Tales of Herding Gods

When Long Qilin heard this, he was shocked, but the voice was somewhat familiar.

Even so, he did not dare to be scornful, immediately swayed and turned into a strong young boy of Kirin's first person, but he changed too fast, forgetting that Qin Mu is still on his back.

Qin Mu’s dance was falling, and Long Qilin rushed to pick him up and put it on his shoulder, carefully looking out to the moonlight.

Today is the seventh day, the moon array is a big crescent when it runs to the seventh day, and the rest of the array is blocked by shadows.

The array is very large, very broad, hundreds of miles apart, and the part that is in the shadow has not disappeared. The array is still operating, but it is blocked.

This method is like a moon palace. There is a palace in the middle of the month. The scenery is beautiful and it is very pleasant.

"It is definitely a beautiful woman who is in charge of the moon in the sky."

Long Qilin poked his head out of the shadows, and saw that the broken place caused the moonlight in the moon to scatter like water.

In the middle of the month, a woman sat on the tip of the crescent, looking at it, squinting.

"is her?"

The dragon unicorn was slightly stunned. The Qin Mu statue on his shoulder was a scattered puppet. The limbs were weak and slipped from his shoulder, and his head was skewed.

Long Qilin quickly helped Qin Mu, the woman on the crescent came and was surprised: "What happened to him?"

"The teacher is hurt."

Long Qilin said to the woman: "The injury is very heavy, but it should be a small problem. The leader, wake up!"

He shook Huang Qin, Qin Mu's head was shaken like a rattle, then opened his eyes and looked at the woman, only to see the familiar face, but could not remember who it was.

"How are you here?" he muttered, and fell asleep in a dream.

"Look, the problem is not big!" Long Qilin was full of confidence.

The woman was very worried. He was sent to the moon palace and said, "I just cleaned it here. You are going to heal here first."

Long Qilin settled Qin Mu, and the woman diagnosed Qin Mu’s injury and indulged him for a moment.

Long Qilin went forward and smiled. "You didn't know anything at the time, but now you will have alchemy medicine?"

The woman smiled and said: "After you left, everything needs me to come. At that time, I was still very young and I needed to learn anything. I learned a lot and I will."

Long Qilin thought for a moment and said: "It was a dream, the teacher, the great deity, the box, and me. It was so confusing that it was in the city of Blum. After dawn, we left. The experience of that night was It’s wonderful, it’s a memorable one.”

The woman turned back and looked at Qin Mu, who was sleeping on the sickbed, showing a gentle smile: "Yeah. After tens of thousands of years, I woke up from my nightmare many times. When I remembered the experience of that night, I suddenly lived again. The courage to go on."

Qin Mu heard a familiar voice and tried to open his eyes several times. He only suffered too much damage, injured his source, and repeatedly fell asleep.

He has no major problems, mainly when fighting with "Yu Tian Zun", the other party is too strong, and he has used his own way to learn from the road, from the heavens to the 28th heaven and the 28th. Magical, he had to work hard.

After desperately trying to kill, he almost used the last source of power to repair the flesh and the gods with no trace of the mysterious and the eternal gods, which led to his deficit.

Now he is embarrassed and feels bitter in his mouth. Some people seem to be feeding him medicine. The medicine goes into the throat and turns into a hot line and flows into the abdominal cavity. Then he surges in all directions and flows into his limbs.

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar woman open his mouth and spit out a pearl.

Lingzhu turned around him, letting his gods and broken gods feel the comfort that could not be said.

Qin Mu was asleep and fell asleep, and the voice of the woman and Long Qilin came from her ear. Obviously, Long Qilin was very familiar with the woman.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Mu's ear came the voice of other people, like a coward, and like a child, it seems that there are emperors to translate them.

They didn't know what to say, and then they calmed down.

Qin Mu was asleep, and in his sleep, he seemed to return to his childhood, and the time seemed to be going backwards. He returned to the old village and worked hard under the supervision of Ma Ye, butcher and others.

The time in his sleep went forward again. He became a baby, lying in a small basket, screaming open his hands and feet, his eyes sparkling and looking at his mother-in-law who stretched out his arms.

The mother-in-law was very ugly, but her eyes were very gentle, and he picked him up from the basket.

And next to her is a stone statue, next to the same gentle Ma Ye.

The picture in his dreams receded, and the time seemed to be back. He was still in the basket. He saw a girl carrying a basket and was horrified in the river to avoid the chasing of the gods.

The black water of Haotian swept everything. He looked at the girl in the basket and she was trying to fight against the gods and guarding his peace.

She is full of wounds and exhausted.

"Juan's daughter..."

The baby in the squat raises her short arm and wants to touch her face, but she can't reach it.

He has not found the memory of his own flow from the secluded to the big market. He is too young, and Tubo sealed him. The mother handed him to Juan, and escorted him from the secluded and entered the big market.

In order to protect him, Juan Erzhen smashed the corpse into the river, and the mother-in-law picked him up when the darkness arrived.

This memory is a blank for him, and in this sleep he actually stumbled through the memory.

In the darkness, the black waters of the river are surging, and the gods and gods in the black water and on both sides are chasing them. Juan's injury is getting heavier and heavier, and it is difficult to protect him.

At this time, Qin Mu, who was sleeping in a dream, had a white mist in his memory.

Juan's son carried the basket and rushed into the fog.

The chasers also fell into the fog.

When the fog dissipated, it was a sunny day, and the sun was so bright that people closed their eyes and hid their faces in the hustle and bustle.

Juan's mouth blew in the blood, rushing, but the palm of his hand was covered in a basket, and the mouth screamed at the baby's sleep.

"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are stalking and hiding. How many high-class names and friends are the cowherds.

"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the mountains are separated from each other by the water. The reeds are hometown, and the reeds are Wang Yang.

"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are weaving and weaving. We are involved in my bag, and I am going to sail.

"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reed flutes are more melodious.

"The shepherd boy is in the distance, and it is worrying about her mother and her mother..."

......

Qin Muzhen’s listening, wanting to sing along, just in his sleep, he is still a baby of two or three months old, can’t sing.

The chaser is again, the **** is evil.

At the source of Yongjiang, Juan Erzhen saw the woman who washed the sword by the water in despair.

Qin Mu saw that the sword-washing woman had a familiar face, like a girl who fed him medicine. Juan's daughter asked her for help. The woman pulled the sword, the sword flew like a white dragon, and a sword fell into the city, shining in Kyushu.

It is a familiar sword light, a sword method that evolved from the sword method of Qin Mu, with the spirit of the spirit of the people in the end of the world.

"What is his name?"

The sword-washing woman came to Juan's side and looked at the baby in the basket.

"His name is Qin Fengqing."

Juan's eyes looked softly at the baby in the basket, and there was blood flowing out of his mouth: "I want to take him and send him to a safe place. I can't let those gods hurt him. But I can't do it, I I want to entrust him to you..."

The sword-washing woman shook her head: "My name is Bai Yuer, the rest of the Emperor. I am hiding from the enemy. I have killed a group of followers and handed it to me. It will only make him more dangerous. I can **** you for a while. But it can't be too long."

They walked along the river, and the sun hangs in the sky in the west. Juan's children sang songs, and the sword-washing women listened quietly. They didn't know how far they left, and the children's songs suddenly stopped.

The sword-washing woman looked at Juan's daughter-in-law. She was already mad, with no eyes and no eyes, like a walking dead, holding the basket and walking on the river.

A strong obsession supported her to move on and continue to stubbornly take this babies to find a safe place to entrust the baby to someone who can take care of him.

The woman who washed the sword smashed her spirits and did not take the basket from Juan's arms. She was not a worthy person.

She can only protect this stubborn body and protect her from finding someone worthy of entrustment.

She stared at the song of the girl who was squatting.

"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are stalking and hiding. How many high-famous friends are the cows..."

Juan's body followed the song and walked with a smile on her face.

They went down the river and the song never broke.

Finally, the sky is dimmed and the darkness is coming.

"...the reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reed flutes are more melodious. The shepherd boy is in the distance and is worried about her mother."

The sword-sipping woman sang this song, and the darkness and the mist came, drowning the Juaner behind her.

The sword-washing woman walked into the fog and watched Juan’s sinking into the water, but she still lifted the basket high.

The river runs, carrying them to the downstream.

It’s dark, don’t go out.

In the distance, there was a voice in the village on the riverside: "You listen, there is a cry of children outside!"

"Impossible, you got it wrong... Hey, there is a baby crying!"

In the fog, the sword-washing woman looked at a humpback old woman and picked up the baby in the basket, and she slowly retreated.

"I used the innumerable robbery to enter the road to help him go back to the source and keep his soul. Now he has no life worry."

In the Qinzi mainland, the old Buddha who had been dreaming did not know when to land. He said to Tiangong and Tubo: "My innumerable robbery was originally passed on to him. Unfortunately, he never missed it. Now he helps his dreams in his sleep. Recalling all the previous things, he realized that my innumerable robbery is also a matter of time."

Tiangong said: "Fortunately, the old Buddha wakes up in time, otherwise he will be a big loss if he survives."

At this time, Qin Mu woke up and heard a familiar song from his ear.

"The reeds are high, the reeds are long, the reeds are like snow and snow. The reeds know the wind and the violent, the reeds know the rain mad..."

He struggled from the bed and walked out with the song.

This song made him feel like he was back to the years when he was grazing. The reeds swayed, the grazing flutes were crisp and melodious, and the snow-white reeds floated in the wind.

He walked outside, the moonlight was shining, and a familiar girl sat in the moon palace and sang songs, looking at the Yankang River below.

She turned her head and smiled at him quietly and slyly.

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