The clouds on the horizon seemed to be quickly pulled and closed by a pair of giant hands, and the hustle and bustle of people coming and going in the Qingdi Temple gradually faded, and the small loach in the palm of his hand slept very deeply, showing his belly.

Fu Cang covered her with his coat to cover the scorching sun, and suddenly heard a noisy human voice from far to near, and one person hurriedly kept repeating: "It's true! Just now we really noticed that there is something unclean under that divine peach tree! The ground is frosted! There is also a strange wind! Evil Teacher, please be careful!"

As he spoke, he saw a large group of mortals coming to Hulala, surrounded by a man in a red robe and a slender black gauze crown on his head. Seeing that the hoarfrost under the peach tree had melted, the four guards had no choice but to point to the peach leaves all over the ground and say repeatedly: "National teacher, please look! The peach leaves have withered for no reason! There is really a vision!"

Fu Cang leaned on the peach tree and quietly looked at this "national teacher", what kind of national teacher is this, it is clearly a demon, at a glance I saw the gods sitting under the peach tree, the national teacher's face was green, and he found an excuse to drive everyone else away, so he carefully bowed and said, "I don't know...... The gods are coming to the lower realm, this ...... What's ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the long-legged little loach in Fu Cang's palm again, his face turned white again, and he said in shock: "This ...... Could it be the Candle Yin Dragon God?!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold pure jun had already reached his throat, and the national teacher froze, and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't harm anyone! I am a mandrill who lives in Taihang Mountain! I just covet the glory of the mortal world, and I came to be a national teacher! God spares my life!"

His voice begging for mercy was too loud, and the loach in his palm "squeaked" very unkindly, turned over, and made a loud noise in his stomach - this dragon princess is not very useful, but there is a lot of trouble, and she is injured and hungry so quickly.

Fu Cang said lightly: "Send some food." ”

The national teacher nodded again and again: "Yes! Yes!"

He glared hard at the Pure Jun Sword against his neck, the Heavenly Sword made him sweat like pulp, soft as cotton, but it preferred to mean that it had not yet left his throat.

Fu Cang looked at him for a while, and then said, "If you say half a word about the things here." ”

He didn't say the rest of the words, and the national teacher hurriedly responded: "I'...... I didn't see anything!

He bowed all the way backwards, knocking over the rockery by the pond but didn't bother to help. These sounds alarmed the little loach in her palm again, and she moved dissatisfiedly, and suddenly got into Fu Cang's neckline, curled up in front of his chest coldly, opened her mouth, and yawned again, and then stuffed her head into the neckline to block out the noise.

Fu Cang subconsciously pressed the coldness on his chest, a rare trace of embarrassment passed on his face, opened his collar, and looked down at the loach entrenched in his arms a little helplessly, although she was asleep, she was not honest, her head kept moving, close to the skin, cold and itchy.

Fu Cang tried to pull the loach out of her chest, but she writhed in dissatisfaction, her head hanging on her neckline, and drooping weakly.

He was even more helpless, and wanted to forcibly take her out, but he was afraid of touching the wound, so he was stunned for a long time, and finally had to give up.

It became silent again, only the low snoring of the loach in her arms echoed, the emerald green peach leaves fell like rain, and one fell on her little head, Fu Cang pinched it down for her with her fingertips, and didn't hold back for a while, and touched her two small dragon horns.

It feels really good in the hand.

The national teacher soon returned, and filled three tables full of delicacies with his sleeves, and respectfully placed them under the peach tree, while saying: "Enlighten the gods, these foods have been carefully selected by the small ones, and they are absolutely clean, I hope they can meet the taste of the gods." The little one didn't see anything, so he quit and asked God to take care of himself. ”

Fu Cang got up and looked at those delicacies, most of the food in the mortal world was rough, and it was not easy for this national teacher to bring these. He picked for a while, but there were few to eat, so he had to choose a refreshment with a better color and put it next to the loach's mouth.

Her nose wrinkled, she suddenly opened her mouth, and swallowed the refreshments in one gulp.

Looking at her small body, a snack is almost enough, their whereabouts are exposed, and it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Fu Cang pressed his chest and was about to leave, but the loach squeaked again, very dissatisfied.

Fu Cang had no choice but to grab a handful of snacks, and watched her stuff them all in her mouth, supporting her body round, before she retracted her neckline contentedly and hid inside to burp.

He now almost felt like she hadn't fallen asleep at all, and when he opened her neckline, her little eyes were still tightly closed, and she found a comfortable position to sleep and drool.

It must not be easy for Emperor Zhongshan to raise her so big.

Fucang dived into the soil, fled thousands of miles in one go, and galloped in the direction of Nantianmen in a zigzag manner. If the catfish demon can't find them, it will definitely linger and wait near the Nantian Gate, but in any case, one point closer to the Nantian Gate, the hope of getting out is also one point.

Suddenly, I saw a lot of shadows in front of me, and there seemed to be a large area of dark buildings, I was afraid that it was the underground palace of the ancient demon clan, and if I passed through it, I would inevitably be interrogated. Fucang didn't want to cause trouble, so he immediately jumped on the ground, but when he saw the bright moon shining in the sky, the branches and rocks were chaotic, and he didn't know where it was in the wilderness.

It's late at night in the mortal world, and if the ancient court goes well, rescue should arrive at this moment.

Fu Cang didn't dare to be careless, held Chunjun in his hand, and walked forward zigzags against the wind, bypassing a lonely cliff, but he heard someone on the top of the cliff "Huh", the voice was gentle and sweet, and even a little familiar.

He looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw that a delicate bamboo pavilion had been built on the lonely cliff, and the Shaoyi Shenjun, who was supposed to be happy in the East China Sea, was holding a blue jade wine glass in his left hand and a beautiful banshee in his right hand, leaning in the pavilion, with a smile, three points of surprise, and looked at him in amazement.

"Senior Brother Fucang?" Shao Yi exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here?"

When the beautiful banshee beside him heard the word "Fucang", she jumped up, clutched her chest and exclaimed: "Oh my God!

Fucang couldn't help but be silent, turned his head to look at Shaoyi, he spread his hands a little helplessly, and chuckled: "Yes, he is the Fucang Shenjun." Ningying, you should be calm, don't be too excited. Senior Brother Fucang, please come over and talk about it. ”

Fu Cang's eyebrows raised lightly, thought for a moment, and said, "...... Then it will disturb Senior Brother Shaoyi. ”

He jumped lightly and fell into the bamboo pavilion, and the banshee beside Shaoyi screamed again, her face was flushed, and she covered her face and just stared at him.

Shaoyi smiled and shoved the wine jug into her hand, and said leisurely: "Ning Ying, why don't you pour wine?"

Fu Cang covered the blue jade cup and said lightly: "I'm not good at drinking, and I don't work for the princess." ”

Shaoyi Zhiyi smiled lightly: "I can't see that Senior Brother Fucang's eyesight is so sharp." Ning Ying, look at it, he has already seen that you are the princess of one of the eighteen ancient clans, are you happy now?"

The banshee, who was called Ning Ying, was blushing, stepped forward and bowed down, and said in a greasy voice: "Fucang Shenjun, I am the fourth daughter of the Jade Rat King, and my name is Ning Ying." I have long heard that the god monarch is handsome and elegant, and Fang Lan is actually physical, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation. ”