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Chapter 47 Main D is a trust!the clown was me

Yan Jiu and Jiang Azi stopped in Huanyun Mountain.

When Jiang Azi swallowed his saliva for the sixth time.

Yan Jiu said helplessly, "If you're afraid, you can..."

Jiang Azi shook his head wildly: "Not afraid!"

Yan Jiu glanced at Jiang Azi, who was about to wrap her body around her. The other person was full of vigilance against the unknown, and even if he was afraid that his soul would tremble, he was unwilling to leave her alone.

[The main thing is trust. 】

[If I have an anchor to accompany me, I'm not afraid! 】

[Jiu Ye's boyfriend is full of strength! ! ! 】

[It doesn't matter, Master Jiu will make a move! 】

[The dog's head saves his life.jpg It doesn't matter, I will take action. 】

[The previous one should be "It doesn't matter, I will make a fool of myself". 】

When the netizens in the live broadcast room were scrambling to discuss first.

Yan Jiu took out a fruit plate and incense candles from his messenger bag.

Arrange them on the ground in turn.

the end.

Serve with both hands.

He pinched the yellow incense candle used for sacrifice upside down on his fingertips, and the incense candle spontaneously ignited without fire between his backhands.

Yan Jiu stuck the burning incense candle into the soil.

[What is the anchor doing? 】

【Hey, how did you light it up! ? 】

[I know, it must be white phosphorus! 】

[Jiu Ye: Yes, everyone should speak with one voice, there is nothing wrong with white phosphorous externally. 】

Candle smoke lingers into the darkness.

The endless screaming wind brought a trace of strangeness, as if there were monsters and monsters lurking in the shadows.

With the burning of joss sticks.

The wind gradually died down.

soon.

The incense burnt out.

But "He" who absorbed the incense candle did not appear.

Yan Jiu: "..."

Why didn't she respond.

Is it a character problem?
Could it be that the mountain god in this world has a xenophobic character and is not very enthusiastic about outsiders?

But it shouldn't be.

"He" stopped her and Jiang Azi before.

That is, the incense candle is not to the taste.

Not right either.

It doesn't suit your taste and you eat it so fast.

That is not full.

Think of this.

Yan Jiu decisively rolled up the fruit plate.

Give "Him" face.

One meal is not enough.

The only one who can eat her offerings has always been her master.

Just when Yan Jiu put away the fruit plate.

A gust of wind rose into the sky.

Swept over the positions of Yan Jiu and Jiang Azi.

the same moment.

The live broadcast room was forced to stop due to poor signal.

Wait until Yan Jiu opens his eyes.

She was alone in the dark environment.

Even the messenger bag was missing.

Yan Jiu half-closed his eyes.

Just when I was about to start.

A light splits the darkness.

Someone emerged from the light.

The 1.6-meter-long Tongyan little old man has a yellow beard that grows to his chest. It is a pity that the little old man is bald, and there are so many beards that none of them grow on the smooth top of his head.

Wearing rough linen clothes, with a fruit bowl on his head and two fruit bowls in his arms, the whole image is extremely funny.

The little old man was still muttering: "Pears have too little water, apples have too big cores, and bananas are just fine."

Yan Jiu said unceremoniously: "It's good to eat some, and I'll spit them all out."

Little old man: "..." Just communicate across servers?
Yan Jiu ignored the little old man's silence.

"Where's the girl who came with me?" she said.

The little old man tried to instill good thoughts in Yan Jiu: "Young people, you must learn to respect the old and love the young..."

Yan Jiu casually said, "Oh."

Simultaneously.

Several cards appeared in the air in Yan Jiu's hand.

It seems that you can do it if you disagree.

The little old man was so angry that he puffed up his cheeks: "Do you know that I am a mountain god? Can you respect my position!"

Countless branches of ginkgo trees struck from all directions.

The power rushed straight at Yan Jiu.

next second.

The little old man's beard covered his face.

Being hanged upside down from his ginkgo tree by Yan Jiu was in stark contrast to his arrogance just now.

Yan Jiu ruthlessly exposed it: "If you said this in your prime, I would think it over. Now that you have no supernatural power, you can scare ordinary people."

talking room.

Yan Jiu took the time to think about Jiang Azi's safety.

After ensuring the other party is safe.

Yan Jiu was relieved.

The little old man stared at the golden eyes, holding the fruit and refusing to let go: "You have already hit me, so you can't let go of it!"

He is a god, he is easy, he is.

Has been forgotten by the world.

Now I'm still being bullied.

If it wasn't for Yan Jiu's offering to him, he would definitely let Yan Jiu see that his might could not be subdued.

Yan Jiu didn't want to listen to nonsense.

She lifted her feet and left.

The little old man was muttering.

He found that the only audience abandoned him.

The little old man swayed in mid-air: "This is my mustard space, you can't go out without my permission."

With the collapse of belief in the Three Realms.

The gods then fell.

And he didn't know if it was because of his low status, or because the soul of this immortal mountain existed forever.

In short.

He escaped the heavens by luck and survived.

Although all divine power is lost.

But fortunately, the family is rich.

I have survived all these years.

The little old man couldn't beat Yan Jiu, but it was no problem for him to trap Yan Jiu.

He looked at Yan Jiu who was walking back.

Greet people with a smile.

Yan Jiu said, "I didn't come to play with you."

The little old man rolled his eyes: "Joke, I am such a big god, how could I trap you and let you play with me?"

Yan Jiu chose to expose it again: "Huanyun Mountain is your body, and the ginkgo trees all over the mountains are your blood. The last time I saw you, you have been corroded by darkness."

Darkness ≈ Inner Demon ≈ Asura.

Knowing that he was eroded by darkness, the mountain god fell into silence, unable to deny Yan Jiu's words.

Yan Jiu continued: "The gods are still there, and the power of chaos will drive away the darkness. When the gods fall, the chaos is gone, and the darkness counterattacks. The astrology tells me that the only god in the world is swallowed by the darkness, and Huanyun Mountain has become a restricted area."

The voice did not fall.

The yellowed ginkgo leaves are windless and automatic.

All rolled towards the little old man.

After that.

The ginkgo leaves faded to the little old man's feet.

The little old man fell steadily.

Eye level with Yan Jiu.

He looked at Yan Jiu with serious eyes.

The aura is cold and terrifying.

This is God.

Just stop there.

There are no restrictions.

Yan Jiu remained motionless, shaking her head fearlessly: "It's not a good way to escape."

The little old man's yellow beard was gradually eroded by black: "Is there any other way? If Huanyun Mountain is not allowed to be abandoned by human beings, one day I will be unable to prevent the mountain from collapsing and the ground from cracking. Don't worry about the night."

Of course he wants people to love him and worship him, but he can't bet on that one ten-thousandth.

Even suffering years of loneliness.

He is also happy.

Mountain gods exist because of people.

As the mountain god of Huanyun Mountain, he cannot guarantee for other mountains, but he will definitely guarantee that Huanyun Mountain will not harm anyone.

Yan Jiu said, "If I have a way here."

The little old man was at a loss.

There is nothing he can do about it.

Yan Jiu alone, how could there be a solution?
In puzzlement.

The little old man was pulled by Yan Jiu to start a game of chess.

Yan Jiu pretended to be mysterious: "After being eroded by darkness, you will not be able to completely control your mustard space. Why don't you take advantage of this time to play? Let me tell you first, I'm not very good at Go."

heard.

The little old man didn't urge Yan Jiu to find a solution either.

Since the fall of an old friend.

He hasn't touched chess for a long time.

The forehand itches to nowhere to put it.

He immediately accepted Yan Jiu's suggestion.

The little old man waved his hand: "I will let Xiaoyou have three sons!"

Yan Jiu pretended to be surprised and said, "Really?"

When the little old man nodded.

Yan Jiu said: "Then let's talk about a bet. If you lose, Huanyun Mountain will belong to me. If I lose, I will stay and chat with you."

heard.

The little old man didn't think about it at all.

The main thing is a trust!
and.

He is more confident that no one can beat him.

Besides, Yan Jiu is still a novice.

And when the two sides settled one by one within 2 minutes.

Yan Jiu said in shame: "Hey, how did I win?"

The little old man who was cheated: "..."

What was he thinking before?
Think of him as invincible and invincible.

original.

The clown is me!
(End of this chapter)