The wind fish threw the silver pot into the sky, and a very thin column of water was shiny and shiny, and shot away towards the god. Although the water column was inconspicuous, it contained the breath of Xuan Ice, and it was unusually cold. God will be angry, but he will resist very calmly. As soon as the cold air hit, the pressure suddenly increased. But I saw a trace of silver thread stretched straight, and slowly moved forward in the cold wind. The god will keep waving his hand and shoot out clouds of essence light, but it can only slow down the speed of the silver thread's advance, and cannot knock it to the ground.

Xueqin suddenly roared, and her clothes faded away, turning into a blood-winged fish, but she still had that beautiful face, but her eyes became ice blue. The fish was originally a different species in the East China Sea, with blue and white wings, and could swim in the sea and roar in the sky. I don't know how such a blood-colored four-winged one came out.

Yingyu Xueqin flapped its wings, and there was a moo sound in its mouth. Suddenly there was snow in the sky, and it was freezing for a while. The onlookers were shallow in skill, and they were already shivering from the cold.

The silver line of the wind fish was helped by Xueqin, and it suddenly advanced a little faster. The god frowned, and with a sudden push, he pushed the Gangfeng silver line back a few feet. But seeing him rise from the ground, rush into the air dozens of feet high, and turn into a fireball. As when he came, he smashed down on everyone with the sound of wind and thunder.

The women retreated several feet, but the formation was still not chaotic, and the wind swept up again, facing the gods. Yingyu Xueqin rushed into the sky, and the chill was a little heavier.

God stabbed his spear downward, with a top-down momentum, and the tip of the spear was almost close to breaking through the encirclement and falling into the middle of the formation. The eighteen-day women all shouted in unison, and tried their best to mobilize and fight against the gods.

Fengyu saw that the momentum of the god was like a rainbow, and after a little hesitation, the silver pot burst open, and a large piece of crystal clear cold beads burst open, swishing towards the god general.

The god will laugh loudly: "The pearl of rice grains also shines!" took out a pennant with gold silk embroidery in one hand and shouted: "Collect!"

The pennant has a name, called the Sansheng Qibao Banner, which is well refined and can collect rain, snow and frost. Those cold beads were immediately taken in. The god will wave his backhand and shout, "Go!"

Those hundreds of cold beads suddenly shot towards the Eighteen Heavenly Maiden. Although some were swept away by the wind, a few were shot at the women. The eighteen-day female formation suddenly had a flaw.

The god will force his strength, and the wind of the Heavenly Maiden Array will suddenly converge a lot. Fengyu was in a hurry, and shouted at Wangzhu, "What are you still doing in a daze! Do you think he will let you go?"

Wangzhu looked at Lian Chung and Jiang Jing, shrugged and said, "I don't recognize people, you are willing and I don't." His palms swelled, waving his big mudra and attacking the gods.

Jiang Jing and Lian Chung looked at each other, smiled freely, and each took out his sword and joined the battle group. As soon as these three new forces joined, the gods were immediately a little constrained. Especially Jiang Jing's Zhuxian Sword, the black edge shines, and it is used to breaking the body protection qi of the heavenly gods and demon immortals. The god made an inadvertent mistake, and the golden pocket was cut off by the Zhuxian Sword, and a few of his hairs were cut down.

The god was furious, and his expression became a little hideous. He yelled and said, "Zuo Dao Xiao'er, do you really think that this god will not be able to help you?"

Lian Chung and the others were silent, but they did their best to attack with all their might. The cry of Yingyu Xueqin in the sky was already a little hoarse, and the cold air was also slightly broken. The wind fish also pulled out a pair of short halberds and rushed in with a roar.

The god will suddenly bend over, leap out of the circle, and half-kneel on the ground. I didn't see how he cast the spell, and the ground suddenly rose and fell, like an earth dragon turning over. Without waiting for everyone to stabilize their figures, more than a dozen fire dragons erupted from below, rolling towards everyone with the sound of wind and thunder.

The fire dragon was ferocious, and immediately a woman was hit and fell to the ground injured. The eighteen-day women's formation fell apart. The fiery dragon seemed to have a sense of intelligence, and only chased the uninjured up and down. After struggling for a long time, the god put his hands together, and more than a dozen fire dragons suddenly rushed to his body. But I saw that he was shining with golden light, and the flames were rising, and his figure was both tall and handsome. Lian Chung, Jiang Jing and others, who were closer, were so hot that their mouths were dry, and they resisted one after another. The god will speak, "One last time, where is the artifact!"

Feng Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "In your mother's mouth!" suddenly provoked a coquettish laugh.

The gods will raise their heads to the sky and roar, and the golden light of the flame will become substantial.

At the last moment, the snow-capped mountains in the distance suddenly erupted violently, and a cold wave shot out towards the gods. The god will turn around in stride, and fight the golden fire against the cold wave. The rumbling sound of the confrontation between the two engines was deafening and resounded in the sky.

Everyone here saw that it was cheap, and they all attacked the gods. For a while, all kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, blue light, blood light, green light, purple light, all of them were killing him.

However, the god will protect the golden light body, and those weapons and spells have not yet killed him, and they crackled and fell to the ground. Seeing that the opportunity was rare but could not kill or injure the enemy, everyone couldn't help but be anxious.

Lian Chung suddenly remembered that the white jade bell could release white light and cut gold and jade. This time is not for him to think carefully. Picked up the white jade bell with one hand and threw it towards the gods.

The jade bell was indeed unimpeded, and flew in with a whizz, smashing on the god general's body, but the white light did not appear. It's just that the power of Lian Song's envoy is quite large, and he still staggered the god general, and the golden light flame has become a little sluggish. That's not all, the god will see the jade bell, and he was stunned, almost a little stunned. If it weren't for the palm of his hand still subconsciously exerting force, he would have been completely repelled by the cold wave. Even so, Han Wave still felt a crack in his Dao heart, and violently exerted his strength, slamming the divine general out of the way. Everyone suddenly felt the cold wind biting. The burning sensation was gone.

The god was in mid-air, spitting out a mouthful of golden blood, but still did not forget to grab his hand and take the jade bell. Before the cold wave struck again, the god waved the golden spear, turned into a golden light and rushed towards the stars and moon, and quickly disappeared.

And all the people rejoiced, and they all rejoiced. Only the wind fish has a solemn face. instructed Xueqin and others to treat the wounded, and left in a hurry, without even saying hello to Lian Chung and the others.

Wang Zhu said angrily: "This woman is not a good person! I waited hard to help her fight the enemy, why did she leave without saying a word!"

Lian Chung laughed and said, "At first, I thought that Brother Ciren was a gentleman. The more I get along with you, the more I feel that you are similar to His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Jiang Jing kicked him with a smile: "One sentence smashes two people, you kid is not a good person!"

Wangzhu nodded yes again and again. The lower body of the snake slave on the side showed a snake tail, unable to return to human form, and was coiled to breathe. Xing'er was not too seriously injured, but she was a little out of strength and squatted on the side to breathe. Hearing this, he reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother Tsering, don't be angry. The cold wave seems to have been sent by Sister Fengyu's master. She must have been worried about Master, so she went to see her. ”

Wangzhu glared and said, "Then you shouldn't just leave! can't you say hello?"

Jiang Jing stopped him with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, don't be angry with the little girl." If we hadn't been here today, we wouldn't have had a chance to fight a god. It's fun, it's fun!"

Wang Zhu snorted and scolded with a smile: "You are a fast person and a fast dick, I haven't enjoyed it yet." He turned his head to look at Apricot and the snake slave, pouted, and said, "Forget it, let's go home." ”

Xing'er hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and said coquettishly, "Brother Tsering, don't go." You stay, let Apricot serve you well. ”

Wang Zhu gently grabbed her little hand away and smiled: "Don't! When the time comes, you won't be able to bear it, and it will make it even more uncomfortable for people to go up and down!"

Over there, Xueqin, Mo Nong, Qinghong and others gradually surrounded them. Hearing this, the girl who had served Jiang Jing with Mo Nong before grinned and said, "We will all practice Joy Meditation! If we are happy with men, we can get better faster." ”

The women immediately chattered and asked the three of them to "heal" their wounds. In fact, there were many men present. It's just that the right people can fight the god generals, and the women can see it clearly, that is, these three people can fight with one of them, and the rest are insignificant. To heal wounds, it is natural to find someone with high skills. Lian Chung saw that something was wrong, so he hurriedly grabbed Jiang Jing and Wangzhu, and told the two of them some tricks of the topaz method. Sharpening the gun in such a situation, after all, it is not fast and bright. The two of them listened to it and understood it, and they wanted to teach each other after Lian Chung went back.

Soon, the three of them were each grabbed by the previous girl and went to the room to heal their wounds. After the first battle, his heart was also full of anger, and when the second daughter was sent to the door, he was no longer polite. If it weren't for Qinghong and Xueqin, who had been fighting for a long time, they would have lost their armor and collapsed. Fortunately, Lian Chung has been practicing the topaz Taoism for a long time, and the two daughters have both practiced Huanxi Zen. After a big battle, the three of them were in good spirits. The second daughter knew the trick and was reluctant to let him go. After some obsession, I knew that a girl came to invite her, saying that Jiang Jing Wangzhu had been with him for a long time, so she got up with a smile and dressed him.

Jiang Jing and Wangzhu worked hard to heal, and both of them were tired. But the women who surrounded them, sure enough, were smiling and smiling, and they were much more lively than before the "healing". When the two saw Lian Chung, they acted like a nobody, and viciously mocked him. Jiang Jing rolled his eyes and smiled at the girls around him: "Don't let this kid go! He will cultivate yin and yang, and it is most suitable to find him to heal!"

He thought that this trick could lead to trouble, but he didn't think that the woman here would abide by the most rule, that is, not to change benefactors at will. As soon as he said this, Mo Nong looked at him with tears in his eyes and said, "Lang Jun dislikes that the three of us sisters are not attentive enough?" The two girls on the side also held his arm, and they didn't follow him for a while, which surprised him, but only smiled bitterly.

Lian Chung and Wangzhu smiled heartily when they saw that he had suffered from his own hardship. Wangzhu got up and said, "It's not too early." If I don't go back, I'm fine, but these two brothers are going to eat the chops. Sisters and sisters, let them go!"

When the women heard this, they laughed and stood up one after another, packed up their things with the three of them, and sorted out their clothes. Xueqin saw that there was a little lipstick left on Lian Song's face, and leaned into his arms with a smile, stretched out her tongue, and licked it for him.

The three of them said goodbye to the reluctant daughters and rode away. After walking for several miles, Wang Zhu smiled and said to the two: "You Central Plains men are careful and thoughtful, and you are really more liked by those women than the men here." ”

Jiang Jing smiled and said, "That's natural! Otherwise, why do you have such refined words as Pan Donkey Deng Xiaoxian?"

Wangzhu snorted disdainfully, turned his head to Lian Chung and said, "Why is Brother Lian sullen?"

Lian Chung sighed lightly and said with a smile: "I can't do it to the two elder brothers like a thousand flowers without touching a leaf." ”

The two rolled their eyes at him together. Wangzhu said: "Do you say that their inseparable love and concubine intentions are all true?

Lian Chung smiled: "I understand the truth, but I still have some worries." ”

Jiang Jing shook his head and sighed: "With such an amorous seed as you, my poor sister... ”

Wangzhu laughed and said, "Don't be sad! Let's compare equestrians!"

Jiang Jing shouted: "I'm afraid you won't make it!" Lian Chung smiled and walked slowly behind the two.

The next day, Lian Chung got up early in the morning and was about to look for Zhang Linghui, but Jiang Jing blocked him at the door, dragging him alive to see his father. Lian Chung knew that sooner or later he would have to face His Royal Highness King Yi of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the big celebrity in front of the emperor did not refuse.

The residence of King Yi was not in the Narituo Temple, but in a wealthy merchant's courtyard two miles away. Lian Chung looked at Jiang Jing in surprise: "Uncle Brother Hard came to block me early in the morning." ”

Jiang Jing smiled and said, "I came back late last night and was caught by my father, so I had to talk to him." My father will punish me for coming to you early in the morning. Actually, I had to get up early to practice. ”

The two of them walked in the car, walked for more than a stick of incense, and then came to the courtyard. This wealthy merchant was originally from the Central Plains, and there were three gilded characters inscribed at the entrance of the courtyard: Qiushuitang. These three words are thick and simple, and they should be the master's handwriting. King Yi can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people in Great Xia, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is in power to the government and the opposition. The guest lives here, but there is no open post or secret post. The horseman at the door saw that Shizi had brought guests, and let them in without asking.

Entering the courtyard, the small bridge inside is flowing water, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, and there are strange rocks and craggy from time to time, and the layout is quite elegant. Jiang Jing took Lian Chung and walked all the way to a pavilion.

The ancestor of the king of Daxia Yi was originally a Qiang from Hexi. Naizu Jiang Xian fought side by side with the founding emperor for 30 years, and the crown king was still before the crown prince at that time. Taizong released the military power with a cup of wine, and most of the robes in the army were given a good name to be sent to retirement, only King Yi was the only one who survived, and became the only king with a different surname in the Great Xia Dynasty. When King Yi himself was young, he and the current emperor went north to conquer the Huns, and the nine tribes lost their armor and fought all the way to the fishing sea, where they recounted the stone and returned triumphantly. Even Chung knows these things. On the way, I kept imagining that King Yi was either a strong and fierce general who came and went like the wind, or a Confucian handsome man who was holding Zhizhu to win thousands of miles. When I arrived at the pavilion, I only saw two old men in ordinary clothes, like ordinary rich people. One is tall and the other is short, but they are the same spirit, and their eyes are bright. Lian Chung was stunned for a moment, I didn't know which one was His Royal Highness King Yi, and he didn't know how to speak.

Jiang Jing laughed and smiled at the shorter old man: "Dad, I said you don't always dress so plainly, right?