Chapter Seventy-Eight: Obscene Poetry Leads to a Great Disaster

Whoa!

The water ripples, splashing boundless clear waves.

Luoshui, which seems to be peaceful, is full of turbulent undercurrents surging in the river at every moment, containing boundless murderous intentions.

However, all the turbulent river water was isolated after coming to the water house where Concubine Luo Shen Mi was in the water.

The elegant water house, at the bottom of the turbulent river, is like an oasis in the depths of the sea.

Zizizizi!

In the hall of Shuifu, Concubine Luo Shen Mi made a pot of tea with her own hands, picked up the teapot with her bare hands, and poured a cup of tea for the man opposite.

"You can see it clearly." Concubine Mi's expression was a little admiring, "I was really right by you." ”

"Yang Jian and his wife are really not happy at all!"

In the past two hundred years, Ming Xiaoyang seems to have not changed at all, and he is still so frivolous and lazy.

In the extremely sharp eyes, there is a hint of laziness.

fell into the eyes of Concubine Mi, and felt that the man sitting opposite him was at least ten times more terrifying than when he first met.

If the original he was a supreme divine sword that shone brightly after being unsheathed, then now he is a heirloom weapon hidden deep in the scabbard and eager to try.

The pinnacle of the Golden Immortal, or has begun to comprehend the Taiyi Golden Immortal!

"That's to be expected." Ming Xiaoyang said triumphantly, "A pampered, brutal and willful little princess may be a good person, but she will never be a qualified wife." ”

"To be honest, Yang Jian has endured it until now, and he hasn't given Ao Cunxin a break, I'm already surprised!"

After speaking, Ming Xiaoyang showed a look of admiration.

"What do you mean by that?" Concubine Mi only knew that Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin's married life was not happy, but she didn't know that all this was because of Ao Cunxin, "You mean, Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin have conflicts, all because of the three princesses of the West Sea?" ”

"Or else?" Ming Xiaoyang rolled her eyes at Concubine Mi, unexpectedly why did she suddenly become stupid, "Is it difficult, or is it because of Yang Jian?" ”

"Yes...... But," Concubine Mi looked stunned and said intermittently, "Yang Jian and Cun Xin, there is so much difference in the mana between the two of them, how can Cun Xin find trouble with Yang Jian?" ”

"Why not?" Concubine Mi's thoughts are also the thoughts of most of the immortals who know all this.

Without him, subconsciously, sympathize with the weak for the first time.

Compared with the Erlang God who blessed the side and made the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Heavenly Court helpless, the third princess of the West Sea was a weak person no matter how she looked at it.

All the immortals thought that they were unhappy because of Yang Jian.

No one would have imagined that in this marriage, the one who was really tormented was the god Erlang who was gushing!

Ming Xiaoyang drank all the tea poured by Concubine Mi, "Concubine Mi's little fool, I will remind you of one thing today, never sympathize with the weak at the first time, the poor must have something to hate." ”

"Don't stand on top of the world and give others unnecessary sympathy."

said a conclusive truth, but under his hand, one of Ming Xiaoyang's hands had already penetrated Concubine Mi's snow-white clothes and pinched a round clotted fat.

"You!" Feeling Ming Xiaoyang's lightness towards her, Concubine Mi's cheeks blushed, and she slapped Ming Xiaoyang's palm away.

"What are you doing here?"

"Nothing." Ming Xiaoyang said casually, "It's just to fulfill our agreement." ”

As he spoke, a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Shouldn't you forget the bet you and I made when Yang Jian got married?" ”

Swish!

When Concubine Mi heard this, her snow-white cheeks were covered with red glow, and she felt that she was about to lose her face.

At that time, the bet was a joke, but he took it seriously.

Anyway, I've been eaten so many times, and being eaten a few more times is nothing.

Thinking like this, Concubine Mi's beautiful eyes lowered and secretly looked at Ming Xiaoyang, showing the coquettishness from her heart.

Ming Xiaoyang hugged Concubine Mi into his arms and walked towards the depths of the Water Mansion.

Not long after, in this incomparably cold and lonely water mansion, there were incomparably fiery scenes again.

………………

Heaven and earth change, do not allow Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Ming Xiaoyang was canonized by the heavenly court and continued his leisurely life in the past, either hiding in Mount Tai Xiaoyao Palace to cultivate, or going to various places to visit some familiar immortals.

Occasionally, he also went to the mouth of the Guan River to visit Erlang God, and at the top of Huashan Mountain, he visited the three virgins Yang Chan.

The days of the day are not ordinary freedom.

Beautiful scenery, good wine, delicious food, and even beautiful women, turning over and over, this kind of life will never be boring.

Compared with him, the life of the Erlang God at the mouth of the river can only be described in four words.

Ao Cunxin's jealousy and brutality have not been consumed in firewood, rice, oil and salt, but on the contrary, with the passage of time, it has increased every day.

Even if it is Yang Jian's mentor who has not seen him for many years, Yuding Zhenren, when he arrives at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, he can't even stay for one night and then leave.

As for Yang Chan and others, they can't see Yang Jian's face during the New Year's holidays.

The third princess of the West Sea seems to want to drive all the people who are close to Yang Jian out of Yang Jian's life, so that Yang Jian is the only one left in his heart.

Become a wretched creature who can only survive on her!

Hundreds of years, hundreds of years of quarrels, spread throughout the Three Realms, and the immortals saw the jokes, but also became more and more sympathetic to the three princesses of the West Sea.

Yang Jian is an arrogant character, and Ao Cunxin is not a person who likes to run around, for this unhappy marriage, the immortals can only rely on guessing.

Most of the demi-immortals decided that Yang Jian bullied his wife, which made Ao Cunxin's life extremely painful. Because this is someone's family matter, it's not easy to take care of it!

………………

Bang!

Yin Shang, the thirtieth king - Emperor Xinzi Shoude reigned.

The four seas are peaceful, a prosperous era, the prime minister Shang Rong played, and suggested that the king go to the Nuwa Temple to incense the Lady of the Terran Nuwa Niangniang.

Di Xin recognized, and the next day, under the escort of Huang Feihu, Fang Xiangfang Bi, Chaotian Chaolei brothers and others, he went to Nuwa Temple to worship.

The breeze blew, rolling the light veil in front of the statue of Nuwa Niangniang, revealing the peerless appearance of Nuwa Niangniang.

Under the catastrophe, the catastrophe rose, and the king was confused for a while, and actually inscribed an obscene poem in the Nuwa Temple:

The scene of Fengluanbao's tent is very, full of mud and gold makeup, the distant mountains are flying green, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow.

The pear blossom brings the rain to compete for beauty, and the peony cage is smoky and charming, but it has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle.

As soon as the obscene poem came out, it alarmed Nuwa Niangniang, and the Holy Mother of the human race was blasphemed by this, and was furious, touching the way of heaven.

Subsequently, a loud bang spread throughout the Three Realms, causing countless great supernatural beings in the Three Realms to feel it.

Has it finally arrived?

The long-awaited catastrophe has begun!

The Origin Heavenly Venerable and the Tongtian Sect Master gathered all the disciples under the sect and ordered them to stand by, ready to go down the mountain at any time to complete this killing!