun Xiangruo was a little disappointed when he heard that, "What about the village chief?"

"I don't know...he is alone now, I shouldn't have left..." Wen Xingzhou's tears flowed down, and finally turned into howls, "I shouldn't have left."

Seeing him crying, Jun Xiangruo was immediately at a loss, and comforted him: "It will be fine, the village chief will have villagers to take care of him."

"En." Wen Xingzhou wiped away tears with the back of his hand.

Jun Xiangruo gave him a few pieces of his cake, "Don't be sad."

Wen Xingzhou sobbed, "Brother, you are so kind."

After eating the pastries, the two were ready to return.Huo Qingyun stipulated that they must go back before dark every day.

They chose another way back.

On this road, there are many spiritual plants and spiritual beasts.

Wen Xingzhou chased the spirit beast around and picked a large bunch of spirit plants, very happy.

At that time, a snow-white icebone deer nimbly jumped over from the side, ran into a path, and stood there watching the two of them.A pair of white jade-like velvet antlers stand tall, and a pair of blue eyes are like jewels.

"Senior brother! It's so beautiful!" Wen Xingzhou pointed at the ice bone deer excitedly.

The Bingbone Deer was scared away by his voice, and went deep into the path.

Wen Xingzhou raised his foot to chase after him, but was stopped by Jun Xiangruo, "Wrong way, don't go, that's the 'Valley of Lost Way', one of the restricted areas."

Jun Xiangruo pointed to the boulder with the words "Lost Valley" standing beside the path.

Wen Xingzhou begged, "Go, go, just go and see that deer again!"

"No." Jun Xiangruo said resolutely, "Some roads can't be returned once you go."

"Okay..." Wen Xingzhou lowered his head in frustration.

It was dusk to return to the Defeated Soul Sect.After dinner, the two went to their own business.

Jun Xiangruo couldn't find Wen Xingzhou when he came back from sword practice.Then he stopped the two young men, "Two... Junior Brothers, have you seen Junior Brother Wen?"

The two youths looked at the nine-year-old boy and called out respectfully, "Eldest brother."

One of the young men thought for a while and said, "After eating, I seemed to see him go to the back of the mountain, saying 'Lost Valley'. I didn't pay much attention at that time...he wouldn't have gone there!"

Jun Xiangruo was startled, "Thank you, Junior Brother." After speaking, he turned around and strode away.

After he left, the young man who spoke just now sneered, "Tch, I really think of myself as a big brother. Who can show me with a straight face all the time."

"You can't practice the skills of the Beating Soul Sect, but you have the status of the chief disciple of the Sect Master, what a shame!"

"That's right! I went to other fairy sects to take the exam, and they said I didn't have a root and wouldn't accept me. Look at him, he has such a good root, but he still came to the Beating Soul Sect. He can't practice the skills of the Beating Soul Sect, and he can still be admitted to the sect master's sect." , How unreasonable." Another young man echoed.

"You said the suzerain would not want to pass the throne to him?"

"Just him? Do you want to be the suzerain without practicing this technique? I don't accept it."

"Otherwise it's Wen Xingzhou."

"Hey, you said he won't really go to Lost Valley?"

"No way... There is a Xinghuang Lion King sealed there, it's worth it if you go..."

"Jun Xiangruo is about to build a foundation, can he be saved?"

"I see hanging..."

"Speaking of which, his progress in cultivation is too fast. I didn't build the foundation until I was 30 years old."

"Comparing people to people makes people mad."

……

Jun Xiangruo ran all the way to Lost Valley.

It was night, only the moonlight came in the forest, and it was dark and gloomy.

Jun Xiangruo forgot all the dangers that Master said, and walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, calling Wen Xingzhou at the same time.

At that time, a lion roar sounded in front!

Jun Xiangruo ran over and saw Wen Xingzhou curled up between the rocks covered in blood, and a huge lion was rushing towards him!

In desperation, Jun Xiangruo grabbed Xinghuang Lion King's tail and pulled back with all his strength.

The Lion King, who was flying into the air, was dragged abruptly and fell to the ground, howling.

"Brother!"

The Xinghuang Lion King opened his mouth, showing his sharp fangs, turned around to look at Jun Xiangruo, made a "snurling" sound from his throat, then opened his bloody mouth, and flew towards him!

Jun Xiangruo took out his sword, and Mao Yao wanted to stab it in the belly, but he only made a shallow stroke.

The Lion King Xinghuang was enraged by him, and bit him madly, his body was scratched several times by the lion king's claws.

The Bingbone Deer, who was injured while protecting Wen Xingzhou, rushed over suddenly, and hit the Xinghuang Lion King with its pair of jade-like antlers. The Lion King was knocked to the ground, and his stomach was poked with blood by the antlers.

A deer and a lion were fighting beside, Jun Xiangruo took the opportunity to take out the magic weapon "Life Locking Pestle" that Huo Qingyun gave him, and gathered his momentum.

The Bingbone Deer lost to Xinghuang Lion King in the end, was bitten by the neck, and fell to the ground.

Jun Xiangruo's magic weapon was also ready, and a powerful beam of white light was shot at Xinghuang Lion King from the jade pestle in his hand.

In the strong white light, the Lion King wailed and was burned to ashes.

Wan Lai returns to silence.

Jun Xiangruo was panting, and went to look at the deer, but he was already out of breath.

He turned around and staggered towards Wen Xingzhou, feeling a little angry, "Didn't you say you don't want to come? There are so many places to go, but I want to come here. There are so many roads to go, but I want to take this one."

"I...I want to come and have a look..." Wen Xingzhou cried.

Jun Xiangruo knelt down in front of him, "Promise me, as long as there is still a way, don't go astray."

"I promise you." Wen Xingzhou was terrified just now, and threw himself into his arms and cried loudly, "I dare not, I won't..."

Only now did Wen Xingzhou see the ice bone deer lying on the ground behind Jun Xiangruo, the white fur had been dyed blood red.

Wen Xingzhou screamed and ran over, hugging the body of the Bingbone Deer, and the tears that had just stopped streaming down again, "Why...why did you die."

"Blame me. It's all my fault. I'm too incompetent. I'm so useless." Wen Xingzhou cried very sadly.

Jun Xiangruo didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

Wen Xingzhou cried loudly for a long time, and finally stopped, sobbing, looking at the Bingbone Deer in a daze.

Suddenly he said: "Senior brother, tell me, don't all good things disappear in a flash?"

A six-year-old child asked such a question.

Jun Xiangruo lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Xingzhou. At that time, he said, "Not necessarily."

Wen Xingzhou touched his face, grabbed a handful of tears and snot, smiled at Jun Xiangruo, and blew a snot bubble from his nose, "Thank you, brother, for coming to me."

Jun Xiangruo wiped his face with his sleeve.

Wen Xingzhou sobbed, "Brother, you are so kind."

He asked in a low voice, "Can I call you brother?"

Jun Xiangruo gave a pause.

"Ah."

"Brother." Wen Xingzhou smiled brightly.

Every day after that, there was always a boy with canine teeth calling him "brother".

But after he came back from Huangquanlin, Wen Xingzhou never called his brother again.

On that day, Wen Xingzhou still had a smiling face, "Why aren't you dead?"

Good things don't have to be fleeting.

Really...

Not necessarily?