C15 Jian jia cang cang

Mi Si stared at the blazing white fire lotus in the figure's hand. He didn't understand what kind of fire magic this was. This was a fire-style magic spell that was even more terrifying than the golden fire lotus. Although the white fire lotus was very small and only palm-sized, he could sense an earth-shattering power coming from the tiny white fire lotus.

He looked at the figure and thought in shock, "Maybe only Fal is able to use this kind of fire magic and wield this kind of fire in his hands. Could the one in front of me right now be the Fire God Farlier? "

However, from the words of the figure and the fire lotus, he knew that this figure was definitely not Fire God Farr, because Fire God Farr would definitely not look down on him. The figure in front of him looked so similar to him. If it wasn't for the difference in the style of his clothes and hair, he would have thought this was his own shadow. However, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to have such a superb spell. From his point of view, this figure was already in the realm of gods.

"Are you a god too?"

He could feel the surging and terrifying power of the white fire lotus in the palm of the figure. It was a power that only a god could wield. The purest and purest fire-attribute magic in the world. There was no doubt in his mind that this white fire lotus could instantly melt anything, be it steel or stone.

"The figure gently caressed the white fire lotus in his palm." I told you, you don't have to worship any gods, I am you and you are me. One day, you will be able to control the purest flames in the world. Remember, your god is yourself, and your god is in your heart. "

"Who the hell are you? Who exactly am I? "

The silhouette sighed as he looked at the man. "Look at you, look at your hair. Don't you feel that you're different from the others?" Even though you've come to this world, you don't have to worship any of the gods in this world. "Remember, I am you and you are me. We will eventually become one, and at that time, you will understand everything."

"But, but when?"

"The purple-haired woman outside is very strange. She has the ability to heal your injuries in an instant. She was the one who healed your injuries just now." If you bring her along, she can help you return to your original state as soon as possible. "

"Montana, so she was the one who cured me. But who am I, and who are you?" He couldn't understand what the figure was saying.

"Remember, your god is in your heart, and you yourself are your god. Your ability was not bestowed to you by Fal, nor was it bestowed to you by any other god. On the Lotus Altar, your state of mind will naturally open up, and you will understand in the future! "

The figure gradually disappeared into the golden flames. He tried to catch the figure, but his hand passed through the figure's hand. The figure seemed to be intangible and intangible. The fire lotuses also instantly sent him back into the grayish fog, floating away into the distance. He tried to follow, but he found that his body was covered with a grayish mist, and that he had lost track of the fire lotuses. In the mist, countless fragments flashed through his mind.

He anxiously waved his hands, trying to clear the mist.

Mi Si Si Si Si Si …

Montana saw him waving his hands and pushing his body to wake him up, and in his haziness she heard a voice that made her heart tremble. His hand was held by a pair of soft, jade-like hands. Feeling the soft, boneless hand in his own, he tightly held Montana's hand.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the grass. A pair of violet gemstone eyes were looking at him with hidden tenderness.

"Montana, thank you for saving me."

He gazed at Montana's beautiful face, intoxicated by those violet eyes. He didn't know where he was at the moment, so he just wanted this moment to last forever.

Montana, of course, could see the love in his eyes. She lowered her head in embarrassment, her long purple hair fluttering in the wind around his face and neck. A faint fragrance came from his purple hair, causing his heart to beat even faster. Looking at Montana's exquisite skin, which was like white jade, he couldn't help but reach out his hand, wanting to gently caress Montana's exquisite and beautiful face.

"Boss, you woke up! That's great. Look! Boss Nan Bo and I caught quite a few big fish. Montana, do you know how to roast fish?"

Montana wrenched her hand away from him. Watching him stretch out his hand a few inches from her cheek, she smiled slyly and stood up, walking toward the lake.

He wanted to roast Terry like a fish on the fire. Had it not been for the stomach king, he might have touched Montana's cheek. Looking at this big stomach king who only knew how to eat, he began to have a headache. Although Terry was very powerful, he lacked a string in his head. All he did was stare at the food.

Montana took the fish from Terry, smiled back at him, then turned and carried the fish to the lake. When he saw Montana's smile, he was stunned. He watched as Montana slowly walked toward the lake under the sunlight.

"If only Montana and I were here, if Montana were to take a wild bath by the lake and there were only the two of us here …"

Before his eyes, he could already see Montana's beautiful body bathing in the lake. The sunlight shone on Montana's jade-white skin. Montana smiled back at herself and waved for herself to go with her.

"Boss Mi Si, Boss Mi Xiu, your saliva is already flowing out. Are you hungry?"

Terry scratched his head as he looked at the salivating Lucius, thinking that his boss was too hungry and was drooling at the sight of the fish. Michaels was awakened by Terry's nudging. He glared at Terry, his murderous gaze causing Terry to feel uneasy.

"Boss, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Terry, what else do you know other than to eat? It's enough to kill you." He pounded the ground with his fist. What a good opportunity that was just now.

Terry scratched his head and said, "But I'm hungry. I also know how to catch prey. Those fish were caught by Nan Bo and I. "Don't just look at how powerful boss Nan Bo is, catching him won't do."

He grabbed the front of Terry's shirt and looked at him viciously. Terry was so frightened by his appearance that he fell backward. The body of the man in Terry's belt fell to the ground, and the man fell on top of Terry.

"Boss, why are you suppressing me?"

Under the pressure of Terry's body, he looked like a ferocious beast. Terry felt like he was looking at a big bad wolf's red hat as he frantically pushed at him.

"Remember this: when you see me talking to Montana in the future, stay far away from us. Otherwise, I'll roast you and the fish and eat you alive!"

Terry nodded in panic as he stared at the fire lotus in the man's hand. He was so frightened that he pushed the man away and fled.

When he saw Terry run faster than a rabbit, he put away the fire lotus in his hand helplessly. "Eh?" He looked at his hand as if he had seen a strange magical beast. He stood there stunned, forgetting that he was still lying on the grass.

"Boss Nanbo, do you think there's a problem with our Boss?" Terry asked him worriedly as he looked at the silly look on his son's face.

Nan Bo nodded and shook his head. He was very pleased with the way Terry addressed him, "Boss." He nodded, and the name gave him the air of a king.

He glanced at the stunned man who was staring at his hands. "That's a problem. The spring is over, but the spring is just beginning. Rant …

Nan Bo's resounding laughter came from far away above the lake, startling countless birds. Terry drooled as he looked at the birds, but he hadn't eaten bird meat in a long time. He held onto Nan Bo's large claws. Right now, he no longer had any fear towards Nan Bo. In his eyes, Nan Bo was his hunter, a good boss who could catch a lot of food for him.

"Boss Nan Bo, the bird meat is very delicious. Can you catch a few birds to satisfy your craving?" Bake the bird over the fire, tsk tsk tsk, I guarantee you never tasted that taste before in your life. Especially Montana, whose skills are practically at the Saint-rank. "

Terry didn't really care about the Saint rank magic. To him, Montana was much more intimate than the other Saint rank warriors.

Nan Bo was almost drooling from the allure of Terry's words. He looked at the birds in the sky and shook his head dejectedly. Although the steel armored beasts were very strong, they could neither swim nor fly. Otherwise, how could they have any room for other magical beasts?

"The birds are flying too high, they are already out of my attack range. Let's go catch a few wild beasts. Terry, what do you think we should do? What kind of wild beast or magical beast tastes good? "

When Terry heard the word 'eat,' his eyes narrowed. To him, there was nothing more powerful than the word 'eat'.

Pulling Nan Bo along, Terry looked at Nan Bo with teary eyes, which made Nan Bo's hair stand on end. After slapping Terry to the side, Nan Bo glared at Terry and said, "What kind of eyes do you have? You should know that I, Nan Bo Alexander, am a true noble. "Don't look at me with that ambiguous gaze, otherwise I might dig out your eyes."

Terry bitterly looked at Nan Bo. Before he met Mies, his biggest wish was to be able to eat his fill. As long as he had enough food, it would be enough. He did not expect to be able to pick and choose. Although he was also a hunter, his appetite was too great and his brain was not very good, so the food he hunted for was always insufficient to fill his stomach.

After meeting the man, Terry's hunger wish could be fulfilled. And after meeting Nan Bo, he could actually think of some wild beast, and even some magical beast meat. This kind of happiness was too much for him.

"Boss Nan Bo, from now on, I'll follow you and Boss Mi Si Si. With your strength, you'll definitely let me eat my fill." I'm looking at you with admiration. In my heart, you're just like a god. Sooner or later, the great name of Nan Bo Alesan will become the god of magical beasts.

As long as the food was on his side, Terry's brain would lose its string and become incomparably nimble. Nan Bo was overjoyed from the flattery and started to find the big stomach king more pleasing to look at.

Using his sharp claws to stroke his chin, Nan Bo pretended to be deep on the ground, supporting himself with his huge tail. It began to dream of the god of magic. Terry said it was a god in his heart, and this flattery made it impossible for it to refuse.

"Nan Bo, my god, let's go hunt for prey together. If a wild boar was used as a barbecue, it would be extremely oily, more fragrant than any wild animal's oily oil. The venison is also not bad. It's both tender and fresh.

The Nan Bo Godly Beast was pulled by Terry and followed him with a smile, going to be a free Beast Hunting Machine for this big stomach king.

The beast was stupefied. It had been fooled by Terry, who was missing a string, to follow him to grab food for it. But he couldn't be bothered with the two who only knew how to eat. Nan Bo and Terry were gone, and now there was only him and Montana left. Such a good opportunity was extremely rare, and he wanted nothing more than to push Terry and Nan Bo to catch the magical beasts.

"Boss, you can come with us." Terry called back to him.

With a vicious curse in his heart, Terry was entangled in a spider web. He was trampled by a black widow spider.

"Cough cough, you guys can go. I'll rest here for a bit." He was still lying on the grass, feigning infirmity. He waved weakly at them.

"Mi Si, you should recuperate here."

Nan Bo turned his head around and winked at him. He pursed his lips in Montana's direction, a look of ridicule in his eyes. Of course, he knew that the wounds on his body had already been healed. Although he could fool Terry, he couldn't fool the powerful and terrifying Nan Bo. However, Nan Bo did not point it out. Instead, he gave off the appearance of someone else.

"Roar! Mi Si! I've given you the chance. It all depends on your ability now!" "Do something, don't embarrass me, good brother."

Nan Bo waved his huge claws in the sunlight, flashing a few times as he and Terry ran into the forest.

"Jian Jia, Cang Cang, the white dew is frost.

The so-called "Yi" was on the side of the water.

from which the path is obstructed and long;

Travelling from here, in the middle of the water.

Jianjia Xinghe, white dew not Xi.

So-called lover, in the water of the plum.

from which the Tao obstructs and rises;

From there, they would swim in the water.

Jian Jia harvested, Bai Lu was not there,

The so-called "Yi", in the water.

Tracer from which the Tao obstructs and the Right;

Go back to where you came from, and you'll be in the water. "

Montana stopped and listened to the deep, melodious song that drifted gently along the lake's edge, though she didn't understand the words very well. However, the deep feelings in the tune were like the streams in the mountain, full of twists and turns, and it was extremely refreshing. Montana looked back for the source of the song, and saw that he was standing behind her with a bouquet of wildflowers in his hand, singing the song.

From the moment he first saw Montana at Nan Bo's feet, he was unable to extricate himself. Since then, Montana's every movement and every frown and smile had touched his heart. In his hand were fresh flowers, the fiery red of the wild rose represents a hot love.

Montana was stunned. She had never heard this song before, and the lyrics were so poignant that they made her feel sick. Her deep purple eyes stared at the song that was slowly being sung. She didn't think that this young mage was not only a dual magic cultivator, but also a highly learned poet.

"Montana, you are so beautiful! Even the flower genie would be ashamed of you if she sees you. Please accept the wild rose that I gave you. It represents my scorching hot heart!" He raised the rose high up in the air and knelt in front of Montana.

"Did you write the lyrics just now?"

Montana was surprised. She had read a lot since childhood and had some of her best teachers. Although she was young and knowledgeable, with her level of knowledge, she was actually unable to completely understand the profoundness of the lyrics.

He didn't know what song he was singing, but the moment he saw Montana standing by the lake, it came out of his mouth in a natural manner. He actually understood the meaning of the lyrics in the song. It seemed that in the grayish fog just now, many unknown things had drilled into his mind.

As he looked at Montana, he nodded his head very seriously. He didn't know who had written the lyrics, but he knew that it definitely wasn't something that could be written by the people of the Kadri continent or even the entire Limia Empire. Thus, he took it for his own without any hesitation. In any case, no one would be able to investigate his crime of plagiarism.

Montana's delicate face was blushing red, like a peach blossom in March. She took the rose from his hand and held it under her nose to take a deep sniff. The fragrance of the rose was even more fragrant than the ones she had grown. She was intoxicated with it. When he saw that Montana had accepted his roses, he was very happy. He was afraid that Montana would be as distant and distant from him as she had been the day before.

"Can you sing me that song again, Michaelis?"

"Jian Jia, Cang Cang, the white dew is frost.

The so-called "Yi" was on the side of the water.

from which the path is obstructed and long;

"Travelling from here, in the middle of the water …"

As the lakeside music drifted, Montana even forgot about the fish Terry had given her, staring at the beautiful song.

Montana listened attentively to the song. "What song is this?" she asked.

"This song is called 'Jian Jia'. Montana, do you like this song?"

"Very much, very beautiful. Can you teach me to sing this song, Michaelis? "

The attitude Montana had towards him today was completely different from the attitude she had towards him yesterday. Although Montana had been very courteous to him yesterday, it had been a sort of faint estrangement. Today, Montana had actually healed the wound on her chest, and had even accepted a gift from him, a rose representing love. Compared to the cold politeness of yesterday, Montana's attitude today was very gentle, very ambiguous, very...

"What are you daydreaming for, Mi Si? Why didn't you answer when I asked you to teach me how to sing?"

Montana saw that he was lost in thought, and she laughed inwardly. A man who saw her in a daze, intoxicated, stunned, and even enchanted … she was already used to it. Who told her face to be so beautiful and enchanting? The natural fragrance of his body was especially tempting. It was a fatal lure for all men, and even the males were attracted by it.

However, what made Montana curious was that the man hadn't just been staring at her. He was staring at the sky, unsure of what to do. The man didn't look at her and just stared blankly at the sky. This was the first time she met him.

When he came to, he had been imagining himself teaching Montana to sing, and had fallen into a dream of nothingness. Montana had offered to learn the song from him, and it was a great opportunity for him to let his imagination run wild.

"Hehe, of course you can learn this song if you want. It is my honor to be able to teach a girl like Montana, who is even more beautiful than the flower fairies, to learn this song. However, this song is very difficult to learn, you have to be patient. " He had decided to prolong this rare opportunity by increasing the difficulty of his studies.

Montana blinked the deep, beautiful eyes of the purple Perpa Sea. She still couldn't believe that the lyrics of the song had been written by him. She asked, "This song is really difficult, especially the meaning of the lyrics is very profound. Can you explain the meaning of the lyrics to me? "

It wasn't that Montana was trying to test the words to see if they were written by him, but that she really didn't know what they meant, which made it harder to learn. If he understood the meaning of the lyrics, it would undoubtedly be much easier.

The expression on his face was deep and sorrowful. He felt that he had a talent for acting. Looking at Montana's intoxicated eyes, he said in a low and slow voice, "There is a beautiful and sad story about a young man who fell in love with a beautiful girl. However, that girl lives on the other side of the river. The two of them were blocked by the swift flow of the river. The youth was unable to express his passionate love for the girl, and could only look at her from the other side of the river. But that young lady, she doesn't know how the young man feels about her, nor does the young man have any way to cross the swift river, so it's just out of sight. "