MTL - Bancheng Fengyue-Chapter 170 I come to think now

The hazy silver moon in the lower realm has hung on the branches, a thin and curved line, just like the two curved eyebrows of the banshee opposite at this moment. 〔. s.

On Qingsonggang, in a cool breeze night, in the gazebo woven with pine branches, the elegant and elegant white-clothed **** leans on the pillars of the pavilion, looking at the beautiful banshee who came uninvited from the opposite side with cold eyes.

Probably this kind of situation has become too common in these years. Everywhere, almost every night, different banshees will come to seduce and seduce. Fu Cang has become so used to it that he won't even move his eyelids.

The banshee in front of him looked like a tree demon, Chunjun didn't move, she was not a demon, he looked away without interest, and looked at the thin crescent moon on the branch.

"The Yishui here, there was a legend handed down in ancient times, the God of Fucang may be interested to hear about it"

The banshee tried to get closer to him, but seeing that he didn't respond, she sat down happily leaning against the slender and powerful body, and said softly: "In ancient times, there was a Lord Lin who took a boat from Yishui to Yanyang. The Goddess of Salt Water is obsessed with it, and Mr. Lin is so cruel that he ordered the Goddess to tie her waist with black silk and shoot her with an arrow. Lord Fucang, are all men in the world so ruthless?"

She boldly wanted to touch his jade-like cheeks, but suddenly a cold light flashed in front of her eyes, and the sword of heaven, Chunjun, was held in front of her by this white-clothed god. He said lightly: "I only know that there is a demon clan here who claims to be the king of Lin, who is robbing the daughter of the **** of Yishui. Where is he?"

The banshee immediately turned into a cloud of dark wind and whizzed away: "I can't say, don't blame me if I will be killed."

Fu Cang didn't move, and continued to use his divine power to test every inch of land in a radius of thousands of miles.

In the past two thousand years, twelve of the eighteen noble clans in ancient times were suppressed and killed, and the remaining six were completely obedient, and some had never absorbed the turbid energy, so they were temporarily let go by the upper realm. Although there are quite a lot of remaining demons in the lower realm, most of them are scattered demons, so there is nothing to fear.

As early as a thousand years ago, the demon-slaying decree of the heavens had been withdrawn, and the upper realm gradually returned to the days of singing and dancing before the disaster of the sea of ​​hatred.

The peace is all because of the sacrifice of a princess in Lihenhai, although she herself has no awareness of this aspect.

Holding Chun Jun in his hand, it was much colder than before. Fu Cang peeked into it with his spiritual thoughts. The slender figure in a soft silk robe was still sleeping. After sleeping for two thousand years, he still didn’t wake up.

Fu Cang frowned and took a deep breath. Xuan Yi slept in the Heavenly Palace for eight full months, and there was no sign of waking up. The tears that the sentimental Emperor Zhongshan shed every day can be contained in a bucket, even after telling the world, Xuanyi has become a savior and is worshiped like a savior, but even the emperor's fragile heart can't be healed.

Later, the always unreliable Emperor Bai Ze came up with an even more unreliable idea, saying that Xuanyi's placement in a place with strong fresh air probably would be very beneficial to her. If it is said that the fresh air is the strongest, it is naturally in the Chunjun sword that was built with countless divine powers and treasures back then, which means that Xuan Yi is put in the sword and will wake up one day.

Fu Cang always suspected that this was Emperor Bai Ze's nonsense, probably to appease Emperor Zhong Shan who was on the verge of collapse, but even so, he still put Princess Dragon in Chunjun, and since then he has been with him every day, day and night, where is he really going? I brought them all.

Wake up quickly, the promised five lakes and four seas, three thousand scenery, the ends of the earth and the ends of the earth, he doesn't want to see it all alone, without her sweet voice, it is too lonely.

The night wind was getting stronger, Fu Cang looked towards the place where the wind was blowing up, the faint gray mist was gathering, Chunjun made a low buzzing sound, it was the demons.

Since the edict of the Heavens to Slay Demons was withdrawn, the war department of Yuhua Palace was also withdrawn, and the former general establishment was restored. He was assigned to Emperor Ziwei, and was responsible for exterminating the remaining demons that were causing trouble.

A few days ago, Yishui Water God handed over the certificate to Nantian Gate, saying that his daughter had been taken away by a demon clan who claimed to be the Lord of Lin and the Demon King.

With more and more demon fog, Chun Jun's buzzing sound became louder and louder, Fu Cang threw it, and the tiny golden light was countless faster than before, and it suddenly turned into a golden tide, almost The entire Yishui was covered, and the gray mist was so frightened that it immediately retreated to the dark place, and the tide turned into a tiny golden dragon again, followed by it, zigzagging around the mountain depression, and there was indeed a cave in the belly of the mountain.

The golden dragon suddenly became extremely huge, smashed its head through the cave, and bit the Lin Lord Demon King who had nowhere to escape. Before pushing it a few feet on the ground, he screamed and turned into black ashes. Chun Jun rolled into a ball resentfully, the demons he encountered these years were too weak, and it was too unsatisfying.

As soon as Fu Cang thought about it, the golden dragon quickly circled around the cave, and broke open a vermilion door. A woman's exclamation came from inside, her body was full of fresh air, she must be the daughter of Yishui Water God.

The golden dragon opened its huge mouth, and gently bit the Goddess Yishui. Before she could utter her second scream, she felt that the scene in front of her was extremely changing. The next moment, she landed in a gazebo made of pine branches, and the silver moon was like a hook. , the white-clothed **** in the pavilion was handsome and elegant, and he stood up and nodded in salute: "You are polite, I will send the goddess back to the mansion of the water god."

The bright goddess blinked her eyes, and immediately lowered her head with a blushing face.

Back at the Yishui water god's mansion, the water **** thanked her a lot. Seeing his daughter's blushing cheeks and spring waves in her eyes, she kept peeking at the white-clothed **** opposite, and said, "The **** of help Cang has been working hard by the Yishui for three days. , if you don’t dislike the shabbyness of our house, please rest for one night.”

Originally, he had no hope. Fu Cang was the only son of the Qing Emperor, the God of the Upper Realm, and became famous because he solved the hidden danger of Lihenhai. The noble **** actually nodded: "This will trouble the water god."

There is hope that the father and daughter of the water priest are overjoyed.

After being treated to a dinner by the extremely enthusiastic Water God's family, Fu Cang returned to the guest room, sat cross-legged on the soft shell bed, and stroked the cold Chunjun in his hands. He hadn't seen Princess Dragon for three days because of the killing of demons in the lower realm. The mansion of the water **** was clean and clean, not as stale as the lower realm, so he could finally see her.

After chanting the mantra, that soft and slender body fell into his arms, Fu Cang brushed away the messy hair on her face with his fingertips, and stared down. Her hair had grown again, but the dragon scales hadn't grown yet, but he could sense a very faint trace of her swaying divine power, which had existed since two hundred years ago.

It's almost like a newborn Candle Yin Dragon God.

He bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead, and he was full of hope when the goddess Yishui, who was dressed in a delicate and unparalleled dress, came in and saw the scene: the goddess in white was holding a goddess who appeared out of nowhere~www.novelbuddy. com~ very affectionate.

She almost cried, but when she saw the beautiful and charming appearance of the goddess, she really cried.

Seeing her trespassing on the guest room like this, Fu Cang frowned, and his usual charming voice suddenly turned cold: "What's the matter with the goddess?"

Goddess Yishui choked with tears: "No, it's nothing. I'm here to deliver refreshments."

Fu Cangfang was about to get up, but the body in Leng Buding's arms moved slightly, his thick long eyelashes trembled a few times, those eyes that had been closed for two thousand years slowly opened, and his eyes still fell on his face with a dazed and undisciplined look, quietly After staring for a long time, he heard her heavenly voice ringing in his ears: "Senior Brother Fu Cang."

His heart, which had always been extremely cold, was trembling violently at this moment, and he opened his arms, hugging her tightly.

I don't know how long it took, but her voice sounded like that day again: "Where is the refreshment?"

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