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"Crash-"

The sound of the heavy rain is like a waterfall, like excessive white noise pouring into the cave where the Woqiping snake once resided, disturbing people in the morning and making them restless. An Xuefeng opened his eyes in the dark tent. One of the tiger ears above his head turned to Yi Ling, who had just fallen asleep in his arms, and the other listened to the sound of rain and thunder outside.

It's about 5:10 in the morning now.

An Xuefeng estimated the time. He only slept for less than fifteen minutes, but now he was very energetic. Even the pollution left after fighting the Salt God last night had basically disappeared. He was in negative distance from Yi Zero. Sure enough, it can relieve more pollution. An Xuefeng is not willing to get his love into other things. Fortunately, Yi Ling seems to be more energetic, full and satisfied. This seems to be good for him, so An Xue Feng felt somewhat relieved.

"Rumble--"

Thunder rolled across the sky, and a heavy thunderstorm seemed to envelope the entire world. His keen sense allowed him to roughly detect the rain outside without leaving his sleeping bag and tent.

The location of their cave was good, so water would not accumulate outside the cave or pour in. What's more, An Xuefeng had dug a drainage ditch in advance, so he was not afraid of the cave being flooded. The animals that were frightened by the thunderstorm did not dare to hide here to take shelter from the rain. The white tiger's thick pheromones declared that this was its lair, and no beast dared to offend it.

The fire in the cave had been extinguished long ago. After all, they had been having trouble all night yesterday, and An Xuefeng didn't have time to pick up so much firewood. The remaining firewood had to be carefully calculated to prepare today's meal, so that Yi Ling could drink it. Taking a sip of hot soup, there was no shortage of water, and it was raining outside. It's just that it's a bit cold inside the cave. The heavy rain caused the temperature in the mountains to drop sharply, making An Xuefeng, who was used to living in the north, feel the biting coldness of the damp and cold.

But An Xuefeng has great firepower. Even if he is naked in the ice and snow of Mohe, he will not feel too cold, not to mention that the white tiger is also cold-resistant. He is the most stable heat source in the sleeping bag, allowing Yi Ling to snooze comfortably in his arms. I just don't know how the teammates on Mo Rili's side are doing, and whether they have enough dry firewood for heating.

An Xuefeng is used to worrying about his teammates, but he also understands that in such a harsh environment as Wuluo Mountain, he cannot always protect his teammates under his wings. Although the killing of the Salt God last night ended quickly, it was thrilling enough. If Yi Ling hadn't been willing to cooperate, he would have had to shed a few more layers of skin if he wanted to kill the Salt God An Xuefeng, who was extremely wary of 'Linjun'. He still has to fight desperately, not to mention his teammates who are not as strong and lucky as him.

‘This is the last opportunity for them to experience before they actually go to Wuluo Mountain. "

Yi Ling's words yesterday still echoed in An Xuefeng's ears. They were always frivolous and careless, but they spoke to An Xuefeng's heart.

This time he went out alone to hunt the Salt God, which was indeed an opportunity for his companions to 'grow up'.

"Morili is very safe. Of course they will face the gods of the Tujia people. This is a matter of time, but as long as they are smart and alert, there won't be too much danger."

It is even said that if the Thunder God really comes, Morilirihui, where the eight Tujia brothers live, will face the battlefield directly, but it will also be the safest place. Being able to hold on there will be of great benefit to the passengers.

After getting to know Mo Rili with Yi Ling and having a private conversation with Wei Xun, An Xuefeng made a decisive decision. This was also the fundamental reason why he did not return to the B\u0026B in the rain after killing the Salt God. People will always grow after leaving shelter, and they will be truly forced to unite when greater dangers come. And An Xuefeng and Yi Ling also had things to do on these two mountains when Lei Gong came there.

Yesterday, Yi Ling cooperated with An Xuefeng, and today An Xuefeng will cooperate with him. All we are waiting for is the real arrival of the thunderstorm. The thunderstorm outside looks fierce, but in fact it is just an insignificant prelude.

"Crack-!"

A deafening thunder resounded across the sky, and the whole world seemed to be shaken. The thunderous explosions made people's hearts beat wildly, their eardrums buzzed, and they created a sense of restlessness and irritability deep in their souls.

It's pollution.

The sound of thunder contained pollution, buzzing like a bunch of bees in An Xuefeng's ears, and faintly like a weird and horrifying distorted song, piercing into the brain like needles, causing a dense and disgusting feeling of nausea. An Xuefeng turned his tiger ears outward into airplane ears. Yi Ling's breathing was also disturbed for a moment, and his silver-white eyelashes trembled.

But Yi Ling was unwilling to open his eyes, and in the end he just shrank down, leaving only his white head exposed outside the sleeping bag. He rested his head on An Xuefeng's chest, and his soft white hair no longer emitted the silvery fluorescence as it did last night. It was like a ball of snow-white soft slightly curly wool, quietly scattered around An Xuefeng's body, as beautiful as an oil painting. They were not sleeping in a double sleeping bag. The two of them were completely squeezed together. An Xuefeng could feel Yi Ling's shallow breath on his skin, as well as the pain and swelling caused by the inevitable movement when he moved down. Insufferable muscles.

This made Yi Ling frown and groan in discomfort.

So cute.

An Xuefeng paused for breath, and his eyes were so bright in the darkness. He was so bewitched that his sharp nails popped out and returned to their original shape. His eyes were dyed with dark desires and thoughts like the eyes of a wild beast. If he was caught by an outsider, You will definitely be shocked when you see it. But Yi Ling didn't see this scene. He even slept more peacefully, and the discomfort on his body was relieved a lot - An Xuefeng's strong arms brought him to him, and he reached down with one hand and pulled him away. Rub his waist vigorously.

This is the way in big cities, the technology is really good.

Yi Ling vaguely thought about it, and some inspirations about "a 1.9 meter massage guy and a young social worker who often suffers from back pain" flashed through his mind. He brought some of last night's situations into his reverie, and Yi Ling suddenly fell asleep more easily. Feeling at ease, he slept comfortably in a dreamland of fantasy and fiction, but he didn't know how many dirty and realistic thoughts An Xuefeng had in his mind. The calloused fingers pressed lightly on the back of his waist, not as cautiously as with tofu. Using tofu to describe Yi Ling's skin would be an underestimation of his strength.

An Xuefeng felt that he was more like jade. Yi Ling's skin was cold and slippery like jade. Even during the most intense time last night, his body temperature didn't rise much. In order to prove that Yi Ling's skin was not carved from jade or ice, An Xuefeng left dense marks on it, almost from the bone at the back of the neck all the way down the spine, even the knees and calves.

The jade sculpture will not leave red marks when kissed, but Yi Ling will. Those traces of redness to purple are dotted and clustered, like red plums blooming in the snow. The front view is even more extreme, after all, they are face to face most of the time - Yi Ling likes to look at An Xuefeng's expression, which satisfies his curiosity and subtle desire for control. Fortunately, Yi Ling does not feel pain. , otherwise the messy look on his chest would definitely make him make more uncomfortable groans in his sleep. After all, An Xuefeng really loves to bite, and his canine teeth are a bit too sharp when he transforms into a tiger.

But in An Xuefeng's view, when Yi Ling is pressed by him and turns his back to him in the most primitive posture, he will act more excited and keen. The more intense he is, the better his feedback will be. It seems that he prefers something more savage and primitive. , something purely intense. Moreover, Yi Ling seems to have an almost pathological pursuit of satiety, as if his oral appetite is not satisfied and he is often in a state of hunger. Normally I hardly show it, but yesterday I showed my unique hobby in this aspect vividly.

There are no family planning supplies here, so they are not easy to clean. An Xuefeng also keeps in mind the mysophobia of B-0 and doesn't plan to pour them in every time. But Yi Ling ate very deeply every time. He had to save enough before he would lazily let An Xuefeng clean it up. So much so that no matter how clean it is, there is always a little bit deeper in the mouth, and it will flow out from time to time, making it always wet.

It was undoubtedly uncomfortable to sleep like this. Mr. An, who had a strong sense of responsibility, couldn't see that Yi Ling was not sleeping well, so he thoughtfully stretched him out and checked him again. People always have some reactions in the early morning. Even if An Xuefeng only slept for a quarter of an hour from closing his eyes to opening them, it was still considered a sleep, and he could wake up again in the morning, especially when he felt Yi Ling. In response, what was not a simple inspection was completely overdone.

Especially when Yi Ling suddenly opened his eyes, looked at him with those blue eyes, and smiled proudly: "Who said it was definitely not in the sleeping bag? Who said the sleeping bag is just a place to sleep? Ha, I can't help it!"

"Why isn't this sleeping?"

An Xuefeng corrected him seriously, deciding to teach the guides in the mountains a lesson. An Xuefeng was much more authoritative than Yi Ling in using sleeping bags. This practical class with rich content lasted for nearly two hours and was about to end at around 6:30 in the morning. After washing, Yi Ling was only wearing an overly large black cashmere sweater, and was dozing off groggyly wrapped in An Xuefeng's jacket. An Xuefeng took care of the sleeping bag and tent. He didn't wear shoes, and his feet turned into tiger claws and walked around the cave. The tiger's tail was hanging down, and the tip of the tail was raised happily. Every time he passed by Yi Ling, They would wrap around his ankles as he passed by.

"Wow--"

A louder sound of rain came, causing Yi Ling to turn his head. An Xuefeng lifted up the tarpaulin covering the entrance of the cave, pushed away the rolling stones, and felt the restless pollution between heaven and earth while using a camping pot to collect water. It was good to be with Yi Ling, but once he left him, the buzzing noise of pollution resounded in An Xuefeng's mind, like the continuous roaring thunder, like a primitive, thick, unclear song of sacrifice to the gods. , repeated over and over until the end.

[The sky is covered with dark clouds, and the mountains are covered with fog]

[The evil wind blew and heavy rain fell.]

【The sky is moving, the earth is moving】

【The sky is moving, the earth is moving】

【The sky is moving, the earth is moving——】

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"Holy shit, there's an earthquake? Is this an earthquake??"

In the main room of Moriliri B\u0026B, the tourists who were sitting around the fire room heating up water jumped up in fright. The hanging pot on the fire was shaking, and the earthquake made them unsteady on their feet. This is not an illusion, the earth is really shaking!