The Jiao clan is one of the oldest demon clans on the Xizhou continent, they call themselves the side branches of the true dragon, and there are many legends of the dragon in history.

When Zhu Hong was very young, his father always liked to tell him and his younger brother stories about the Jiao clan, which were nothing more than stories about how powerful the Jiao clan was and what the Jiao clan was the most powerful.

Whenever he heard this, Zhu Shan always pretended to listen very seriously, but in fact he would scoff at it in his heart. And Zhu Hong really listened to it, he longed for the powerful ancestors in the story, and he couldn't wait to fight with them!

Lao Jiao Wang asked him and Zhu Shan a question, "How can I become strong?" ”

Zhu Shan replied, "Cultivate diligently and forge your physique, so that you can be strong!" ”

The old Jiaowang smiled and did not speak, but looked at Zhu Hong, the young Jiao was stunned, and stammered, "I don't know... I think we're already strong, and... How strong could it be? ”

Zhu Shan sneered, "There are many strong people in this world, and my brother is really short-sighted." ”

Hearing his younger brother's ridicule, Zhu Hong blushed and was a little embarrassed.

The old Jiao King asked again, "Think about it again, how can you become strong?" ”

Zhu Shan puffed up his chest and replied with his head held high, "Father, become a real dragon!" In order to make everyone prostrate at our feet! ”

A real dragon?

Yes, it is every Jiao's dream to become a real dragon, which is the same as people who want to soar, demons who want to become demon fairies, and ghosts who want to become ghosts and gods.

But whether it is a human, a demon, a demon or a ghost, these soaring into gods, demons into immortals, and ghosts into gods are the same as fading into dragons, they are all stories that have been handed down. Today's most powerful Tianlingzi is still far from ascending, and he has become a true dragon? It's too far away.

He never wanted to be Jackie Chan, and he didn't have that talent. He thought very simply, he cultivated hard, and marrying a virtuous and kind mother Jiao had the ability to protect them, and that was enough.

Zhu Hong stammered, "Erchen thinks... hoeing the strong and helping the weak, protecting the clansmen, can also make you feel strong......" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhu Shan holding back a smile and winked at himself.

Lao Jiaowang touched Zhu Shan's head with a smile, patted it twice, and rewarded him with two big fish, Zhu Shan took it and ran out happily. Zhu Hong blushed when he saw this, and stood aside with a pout, about to cry.

"Hong'er, come here." Lao Jiao Dynasty beckoned, Zhu Hong walked over sullenly with his head against his head, only to hear him ask, "You don't want to become a dragon?" ”

When Zhu Hong heard this, his eyes were red, and he shook his head, "I think, Ke Erchen is stupid, he has a lot of brute strength, and he doesn't want to think about Jackie Chan's affairs if he is out of reach." ”

"Not to be a dragon, then what do you want to do?"

Zhu Hong replied, "Erchen wants to use his own strength to protect the clansmen like his father," he explained for fear that his father would think that he was peeping on the throne, "It doesn't have to be Jackie Chan to be strong, in the eyes of his son, helping the clansmen or the weak goblins around him is a sign of strength!" ”

He raised his voice again and said something that he had never dared to say in his heart, "Father, we are not dragons... Ever wondered... Maybe... Maybe we can't make it? ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw the imperceptible emotion in the eyes of the old Jiao King.

When his father died, he called Zhu Hong to his side, handed him the iron order, and said, "Remember, we are Jiao, not dragons. ”

The Jiao clan has always been very powerful, they are brave and good at fighting, and they are invincible in the demon clan. But because of an unattainable legend, they forgot that at the beginning, the Jiao clan did not know how to cultivate, and relied on a strong physique, tenacity and tenacious perseverance to be able to dominate among the demons, and to be able to stand in the East China Sea for tens of thousands of years.

Later, everyone heard that they could cultivate Jackie Chan, so they flocked to it. On the contrary, I forgot that the Demon Pill was not available in the Jiao clan from the beginning.

They can heal themselves in bloody battles, and their tenacious tendons can throw out the power to break through mountains and rocks, and they live alone, hiding on small islands in the sea, relying on self-reliance and fighting with nature.

This is Jiao.

True dragons are born gods, and even if they resemble dragons, they are only demons. If a demon wants to cultivate to become a god, how easy is it?

Zhu Tangtang pulled Da Jiao's mane and asked, "Father, is there anyone in our clan who is Jackie Chan?" ”

Zhu Hong's nose was a little itchy, and he sneezed, "I don't know, you haven't seen Lao Tzu's books." However, Jackie Chan's ideal is too far, let's set a small goal first, should we go to the gas refining period first? ”

“......”

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Shen Fei held the water moon and walked all the way to the west, but this place was inevitably too big, he felt that it had been an hour, but he hadn't reached the end yet.

He had always been vigilant, and he knew that this was an illusion.

This kind of magic is not powerful.

It mainly depends on the illusionist, the higher the cultivation, the more realistic the work, and the more difficult it is to find the formation eye.

To put it simply, according to Hongjun Daoren, the array is usually the person or thing he cares about the most.

The last time I was in the Heavenly Demon Tree, the illusion at that time was a matter of fear extracted from memory, Shen Fei had no memory, and the path of cultivation was smooth all the way, so he didn't get hit, but this time the illusion was probably different from the last time. The person behind this can easily trap him unconsciously, which shows the high level of his illusion.

Surrounded by the Qionglou Palace, he walked along the winding path full of bamboo shadows, and the palace lamps on both sides shone faintly, guiding him towards the illusion ahead. After a while, he saw a pavilion falling among the stars, and Shen Fei suddenly clenched the water and moon in his hand.

Tick –

The sound of water droplets submerging came, the mist gradually dispersed, and there was a hint of sweet apricot blossom fragrance, and the scene in front of him surprised Shen Fei's heart-

It is Xinghuayuan, his home.

Not far away, next to the familiar apricot blossom tree, a woman was sitting under the flowers with her back to her, and she stroked the piano with her bare hands.

The beautiful sound of the piano is accompanied by the aroma of cinnamon, and it spreads out quietly.

She tilted her head as if thinking about how to play, and suddenly heard someone coming, so she raised her head to look at Shen Fei and waved at him, the two crescent-like eyes on the goose egg's face were as gentle as water.

"Ah Fei?"

His chest rose and fell slightly, frowning, the water moon in his hand tightened, and the inexplicable familiarity of the girl made his heart thump.

"Who are you?"

The girl's demeanor is dignified and elegant, her black hair is like lacquer, her skin is like jade, and her pink silk sara skirt makes her extremely moving. Seeing that Shen Fei ignored him, he was a little worried, but he still stepped forward and gently held his hand and said, "Why did you come, come and teach me how to play the piano." ”

So without saying anything, he pulled him under the tree, and said while flipping through the score, "I've tried many times, but the fingering always doesn't play correctly, Ah Fei, you can teach me again." ”

Shen Fei immediately knew that the girl might be the eye of the formation, as long as she killed her, she would be able to get out.

Ignoring the inexplicable sense of familiarity, he lowered his eyes to look at the woman with soft hair beside him, Shui Yue buzzed in his hand, the surrounding frost began to freeze, and he was about to attack, but he heard the girl say, "I know it's not good to let you come before marriage, but I really want to know." ”

The cold ice and snow dissipated in an instant, and Shen Fei was stunned in place, married... Before marriage?

With this woman?

He had never met this person, so how could he marry him?

Absurd!

The woman whispered again, "You know that I usually like to dance with guns and swords, but it can be seen that Qinglang plays so well, so I want to learn it for you." But I'm too stupid to learn anything. ”

Green... Qinglang?

His patience was finally exhausted, and he asked sharply, "Who the hell are you!" ”

Obviously, his scolding frightened the girl, her body stiffened, and her pink skin was unnaturally red, "What's wrong with you?" I... I'm Ami. ”

Shen Fei was stunned, looking at her incredulously for a long time, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were a little sour, he took a breath lightly, and finally stretched out his hand to brush her soft skin.

Shen Fei had imagined Ami's appearance many times, she might have been a delicate and simple girl, with almond eyes, cherry lips, and a small nose tip standing in the middle of her shy cheeks.

But when he actually appeared in front of him, he was still surprised. Soft touch, smart expression, this... Is it his Ami? His eyes widened, trying to see her every expression.

Ami blushed a little and said, "Why are you weird today?" ”

Before she finished speaking, she was pulled into her wide embrace, Shen Fei hugged her tightly, and her voice trembled a little, "Don't move, Ami, don't move." ”

He closed his eyes, smelled the girl's body fragrance with apricot blossoms, tightened his arms, and his heart was gloomy, I am afraid that this illusion will not be able to get out.

How could he be willing to kill the girl in front of him?

Ami moved, looked up at him, and chuckled, "Teach me quickly, it's not good to be found out if someone comes here later." ”

She took Shen Fei's hand, the two sat on the futon, the girl held her head and opened the book and pointed to a place on it, "Look, how to play here?" ”

Shen Fei took the book, but his eyes fell on the Hao wrist, and he couldn't help but reach out and hold it, seeing that the person seemed to be frightened to take it back, he said, "Let me ...... Holding the ......" couldn't help blushing after speaking, and suddenly felt like a disciple, raised his eyes, and saw that the girl's cheeks were also crimson.

The wind in the courtyard stopped, and the two sat next to each other, only to hear Shen Fei say, "We... When to get married? ”

Hearing him ask, Ami's eyes were full of shame, and she stammered, "After... The day after tomorrow, what's wrong? Seeing that Shen Fei didn't speak, he suddenly said, "Ah Fei... Ah Fei shouldn't regret it? ”

Regret? How could it be.

He looked next to Ami's hairy head, looked down at her peach-like red face and said, "I see that you are very happy and like, regret the word "and?" ”

Ami was so ashamed that she threw herself into his arms and said sullenly, "Why are you talking like this today... I'm not used to it. ”

Shen Fei was amused and asked, "How am I usually?" ”

Ami said, "It's like a stuffy gourd, and you always don't care about me." ”

After a brief loss of consciousness, he clenched the girl's fingers and clasped them one by one, "No, never again." ”

Two days later, the two became married as promised, that day, she wore a bride's red robe embroidered with mandarin ducks, and was helped in by the bride with a hijab, and the two worshipped heaven and earth, Qinglang, Shuofeng, and Langyue were beside him to celebrate loudly.

Hongjun Daoist was also happy to drink a little more, and as soon as he got drunk, he began to talk nonsense, "My eldest apprentice! How did you get married! ”

Shen Fei had never been so happy, pushing open the door of the cave room, Ami sat on the edge of the bed, the candle flame fell on her hair, the hazy glimmer of light danced in her eyes, he leaned down gently, and gently dropped a kiss on the smooth forehead, and the inexplicable emptiness in the depths of his heart was finally filled at this moment.

Later, they had children, a boy and a girl. The girl's name is Shen Shu, and the boy's name is Shen Rong.

Shen Shu looks like Ami, with a goose egg face, and under her black and smooth hair, her two grape-like eyes are always shy. And Shen Rong is like himself, he seems stable and mature at a young age.

Whenever he practiced swords, Ami would take his two children to watch from the side, and he would also draw the best sword flowers with all his strength.

He looked at his relatives beside him affectionately, and the apricot blossoms spread out, as if they were the most beautiful picture scroll in the world.