Chapter 32:

The moment the huge moth hits the ground, it turns into countless small moths flying around. The brown moths that had originally covered the Pisces array could no longer care about Yuan Xiang'er, so they flew up into the air, forming a long team, and flew towards the place where Sirius was.
Obviously, the sudden appearance of Nanhe is the enemy who makes misogynistic think that he should go all out.
The desperate struggle between the big monsters is completely different from the little fights Yuan Xianger sees in the weekdays. Their huge figures are rolling among the snow ridges, the wind and snow and dust that roll up all the way out of the woods, and the rain falls sharply. General impact on the shield of Pisces Array.
One is that the heavenly stars descend to the world, attracting the power of the vast stars; the other is the rebirth of the resentful demon, accumulating the power of ghosts and ghosts. For a time the devil fought Sirius. The silver wolf howled, causing the earth to shake the mountains; the moths and butterflies danced wildly, stirring the sky and the dark.
"Too...too horrible, scared me to death, Axiang." Wu Yuan trembling on Yuan Xiang'er's back, holding her small paw to block her eyes, "So Nan He is so powerful."
"Why did Xiao Nan come here? Isn't his injury still not healed?" Yuan Xianger worriedly watched the further and further away of the battle, worrying about Nan He's injury. This was the first time she saw the real Sirius fighting after entering the wreckage period.
The wound on Nan He's body has undoubtedly not healed yet, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of it at all. What transpired in his eyes was a killing intent, and what sounded in his throat was bloodthirsty and excitement. He was as sharp as a knife, and as hot as a fire, excited in the killing, licking blood between life and death. The wound is his medal for maturity, and the battle between life and death is the cornerstone of his throne.
The arrogant, fierce, and no other Sirius in the world.
In Yuan Xianger's previous impression, her Nanhe is awkward, arrogant, and likes sweets, and is a small dumpling.
At this moment, Yuan Xiang'er finally realized that although he was so soft and bullying in front of him, he was actually a real wolf.
On the hillside, the mountain formed by the accumulation of snow and rocks turned its cumbersome body and chased the battlefield between Sirius and the giant moth.
"No, I have to hold one enemy at least." Yuan Xianger said to herself. She took a shot to sacrifice a spiritual fire talisman, a small phoenix figure appeared in the air, with a clear cry, spraying a hot flame at the huge mountain spirit.
Huoke Shanjing, the stone giant stepped back and raised his arm to block the flames that continued to spray at him. The snow on that arm melted in the flames, and the rocks began to fall in pieces, but at the same time the stones on the ground kept on Gathering together, not only repaired his arm, but even made it thicker.
"Just such a little flame, can you stop me?" Shan Jing's low and dull voice slowly sounded. He turned his huge body angrily and walked towards Yuan Xiang'er, leaving a deep hole in the ground with every step. Hole, the earth shook.
"One is not enough, then more." Yuan Xianger took out a stack of "cat claw charms" from her arms.
The drawing of Fulu requires a lot of spiritual power, and the drawing process is very particular, often consumes a lot of money, and the success rate is still low, so few people prepare a large amount of the same type of Fulu. Yuan Xiang'er is different. First, she doesn't need to kill demons, and second, she doesn't need to make ends meet. Most of the purpose of making talisman is for fun. Some time ago, it happened to have "printed" countless cat claw charms with Wu Yuan for entertainment. The natural fire talent ability of the Lynx clan with this kind of rune belt is similar to the effect of the spirit fire rune, but the power is extremely unstable, varying in size. After returning to the dangerous mountains, Yuan Xianger brought them all in the basket.
I don't care about it at the moment, I grabbed 20 or 30 and sprinkled it at Shanjing. The sky seemed to be lit up with fireworks, large and small fireballs lit up one after another in the air, surrounding the hill-like stone men smashed down, and a burning sea of ​​flames ignited on the snow.
"Mom, this trick is great. This, this is my credit. I turned out to be so great." Wu Yuan yelled when he saw the excitement.
The entire stone man melted and collapsed in the dense fireball. Yuan Xianger was not afraid that it would be enough. He invited three spirit fire talismans to invite the bird, and the three fire phoenix screamed his neck and exhaled flames around the mountain spirit.
"Don't...burn..., forgive...life." The stones on Shan Jing's body fell one after another, the facial features were deformed and dissolved in the flame, and finally completely collapsed into a pool of hot stones.
A black figure about the size of a palm crawled out of the smoking rocks in a panic, trying to run out as soon as the smoke slipped.
Yuan Xianger pinched a Jing Jue and trapped him in it. The black little man was struggling in the pit, drilling holes up and down, left and right.
"Spare, forgive, don't burn it, if you burn it again, I'm really gone." He showed a pitiful expression, and kept his hands on top of his head in a gesture of request.
Yuan Xiang'er could not have imagined that the giant mountain spirit who had just been so aggressive was actually so big and small in nature.
"Do you want me to let you go?"
"I beg you." Shan Jing's eyes were watery, and she pouted her cuteness with a black face like coal. The problem is that Yuan Xianger really feels a little cute.
"I promise that my mountain spirits and I will never attack you from now on." He continued to say pitifully.
"Can you believe him?" Yuan Xianger asked Wu Yuan on his back quietly.
"Of course, mountain spirits don't know how to lie. They are so dull and don't have the complicated ability to lie." Wu Yuan looked at Yuan Xianger strangely, as if surprised that she didn't even understand this, which all fairies have. Common sense is not. Humans are sometimes quite ignorant.
After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Xianger finally released the restriction. Asking her to burn the little creature in front of her alive, she seems really unable to do it.
The little black figure plunged into the ground at once and disappeared.
Yuan Xiang'er walked over the scorched frozen ground, accidentally kicked a pitch-black ball under her feet, bent down to pick up the soot on the surface, and saw that it was a gold ball accidentally left by misogyny. Before, the yellow golden ball was blackened by the smoke and burned into a deformed shape. The originally beautiful butterfly opera peonies were condensed into ugly lumps, and the bell inside did not ring. Yuan Xianger thought for a while, put it in her arms, and walked to the top of the mountain.
The battle in the distance had already progressed to the point of white-hot, the clouds in the sky spread out, revealing a disc-shaped gap, and it was still a sunny day, but the dark sky and dots of stars could be seen in that circle.
The stars seem to be falling continuously from high above, and the moths spotted by the sparks disappear silently. However, the moth swarms continued to cover up, covering the sky and the sun and surrounding the silver wolf. Around the huge silver body, a gray silk cocoon was slowly taking shape. As long as the silk cocoons are completely formed, they can trap the Nanhe, cover the sky, and prevent him from moving the stars.
"Kun position, the real moth is in the position of Kun." Wu Yuan suddenly yelled over Yuan Xiang'er's shoulder.
In the eyes of others, there are densely packed exactly the same moths, but in his eyes there is a very special one, which is where the misogyny really hides. However, the battlefield was deliberately led by Nanhe to a great distance, and it was impossible to hear from here.
"Oh, Nan He missed the wave of meteors just now. She is in the dry position, and now she has moved to the dry position." Wu Yuan screamed anxiously.
"Can you see it? That's great!" Yuan Xianger quietly took out the sound transmission symbol that had been used once, "Tell me, I will transmit the sound to Nan He."
The misogynist soon discovered that she had begun to fall behind in the battle. The enemy on the opposite side can not only mobilize the power of stars, but can even accurately find her body every time in her thousands of incarnations. The misogyny turned into a human form, and he glared at Nan He angrily, only to find that the golden ball in his arms had been lost in the battle at this moment.
This hateful Sirius suddenly launched a sneak attack on her while she was playing with humans. Shan Jing, who had been enslaved by herself, also ran away, and she also lost her golden ball.
"Too much, you're too much." The misogynous girl was covered with scars burned by the star power, stomped into wings with an angry face, turned and fled her wings to escape.
Nan He chased for two steps, looked back, turned and ran towards Yuan Xianger's location. He grabbed Yuan Xiang'er by the collar, threw her on his back, exerted all his strength, and ran across the snow-capped mountains and clouds.
"Although Tianlang Mountain is big, the movement just now is enough to attract other big monsters. We must leave immediately." Nan He's voice sounded.
Yuan Xiang'er was lying in the soft hair, with the sound of the wind blowing in her ears, and the snow scene quickly receding beside her. The wisps of silver hair were stained with blood and brushed on her face. Nanhe's old injuries have not healed, and new ones have been added, but she knew that she could not stop him at this time.
"Why are you here? Didn't you tell you to stay at home?" Yuan Xianger buried her face in the thick hair, closed her eyes, and felt the speed of flying in the air.
"I... I just came out."
Nanhe didn't know how to explain it. He wanted to say that when he heard Yuan Xiang'er meet a girl with bare feet in the mountains last night, he was upset all night.
He wanted to say that he endured the pain early in the morning, searching for her scent all the way.
He wanted to say that when he heard the bell ringing from a distance, his heart was filled with anger and panic.
But in any case, I have now received people, and that fragile human being is sitting on his back securely, with all beards and hairs, and he is carrying him home. His body aches terribly, but his heart is full of joy, and he feels that there is no need to say more.
Back at the foot of the mountain at the entrance of the village, Nan He put Yuan Xiang'er down on the ground, "You go first. I will deal with the smell left on the road, and I will go back."
Yuan Xiang'er returned home and waited from the golden crow high up until the setting sun in the evening, when the sky was drooping, and when the stars filled the sky, she didn't see the little wolf who said he would go back.
She felt uneasy, so she hung up yarrow in the yard. Master Yu Yao's hexagram is originally the best abilities of Master Yu Yao. He always responds to the hexagram and never asks falsely. But it’s Yuan Xianger’s turn here, probably because she has no talent in this area, and the way of occupying the scorpion is far less interesting and fun than the lightning and thunder of the Fulu cloth array, so she is very slack in learning, but only learns a little fur, ten times There are five times of inaccuracy in starting a hexagram.
Yuan Xianger managed to get a "Tai" hexagram after three performances and eighteen changes. Although she knew that it might not be accurate, she looked at the words of the hexagram that read: "Small to big, Ji, and Heng." At last, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Going up and down, it is a good idea to say that the heaven and the earth are connected and everything is connected. If you want to come to Xiaonan, you must be good and safe." Yuan Xianger closed the yarrow and bowed to the starry sky.
In the middle of the night, Yuan Xianger dozed on the side of the bed, vaguely heard a little movement in the yard.
She came to the courtyard wearing her clothes, but did not find the silver-white figure.
"Have you seen Nan He come back?" Yuan Xianger stood in front of Jin Yu's house, tapped on the roof, and asked him in a low voice.
A small hand stretched out from the high-footed cabin, and quietly compared it in the direction of the firewood room.
Yuan Xianger came to the door of the firewood house, and through the gap in the door panel, she saw a figure with silver light leaning on the floor of the firewood house.
"Nan He? Why are you hiding here? Are you hurt? Follow me into the house, right?" Yuan Xianger looked around for a moment, stretched out his hand to open the door.
"Don't... don't come in." A low, hoarse voice came from the firewood room. He seemed to take a few breaths and said eagerly, "Don't come in, let me stay for a while. I, I'll be fine soon. ."
At this moment, Nanhe turned into a human form, curled up in a pile of firewood. He arched his back, biting his fingers firmly, not letting the slightest sound from his throat leak.
The throbbing of the skeletal phase suddenly came, and he endured the pain and fumbled back here. I want to go back to that person, but I don't want to be seen by her groaning in pain.
He bit his arm out of blood and endured the pain that struck him. He couldn't whine or roll in pain. Don't want to be weak, embarrassed, and ugly by that person even a little bit.
Yuan Xianger's fingers stopped when they were about to touch the door panel. The door panel of the wood house had a large gap, and she actually saw them all.
The man is experiencing the pain of the skeletal phase. He is tortured by the pain, his back is strained, his body is cold sweat, his fingers are firmly grasping the ground, but he would rather bit his arm than make a fragile sound.
Yuan Xianger knows Nan He. He is lonely and proud. He never wants anyone to see his weak side.
She finally retracted her hand and sat down with her back to the wall of the wood house.
"I won't go in, I am here with you." She whispered across the board.
The boundless pain made Nan He feel that his consciousness was about to collapse.
He vaguely felt that he was floating in the air, and he saw the pale himself curled up on the ground. This is probably an image that only he can see. The powerful and unparalleled star power in the sky slowly fell across the sky, dragging a long tail one by one, falling into his pale and trembling body.
The powerful and overbearing star power is changing his body little by little, and his body begins to collapse little by little, being replaced by the shining starlight.
Outside this room, a man sat with his back facing him across a wall.
The man leaned his back against the wall, with his face held up, looking at the stars in the night sky like him.
Nan He fell back from the erratic state and woke up, and the huge pain once again annihilated him like a tide.
The man outside seemed to sigh softly and chanted a strange spell softly.
She slowly chanted in the way of singing, and there was a faint low voice in the air. The ethereal chanting sound was far and near, like a spring of ice, flowing past his body that was about to be burned, caressing Calm his scarred heart. The voice seemed to heal everything, and to comfort the vicissitudes of wandering for many years, and to give the lone wolf a warm home.
It was getting bright, and the dawn entered the cold room through the gap in the door panel.
Nan He opened his eyes and sweat rolled off his forehead, blurring his vision. He faintly saw the back figure sitting outside the door in the fragrance of the morning sun. All of this is real, not his lonely fantasy in a dark tree hole, that person really exists beside him, close at hand, and guards him all night.
The long night passed, and the sun rose in the east, and the door of the wood house was finally pushed open, and a shining silver Sirius walked out of the door. The silver hair floated with his vigorous steps, as if stars were scattered along the way.
Yuan Xianger rubbed her eyes and saw that the silvery white Sirius changed all the way and became her favorite little hairy dumpling. He ran forward and hesitated, and finally pulled her knees and curled into her arms.