The next day, the first ray of sunlight slowly spread on the mountain road. Qing Jiu was wrapped in Xiao Qi's wide brocade robe, nestled in his arms, covered his lips and yawned, raised his head, and met him with a smile and joking.

Mo Tong. Her face turned red and she glared at him fiercely: "What are you looking at? Let's go your way." Isn't it all caused by her so sleepy?

"Sleep for a while?" He bent down, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were gentle and soft.

Qing Jiu shook her head decisively. If she closed her eyes, she wouldn't know what year it would be to sleep until tonight. When she reached the bottom of the mountain, she would definitely have to walk by herself, otherwise she wouldn't have to live if someone saw it.

As if she saw her thoughts, Xiao Qi tightened her arms, let her be close to his chest, lowered her head and chuckled in her ear, "It's okay, when I really meet someone, I'll take yours."

Press your face on your chest to ensure that others can’t see that it’s you.”

"It would be strange if you can't see it!" Qing Jiu hummed, with the hands they had been shaking in front of the tribe members yesterday.

Those people don't have to guess that they know that she is holding in his arms.

Besides, with yesterday's incident, he is now a sacred and inviolable priest in the eyes of his tribe. He is just one ritual and is really mythical by the people in this blood clan.

He sighed and opened his mouth to ask him what he thought.

But think about it, they finally had such a warm moment, so she should not make any more trouble. She shook her legs lazily, and looked at the deep mountains in the middle of winter. The air was extremely fresh, making her mood unstoppable.

She got up, and occasionally a shocked bird flew over her head. She immediately pulled Xiao Qi's clothes tightly and shouted: "Hey, Xiao Qi, look, that bird is golden..."

Xiao Qi walked calmly with her, raised his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth, "That was sunlight. That was the black magpie, gray."

"ah……"

Qing Jiu bit his lip in disappointment, and indeed saw that the morning light was dyed with a layer of gold around him.

It seems that today is a good weather.

The sunlight shone on his body warmly, and sleepiness swept over again. She couldn't help but cover her lips and yawned. She was really sleepy. Her head couldn't help but tilt her head, pressing against his chest, and the sound of heart shaking in her ears

As if comforting her uneasy heart since yesterday, she felt her eyes getting heavier and heavier. Well, she took a nap and whispered in a daze: "Xiao Qi..."

"Hmm?" Xiao Qi's voice also lowered.

"When you get to the foot of the mountain, you must wake me up..." Her voice became even more confused

"……good."

With a satisfactory reply, her smiley head rubbed against his chest and soon fell asleep.

Xiao Qi couldn't help but slow down, lowered his head, and looked at her in obsessively like a kitten, with a quiet smile on her face, peaceful and peaceful, and that kind of trust that wholeheartedly made Xiao

Qi's heart was warm, but it hurt a little astringently. She was his whole body, but he wanted to push her away with his own hands. This cruelty was like cutting out his heart with a dagger, dripping blood.

Is this just retribution, retribution for his ruthlessness and cruelty at the time?

But he was sad, he was sore. Why should he bear this pain when she had already begun to accept him?

"Snakes..."

He lowered his head, and his thin lips fell on her forehead nostalgically, "I will protect you."

If he is going to hell in the end, he will be fine...

...

When Qing Jiu opened his eyes again, what was reflected in front of him was the tassels on the bed curtain. The purple ears hang down, and were blown by the wind, swaying left and right. Her body was soft and without any strength. She woke up and was too lazy to get up.

Xiao Qi lied to her again and said that she woke her up at the bottom of the mountain, but she still slept in darkness.

Turning her head and looking out the window, the sunset fell through the gaps in the window frame. The golden color dyed with dazzling red color made her deeply confused.

I couldn't help but sit up in the quilt, and suddenly I wanted to see Xiao Qi.

She put on her clothes, put on her embroidered shoes, opened the door and walked out...

...

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet. She walked along the bamboo building and walked to the depths of the bamboo forest. Unconsciously came to Xiao Qi's door.

The door was closed, and it was obvious that there was no one inside.

Where have you gone?

She turned around and there was not a single person in the bamboo building, and even Leng Yi was gone.

The sunset in the sky was dazzlingly beautiful. She looked up and suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness surged into her heart. Her face changed slightly, and she began to run out of the bamboo building with a frown. There was still no one on the road, as if

The entire blood clan was empty, and she was the only one wandering in this quiet sunset.

Xiao Qi...

Her dark eyes became more and more panicked, and she kept running towards the altar.

Before she could reach the altar, she saw a dark and silent drama in front of the altar from afar.

She suddenly lost her strength and stood there in a daze. She was afraid, very scared, afraid that she would see a picture that she could not bear at all. The afterglow of the sunset, this moment should have been beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people feel moved, but she

With heavy steps, I walked forward step by step. I was silent and my heart was slowly being torn apart.

The closer you get, the more uneasiness you feel.

Her heart was beating violently, as if she was about to jump out of her chest. She pursed her lips tightly and moved forward stubbornly.

Pushing away the black crowd, moving forward tightly, her eardrums buzzing. She couldn't see the strange expressions of the surrounding tribes looking at her when she moved away... She didn't know how much time she had spent, and finally arrived under the altar.

She raised her head and looked blankly at the altar. A man in a cloud-patterned sacrificial robe, with his back facing her, standing long, untied silver thread dyed a layer of gold under the setting sun.

It poured down and slightly whispered with the wind. The whole person looked like a beautiful painting. His whole body was covered with a holy light, dazzling, but it made her eyes red.

She stared blankly at him, trying to call him, but she felt her throat dry and she couldn't say anything.

"Click!"

Suddenly something fell on the back of her hand, wet, hot and hot, burning her eyes sore. She thought something must have happened. Otherwise, the man who was still smiling at her gently in the morning, what happened now

I will climb up to this high altar, turn my back to her, and gradually move away from it...

"Xiao Qi..."

She called out in a silence.

But she brought out more tears and fell on the back of her hand, making her look like a little beast.
Chapter completed!