Xianghe

"You?" After Yuan Qinghui said that sentence, the young boy looked at him with half suspicion, half surprise, and shrank back like a frightened bunny into Yuan Qinghui's arms. Xianghe.

Yuan Qinghui smiled, feeling the body temperature of the person in his arms, and naturally hugged Xianghe a little tighter.

After retreating into Yuan Qinghui's arms for a moment, Xianghe swallowed saliva, then pushed Yuan Qinghui away, stood uprightly, cleared her throat, and addressed her solemnly. Touching the little boy under his feet, he said: "As long as you are willing to believe in me, I will help you solve your disaster."

Yuan Qinghui squatted on the ground and got up slowly, thinking that Xianghe, who is so strong and powerful, is so cute.

But then, the young man's reply caused the immortal airs that Xiang He had just picked up to collapse in an instant.

"I don't want to, you look so useless."

"Pfft—" Yuan Qinghui couldn't hold back his laughter for a moment because of the young man's sincere disgust, but he immediately adjusted his expression after a while, and regained the fairy air he had just corrected.

Feeling that Xianghe received a lot of blows, and his standing was a little unstable, Yuan Qinghui took advantage of the situation to support Xianghe's waist after standing up, and said to the little boy: "It's just a drought, the one in front of you This lord is a former official of Shennong, dedicated to bringing food and hope to the world, if you don’t even believe him, no one can really believe it.”

Yuan Qinghui straightened Xianghe's figure, and Xianghe cheered up when he heard Yuan Qinghui laying out his resume in front of the young man, shook his shoulders, and stood still.

"But when I went to sea, I heard that Shennong Xingguan is a tenth-rank official, and was demoted to a mortal a few days ago? Is it reliable?"

What the little boy said was getting more and more heartbreaking for Xianghe, and his attitude was becoming more and more disrespectful. Just now he was still kneeling on the ground talking to them, but now he just stood up and looked at Xianghe in circles with suspicion on his face. .

Feeling that the little boy's mouth knife pierced Xianghe's heart very hard, Yuan Qinghui was about to ask the little boy if he knew the identity of the Shennong star official a hundred years ago, and if he once gave the world The God who brings hope, do you know that he was demoted for the last time against the Emperor of Heaven for the sake of mortals? He was pushed away by Xianghe before he could say these words.

Xianghe pushed Yuan Qinghui's mouth behind him, driving him far away. What Yuan Qinghui was about to say was just pushed back into his mouth by Xianghe, and was pushed far away by this person .

But seeing that this person changed his previous unconfident appearance, shook his shoulders, and stood upright in front of the little boy, allowing the little boy to look up and down at him with that kind of completely disbelieving gaze.

"Then let's take a look and see if I have the ability to make you believe. I will do all the things you are going to do next, and see if the people will believe in me!"

For the first time, I saw the fiery fighting spirit appearing in the eyes of Xiang He, who was always as quiet as water.

As if a young child wants to fight to the death with the child next door because of a naive bet,

Yuan Qinghui stood three steps away, looked at the flames rising around the two people, and smiled.

A land abandoned by heaven, a land abandoned by heaven!

This is Yuan Qinghui's most intuitive feeling about this place after coming here!

Where can I find this kind of place that almost includes all the heinous places in the world?

Where can I find this kind of lonely place in the middle of the sea, with no shore in front and no god behind.

Where can I find such a ghostly place where a drought can dry up the whole country, but it still refuses to rain in the sea?

This kind of ghost place, people here said that the history here is more than a thousand years old, which surprised Yuan Qinghui even more.

How have you survived for thousands of years?I'm just wondering, I'm afraid I'm wrong to say that you are a land abandoned by heaven, if there is no protection from the gods, this ghost place can allow you to exist for more than a thousand years?

On the way to the next destination that the little boy was going to go, those few mortals would die before they had even walked a few steps.

It is too hot and there is too little fresh water.

There was no way out, so everyone had to find a place to rest in place, and Yuan Qinghui and the pointer demon who still had strength were ordered by Xianghe to find fresh water, but Yuan Qinghui left behind under a pretense, and the last coolies left were Down pointer demon.The pointer demon is easy to fool, as long as he says that he is the strongest person in the team and has to shoulder the task of protecting the team, he will go alone.

Yuan Qinghui found a place to lie down in the grass, staring at Xianghe and the little boy.

Because the little Jinwa was so thirsty, she slumped under the shade of the tree and didn't even bother to catch her breath. This made Yuan Qinghui very curious. After all, he always thought that the little Jinwa was a hidden person—and he didn't know what he was. What kind of species, but the strength shown from time to time is not bad, at least it will not hinder the team too much, but sometimes it is really like a person, tired, hungry, and thirsty, Yuan Qinghui once doubted Was he just pretending, but after being scolded by Xianghe many times, he obediently didn't know to explore his identity.

It's just this little boy, he has to focus on it now.

He is not as mysterious as Xiaojinwa, nor is he as powerful as the pointer demon. He is just an ordinary human being, but as long as he is close to Xianghe, no matter what his identity is, Yuan Qinghui dare not be careless.

The little Jinwa was basically in the state of lying dead, motionless and silent, only Xianghe and the little boy still had strength left, they sat under the shade of a tree, first looked at each other awkwardly for a moment, and then they both felt like they were getting an electric shock lowered his head.

Yuan Qinghui looked at Xianghe's flushed face in the grass, okay, this little boy also needs to be "taken care of".

After a while, Xianghe faltered and said: "That...my name is Xianghe, Dao Xianghe, I don't know your name yet..."

"Hengyu." The young boy didn't procrastinate at all, and answered before Xianghe finished speaking. The name turned out to be a gentleman who was completely different from his "working people" dress.

Xianghe blushed nervously and looked down at the hands she was holding together, still stumbling when speaking: "Well, you are so amazing, you dare to go to sea alone at such a young age..."

"Life forces us, if you don't take some risks to find a way to survive, everyone will die if you stay here." Little boy, no, Hengyu's speech is also not polite.

Xianghe seems to be very bad at dealing with this type of people, and he stuttered even more when he heard someone speak to him so stiffly: "Then...then...how old are you this year? "I always felt that every word Xianghe asked him revealed nervousness.

At the same time, Yuan Qinghui discovered a small point. When Xiang He is in front of someone he doesn't know well, the first thing he says is often to ask how old they are.

Hiding in the grass secretly wanting to laugh, after careful calculation, Xiang He was born the earliest among these people, and it is really frustrating just because they are old and do not have a long-term mind.

Hengyu seemed very unwilling to talk to Xianghe, and said impatiently, "Seventeen."

"Wow." Xianghe sighed subconsciously, and then said: "That's a bit big."

There was a trace of dislike for Hengyu's age in the non-nutritious words, which made Hengyu's forehead burst into a blue vein instantly. A young boy of this age has endless anger, but after all, the other party is a god, so it is still not safe. Strangers who know the basics, people will always be willing to give more patience and tolerance to strangers.

Hengyu chose not to speak to express his dislike for Xianghe, and now Xianghe started to have nothing to say.

Yuan Qinghui felt that the current Xianghe was very much like the self who was desperately trying to get close to him in the past, and felt that something was not good in his heart. He only felt that it was an overly correct decision for him to stay and observe the two of them secretly because of his beast instinct.

"Then, what season were you born in?"

Alright, the example of a speechless person who has nothing to say, Yuan Qinghui was sweating listening to Xianghe's words in the grass.

Feeling Hengyu let out a long breath, it seemed that he tried his best to suppress his dissatisfaction with Xianghe, so he answered Xianghe with a little patience: "Autumn."

Xianghe suddenly raised his head, stopped staring at his own hand, his eyes sparkled, and looked at Hengyu in surprise: "I was also born in autumn! Autumn, the harvest season, is so good!"

Hengyu looked at Xianghe who was suddenly excited and incomprehensible, his mouth twitched, then he turned his head away from looking at him, pretending to ignore Xianghe.

Seeing Hengyu ignore him, he returned to normal after a moment of excitement.

It seems that he really can't find a topic, but he can't stop wanting to say something, Xianghe's desire to talk is all shown on his face, staring at his hand nervously, but he can't stop Turning his head to look at Hengyu, Yuan Qinghui looked at such a cute Xianghe, although he liked it very much, but if he turned to others like this, he would still be very angry.

But someone is afraid that he is even more angry than him.

"What on earth are you trying to say! Can't you just say it clearly!" Regarding Xianghe's secretive questioning, the young Hengyu who looked like a straight-hearted boy finally couldn't stand his unstoppable prying. Exhausted of patience, he stood up abruptly and roared towards Xianghe.

This was the first time that Yuan Qinghui was not angry at all when someone yelled at Xianghe, and was even a little elated.

Okay, boy, you are right to do this, hurry up and stay away from Xianghe.

Unexpectedly, when the young man suddenly stood up and yelled at himself in a very angry voice, Xianghe was suddenly stunned, maybe it was the first time he was treated like this by someone, and he was so frightened that he huddled into a ball, Putting his hands in a defensive posture to block his face, he kept waving his arms and closed his eyes tightly, as if there was some shady monster in front of him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have no other meaning, I just want to say, hello Dazzling, I love you so much!"

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Even the noisy cicadas in summer have stopped calling.

"Stinky boy! You fucking stop!" Yuan Qinghui jumped out of the grass.

"Hey hey hey what did you just say, brother He? Don't you like your brother? Why did you become Hengyu so quickly now... Hey hey wait a minute, stop fighting, Qinghui Brother, others are still children, you are too ruthless - don't hit them, don't hit them..... See people clearly before hitting them! I am Xiaojin!" Xiaojinwa, who was half dead due to lack of water, was forced to join the team because of inexplicable development. war situation.

"Master came back from fetching water, I went to look for it for a long time, that place is really far away - what happened to you when I went there? Are you fighting in groups? Wait, which side is it? Don't you want to see people's big fights - it's so interesting, I Come too!" The pointer demon who inexplicably joined the chaos.