Chapter 160: Don't Fly (Part II)

"Make it clear!" Gu Ting was anxious and painful, and his wrists began to tremble.

The disciple gasped for a long time, and then straightened out his thoughts: "Didn't the darkness of the candle yin in the sea of hatred be lost by half a few days ago? It turned out that Xuanyi did it, and now Mr. is negotiating with the main generals to accommodate, so he has to ask the reason clearly before going to kill it?" But the reputation of the Candle Yin clan has always been bad, and Xuanyi does not do his business after the nether realm, and the situation is only afraid that it is not good, Emperor Zhu Xuan has already sent Houyi's arrows to the lower realm, as if that thing can break the dragon scales of the Candle Yin clan-really want to kill Xuanyi? ! Could it be that we have to go back and fight the Candle Yin family?!"

This family is much trickier than any demon king, the darkness of the candle and the blizzard can bring down a large area, and if the gods don't do it, what will the demon clan do? Could it be that there will be a Gonggong Maharaja again? Plus Zhongshan Emperor and Xiaolongjun, if they are angry and degenerate into demons, it will be as terrible as the three Gonggong Maharajas.

Yan Xia hurriedly said: "How can the little junior sister be willing to degenerate into a demon clan?

With her little understanding of Xuanyi, she also knows the arrogance and laziness of this little princess, so she doesn't do it with a leisurely Wangshu and runs to be the Demon King, but I'm afraid it's not her style.

Gu Ting took a breath, and suddenly a stirred spirit: "What about Fucang?!"

The disciple shook his head: "I haven't heard about Senior Brother Fucang, but it seems that when he dealt with the Ba Snake Lord before, it was rumored that his sword qi dragon hit Xuanyi, in my opinion, with Hua Xu's style, he must be righteous to kill his relatives!"

Even these disciples can't do this kind of thing, let alone Fu Cang? If something happens to Xuanyi, Fu Cang can't go crazy? She simply fascinated him so that he lost two souls, and with his ability, nine times out of ten, he can really do something against the generals, and that is really terrible.

Gu Ting propped up the bed and thought about it, he had to go to the Netherworld, he had to figure things out, although he half-jokingly called Xuanyi "little devil", but he didn't expect her to really become a devil one day, there must be a reason for this.

But after all, his injuries were too serious, the turbidity had not yet been cleared, and he could not be cured by rejuvenation techniques, and his face was covered with cold sweat under this support, Yan Xia hurriedly supported him, and stomped his feet again and again: "Don't move! You don't know where they are!"

Taiyao also held him down, with a solemn expression: "You take care of your injuries, and wait for the turbidity to be cleared, and leave this to me in advance." ”

Gu Ting said in a trembling voice: "He, Mr. He...... Let him hold on no matter what...... It will take a few days for my turbidity to drain away......"

Taiyao patted him on the shoulder to reassure, then turned back to the disciple and asked, "What's the matter with Zhixi being sent to the prison?"

The disciple still shook his head: "This is really not clear, it is said that she did not report it and intended to cover it up." ”

Taiyao pondered for a moment and looked at Yanxia: "I should be able to go to the prison, I will go to Zhixi to ask about the situation, you go to Mr., ask him to delay it no matter what, figure things out and then let the generals act." ”

"Okay!" Yan Xia turned and ran out.

*

Xuanyi slept for a very long time and was very heavy, and this was the first time she hadn't woken up briefly since she realized that something was wrong with her body.

The pain of the dragon scales that had tormented her before had ceased to appear, and the smell of cleanliness had always surrounded her, and the smell made her feel reassuring and comfortable.

She turned over, as if the wounds on her abdomen and back were no longer painful, and slowly opened her eyes at the moment, but she was almost blinded by the golden light, and hurriedly covered her head and face with her sleeves, and the next moment, she seemed to notice that she was awake, and the wind flashed in her ears, and her body fell into a pair of arms.

"You've slept in the Nether for half a month. Fu Cang supported her, lifted her sleeves and looked down at her face carefully, her complexion was finally no longer pale as if it was about to melt, and her lips returned to their former pinkness.

Little White Dragon

Xuanyi put down her sleeves, who knew that the sun in the nether realm, which had always been hazy for her, actually shook her eyes again, strange, could it be that even her eyes were fragile when she was a demon? She squinted uncomfortably, and the waterfall-like branches and leaves above her head immediately stretched out, completely obscuring all the sunlight.

"What do you think?" asked Fucang in a low voice.

Who knew that this beauty-loving princess first pinched out a mirror with the dark candle and white snow, looked up and down, left and right, back and forth, and complained softly: "Oops, it's ugly." ”

...... It's exactly the same as before, and even the behavior of this jump is the same.

Fu Cang didn't know whether he was relieved, or wanted to laugh, or whether he was venting the fragility and anxiety that had been pressed in the deepest part of these days, he opened his arms and hugged her tightly, and put his face against her fluffy hair, even his breath did not change, cold and sweet, only the taste of the dragon princess.

Thankfully, she's fine.

She was as soft as a bone in his arms, and after a moment she whispered, "The bones are going to break." ”

Her dragon scales have all fallen off, and there is nothing to shelter her body anymore, even if she has the power of regeneration, it will still hurt, and if he wants to beat her in the future, it will really be a dozen.

Fu Cang relaxed his hand, lowered his head and kissed her hair, his palm was on her cold cheek, his fingertips rubbed carefully, and then suddenly he knocked lightly on the top of her head, and sure enough, she "hissed" in pain.

"I'll stay in the wooden sword from now on. There was a hint of coldness in his voice, "I won't let you out again." ”

Xuanyi's concern immediately turned crooked: "Wooden sword?

Only then did she realize that he had two swords hanging from his waist, one Chunjun, and a very ordinary wooden sword, which looked like the one he used when he taught her kendo in Yuhua Hall at that time.

Fu Cang's voice was still very cold: "It's enough for you to pass the wooden sword." ”

Xuanyi laughed "sneered", and said softly: "You despise the Candle Yin Lord like this." ”

Candle Yin Monarch Fu Cang didn't know whether to be stunned or chuckled, touched her head, and said lightly: "Loach Monarch." ”

She curled up in front of his arms, raised her hand to dust the fallen leaves off his shoulder, and he sat here motionless for half a month, and all the dust was accumulated.

Fu Cang's hand suddenly passed through her layered coat and warrior suit, and touched the wound on her original back, and the skin touched was as smooth as ever, and it seemed that the wound had healed due to those regenerative powers. He walked around to her again and touched the wound in her abdomen, only to tickle her and twist her laughter, and push hard with one hand on his forehead.

He took the hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, then gently kissed the elbow along his wrist, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit on the inside of the elbow, licking and gnawing, this time finally biting out a mark.

And the former Seven Princes bit in one place.

Xuanyi lowered his head and smiled: "I like to bite people so much, do you want to eat Dajun?"

If you can really eat it, hide it in the belly, she is a loach, a demon king, a princess of the Candle Yin clan, anything, as long as you don't leave him, don't leave.

"Senior Brother Fucang," she called him softly, "since you put me in a wooden sword, why don't you take it wherever you want?"

Fu Cang closed his eyes and hugged her slender body again, it's good to be here now, just let him hold it like this.

She must be able to understand his heart, only she can. Therefore, the next moment, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, and her face was close to his heart, giving him real tenderness. Website of this site:, please support this site!

(Zilang Literature)