Feng Luoyu hugged Bai Ze's neck and rubbed it affectionately, Bai Ze shook his head arrogantly and snorted.

Falling rain's tears flowed out uncontrollably, and he choked up: "Don't you like me too? My sister doesn't like me! Xue Gongling drove me away, you-you don't like me! Hmph! I don't want to cry, I don't want to cry!"

Bai Ze was obviously panicked when he heard Luoyu's cry, it stuck out its tongue and licked Luoyu's forehead, and winked at her apologetically.

She looked at the vast land below her, the small inn was gradually blurred, her sister must be spilling insults! But what could she do? She was on her way to the imperial city, and the human emperor Fuxi would definitely be able to make the decision for him and help her regain the position of the snow palace.

Ying Longfei was on the side, his eyes were looking straight ahead, it was a pair of hopeful eyes, as if he could see through the dense fog and extend all the way to the imperial city.

"When I was a child, I was in a lot of pain, and when I was very sad and sad, I would say to myself: everything will pass, tomorrow will be better!"

Luoyu smiled, and she repeated softly:

"Everything will pass, tomorrow will be better!"

They flew for a long time, Bai Ze was not tired, the two pairs of wings were lightly fanned handily, and occasionally there was a happy hiss, Ying Long and Luoyu flew to the Imperial City of the Human World in this happy hiss.

Bai Ze fell into the imperial city, falling rain jumped off the horse, she was the first time to such a far place, most of the strange things came to her face, she couldn't help but be stunned, Ying Long was already the second time to the imperial city, so he naturally started to be a guide, he pointed to the golden treasure building in the city, and said: "That should be the palace of the human emperor Fuxi!"

Ying Long wanted to pull Luo Yu's hand, which was originally a very innocent and pure meaning, Luo Yu seemed to have misunderstood, she blushed, retracted her hand, and muttered:

"I'll just follow you!"

Ying Long scratched his head embarrassedly, and his outstretched hand grabbed Bai Ze's reins, and said:

"Then follow me!"

Ying Long led Bai Ze, and Luo Yu followed closely behind him, and the two of them pushed away the bustling crowd and walked to the city wall outside the palace.

Several soldiers outside the city wall stopped Ying Long and said with a straight face:

"Little brat, what are you doing here, while you play!"

Luo Yu argued: "We are going to find the human emperor Fuxi!"

The leader of the hundred households laughed, "Are you also looking for His Majesty Fuxi? Do you want to play with His Majesty with mud balls? But people don't have that kind of spare time, but Uncle does! Uncle plays with you like this?"

Ying Long's face sank, his hands clenched into fists, and it was at this moment that Luoyu hugged his arm, and a cold cold current blocked Ying Long's anger, and she pleaded with the head of the hundred households:

"Uncle, I'm the princess of the Snow Palace!

The hundred household chiefs laughed even more arrogantly: "Snow Palace Princess?

Ying Long was furious, pointed at the hundred households and shouted: "What are you angry about, you turtle king bastard with a long bird's neck, and you still call yourself the king of the Snow Palace, you can't even count the dead skin on the heel of the king of the snow palace!"

The head of the hundred households was scolded by this overwhelming scolding, angrily pulled out his waist knife, and shouted: "Stinky boy, you tell Lao Tzu again!"

Ying Long stepped forward, "What, do you want to fight?

The head of the hundred households: "Who do you say is cowardly, who is soft, little rabbit cub, you owe someone to clean up!" He didn't say a word, the horizontal knife slashed, Ying Long pulled out the sawtooth sword, forced the hundred households away with a sword, and rushed in with the rain.

Seeing that Ying Long was not easy to deal with, the hundred households shouted: "There are assassins!

Ying Long sneered and said softly:

"Eighty-Nine Xuantian Gong - Sailfish Style"

The swordfish coat on his body spread to the rain, and the two of them ran away without a trace, but the road of the palace was tortuous and difficult to distinguish, and they hadn't gone far, not to mention that those pursuers didn't know where they went, even themselves, and they didn't know where they were?

Ying Long led the rain, the bluestone road on both sides of the rockery and green water, but now is not the time to enjoy, Ying Long in front of the road kept appearing, as a competent guide, he always chose one of them, and the rain also followed as if resigned to fate.

Ying Long spent more and more time thinking at the fork in the road, but what was the use? In the end, it was not at a loss, and there was a noise of whirring and drinking in his ears, and Ying Long hurriedly pulled the rain and hid in the grass pile on the side.

A group of patrolling soldiers ran over shouting a trumpet, and the leading general shouted:

"Where's the assassin?"

At the back of the line walked a leisurely general, with a dogtail in his mouth, and muttered in a muffled voice:

"It's so boring! Fu Xi is the Four Emperors of the Creation World, which assassin has the audacity to assassinate him! It's boring to make a group of people scared!" He suddenly sighed again: "It's really boring!"

He walked over unhurriedly, getting farther and farther away from the patrolling soldiers, Ying Long took the opportunity to stop on the side of the road, holding a sawtooth sword, and shouted:

"Where is the Human Emperor Fuxi?"

The general was stunned for a moment, looked at Ying Long for a while, and then smiled back and forth.

Ying Long: "What are you laughing at?"

"Are you the assassin? Child, I advise you to give up, now the only one who can really compete with Fu Xi is God Emperor Shaohao, with your meager mana, maybe—maybe a sneeze from Fu Xi can kill you—hahaha!"

The general was not busy shouting, but just hammered his chest and laughed.

Ying Long was stunned in place and embarrassed, and said: "Don't laugh, I have something to do with Fuxi, and the matter of the Snow Palace in the human world!"

The general laughed out of tears, waved his hand and said, "Don't be busy, don't be busy, wait until I finish laughing!"

Ying Long and the others were so bored that they shouted angrily, raised their swords and stabbed them, and chanted: "Nine Extremes Heaven - a crane rushes to the sky!"

When the general heard the name of this sword move, he seemed to remember something, he raised his head, put his chin in his hand, and muttered:

"Nine Pole Heaven, Beihai City, Uncle Xinan, Are you Uncle Xinan's apprentice?"

Ying Long stopped stiffly, withdrew his sword, and asked:

"Who are you and how do you know?"

The general stopped laughing, he wanted to talk several times, and finally asked, "Are they okay?"

Ying Long said with a smile: "Master is very good, he is fighting chess with Master Wang Zhulu on the small island of the sea of the sea, learning swordsmanship, and he is very happy!"

The general buried his head, and with a hint of gloom on his face, he said, "Is that so? What about the others?

Ying Long: "Others?"

General: "Father, mother, and brother, is it okay to dye him with ink?"

Ying Long glanced at the general carefully, and there was indeed a shadow of Yanyun Dao seniors and smoke and ink between his eyebrows, and he couldn't help asking:

"Who are you?"

The general lowered his head, and a few tears flowed out: "I'm just a homeless prodigal son!"