Bancheng Fengyue

Xuan Yi closed his eyes again, and silently gnawed at the sugar cake in front of him, which was suddenly so unpalatable that he couldn't swallow it at all.

She simply spit it out and said lightly: "I'm full, let's go."

Fu Cang was peeling tangerines, the nine lions in front of him squeezed nine heads into his arms like a cat, and eighteen eyes stared at the tangerines in his hand tenderly. When it was about to leave, it wilted, and its heads drooped together.

Fu Cang ignored her, just stroked the soft fur on the nine-headed lion's back, and said in a low voice: "Are you hungry?"

The lower realm couldn't find anything that could satisfy Xiaojiu, so he peeled five or six tangerines and fed it to him, not even the peaches. Finally, he looked up at the absurd statue of Xuannv, and he reached out and grabbed Xuannv. B's tail, with a twist of the wrist, the loach was stuffed into the sleeve again, and the handsome and handsome **** left the Xuannv Temple, leaving a place of orange peel, peach core and pastry crumbs.

After a long time, the dim candlelight in the Xuannv Temple danced several times, and a cloud of shadow poured down from the Xuannv statue like running water, and soon turned into a young man in a gorgeous lilac-colored gown with long hair. Like, handsome. He looked outside the temple a few times, as if he breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death, I thought it was the picket spirit officer from the God Realm who came here so quickly, but it turned out to be two young gods."

He groped behind the Xuannv statue for a while, and took out a palm-sized stone, its color was like ink, densely covered with black air. He was apprehensive, and seemed to be fighting for something, staring at the stone for a long time, finally made up his mind, stuffed it into his arms, floated out, turned a corner on the path, and disappeared into the night.

"Don't you want to hurry back to Nantianmen?" Xuan Yi's soft voice was full of tiredness after eating, "What are you doing with this little demon?"

He was the one who said he wanted to go back quickly, and he was the one who was looking for trouble now. Is it worth sneaking behind a little demon who occupies the Xuannv Temple? When they entered the Xuannv Temple just now, they all found this little demon. His cultivation base is so low that it is not worth the effort to scare him, so no one paid any attention.

Fu Cang said: "The stone he took out just now is full of evil energy."

so what? Xuan Yi yawned in his sleeve.

"That stone is thick and heavy, it should have once been the land of the God Realm."

Lihenhai has fallen, so what is a piece of God Realm land that is several inches?

Fu Cang didn't speak any more, he had a vague premonition in his heart, but he was not sure yet.

The little demon in front of him wandered around for a while, and suddenly entered the courtyard of a mortal family. It seemed to be a wealthy family. The courtyard was very spacious, with lush trees, exquisite pavilions, and the turbid air outside was billowing. The courtyard felt refreshed all over, and the fresh air rushed to the face, but I didn't know who lived here.

The little demon suddenly stopped at the bottom of an embroidery building, took out a small bronze mirror from his bosom, exposed it to the moonlight for half a day, tidied his hair and clothes, picked a weed and turned it into a fan, Shaking the fan, she floated in front of the window on the second floor with a fairy face, and coughed heavily.

Xuan Yi was about to fall asleep, but was woken up by his cough, and dissatisfied, he poked his head out and stared at the little demon for a while, then suddenly said "Huh": "He looks...doesn't he look a bit like Brother Shaoyi? "

Shaoyi?

Fu Cang frowned slightly, and immediately let go: "I don't think so."

Xuan Yi was still commenting: "It's really a bit similar, look at his coquettish clothes, and the profile is also a bit similar, but it's far worse than Brother Shaoyi."

Fu Cang said: "Shut up, don't let him notice."

While talking, the window on the second floor suddenly opened, and a mortal girl about fourteen or five years old poked her head out, her round face was still childish, but there seemed to be a trace of melancholy between her brows, looking at It was very lovely and pitiful.

When Xuan Yi saw her face clearly, he almost cried out, bit his tail hastily, even Fu Cang was shocked: "...Senior Sister Yanxia?"

"Zidu!" The girl called the little demon in a low voice, her tone mild.

The demon named Zidu leaned on the window sill, shook his fan loudly, and said hurriedly: "Axia, do you miss me?"

Her name is Axia? Could it be Senior Sister Yanxia? Xuan Yi let go of his tail in shock, leaned out half of his body, and looked at her vigorously from top to bottom.

A blush appeared on Axia's face, and her eyes rolled around, showing a lingering look of uncontrollable joy.

"You came to see me secretly again, what if you meet a powerful mage?" Her voice was very low.

Zidu said softly: "Love is deep in my bones, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns, no matter how powerful a mage is, I can't do anything about it, don't worry. The wind is clear and the moon is bright tonight, Ah Xia, would you like to come out with me to talk? "

The blush on Axia's face became heavier, and she slowly shook her head: "Aniang's dream is shallow, she must be panicked if she wakes up and doesn't see me, let's just talk like this for a while."

But Zidu was very anxious and earnest: "Last time I told you that I opened a new cave in a nearby mountain. The scenery is very beautiful. Shall I take you to see it?"

Before she could answer, he stretched out his hand to grab her shoulder.

There was a biting chill on the back of Leng Buding's neck, and the horrifying coercion of the upper world covered him like a dark cloud cover, and he froze in mid-air, sweating profusely in an instant.

"Go down." A cold and charming voice sounded slowly from behind.

Axia behind the window said in surprise, "Zidu? What's wrong?"

She is now a mortal with naked eyes and cannot see the true God. With a wave of Fu Cang's long sleeves, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, she closed the window, turned around, and obediently went into the room to sleep.

He fell to the ground hard, turned into a cloud of shadows and was about to flee, only to see a cold light flash in front of him, and with a sound of "Keng", the Chunjun sword plunged straight into the ground in front of him, and he immediately froze in place.

"Get up." Fu Cang pressed Chun Jun's sword hilt, and ordered coldly.

The shadow huddled and condensed into a handsome man just now, kneeling on the ground: "God, spare me! God, spare me! I shouldn't occupy the Xuannv Temple!"

Fu Cang said: "Let me ask you, who is this mortal woman?"

Zidu tremblingly said: "She is a young lady who is not an official in this city. She is fourteen years old this year. I fell in love with her at first sight. I have no intention of eating her! Please learn from the gods!"

"Lie." Fu Cang pressed Chun Jun lightly on the back of his neck, "I'll give you one last chance."

The power of the Heavenly Sword made his face ashen ashes, and he finally collapsed completely, muttering: "I, I'm telling the truth! I'm a vine demon in the nearby mountain. The boss Huai in the mountain told me that this lady is from the lower realm. If the little princess of the Red Emperor who is destined to be able to cultivate both Yin and Yang with her, her cultivation will definitely benefit greatly. Boss Huai is now at the critical point of cultivation and cannot get out of the mountain, so he promised me a favor and asked me to secretly bring the young lady into the mountain. Just right Half a month ago when Lihen Hai fell, and the pickets hadn't come for a long time, I, I appeared in front of her. Who would have thought that she fell in love with me, so I, I wanted to get a piece of the pie first... I ...I'm not done yet! I don't dare anymore!"

It's really Yanxia!

Time passes quickly in the mortal world, less than a day in the God Realm, half a month in the Lower Realm, and less than a year in Yanxia's Lower Realm, and now she is fourteen years old.

Xuan Yi looked at the little demon who was shaking like chaff in front of him with disgust: "Will she fall in love with you?"

After all, Yanxia is also the little princess of the Red Emperor. In the upper realm, she was honored with gold and jade, and she was always associated with noble gods. Being a mortal in the lower realm, she wouldn't be able to flirt with this shallow little monster, right?

The son simply didn't know how to confess his feelings: "It's true! I, how dare I lie! I don't know why she fell in love with me, saying that she thinks I have a good face, and she gave me a forehead pearl last time ..."

Xuan Yi quietly looked at his similar appearance to Shaoyi, and suddenly felt a sudden in his heart.

No wonder... but also unexpected. Unexpectedly, when she became a mortal in the lower realm, she would still fall in love with a similar person again.

Fu Cang said: "That thing in your bosom full of demonic aura is the benefit that Huai Yao promised you? Where did he get it from?"

Zi Du's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a while, and suddenly said in a low voice: "God, I told you, are you still going to kill me?"

Fu Cang said slowly: "I will not kill rashly."

A trace of gloom flashed across Zidu's face, he fell on the ground and trembled violently, and said: "This is something that fell from the God Realm three hundred years ago. Boss Huai said it was the land of the God Realm soaked in turbid air. He often takes some Give us the fragments, and entrust us to run errands for him... God, I will give you the treasure right now! Don't kill me!"

He took out the stone full of evil energy from his bosom, and made a gesture to give it to Fu Cang, who suddenly had an ominous premonition, and with a flick of his fingertips, Chunjun drew a beautiful arc, and the sword fell After cutting off Zidu's hands at the wrist, the left hand that fell on the ground was already pitch black—just now he had absorbed a lot of evil energy while speaking.

The child screamed in pain, bit his broken hands, turned into a shadow and sneaked into the ground, running away.

Fu Cang didn't go after him~www.novelmt.com~ he just used his sword to poke the black stone off the ground. But a sharp whistling sound.

"It's so noisy." Xuan Yi's ears hurt from the noise, and he jumped out of his sleeve, "Why don't you chase after him?"

Fu Cang shook his head: "There is no picket spirit officer guarding this place, so don't leave."

There is more than one demon who covets Yanxia, ​​and the descendant goddess is guarded by the police officers every day, telling them not to dare to act rashly. To be held hostage.

Xuan Yi propped himself up on his tail, and jumped around the rock. This thing made her brain hurt, so she said: "Turn your head away."

Fu Cang frowned again: "What?"

"This thing is too noisy. I'm going to tell it to be quiet. You must turn away from it."

Fu Cang glanced at her, turned his back slowly, actually didn't look at her, only heard a "poof", after a while, the ear-piercing screaming sound suddenly stopped.

Xuan Yi wrapped the stone tightly with candle shade of white snow, like a big snowball, just put it in his hand and shook it twice, turned his head, but saw Fu Cang turned around at some point, and was fixed on looking at him.

It's broken, let him see the human body, he will definitely come to cut his hair!

She rolled on the spot, turned back into a loach with a puff, and suddenly he caught her with his hand like lightning, and put it in his palm.

"You can't cut it." She was proud again.

Fu Cang gently rubbed the bag on her head twice, and said softly, "Well, I can't cut it."

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Zidu is actually the name of a very famous handsome boy~ I borrowed it here~