Who Moved My Mountain

It is the hand of a pair of exquisite white women. Under the illumination of the sun, the white is like a jade. It seems that everyone who is not touching the sun spring, the red 蔻丹 on the nail seems to have just been painted, it is red and bloody, just look at this one. The hand, the imagination that can not be suppressed, in the huge gap, how beautiful a woman lies.

"Great courage..." The woman's voice came from under the ground, with a sly screaming, if she had long known that she was a drought, she was afraid that she thought it was a spoiled little girl.

Everyone did not dare to relax, but the voice just fell, and the soft voice just became cold and shouted: "Dare to disturb my rest!" The sound came out, as if the real pressure suddenly poured out, Just like the huge waves in the sea, everyone in the moment swept around.

Dyeing and Wu Xuangang were originally demon objects. For such a pressure, they were born with a city and awe. Almost instantly, the legs were soft and fell to the ground. Wu Xuan just clenched his teeth and his mouth gradually oozing.

Yunrong was in midair, and looked away from the huge pit. He was sitting in a woman wearing a big red dress. Her upper body was white and snow, and the beautiful one seemed to be a fairy in nine days, but the lower body was in a skirt. Tattered and rotten, revealing rotten foot bones. During the speech, her rotten foot bones slowly grew bleeding.

She is delaying the time!

Yunrong only glanced at it, and he understood the intention of the drought and flood. He said: "Put the skin that looks good again, and cover up the suffocation that doesn't come to you!" Then, the aura of the hand turned into a green one. The long whip, all of a sudden pumped past the drought.

Yunrong's whip was not preserved, and the drought and flood did not catch up. It was suddenly sucked on the face, and a long mouth appeared on the white cheeks, but there was no blood in the mouth, and countless black gas poured out. .

"Ah..." The drought and screaming screamed, reaching out to cover his face, looking up at the head of the cloud, and yelling: "You dare to hurt my face!" Saying, no matter whether it is still bone The legs and the claws in one hand rushed toward Yunrong.

"Is this your face? Don't put gold on your face!" Yunrong stepped down and instantly pulled up four or five meters, bowed his head, looked at the drought with a pity and disgusted eyes, and said: "Dead." For two thousand years, the bones have turned into ashes, and they still have obsessiveness and are not willing to leave. Heaven can't let you down!"

After the death, the soul is reluctant to leave, and stays in the body for a long time. The resentment breeds, the thoughts are still there, and the skin has been decayed. This will make you suffer from drought and drought, and the drought and flood are evils. Naturally, it will not look good. The appearance, but the face of this dry marsh is delicate, like a girl, clearly ruined many people, watered with blood, in order to keep the face is not old.

Yunrong licked the lips and corners, such evil things, can not stay!

"You shut up!" Hearing Yunrong said, the drought and flood suddenly became excited, and the delicate face instantly became distorted, and the clear scorpion became dark and rushed toward her at a very fast speed.

However, she just flew into the air, and a golden net appeared in the void. The drought and the flood suddenly hit the Internet. The golden light on the big net, the rune walked away, only heard the spurt, the drought and the flood fell instantly, heavy When I fell to the ground and looked up again, there were several black marks on my face. It was a trace of burns by the formation.

Yunrong did not give her any breathing space, the whip in her hand rose, and she suddenly pumped toward the drought.

Unexpectedly, the drought and flood on the ground did not hide, but also raised her head and revealed a hazy smile to her. Yunrong felt a tight heart and wanted to recover the whip. It was too late, and the drought and the hand reached out, and immediately caught the whip and bent the corner of the mouth. Road: "Little hill ghost, do you think that you and a few soft-footed shrimps can stop me? I am already a drought, and the sea is surrendered. You are a human-born **** who wants to kill me and dream!"

"Cloud predecessors, be careful!" Dyeing is anxious to jump up.

I saw that the voice of the drought had just fallen, and I used a force to pull the whip. When Yun Yun suddenly became unstable, she would fall from the air. Her heart was tight and she wanted to withdraw her aura, but found that there was no way to withdraw it.

The drought and flood is absorbing her aura!

"How is the feeling of loss of Aura? My little hill god? Hehe..." Looking at Yunrong’s face, there was a hint of panic, and the smile of the drought was even bigger. She suddenly flew into the air, ignoring the law. The big net, reaching out and grabbing it, only heard a slamming sound, and the golden sky of the void suddenly broke.

At the same time, the three people who were struggling in four directions, a spurt of blood, could not support it any more, and fell straight to the ground.

Yunrong originally guarded the position of the middle of the array. This is also the most important position. Now the array is broken. Her face is white and she doesn't mention it in one breath. She suddenly breaks the aura and instantly falls backwards. The ground fell to the ground.

"Predecessors!" Dyeing quickly came to help her, Yunrong held her hand and shook her head: "Come on, take them away!"

Today I am afraid I have to plant it here. I know that she is still working hard to make money, and she has to earn money! Yunrong did not regret coming here to help, but I was a little sorry in my heart. I knew that I did not hide from Lu Henian two days ago. I don’t know if I can see each other.

Yunrong’s various ideas flashed past, but his face did not show any slight retreat. She bit her teeth and stood up and sneered: “I am a small hill ghost, I can’t beat you, but I’m always better than you. Helium, the evils that are born against the heavens are strong!"

"What is heaven? As long as I am strong enough, I am heaven!" The pain was poked, and the face of the drought was distorted. She said, while she was clawing, she caught it.

Seeing the cloud will be caught, the smell of incense is blocked in front of her, almost instantly passed through the shoulders, and slammed out.

Looking at the smell of incense falling not far, unable to maintain the figure, suddenly turned into a blood-stained gold silk hollow sachet, her eyes cold, watching the dry eyes without a trace of emotion, tone plainly: " Idiot said dreams!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yunrong flew into the air at once, and a black feather fan appeared in the hand. In the next second, she was like a sword with a sheath, and the fan in her hand was instantly drawn toward the drought.

How can a broken fan take her? The marsh was not in my heart, but I didn't expect that a feather fan that could be broken at the moment, when it touched her, was as hard as a steel knife, and suddenly broke her chest.

"Ah..." The face of the drought was changed, and the screaming gas screamed. I grabbed the fan and pulled it hard. Not only did the fan □ □, "How dare you hurt my skin, I want to kill you!" Her hands clenched the shoulders of Yunrong tightly.

Yunrong felt that the aura of his body was quickly lost. He lifted his legs and squatted on the stomach of the drought. The drought and the pain caused him to burst out.

Two times was sucked away, and Yunrong’s face was white like a piece of white paper. She fell to the ground and could not climb for a long time.

"Do you think that you are very right? Don't fake the fake, you are more sad than my demon, how is the memory sealed for thousands of years?" The drought is not in a hurry to kill Yunrong, while playing with himself hanging on the chest The long hair before, slowly came over and said: "Why are you alive? All the gods in the world have fallen, but you still live well? Don't you feel weird?"

"You shut up!" Reiki, the Yunrong station can not stand, she subconsciously interrupted the words of the drought, because she has a feeling that the drought will say that he does not want to hear.

"What power do you have to order me!" The suffocating suffocation of the hand of the marmot was suddenly turned into a whip, and it was drawn on Yunrong. He smiled and said: "I want to say that you are still alive, and they are all built on the sacrifice of others. What is the difference between me and the human blood?"

The words of the marmot are like a hedgehog stuck into the heart of Yunrong. She feels that there is a vague place in her mind that has been opened. A sadness that is difficult to contain has come up, almost drowning her whole person.

"Don't say it again!" Yunrong covered his ears and felt that his heart was like being penetrated into the oil pan. The pain would crack open, and while he was talking, the tears would flow out.

The same was true when He Bo died last time. What did she forget? There is an answer to her desire, but she just can't think of it, why she can't remember it!

On the other hand, Lu Henian had already arrived in Lingnan, sitting in the car rushing to Stone Village. He suddenly used a kind of heavy uneasiness in his heart and said to the driver involuntarily: "Trouble to drive faster."

"Young man, it’s not that I deliberately opened slowly. Here is the mountain road. It’s fast, I can’t stop the car. What happened when I got out of the way? It’s coming soon, don’t worry.” The driver is a local uncle, wearing a plastic mandarin. .

If he didn't give more money, he really didn't want to open this embarrassment. I heard that the police station caught a group of traffickers in Stone Village. The whole village is a accomplices. Although he is old, he looks handsome and handsome. What can a trafficker look at?

The driver was thinking about it, Lu Heian’s uneasiness was getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly his heart hurt and instantly frowned. He reached out and covered his heart. He always felt that something big was going to happen.

"Master, I am really in a hurry, trouble you faster!"

"I have done it, boy, I know, and I have to go to Stone Village in five minutes." The driver waved his hand.

His voice just fell, and the black hair around Lu’s wrist flashed a green glow, and it suddenly loosened and floated away from the half-open window.

"Parking!" Lu Henian reached out and grabbed it, but grabbed an empty space and immediately shouted that the driver's car had not stopped. He had already pulled the door and rushed out, striding to catch up with the hair that had drifted away.

The drought and the rain looked at Yunrong, who couldn’t stand up on the ground, and there was a taunt in the bottom of his eyes. They were all gods. Why did this little mountain **** live well, no disease and no disaster, but she was sealed in the backcountry of the millennium, underground Cold, no one looked at her, the snake worm ant licked her, and the cold and the heat afflicted her, day and night, so hard.

Is she going to become a drought? What she doesn't want is harmed by the human race. She **** the blood of the human race, but she is asking for a little interest. She wants to bury her with Lingnan!

Thinking this way, the drought and flood are not ready to accompany Yun Yun. She went to the front of Yunrong and reached out to her heart. As long as she ate the heart of the mountain ghost, the cultivation of four thousand years was her.

Seeing the fingertips getting closer and closer to the cloud, the drought and the hook hooked the lips, and the beautiful face showed a bloodthirsty smile.

"Ayun!"

When Lu Henian followed the hair, he saw this scene. The little girl was half-squatting on the ground, looking at the front with a gaze, her face full of painful expressions and wet tears, as if she had been abandoned by everyone, like a heart. Dead gray.

Lu Henian felt that her whole heart was stunned. Such a little girl was never seen before. Even when she killed He Bo, she laughed before she passed out.

The voice of Lu Henian came from the ear, Yunrong's eyelashes trembled, and finally pulled away his thoughts from the sorrow of the face. She slowly turned her head, because she was tears in her eyes, she could only see A blurred figure.

This figure gradually coincided with the back in the memory, Yunrong's lips moved, whispered: "Ahe... I am afraid..."

Hearing the sound and turning around, there was a drought, and she looked at Lu Henian with great interest. She sneered and said: "The person who is cursed by the world is a bit interesting. Unfortunately, you can’t save her because you It’s just a small family."

When he said it, he would no longer pay attention to Lu Henian, and he reached out to the heart of Yunrong’s heart.

Seeing the fingertips of the drought, I will meet the little girl. Lu Henian’s eyes are cold and I don’t think too late. I almost rushed to push the little girl under my body. The next second, the fingers of the drought have been slammed into Lu’s The back is bloody.

"Ah..." The drought and screaming screamed, and I pulled back my hand. Then I saw that the fingertips of Lu’s blood had just been completely black, as if it had been burned by fire.

The face of the marmot was flashing a trace of surprise, and shouted: "You are not a human race? What are you!"

Her cultivation is already a drought, a semi-god, there is nothing in the world that can hurt her, even the mountain ghost can only hurt her skin, can not hurt the soul, but the man's blood, but let She has a feeling that her soul is burning.

What the drought and flood did not notice was that the black suffocating gas in the blood, like its own consciousness, slowly entered her body.

Lu Henian didn't even give her a look. He couldn't take care of the wound on his back. He held the little girl in his arms and patted her back. The voice shook: "Ayun don't be afraid, I am here, I am Here……"

The thick **** smell filled the air, Yunrong finally came back to God, and when he looked down, he saw a small blood on the ground. She subconsciously seized Lu’s shoulder: "Second brother..."

"It's me!" Lu Henian's face was pale, but his voice was very firm. He kept the little girl in his arms.

I watched the two men still hugged in front of them. The dry eyes flashed and the eyes were a little angry. Her dark scorpion suddenly became blood red, and she looked at Lu’s back face with a hint of hate. .

"Why...why..." The drought and drought felt that her brain was very chaotic. She stepped back two steps. She completely lost her clarity and muttered to herself: "Whyever everyone waits for someone they want to wait for, but you don't Come?"

Yunrong noticed the abnormality of the drought and flood. She looked at Lu Henian and carefully climbed up from the ground and saw the wound behind Lu Henian. She licked her mouth and looked at a sorrow in her eyes. She reached out and touched his wound. The blood stopped at once.

The drought and floods seem to have completely fallen into their own illusion. The suffocation on her body suddenly converges, and the cold smile on her face disappears. Standing in the same place, holding hands, the beauty is like a girl in love.

"Su Lang, why don't you come? I am waiting for you for three days in the snow with a wedding dress. Why don't you come!" The face of the marmot seems to cry like a cry, and the sound is sobbing, suddenly, she is a voice. Sharp and full of anger: "Suri, you are a coward, you have my heart, I want your children and grandchildren to repay!"

At this time, Yunrong glanced at him, grabbed the feather fan that fell on the ground, and rushed to the drought and flood at a very fast speed. He only heard a bang, and the feather fan was like a sharp knife. The whole fan suddenly fell into the heart of the drought!

"Oh..." The sound of the drought was abruptly stopped. She suddenly pulled away from her own fantasy and looked down at the incredible look.

"The past is going on, you should leave." Yunrong licked his lips and looked at the drought and the eyes were not disgusted, not disgusted, only a faint sorrow.

"Why? Why is it every time!" The expression on the face of the marmot was distorted for a moment. Her body swelled and almost swallowed the cloud. "What am I doing wrong!"

The whole body was enveloped in the suffocating air, and the cloud was uncomfortable, but he still replied: "You are wrong not to take the sword to the slant, to make evil before you die, and to have a quiet trial after death. Other Terran people are not wrong."

Said, exhausted all efforts to push the fan forward, this sub-fan has not entered the body of the drought.

"Ah..." The dry face showed a painful expression, and the whole body's suffocating spurt out, and the beautiful face turned black and sag instantly, like a dry corpse.

The device was nailed into the body of the drought, and Yunrong had no strength at all. He was smashed by the suffocation of the marmot, and it fell three or four meters away. He was stopped by Lu Henian.

The dryness of the body of the marmot was exhausted, and the original appearance was already invisible. She stood in the same place because the station was unstable, and the empty eyes looked at Yunrong. The corner of her mouth seemed to work hard to pull out a smile, and the voice was low and dumb. : "The hill ghost, my name is Jiang Nian Nian..." The words have not been finished yet, and a wind blew, her body broke into powder in a moment, blowing in the wind.

Watching the drought and the flood were finally killed, the tone of Yunrong’s support was also scattered. She turned her head and looked at Lu Henian deeply. It was black and fainted.

When the drought and flood died, the powerful pressure also disappeared instantly, and the dyeing became a human form. Wu Xuangang tried to climb up from the ground and ran to the side of Yunrong. He dyed his hand and touched the Lingtai of Yunyun. He breathed a sigh of relief. Road: "Fortunately, but the aura is exhausted, the cloud predecessors are fine."

Lu Henian looked at the little girl with a small, pale face in her arms. The distressed face was dark. He reached out and hugged the little girl and hugged him.

"Where are you going, let the cloud seniors go back to the special office with us, there are many seniors there, so good to adjust the body." Looking at Lu Henian, the Wu Xuangang quickly behind him.

Lu Henian’s back was paused, and he turned to look at the crowd coldly. His tone was cold and cold: "I hope you don't want to find her in the future. She is not a special person. There is no need to control your special affairs!"

Lu Henian regrets, he should not lie on the little girl. When she first knew her identity, she should confess that she was carrying herself to Danqiu Mountain. The little girl did not have to do such dangerous things in order to earn money.

In fact, compared to the safety of the little girl, what happened to Danqiu Mountain, even if it was given to her.

But when I think about it, even if I don't have to make money, when I encounter such a thing, the little girl will rush forward in front of her, because she is a responsible mountain god, and the safety of her heart is more important than her own safety.

When Lu Henian walked out of the woods with Yunrong, Zhang Chongming could not easily see him. He had already turned a dozen or so laps outside the forest. He did not find where the president went.

Now I saw Lu Henian, as if I saw a savior. I just prepared to sigh a few words. I saw the Yunrong of the president’s arms. I was shocked and quickly came over: "President, Miss Yun, what happened to me? Contact the hospital right now!"

"Do not contact the hospital." Lu Henian stopped the road, just the demon said that the little girl is fine, should not be a problem, not to mention the girl is not a person after all, if you go to the hospital to find out what is not good.

Zhang Chongming, a slap, have been injured like this, do not have to go to the hospital?

Lu Henian thought about it again and again: "You contact us and drive the helicopter over. We will go back directly to the sea."

"Okay, I will contact you immediately!" Zhang Chongming quickly contacted Lu’s instructions.

Half an hour later, not far from the helicopter, the helicopter rang the roar of the helicopter. The helicopter hit several circles in the air and finally stopped on an open space.

The cabin door was pulled open. Wang Jing came down from the plane according to the blown hair. He ran to Lu Henian and said: "President, I arranged for Dr. Hua to come over. You and Yun Yun can get on the plane." an examination."

Dr. Hua is a private doctor of Lu Henian and a trustworthy person.

Lu Henian nodded, holding the little **** the plane and putting the little girl flat on the seat, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

Not far away, the three men and two demons standing in the special coordinates of the capital, all looked envious of the helicopter that was slowly lifted up. Wu Xuangang stunned: "When we specialize, there will be a helicopter transfer. what?"

"When you can kill the droughts and sorrows alone!" I was disgusted and looked at Wu Xuangang.

I didn’t expect Wu Xuangang not to pick up with her this time, but instead nodded in a deep sense: “I guess I can’t sit on a helicopter, and I hope that I will never encounter such a powerful evil again. ""

The author has something to say: Ahe: My little Ayun wants to restore memory.