Chapter 96 King of Resentment 1

The salty and steep mountain walls are crossed by a simple suspension bridge. The terrain is steep. If you don't have the courage, I'm afraid it's really difficult to walk over this suspension bridge without armrests.

There are mountains everywhere, and you can't see the head at a glance. Looking up, you can see the clouds like fog, but you can't see the top of the mountain. Looking down, there was only a dark one, and no one knew what was in the valley.

The vicissitudes of the suspension bridge began to shake slightly as people's pace, making a "squeak" sound. The faces of the people walking on it did not change. At the end, you can see a group of people standing there.

One of them held a dark purple cloak in his hands, and the collar was a high collar made of thousand-year snow fox fur. The cold here is completely different from the cold of the snowy mountains. The coldness of the snowy mountains makes people feel that their skin is almost frozen from the outside. And here, it makes people feel cold and piercing from the bottom of their hearts.

The first thing before someone stepped into the cave was to give the girl on his shoulder to the attendant beside him. The man with a cloak in his hand took a step forward, bent down to him respectfully, and straightened his hands, holding a neatly folded dark purple cloak.

"Master, welcome back."

"Thank you for your hard work this thousand years." He took the cloak handed over by the man in front of him, but he did not put it on, but put it on his shoulder casually.

"It's not hard." The slightly old figure slowly followed, and there were a few hunting vultures hovering outside, staring at everything deep in the mountain with hungry eyes. As long as it is corroded, it is their favorite.

In the deep mountains, there will never be a day.

This is the "Ere Valley" among the world's population.

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In Jiang Beichen's pavilion, fortears quickly merged with Bao. It can be said that except for the red man, all the others have arrived.

Jiang Beichen hasn't come back yet. Lian Jian sat at the table, holding his hair with both hands, and his heart was confused.

Abao ran in from the outside——

"The leader! It's a letter!"

letter? Lian Jian was stunned for a moment and quickly stood up. There is no doubt that the one who can write at this time should be Mr. Fu!

Take it from A Bao's hand and look at it carefully, looking more and more surprised.

Seeing the end, she was stunned and motionless.

The paper kite stood quietly on one side with a white paper umbrella. Because of the previous physical exhaustion, the sky has now fallen asleep in the corner of the wall. Lian Jian took a deep breath and said almost tremblingly:

"You, you wait for me here... I'll go and see... Mu Sheng..."

Abao nodded and looked at the figure of fortear that almost ran away in a hurry, and his face was full of doubts.

- What's wrong?

The meat was placed in a separate room. After the fortear ran in, he looked at the sleeping teenager with an unstable pace and fell in front of him.

Gently took a cold breath, and Lian Jian slightly propped up his upper body and climbed towards his bedside.

Sitting on the insole by the bed, he looked at the familiar face as if he had seen him for the first time.

...Anyway, it's too hard to believe. If this letter hadn't been sent by senior Fu, she would have thought it was an April Fool's Day prank.

If someone tells you that the cat who gets along with you day and night is the legendary Yelangjun, do you believe it!!

However, thinking of the talent of meat and the fact that he is calm in the face of no matter how powerful his opponent is, he would not have a mentality if he had not experienced countless battles. Today, the teenager is still in a state of coma, and his face is slightly flushed.

Senior Fu said that the meat has entered the state of "shield". These days are special days, and the fever of meat will automatically subside and wake up, but he has no way to cast spells.

Because his breath in his body is messy, even if he is forced to cast spells, it will not help.

So, the meat these days, even an ordinary person who doesn't know any martial arts skills, is enough to kill him with a knife!

"Shield" is the most mysterious practice in the night clan, and even the senior Fu doesn't fully understand it. He said in the letter that no matter how strange the phenomenon happened to the flesh, don't panic. What the forteri should do is to keep him from any attack in this fragile time.

The forcisian's fingertips gently touched the back of the meaty hand, and her heart was full of mixed feelings. She remembered that Hongshang said that if Ye Langjun practiced and traveled, he would be the night god with no future. And Yin Guangyao said that Cang Wusou is the one who can open the door of time and space, that is to say, she can... go home?

In addition to these, she is more panicked now. Jiang Beichen has not returned for a long time, and her heart can't settle down. This matter will definitely spread to the imperial city. The seventeenth princess died inexplicably. All the spearheads are aimed at the Mu family and the soul-sama Lord. It is difficult to imagine what the imperial city will do because of anger.

Just while Lia was still stupid, her hand was suddenly wrapped in something. She came to her senses in surprise and found that the meat had somehow woken up.

The meat held the fortight's hand, which was very light and light, and his body seemed to be unable to use force. Forthia looked at his face excitedly. Although his eyes were still closed, Forthia could find that his eyelashes were trembling.

The meaty body began to gasp, and he finally opened his eyes, and his dark pupils were unbearable, as if he had been tormented by the fire.

The forsythia looked at him with tears in her eyes, and her voice was a little crying:

"Our house has turned into ashes, and there is no place to go now. I'm afraid it won't end so easily..."

The teenager opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, but he could only breathe gently.

Lian Jian looked at him with concern and told him, "Meat, you don't have to talk. If you are not healthy now, just lie down well. Don't worry, I will protect you."

With that, a shallow smile appeared on Lianqi's face. Yes, she shouldn't talk about these things to the meat now. Now the meat should be well recupied, and the rest should be handed over to her.

Fee that his hand was pulled up, and Lianqi looked at the meat doubtfully. He slowly pulled his hand to his mouth and fell a gentle kiss mark.

Some hot lips touched the back of Lian Jian's hand, and a crisp feeling rose from the bottom of her heart. She looked at the meat in a daze, but the latter smiled happily at her. He spread out the palm of his fortula and began to stroke it with his right index finger. Lian Jian looked intently and felt it. She knew that this was what the meat wanted to say.

Write down what he wants to say to the forsythia——

"Sail - seal - from - present - from - you - is - me - old - mother-in-law -"

After writing, he held Lian Jian's hand and looked at her reaction.

The forbion's face turned slightly red. She looked at the meat coquettishly and turned around and looked away.

Her teeth gently bit her lips, but she just didn't say anything.

The meat stubbornly pulled her hand and looked at her eagerly, waiting for her to answer.

"All right." Lianqi pulled out his hand and held his face with his hand embarrassmently, and the blush was heavier.

Her four words were exchanged for a smile that was more dazzling than the sun, and her white teeth revealed how happy his heart was.

From now on, fortear is the person he wants to protect for a lifetime.

Well, it's the person he wants to marry in the future.

(First update~)