The dragon veins in Feihe Mountain do not like winter.

The cold land was frozen, and the mountains suddenly became much colder.

This kind of day is only suitable for sleeping. If you go out and wander, it is almost dangerous - a bird as fat as it is not visible on weekdays. Anyway, eating, drinking and drinking are good, but when it comes time for food shortage, fatness becomes a sign of excellence.

Some of the other tits were chattering around. Some wanted to find out where to eat, some wanted to live with it, and some wanted to hold a nest with it and lay eggs after the spring...

Stop, it is a dragon vein, and it does not lay eggs!

It can't be born at all!

Although it likes to stay in the pile of tits, it is because there are many birds on Feihe Mountain, so it is inconspicuous to mix in it. It can avoid being taken away by the hawks and falcons.

……call!

As he walked, the wind was loud in his ears, shaking the beautiful and neat black hair on its head like the lid of a pot.

The Feihe Mountain Dragon Vein calmly shook its toothpick thin legs, looking at the ground getting farther and farther away, and the strong claws behind it, sighed and said: That's it, the winter falcons will not let go of too fat birds.

Birds are fat in the flock, and eagles must catch them.

Is it wrong to be fat? It is obviously because of its sufficient spiritual energy.

After sighing, the Feihe Mountain Dragon Vein began to struggle.

The Eagle Falcon was originally happy to catch a delicious lunch, but when he was on his claw, he found it difficult to grasp. The sharp claws did not penetrate the flesh and blood, but seemed to be trapped in a ball of cotton. The Eagle Falcon tried hard to flap its wings, trying to bring this tricky thing back to the nest and then slowly solve it with its beak.

I was ready to wrap my tits around my body with spiritual energy: "..."

This preventive measure, coupled with the fluffy feathers, can only initially resist sharp claws and beaks, but it cannot withstand protracted warfare.

The body transformed by the dragon vein is also a flesh-and-blood body, and will also be supported.

A while ago, I was injured by Ayanpuka and kept it for a long time.

——The round body suddenly turned into a scoop of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The eagle and falcon were in the claws and circled in the air three times in confusion, unable to understand why the plump lunch that was still there just now disappeared.

Before he wandered for long, the hawk saw a new prey and pounced on it faster than his brain.

The Feihe Mountain dragon vein appeared silently on a branch. It moved its heart and looked up at the figure of the hawk flying away again. The melon seeds squirted their mouths and slowly combed their feathers.

What is good about becoming a human being or leaving home? As long as it is on the Feihe Mountain vein, it will be invincible.

The "King of Mountains" stood alone on the branches for a while, and lowered his head in depression.

What about the cub it accidentally got! What about the cub that survived by it instilled with spiritual energy?

Why did it recover from the wounds? When he went to the reed marsh to look for swordsmen, he found that Su Li was missing again?

It must have been those two dragon veins that led Su Li out!

The tit squatted on the branch dejectedly and calculated with difficulty. It should be the third month since the cub disappeared.

Looking at the autumn leaves are withering, looking at the north wind and snow, and it is about to turn into a bird's bird.

In order to find out the news, the Dragon Veins of Feihe Mountain always went to several villages at the foot of the mountain.

There are a lot of trivial matters, but there is no news about Su Li.

——There was a Zao named Suo Wang who rebelled and killed many people?

No wonder many refugees suddenly came to this mountain. Not only did the tits not worry, but instead thought proudly that Su Li would understand sooner or later that the best place in the world is deep mountains and dense forests like Feihe Mountain. What's good about it outside? It's dangerous and troublesome.

——When King Jing died, Jingzhou fell in full swing, and King Ning died. The prince who succeeded to the throne was lucky and had a capable general?

The tit shaking his head, he didn't remember any of this king and that king.

The main reason is that human lifespan is too short. It was obviously in the Chen Dynasty last time, but it turned into the Chu Dynasty in the blink of an eye. Now even the Chu Dynasty is gone. Who can tell the difference between those emperors and vassals?

The more I listened to the tit, the more I became worried.

Is its cub okay if it is so messy outside?

Winter goes and spring comes, and the mountains are green.

The tits no longer inquire about it, and they nestled on the spiritual veins of the mountain stream. Looking at the bustling mountains and forests, they were too lazy to move their eyelids. No matter which dynasty or generation it was outside, whose power was in trouble again, cub... Bah, what cub, what cub, the dragon vein has no cub!

"senior!"

There was movement on the steep cliff above the mountain stream.

The Feihe Mountain Dragon Vein is in a state of half-sleeping and has not even formed the form of a tit. Instead, it lingers near the stream in a floating cloud. If you have a pair of eyes that can penetrate the dense vines from a high place, you can see the slender and graceful figure of the Qinglong.

However, the dragon sees its head but not its tail.

The eyes of experts in the martial arts world do not have the ability to penetrate trees and break obstacles, and they cannot see the dragon hiding in the mountain stream.

Su Li only felt that when he walked here, the mountain wind and airflow became unusual, and it was heavy on his heart. He felt a trembling heart. Sure enough, what Meng Qi and Doctor Mo were real. There was really a powerful old senior living in seclusion in this mountain.

Meng Qi refused to talk to him too much. Doctor Mo seemed to want to explain, but was pulled back by Meng Qi.

That was when the three of them parted in Jingzhou. Su Li didn't listen to the corner and was so embarrassed that they were beyond words, but the two seemed to be fine.

Even if he saw something from Su Li's expression, he still looked very open-minded. Even Meng Qi would forget it. Even Doctor Mo was a "gentleman who had nothing to say", which made the swordsman feel itchy and complained that they would sooner or later, it would be better to make a big deal, and he would be so shameless that he would be so kind!

In fact, the swordsman couldn't think of a shame to make Meng Qi and Moli look down on the scene, and could not even tell the logic behind it. After all, Master Meng was arrogant and arrogant. Doctor Mo always liked to chase people to treat diseases. Both of them were not normal people, and his martial arts combined were invincible, so no one was afraid of it.

But who cares? It will be pleasant to curse for a few words, and there is no hope that the curse will come true.

Could it be that I have to make a plan to implement it? How to implement it? Su Li asked himself that he didn't have this brain, even if he welcomed it... Why did he use it to do such a thing?

It is hard to endure support.

Fortunately, King Shu was dead and the Holy Lotus Altar became a mob. The situation in Jingzhou was getting better and better, and Su Li was caring for the wounded under Fengxing Pavilion. When spring returned to the earth, his wounded and bone-moving patient finally could hold the handle of the knife again. Before that, Fengxing Pavilion followed the doctor's advice and refused to let anyone go.

Don't have the ability to protect yourself, and want to go home?

This is not as simple as crossing a street or passing through a few alleys in the city.

Jingzhou was hampered by the rebel army, and the people had to recover slowly.

The swordsman has such a head-covered image, but he is unwilling to spread his assassination of the king to the world (Su Li: If he fails, the killer will lose face). Don’t encounter evil demons and heretics. If you make any misunderstandings with the righteous sect, Su Li, who is stubborn, can’t stand it.

Mo Li handed the people to them, and Fengxingge made a promise, so no accident could happen.

So I dragged it back and forth, and waited until the spring was in full bloom, and Su Li returned to Feihe Mountain.

Suddenly, I thought of the old senior Meng Qi mentioned. The swordsman came to tentatively and wandered around, but did not dare to go deeper. When he heard that there was no movement in the valley, he left tactfully.

The half-sleeping and half-awake Qinglong: "..."

Wait, it seems like the sound of a cub just now?

A long roar caused changes in spiritual energy, dark clouds were covered with heavy rain.

Su Li looked at it and decided to find a cave to shelter from the rain.

Originally, as a gangster, he didn't care about getting in the rain and wind, but Doctor Mo had to have a good body to comprehend martial arts. However, he had been living in so many years and had a poor physical foundation. So Su Li completely missed the shocking scene of trees being blown by the strong wind and a green dragon soaring out of the sky in the heavy rain.

Su Li held his arms in the cave and waited for the rain to stop.

The green dragon sways among the clouds, looking down at his feet.

——Strange, why can’t you find it?

Qinglong became anxious, and his body instantly disintegrated, quickly turned into a tit, flapping his wings and searching in the rain.

Su Li wiped the blade, and the rain in the mountains usually stopped in half an hour, and the clouds were flowing very fast, so he was not in a hurry.

As the dark clouds gradually disappeared, the outside space became brighter, and Su Li was about to go out shaking his clothes. At this time, a ball suddenly rushed in from the thin rain curtain and stumbled on the ground.

He was soaked all over, and the black hair on his head was blown into a mess, and an unruly hairstyle appeared.

With a slap of his wings, the water droplets flew straight and almost threw them on Su Li's face.

Yuan Qiao tilted her head and stared at Su Li blankly.

The dragon vein is not good at recognizing people. The tit has forgotten Su Li's appearance, but it will not admit its mistakes with the breath of the cub, just like a part of its territory, the spiritual energy sent to save the dying woman many years ago, is in Su Li's body.

"Shihhh."

The tit was excited and jumped around desperately.

Su Li returned to the reed marsh this time and didn't see Mo Li's tits that were "destined to be with him" in the past. He was not surprised, after all, it was not a domestic one.

The bird that looks very clever and different always likes to wander around him. But it is not inseparable from him. It is always elusive. The bird wants to forage and asks to hold a nest. He has left so much, and it has been a whole autumn and winter. It is not surprising that the tits no longer come to "visit" him.

Although it is a bit regretful, but...just birds, even people cannot depend on each other for the end, so why force the mountain birds?

At this time, a tit that was so embarrassed that it could not be seen as originally appeared in front of him. The posture of not fearing mercy, the long and gentle screams, and even the posture of flapping their wings and jumping around in place made the swordsman hold his breath suddenly.

"Is it...you?"

Su Li tentatively reached out his hand, and the tits skillfully drilled his palm, and rubbed the water with the cuff as a towel.

"Jiji!" The tit accused angrily, knowing that Su Li didn't recognize him at all.

Swordsmen are very innocent. These birds are everywhere in the mountains. There are especially many nearby reed marsh. They are all round bodies with melon seeds and pot covers, and two toothpicks on the top of the lid and legs!

Oh no, this is just a bit special, it is the fattest one.

Even if it became a bird with soaked feathers and a sagging body, it was still a distinct ball.

The tits continue to accuse the cub of their ungratefulness and never return.

Su Li didn't understand, so he carefully wiped the tits hair. Seeing that the rain stopped outside, he put the round chirp on his shoulders.

There was no one in the mountains, so he didn't need to wear a hat. A smile appeared on his scarred face that he didn't even notice, and even his steps became lighter.

"Okay, let's go home?"

"Shih!"

The Feihe Mountain Dragon Vein flapped its wings dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!