Near the dragon vein.

Wild mountains.

The ruined mountain temple.

Zhurong needs a very long recovery, and because of the betrayal of King Bai, she dared not contact anyone at all during the trough, nor could she believe anyone.

Her blood-stained clothes had been replaced before.

When Xia Ji, wearing a Diksaw mask, returned to the town one time, she brought her a piece of red fox fur. Her long hair drooped her shoulders, covered her chest, and then wrapped it on her legs and buttocks. With her red clothes, her face showed a pink luster.

In order to avoid any more bandits, Dizang spared a chance and destroyed all the bandits around him.

When it is time to be cruel, Dizang will never be merciful.

All nearby bandit camps died in avalanches.

How to avalanche?

If you shake the mountain, won’t it collapse?

Dizang has made a long-term plan here. After all, the dragon veins need to be further excavated, and this is full of treasures.

As for what King Bai was trying to do, he had no objection.

It was impossible for him to "The White King stabbed the beautiful Zhurong girl, so the White King was the villain, and he was just going to do the way for heaven."

To a certain extent, the Holy Gate is exercising the will of a powerful person in the Immortal Palace, or more powerful people.

If you are the reincarnation of the Demon Emperor, or have a relationship with the demon clan, then this Immortal Palace will be the enemy you will eventually encounter.

So...

The White King is making trouble.

Isn’t this enemy a friend?

But he himself would not go against the Holy Sect, and would not say, "Because behind you is the Immortal Palace, I may be the Demon Emperor, so I will stand up and blow your Holy Sect, and then go to heaven to blow the Immortal Palace to find an answer."

in other words...

If King Bai takes action from the open, he will definitely stand on the side of the Holy Gate.

But if the White King makes trouble from the shadows, he will be an ally.

But in any case, this does not prevent Ksitigarbha from developing friendship with Zhurong.

This friendship is the seed that will penetrate into the immortal court in the future.

The two got along very well.

This little princess from the Jiang family in the Southern Dynasty even felt a sense of respect for each other.

She didn't expect that such a big man, Dizang, was quite gentle, not barbaric or domineering at all.

If you open your eyes when you get along with him, you will be a terrifying giant man who is five or six meters tall and needs to lower his head when entering the mountain temple.

If you close it, you will even feel like a gentleman who is as gentle as jade, or a senior who returns to nature.

This contrast made her feel very relaxed.

Every day, Zhurong seizes every opportunity to restore his strength, and Dizang will run away for a while.

Where is Ksitigarbha going?

Zhurong didn't ask.

Why did you ask when someone is going to work on the underworld?

Gradually, she recovered some strength and began to look for some wild game such as snow rabbits and mountain deer in the surrounding snowy areas. Then she called her back to deal with it herself, hoping to give Dizang a surprise.

But Jiang Lingyue is a talented woman, not a cook. Although she is barely burnt, she has roasted the game because the heat is too high. It is like chewing cloth in her mouth, and the strips of pork are like cloth shreds, which are difficult to swallow.

However, before she could remove the barbecue, Dizang came back. Then he happily swept away the wild game of Zhurong, and afterwards he said it was delicious against his conscience.

Zhurong has a strange feeling in his heart that is in turmoil.

But Dizang thought very simply. If a flower of deep friendship wants to bloom, you need to tolerate the other party’s shortcomings, praise the other party every day, reserve a little space between the two, use value between each other, and then persevere...

Zhurong's value to him is very obvious.

In addition to the future penetration effect, this is to make his [Booked Red Lotus] improve every day. Now he is taking the dragon vein every day and eating it, and Dizang's soul is also stepping up his digestion.

As the level of mysterious skills improves, the bite you can eat every day becomes bigger and bigger.

One day, Zhurong finally couldn't help but make a request: "Can you let me Kang Kang..."

Kang Kang me?

Dizang was stunned.

"Where is Kang?"

Zhu Rong lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and said softly: "Look at his face."

But Dizang did not reveal it, but said with a smile: "You know, we may have great fame in the world, and may be passed down myths. However, in the overall situation of the world, it is just a chess piece after all."

Zhu Rong woke up and bit his lip: "I know."

Seeing the girl feeling down, Dizang picked her up and gently put her on his shoulders, walked outside the mountain temple, leaned against the broken wall, and looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, like silver snakes and wax figures, and the wind and clouds rolled like waves and clouds.

Zhurong slid forward and fell into Dizang's arms.

Dizang only felt that maybe she was afraid of the cold, so she didn't think much about it.

He said in a hunched voice: "Look at this world..."

Zhurong is watching nature.

After looking for a while, she suddenly understood.

"For thousands of years, the universe is not a cage, there are no rules, and who is not a pawn? So... you can't lift the mask, right?"

Dizang thought about it, but in fact I was just afraid that you would see that I was Xia Ji.

But since you think so.

He let out a helpless chuckled with self-deprecating and asserted.

Zhu Rong: "I'm sorry... I should have known that a person like you must have followed the will of a powerful man in heaven and walked on the earth...

In fact, we are all such people. Maybe we are very busy, but we are just puppets in other people's hands. They smile and cry, and are proud, but they are pitiful."

The will of a powerful person? So?

Hmm...

He lowered his buzzing voice and replied gently: "I'm sorry."

Zhu Rong showed surprise on his face, as if he was asking why.

Dizang whispered: "I'm sorry, I can't treat you honestly."

Zhu Rong was stunned for a while, hugged his thick arm with both hands, and his face buried in his arms was smiling like a flower.

What else did she want? Such a sentence already made her very satisfied.

Flying snow.

Northland.

Outside the dragon vein.

The giant's figure sat upright outside the temple, like a mountain that was still moving, hiding the fire of a prairie fire.

In the bend of his arms, the curled girl, like a kitten, woke up in the spring scenery of the Southern Dynasty and yawned.

If the picture is frozen.

...

...

A month passed in a flash.

The two have a very harmonious life.

Jiang Lingyue felt very strange. She would not feel anything when she was in the Jiang family in the Southern Dynasty. She was one of the eighteen seats in the Holy Society and would not be too proud to hide behind the scenes. The revival of the memory fragments of the Fire Spirit Xuannv in her previous life made her look down on this mortal world at all.

However...

These days, she lived well in this dilapidated mountain temple that the beggars would not want to stay.

Her power began to slowly recover. The fire-sharp spear and the fire-sharp hairpin were found. Canghai Baihu also poured some wine into the white gourd. The wine was obtained by Dizang when he went to destroy the bandits.

Even though everything was getting better and better, she suddenly felt a strange feeling.

She hopes time can... wait a moment.

You can't pass so quickly.

She couldn't help asking, "Dixian, are you from the immortal?"

The big guy didn't say anything, and she began to start the essence of the human repeater... and began to ask constantly: "Are you from the immortal side? Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
To be continued...