The flute sound is melodious and tossing, the distant mountains are singing, and the song "Thousand Less One" drills into the ear, Nie Xiaofeng wakes up from her sleep in a trance, and inhales a rich aroma with one mouth, so beautiful that she can't even open her eyes.

Reluctantly, he finally opened a slit from the corner of his eye, and vaguely saw Luo Xuan standing on a tall plane tree-like begging grass not far away, and the head of the begging grass bent down to the endless verdant earth.

He was dressed in a white robe, standing on the faint and rippling grass, and was playing the cold and snow flute that had been lost for many years with his back to her.

She hurriedly stood up, but her bones were soft and her muscles were crisp, and she plopped and collapsed, and the huge petals trembled under her, just like a huge fragrant soft bed. Nie Xiaofeng found himself lying on a huge tulip with full bloom, the water-blue guan shirt spread out in the soft petals with gold stripes on a white background, and the surrounding sky was all over the ground, even the mountains and fields, all of which were strange tulips in full bloom.

The sound of her struggle alarmed Luo Xuan on the begging grass, and he stopped playing and turned around, and there was no expression on the white copper mask sprinkled by Yinguang. As soon as he saw her awake, he flew from the beggar grass and put his feet on the petals beneath her.

The whole tulip flower trembled up and down, Nie Xiaofeng's body shrank back, and Luo Xuan was already sitting down beside her, holding her in his arms with a twist of his arms.

The cold copper face was pressed against the warm lips, Nie Xiaofeng desperately pushed Luo Xuan, who was leaning over, in vain, tears suddenly slid down her cheeks, and she had to let out a series of innocent muffled screams with "woo, woo".

Luo Xuan got up and pushed the copper face to the bridge of his nose, covering his eyebrows, pinching Nie Xiaofeng's chin that was swaying left and right, bowing his head and kissing again, Nie Xiaofeng's arms were clamped, he couldn't scream, he couldn't move, his lips were grabbed alive, Luo Xuan's tongue wrapped in sandalwood slid into her mouth warmly, the thick bridge of his nose rubbed against her nose, and a big palm had touched her waist, and he untied the skirt of the orchid dress with ease.

Nie Xiaofeng's vision had long been blurred by tears, and a desperate muffled groan came out of her throat, Luo Xuan's lips and tongue slid all the way to lick her soft neck, half of the copper face was buried in her long scattered hair, and her big palm bowed into her underwear, covering a bunch of soft and dream-like nipples. The huge tulip petals like the bed curtain came together one after another, and the two of them were wrapped in snow-white buds with a "snap".

Caught in the boundless darkness, the layers of clothes were removed, and the stinging pain of being sucked and sucked came from time to time on the exposed chest, Nie Xiaofeng bit her lip with tears, endured it to death, and suddenly had an idea:

"Master, I don't want you to undo the spell for me, Xiaofeng doesn't want you to die!"

Luo Xuan, who was buried in her chest, stiffened in response, and sure enough, he stopped the invasion, and Nie Xiaofeng mustered up the courage to say:

"Xiaofeng knew that Master had suffered a lot for me, and Xiaofeng was also very sad in her heart. That relentless army has been kind to me in the world, and now he is entangled in Nuwa, if the master can exchange his life with Qiankun steel this time, Xiaofeng is willing to find another lover to break the blood curse, and from now on he will be by the master's side for a long time, and serve you for the rest of his life!"

Luo Xuan pulled his head from Nie Xiaofeng's chest, and the copper face slowly climbed up to her face along the curve of her chest and neck, and looked at her in confusion through the darkness.

Nie Xiaofeng's chest rose and fell again and again, her mouth was panting, she stared at the pair of elite and bright pupils in front of her, and said softly:

"I heard that after Xiaofeng is a god, he can make a promise to the master, no matter what kind of wish the master has, Xiaofeng will promise everything!"

Luo Xuan's body was shocked, he raised his waist and sat up, and the fragrant buds opened in layers around him, revealing the white clouds on a sunny day outside, Nie Xiaofeng hurriedly tightened his clothes and took a breath, but saw that Luo Xuan was hanging a pair of blue and white bronze and half-kneeling on the petals beside her, looking at her sideways, and the two veins folded out of the bronze seemed to be about to speak and stop, and seemed to be unwilling to be angry.

"Master。。。。。。 ”

Nie Xiaofeng sat up tremblingly, the fragrance full of buds and souls spread in all directions, she was already able to move freely, Luo Xuan looked at her through the copper face for a long time, and suddenly flew up and jumped on the tulip petals that stood tall behind her, cut her middle finger, and used blood to expand two huge red characters on the snow-white petal leaves:

"Wait for me. ”

Nie Xiaofeng looked at the blood words on the petals, turned around suspiciously, and said, "Master, you... Why don't you talk to me?"

Seeing that Luo Xuan hung his head and was silent, Nie Xiaofeng calmed down, and simply got up and took the initiative to walk towards him. Now that the day is in the middle of the day, the whole day and night have passed, and the fake of the Lu Army must have been born, and she must quickly trick Luo Xuan into going to Mamenjun in exchange for Nuwayang.

"Master, let's go! Now that your fiber service is full, you no longer need Qiankun Steel, let's take it out, and when you change it to Nuwayang, Xiaofeng will accompany you back to Ailao Mountain, and we will never come out, okay?"

She said to pull Luo Xuan's sleeve, wanting to check the Qiankun steel qi in his body, but saw Luo Xuan quickly pull his arm behind him, take two steps back, still holding his sleeves and hanging his head, without saying a word.

Nie Xiaofeng tilted his head, and was wondering to himself, when he suddenly saw a person rushing out of the high sky clouds behind him.

The person who came was like a white lightning bolt that pierced the sky, and killed Luo Xuan vertically in front of her, Luo Xuanling was alert, turned over and jumped behind Nie Xiaofeng to lift her back, and the two of them flew to a fresh fragrant calyx outside hundreds of huge flowers, and the tulip flower that had just stood was half split alive by this sword qi that slashed through the air, and the petal wall with blood characters was still high in the air, and was shaken violently by the sudden murderous aura of the divine sword, as if it was in a storm.

"Army!"

Nie Xiaofeng shouted in surprise, tears almost burst out of his eyes, and the two snow sleeves of the person who came were in an uproar, and he swooped towards them with a grim and gloomy face.

The majestic murderous aura around the army was so fierce at this moment that it had never been seen before, and Nie Xiaofeng's eyes were stunned, almost unrecognizable to him. The white-robed army saw Nie Xiaofeng's disheveled appearance, his entire sword-holding arm trembled violently, and his snow-white forehead and temples were full of blue and red veins.

"Evil obstacles!" True Venerable Luo Xuan shouted violently, and the Sword of the Immortal was instantly filled with the power of five thousand years of true immortals in the mountains and seas, and hundreds of refining lights burst out from the blade of the sword, which were densely spread across the sky, and the top of the cover slashed densely at the fake Luo Xuan on the ground, and the fake Xuan quickly pushed Nie Xiaofeng into a tulip bud a few zhang away, and spun around and jumped into the Tianguang Array to fight with the real Luo Xuan.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand rounds went down, sand and rocks flew on the ground, and the moon and stars were hidden in the sky, Luo Xuan suddenly found that in addition to the immortal cultivation heart technique of the Seven Realms of Mountains and Seas, a little bit of Heavenly Sealing Sword Qi and the divine essence power of the wild god Chi Yan, this fake man was unable to exert his power in the Buddha's painting of the Heavenly Formula, the power of the Blood Pool Prison and the steel qi of the Heavenly Qiankun.

Only then did he realize that this Nuwa Yang was originally a thing of the gods, and the things of the gods could not usurp the power of the Buddha, so the mana, mental cultivation and the Qiankun steel qi from outside the world that belonged to the Buddha could not be copied by Nuwa Yang as it was, so although this fake Luo Xuan had all kinds of memories of experiencing this, there was no real Buddha and Qiankun steel power in his body. This discovery made him quite gratified, and it seemed that the power of the forger was actually very limited, and it should not be difficult to kill him today.

"Brother Lujun, we can't kill him now, we still need his Qiankun steel!"

Fetal god Hua Ge saw that Luo Xuan, the "relentless army", was fierce, and couldn't help but shout in the air, she and Gu Mingjun chased here with Luo Xuan, the two of them had already helped Nie Xiaofeng left and right in the stamen, and the three of them stood together on the huge tulips to watch the battle for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Luo Xuan's carriage was not easy, although he had several great Buddha power and Qiankun steel, but under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, he could not play either. Above the blue and huge canopy, the white robes of the True Xuan and the Fake Xuan were worn back and forth in the clouds for a while, fighting endlessly.

Luo Xuan originally wanted to use the Buddha and the Imperial Realm to wrap the fakes and himself together, and then make a killer quick victory, but he immediately thought that he was now wearing the skin of the Golden Retriever Little Fairy Army, and it stands to reason that the Imperial Realm of the Gods and Buddhas itself is not something he can perform, and seeing that all kinds of situations on the field have fallen into a rebellious corner, this is not good, that is not possible, which makes Luo Xuan's heart feel so aggrieved that he is about to explode.

The fake Luo Xuan's eyes showed a calmness, that is, how depressed Luo Xuan was, how calm he was. Seeing Luo Xuan's moves all the way was unhurried, that is, he was sure that even though he was a Buddha and had the Great Compassion Heavenly Wheel, he couldn't do anything right now.

The true immortal force fighting the true immortal power is a protracted battle, one uses all the tricks and plays wantonly, the other is restrained, and he is aggrieved everywhere. True, fake Luo Xuan is hard and no one can please anyone, that fake is cunning, no matter what trick Luo Xuan uses, he will imitate it as it is, see one and two, so that he can't catch the slightest flaw; no matter how hard Luo Xuan tries to lead him to the high heavens and Nie Xiaofeng's field of vision, he will not be slow or fooled.

Luo Xuan only felt that the qi and blood all over his body were surging towards his head, and his temples were buzzing with anger, and he was about to explode.

"The situation is not good, Brother Lu Jun can't take Luo Xuan alone!" Hua Ge jumped on the tallest tulip calyx and looked at the sky carefully.

"I'm afraid there is something strange about this matter, Luo Xuan is full of steel, he should have gotten out and left a long time ago, but why has he been entangled with the army for so long?" Gu Mingjun squinted at the sky, shook his head and groaned.

Nie Xiaofeng was reminded by the two of them, and his mind was excited, and he jumped into the sky with his sleeves in the wind, and shouted at the two people who appeared and disappeared from time to time among the clouds:

"Master, please give us the Qiankun Steel! When the army takes back Nuwa, Xiaofeng will definitely do what he says and keep his promise with you!"

When Luo Xuan heard this, he recalled the word "wait for me" on the tulip flower, and immediately understood the ins and outs, and immediately clasped the shoulder blades of the fake man with one palm, lowered his voice, and sneered:

"What a fake! No one can speak, but he wants to steal jade and incense!"

A dark light flashed across the fake white copper mask, and he struggled to break away from Luo Xuan, and the two bends looked at Luo Xuan through a thin white copper.

"Extinguish!" Taking advantage of the thick clouds behind him blocking Nie Xiaofeng's eyes, Luo Xuan spun around and burst out, slashing through with a palm of the Qiankun Knife.

The fake man poked out an object from his sleeve to block it in front of him, and the person had turned to the side, Luo Xuan's eyes saw a familiar blue light piercing the sky, and the long memories of the world were suddenly poured into his mind - the apprentice Nie Xiaofeng sat in the stream, and his daughter Mei Jiangxue played solo under the moon, and he was angry at the moment, and his arm was deflected.

The cold and snow-pulling soul flute born by Nuwa Yang instantly turned into invisible smoke in the steel qi of Qiankun, Nie Xiaofeng pierced out of the thick clouds, hurried to Luo Xuan's side, and said to the fake Luo Xuan in front of him:

"Master, I beg you, you will fulfill Xiaofeng this time!"

The fake Luo Xuan was floating in the sky, the white copper mask was more than white under the reflection of the moonlight, Luo Xuan was holding a sword and wanted to catch up, Nie Xiaofeng hurriedly grabbed him:

"Don't, let me talk to him!"

Fake Xuan looked at the two of them, his sleeves were slammed back, and the white robe and white face instantly escaped into a true immortal crossing that suddenly opened between the clouds behind him.

Luo Xuan's eyes were shocked, and he stepped forward and stabbed the true immortal crossing fiercely, only to hear the sound of "poof", the true immortal crossing dissipated in an uproar, and the blood-soaked Shengying sword was faintly lifted in the air, and the red on the sword fluttered, falling into the snow-white clouds.

Nie Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief in the sky, and suddenly snatched the Immortal Sword from Luo Xuan's hand, and said angrily:

"Tell you to rest in the palace, why don't you listen to half a word, and another person comes to Mamenjun's lair?! Now it's okay! I was going to get the Qiankun Steel, but I lost it for you in the blink of an eye! What should I do with Nuwa now, how can I get rid of the eunuchs?"

Luo Xuan wanted to argue a few words, but when he saw that she was really angry, he didn't want to speak again at the moment. Hua Ge and Gu Mingjun both ascended into the sky, only to hear Nie Xiaofeng say angrily to the three of them in the clouds:

"Luo Xuan finally showed up once, and the next time I don't know if Ma Yue will be able to lure him out again in the Year of the Monkey! It's just why did he come to Mamen-kun? Could it be that he had already planned to cooperate with Mamen-jun and exchange Qiankun steel for other deals?"

Gu Mingjun, the god of hunger, nodded and replied: "It is very likely that Luo Xuan has always shown people with a bronze face, and the biggest mind in his heart is his physical appearance destroyed by the Blood Pool Prison, and it is possible for him to use Qiankun Steel to exchange for the power of the delusional demon from Mamenjun, just because the delusion demon is the heavenly demon who understands the weakness of the Buddha the most in the Nine Realms of the Heavens, and by joining forces with the delusional demon, he can get rid of the Buddha punishment of the Nineteen Prisons of the Underworld." ”

"Delusional Demon?" Nie Xiaofeng repeated, looking up at Luo Xuan: "That's what you said, the most powerful Heavenly Demon in the Nine Heavenly Demons?"

Luo Xuan nodded: "Don't worry, that delusional demon has long been imprisoned by Buddha Cao in the lower plains of the underworld, and he will not come out to harm people." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Gu Mingjun and Hua Ge's faces both changed.

"What's wrong?" Luo Xuan instinctively alerted, Hua Ge bit his lip and tugged on Gu Mingjun's sleeve, Gu Mingjun's expression was puzzled, and then he said:

"The delusional demon was indeed imprisoned in the lower plains of the underworld, but... The day before yesterday, when we borrowed the alien order to open the cross-border yuan gate of the Ding Boiling Capital, we inadvertently opened a crack to the demon world for the delusional demons in the hinterland forest. Ran. ”

Nie Xiaofeng was taken aback: "The delusional demon ran away, how is this possible?!"

Hua Ge didn't speak for a long time, and finally jumped forward at this moment and shouted loudly:

"This is true! As soon as you found out that Brother Lu Jun was not in the Yinshang Palace this morning, you chased him to the Molar Rift alone, and we didn't have time to tell you! Holmium Zun Da Cao informed us through the illusory transmission in the morning, because the delusion demon and the entire demon world have an interdependent spiritual connection, so when we opened the alien channel of the demon world, it was equivalent to opening a gap for the demon spirit of the delusional demon, and he ran directly back to Dingboiling from the hinterland forest abyss, and was picked up by the Heavenly Demon Mamenjun. ”

Nie Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and hurriedly grabbed Luo Xuan's arm tightly and said to the two: "Okay, okay! No one thought of the delusional demon, and we didn't mean it, let's find a way in the future! But what about the problem of the army now? Without Qiankun Steel, how can we change Nuwa Soil? Or do we rush directly into the Molar Valley to find out and destroy it?"

Luo Xuan immediately remembered the huge true furnace in the mountain prison and the strange purple smoke that came out of it, and then heard Gu Mingjun mention that the place where the delusional demon was imprisoned by Buddha Cao was the hinterland of the underworld forest abyss, and immediately understood that he had seen the delusion demon a thousand years ago, that is, the two purple giant pupils trapped in the hinterland of the Douyang Cave.

Nie Xiaofeng couldn't wait for a minute, turned around with his sword and rushed towards the molars on the ground, Luo Xuan thought that there were still many demon workers and demon servants in the mountain prison who had witnessed him use the power of the outside world to split the true furnace of delusion and salt Mamenjun, so he hurriedly swooped down, and stopped her for a long time and said:

"Don't panic, Nuwa Yang has been ruined by me, and the fake has no time to be born. ”

"What?" Nie Xiaofeng was taken aback, and when he saw Luo Xuan's serious face, he immediately turned to great joy: "Are you sure?"

Luo Xuan smiled and said, "That's natural, the South China Sea Great Pity True Cultivation that Mr. Long Jiu instilled in me is more than enough to deal with a Heavenly Demon Mamen Monarch!"

Nie Xiaofeng was surprised at first, and immediately jumped happily in the high sky, and grabbed Luo Xuan's long sleeves:

"Then you insisted on stopping Luo Xuan just now! You're all right, who still cares about his Qiankun steel? It's all because you didn't tell me earlier, I made a promise to him in vain, and I don't know what will happen in the future!"

"What?" Luo Xuan asked nervously as he stared at her face.

Nie Xiaofeng crooked his mouth and said casually: "It's nothing... It's not a great promise, I have no intentions. ”

Luo Xuan looked at her face with a careless expression, and his expression suddenly became a hint of a surprise, he straightened out the placket that was kneaded in the huge calyx for her, and his big palm fell gently, holding his little hand:

"In the future, don't make promises to others. ”

Nie Xiaofeng cocked his chin to look at him, and chuckled: "What did I promise? I don't take it seriously myself, how can I count?"

Luo Xuan slowly raised her right hand, and her gaze slid between her jade-like delicate fingers: "That's not sure, if you promise me to someone else one day, I will come back to settle accounts with you." ”

Nie Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, looked at Lu Jun's face in a daze, and suddenly reached out to touch his cheek.

The moonlight was bright, reflecting her smart eyes as clearly as washing, Luo Xuan's eyebrows frowned, his neck stalked, and he turned to the side, Nie Xiaofeng held his face with both hands, and said softly:

"No, Noshan, Haino, No, you are mine. ”