Lanke Chess Edge

From the old beggar's point of view, Tu Siyan couldn't wake up after a year and a half, but from Ji Yuan's point of view, Tu Siyan, a fox demon, cannot be judged by common sense, but this time he was injured and suppressed by the mountain. It will be fine in the short term.

However, on the afternoon of the third day after the two left, there was already some movement under the Zhenhu Mountain in the depths of Pozi Mountain.

"tick...tick...tick..."

In the small dark space in the belly of the mountain, a drop of water fell from the top every once in a while. Although it has only been more than two days, the clouds and mists have gathered in the mountain in the past few days.

The dew will keep dripping from now on, but no matter how much rain it rains outside, the current will always be the same frequency.

The mountain spring that a drop of dew poured into dripped in front of Tu Siyan, and the splashed water droplets hit her forehead. At a certain moment, Tu Siyan's eyelashes trembled, and her consciousness was regaining consciousness.

Tu Siyan felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he struggled to get up, but he felt the power of the mountains on his body, and it was difficult to even move.

Don't look at the shoulders and one hand exposed in the small space in the mountain, but in fact, they are also under the power of the mountain's seal, and it is very difficult to lift the hand.

After working hard for a long time, Tu Siyan finally opened his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him, only a bright gap in the distance.

"I, where am I? Where is this place? I...hs..."

Tu Siyan felt a stinging pain in his head, and the pictures from the past few days came to his mind, and he remembered the fight with the old beggar and the fate.

"I was, I was suppressed under the mountain? Is this the mountain?"

He wanted to raise his head, but felt pressured. The depressing feeling brought by the surrounding environment had already increased by a few chips in a short time after he woke up, making the fox demon, who almost never knew what he was afraid of, panic in his heart.

‘One hundred years… one hundred years! No, no, no, no, I don't! ’

"I don't want to stay here for a hundred years!"

Tu Siyan began to try all means to get out of trouble, but the demonic power in his body was slow to respond, the surrounding spiritual energy was sparse, and there was no sun, moon, and Huaguang. A huge pressure squeezed in all directions.

"Ugh..."

Tu Siyan, who cried out in pain, no longer dared to use the demon power indiscriminately, but the pain in his body became stronger and stronger, because the Zhenshan method did not stop, but seemed to be continuously strengthened.

"Luck la la... la la la..."

This is the sound of rocks squeezing and bones on the body.

"Ah... stop, stop... I don't dare, don't dare, ah..."

After about a quarter of an hour, the painful to despairing pressure gradually eased, and Tu Siyan was soaked in sweat and trembled uncontrollably.

"Ho... old, old beggar... you are so cruel..."

In this painful and desperate situation, Tu Siyan suddenly felt a slight sweetness in the throat, followed by a slightly spicy but mellow aroma overflowing, sliding down the throat into the abdomen, and the heat also dissipated into the limbs and bones.

Under the exaggerated pain before, the comfort brought by this heat was also set off more strongly, and even slowed down the injury on the body and helped restore one's own vitality.

This is exactly the ambergris that was thrown into the mountain belly by the fate of the past, and it has not played its effect until this moment.

"Hu... hu... hu... This is, wine? It's because of fate?"

Tu Siyan doesn't know who the old beggar is, but she is very jealous of Jiyuan, so she has tried every means to have a certain understanding. She knows that Jiyuan is a good wine, and wine tasting is not divided into fairy tales and customs, and unique wines are very good. Love to drink, be regarded as a person who really loves wine, but not an alcoholic who is addicted to alcohol.

Such a good wine person, although he is not picky when he drinks, he will definitely have some magical good wine on his body.

Although he hates it, at this moment, Tu Siyan really has no guts to spit out the wine. Instead, he needs his mind to guide the alcohol to reach all parts of the body, so as to relieve the pain and replenish his vitality.

After a long time, Tu Siyan let out a long breath.

'I didn't expect this wine to be so magical, I would definitely be reluctant to give it to outsiders...'

But the body feels better, and it cannot alleviate the fear of this claustrophobic environment. Although sometimes there are retreats for more than ten years or decades, the psychological feeling is different.

After such a short time, Tu Siyan has calmed down, sweat dripping on his face, and his expression looks a little cold in thought.

She is not reconciled and cannot be suppressed for a hundred years at the foot of the mountain. She must find a way to get out. Maybe the ancestors will already know about it, but maybe not.

If the ancestors didn't know, Tu Siyan had to find a way to get out of trouble by himself.

And even if the ancestors came, the old beggar might not be a cause for concern, but he might not be able to get the good luck.

After being quiet for a while, Tu Siyan shouted again.

"Old beggar, old beggar, let me out! Ji Yuan! Ji Yuan... you guys come out...!"

"Old beggar! Old beggar! Stratagem!"

The fox demon's screams have been wandering in this claustrophobic environment, and only very subtle sounds are transmitted, but she knows that if Jiyuan and the old beggar are nearby, they can definitely hear them, so after confirming that some sounds can be transmitted , she gathered a little demon power, condensed the sound line and continued to shout in the direction that can transmit the sound.

The woman's shrill cries spread faintly, and ordinary people may not be able to hear them, but some animals with sensitive hearing can hear them. The sun was still high and flew out of the cave.

Ji Yuan and the old beggar are far away from here at this moment, of course they won't hear it, but they attract the mountain **** of Pozi Mountain.

A cloud of smoke rose from the front of the mountain that suppressed Tu Siyan and turned into a monster in a cloth shirt.

Shi Youdao listened carefully and confirmed that there was a woman's voice coming from the mountain. Under this big mountain, who else could be except the suppressed eight-tailed fox demon, so the mountain **** was already in high spirits, and he looked around. For a moment, I hoped to see the golden armored general who didn't even bother to tell his name, but the other party didn't show up.

After hesitating again and again, the mountain **** felt that it would be better to ignore this monster. Just as he was about to escape into the mountain and leave, Tu Siyan in the mountain did not know what method he had used. He seemed to know someone outside and shouted in a surprised voice.

"Who's outside? The old beggar? Ji Yuan? Is it you? Are you outside? Answer me! Answer me! I'm going crazy, answer me!"

Tu Siyan, who had clearly calmed down, deliberately shouted in a desperate, frantic voice that was almost pleading.

After coming down, the mountain **** stopped again and looked back at the mountain wall. He had never seen what this banshee looked like, and how exaggerated the eight tails were.

As a mountain god, as soon as he touched the mountain wall and felt it carefully, he quickly found the gap and looked in. He couldn't see anything at all, only pitch black.

"Who are you? You're not a planner, and you're not an old beggar! May I ask which expert is out there?"

Tu Siyan came out with a voice of anticipation and anxiety, and anyone could feel the uneasiness in it.

Since the other party is so afraid, Shi Youdao's courage is not enough.

"Please, talk to me, just talk to me, I'm going crazy..."

The voice of the banshee's pleading came out, with a hint of weeping in the tactful tone.

Shi Youdao didn't want to think about it at first, but now he is imagining the expansion of Pozi Mountain in the future, and Pozi Mountain has become a big mountain, and he is a mountain god. Maybe he can experience the majesty of a mountain **** first. In addition to being conscious and intelligent, I feel that just talking can't let this banshee escape, so the seal of the immortal is too childish.

"Cough! I am the **** of this mountain, and I entrust the decree of the immortals to guard you again, the fox demon, don't play any tricks, or the **** will report to the immortal, you are suffering ******* strange stones have Dao tried his best to make his voice appear more dignified, and then analyzed the mountainside along the mountain.

As soon as Tu Siyan heard this, a smile appeared on his face immediately.

Play a little trick and sue Shangxian? Only the ability to make small reports...

'wrong! It is impossible for Ji Yuan to only leave such a small role to guard! ’

"It turned out to be the mountain god, the concubine is polite here, but the little girl was pressed down at the foot of the mountain~www.NovelMTL.com~ can't salute in person, please don't blame the mountain god, don't punish me..."

Shi Youdao had a smile on his face, and his heart was so heavy that it would be strange if you were able to do the rites! At the same time, he is also very satisfied with Tu Siyan's attitude. That sentence, the mountain god, won his heart. This is what the eight-tailed fox demon shouted!

"Well, the mountain **** naturally knows that you can't salute, so stay in peace, let the spring water in the mountain side continue, and it will not cut off the flow of spiritual energy."

The voice just fell, and the voice of surprise and gratitude came out immediately.

"Thank you, Lord Mountain God, thank you Lord Mountain God, my concubine kowtows to you... dong... dong..."

There was actually a kowtow movement.

"Only, can Lord Mountain God be the master of guarding matters? My concubine does not ask for anything, just asks not to cut off the spring water, and drink and wash from time to time."

The woman's hesitant and uneasy voice came out, and the mountain **** was immediately speechless, and he looked around subconsciously, but still did not see the golden armor god.

I thought in my heart that there is a mountain spring in it at the moment, it should be the mountain that seeped down from the beginning, it belongs to the means left by the immortal, and the **** general should not say anything.

"Cough, you don't need to worry, Lord God will not have any opinion on such trivial matters."

At the belly of the mountain, Tu Siyan's eyes flashed, sure enough!

After thinking about it for a while, he said with a mournful voice.

"Well...that's good, that's good...although I don't think I'm wrong, but the matter has come to this point, I can only bear it silently, maybe I should have listened to Jiyuan's words..."

After saying such an ambiguous sentence, Tu Siyan stopped speaking. She knew that she couldn't say everything at once. Anyway, she had already touched the bottom of this mountain god, and it was not difficult to deal with.

On the contrary, the mountain **** outside frowned, and some curiosity arose in his heart, but he restrained himself from not asking, and after a long time no sound came out, and after wandering for a while, he escaped into the mountain and disappeared.

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