Two-dimensional evil contract

Chapter two hundred and eighty-fifth: made by oneself

Yu Xiangtian put the little squirrel on the ground, dancing with his hands and screaming from time to time.The little squirrel also jumped around and squeaked.It seems to be celebrating that you have a name, and you must engrave yourself in your heart.

When Yu Xiangtian and the little squirrel stopped, Yun Zhonglong said to the little squirrel: "Xue, I am a little hungry. Can you help me pick some fruits?"

Yu Xiangtian rushed and said, "I'll go pick it! I'll take it more at once."

Yun Zhonglong said impatiently: "It climbs faster than you. Besides, I still have something for you."

Yu Xiangtian said "Oh" and stuck out his tongue at the little squirrel.The little squirrel whited his eyes and flew into the sky, jumped onto the trunk, and quickly climbed up.

Yun Zhonglong watched the little squirrel disappear in his line of sight, turned his head to look at Yu Xiangtian who could not wait, and said lightly: "You turn around first, and then close your eyes." Yu Xiangtian just turned around and said in Yunzhong. Long quietly raised his walking stick and smashed it into Yu Xiangtian's neck!

The words in () are Yu Xiangtian's original intentions, considering that he hasn't been learning to speak for a long time, so he will make some mistakes.

"Pa" Yu Xiangtian fainted to the ground in response.As soon as the dragon in the cloud took a step forward, the little squirrel sprang down from the tree like lightning and jumped to Yu Xiangtian's side.The gray hair roots all over his body stood facing the dragon in the cloud, grinning, and squeaking from time to time.It means: "Why are you hitting him? Where did he upset you?"

Yunzhonglong turned around and supported his trembling body, and sat back under the tree.He picked up the fruit that the little squirrel gave him from the ground, put it in his nose and sniffed it deeply, but ignored the little squirrel, and said to himself: "Presumably in a few years, you will be transformed into a human form." This way, I’m relieved...” I wiped the fruit casually, put it in my mouth, closed my eyes and carefully recollected the process from sourness to sweetness, and tears burst out from the corners of my eyes.Scenes from the past emerged in my mind.When I was young, my father’s strictness and elder brother’s care, who would have thought that elder brother would collude with humans?.When she grew up, the appearance of catkins affected her heart, risking her reputation as a "traitor" to bring her out of the demon clan. Who would have thought that the "pilgrimage valley" would be tragic?Recalling the tragic situation of the tribe's corpses in the pilgrimage to the holy valley, the father turned into a "candle dragon" to attract the human cultivators. At this time, he must have already died!All of this is caused by oneself!In the past year, how many times have you awakened in dreams, and asked God why you are still alive!

Yunzhonglong feels the rapid passing of vitality in his body and is very pleased!I have to say that this feeling is a kind of relief for Yunzhonglong at this time.He sighed and made the last mark in his life.In an instant, the dragon in the cloud turned into a ball of dazzling brilliance and flew towards the unconscious Yu Xiangtian.The light illuminates the entire small valley.The little squirrel couldn't help closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the dragon in the cloud had already disappeared. He looked left and right, the light was still dim, jumped onto Yu Xiangtian, scratched his face with his paw, Yu Xiangtian Nothing happened.The little squirrel kept scratching and scratching on Yu Xiangtian's body, but Yu Xiangtian remained motionless. Later, the little squirrel was covered with a layer of water mist, lying on Yu Xiangtian's chest and gradually fell asleep. Because only by lying there and hearing his heartbeat, can you not feel lonely...

The outskirts of Wanyao Ancient Mountain are no longer the old view of towering old trees.At this time, it was the cold winter season, and the mountains and wild fields were full of tree stumps, weeds and a vast expanse of whiteness.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, with a wine gourd in his hand, and a folding fan slanted between his neck, walked in the snow with three shakes.If the dragon in the cloud is there, he will definitely be recognized.It turns out that the man is no one else, but Qin Yu, who survived a year ago.I saw him staggering, but there was no footprint behind him!Really "Taxue Wuhen"!The man looked at the desolate scenery around him and mumbled as he walked: "Hey...I don't know, who is more terrifying between humans and monsters? Alas... I didn't expect that little catkins girl would be so powerful, and she almost gave her her life. Now! Is Lao Tzu really old?" He shook his head, raised the wine gourd in his hand, shook, and sighed: "You have to expand your capacity a bit. How can you keep drinking enough?" The knot was stamped on the wine gourd and the stopper was unplugged. The snow on the ground seemed to be drawn into the wine gourd continuously.After a long while, Qin Yu plugged the stopper, shook the wine gourd and continued to walk forward, complaining: "If this goes on, even the smell of wine will disappear..."

Qin Yu drank the wine mixed with snow water, dangling in this ancient mountain of ten thousand monsters.Unknowingly, he came to a cliff and looked down and found that there seemed to be a glimmer of light below.When I look closely, there is nothing.Qin Yu didn't hesitate, he laughed and jumped down!..