The sky gradually darkened, and after a while, fine pieces of snowflakes fell on the lion's back, and Zhixi looked up in amazement.

And why is it so cold? Even though it is the twilight of winter, the more you fly forward, the more cold you feel, it is definitely not caused by the weather, the nine-headed lion has a thick layer of frost on its face, Zhixi can't help but shiver, and the complexion of the ancient court on the side is also not very good-looking.

After another moment, the nine-headed lion finally shuddered and no longer dared to fly forward. Zhixi covered her head and face with her sleeves, and in front of her was a deep darkness with no fingers, and the bowl-sized snowflakes were falling densely, barely opening their eyes, and with their heavenly bodies, they couldn't bear this biting cold—this is Princess Xuanyi's home?

Gu Ting shouted in the huge wind and snow: "I can't go any further! Otherwise, I will be injured!"

Fu Cang lowered her head to look at Xuanyi, she fell into a deep sleep again, and the lion hair under her body had been wet with divine blood, forming patches of red ice.

As soon as the Candle Yin clan was injured, he couldn't control the overflow of divine power, the more serious the injury, the heavier the overflow of divine power, looking at the scene of the violent storm and snow in the distance, and the scene of thousands of miles of ice, he remembered that thousands of years ago there were rumors that Emperor Zhongshan had destroyed the Tongshan clan, and since then, the emperor has never left the Zhongshan Hall of Eternal Life - I am afraid that this emperor will be injured a lot.

He leaned over and picked up Xuanyi and said, "I'll let Xiao Jiu send you back." ”

With that, he leapt and disappeared into the dark and raging snowstorm.

Xiao Jiu? Who is that? Zhi Xi was at a loss, but she heard the nine green lions under her scream, and she exclaimed, "This mount is called Xiao Jiu?"

So...... A nameless without temperament.

Gu Ting took the reins and flew back: "He has raised Xiao Jiu since he was a child, what good name can the little hairy child come up with." He is a descendant of the Huaxu family, and he can't help him in the cold and heat, so he should send the princess, we are afraid that we will not be able to go to this Zhongshan. ”

Zhixi looked at the tumbling snowflakes in a daze, and she didn't hear Gu Ting's words clearly.

The Sword Dancing Divine Monarch who has been infatuated with her for nearly 10,000 years in her heart is pure and vast, unparalleled in the world, and this real Fucang Divine Monarch seems to be completely different from the one she thought in her heart.

He cherishes words like gold, but it is not the kind of reason she thinks, he will also make all kinds of yin and evil, inexplicable and vindictive, ignoring etiquette and going directly to lift the skirt of the goddess.

She couldn't tell the difference between what she was dreaming of, whether it was the long-sleeved Qingjie of the Sword Dancing Divine Monarch Huixue, or the Fucang Divine Monarch who had become a classmate with her.

*

Fu Cang galloped against the wind and snow, and the dragon princess in her arms began to gradually become heavy and cold.

Just when he thought she was about to show the dragon body again, she suddenly moved, opened her eyes, and looked at him quietly with a detached sharpness. After a while, she raised her pale chin proudly and said softly: "Senior Brother Fucang, I'm waiting for your reparation." ”

He narrowed his eyes, "Why?"

"You have done many rude things to me, and the reputation of the Hua Xu clan for being courteous and noble has been ruined by a reckless man. ”

Fu Cang said lightly: "The reputation of the Candle Yin Clan's courage and good fighting has also been ruined by those who are powerless. ”

Xuanyi said softly: "Senior Brother Fucang, I just want to ask you for a favor now." ”

Say. ”

"Can you put me down and get out of here in a mellow way?"

Fu Cang glanced down at her, the dragon princess was so weak that her face was pale, her voice was hoarse, and she was still tilting her head to pose like an invincible, everyone who approached her had to panic in their hearts, I don't know whether she gave a sarcasm as sharp as a knife, or a gentle laugh like water.

He unceremoniously pressed her raised head back with his hand, as if he didn't hear the pain of her nose hitting his chest, and said slowly: "One more word, and I will throw you back to the nether." ”

She trembled with anger, but there was nothing she could do with him, and the situation really made him feel a strange and indescribable pleasure, which could only be described by the word pleasure.

The famous Candle Yin Dragon God lineage, what their little princess should be like, he didn't think about it deeply. The Emperor of Heaven took the lead, he went to see it without any waves, most of the people who have come and traveled for more than 30,000 years are noble gods, and that princess should be similar to gentle and elegant, with a pure heart, and a few words of chat can be exchanged in a friendly manner.

That's what he thinks, so he's wildly wrong.

The smooth trajectory began to distort from the island of the Flower Emperor, and now it is out of control, and the malice hidden in the depths of his heart is even a little surprising to himself, sometimes he really wants to crush her, but when she turns into a loach, it is very pleasing.

Fu Cang suddenly wanted to sigh, his thumb subconsciously rubbed twice on the top of her head, now there were no tiny dragon horns there, she was so angry that she grinded her teeth, and she didn't make a squeaky mouse call, he actually missed the cold and soft little loach.

The wind and snow became more and more intense, and suddenly, a majestic and majestic mountain appeared in front of me, across the world, deep and silent, Zhongshan arrived.

The divine servant guard in front of the mountain gate saw from a distance that his little princess was covered in blood and was hugged by a young divine monarch, and he was so frightened that he was in a mess, and when Qi Nan hurriedly brought a large group of servants and fairies to arrive, there was only one white-clothed divine monarch standing in front of the mountain gate, his clothes were messy, and his body was stained with a lot of blood, his neckline was open, and most of his collarbones were exposed, which looked very undecent.

Seeing Qi Nan, a trace of vague embarrassment passed over the face of this handsome divine monarch, covering his open neckline, and his voice was charming and soft: "Divine Officer Qi Nan, Hua Xu is polite, I will send your princess back." ”

Qi Nan was already stunned and froze in place—Fucang Shenjun?!Where is the princess?

Then, he watched as Fucang Shenjun pulled out a pitch-black and tiny loach from his clothes, Qi Nan's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted from the stimulation.

His little princess actually showed a dragon body!

The situation behind was simply a mess, and when the servants carefully carried the princess back to the Purple Mansion with a rattan bed, Qi Nan remembered that he should greet the Fucang Shenjun, and then hurried to the mountain gate, this Shenjun had already left, and he beat his chest again, but in the end, he was more worried about the princess's serious injury, he ordered the guards to close the mountain gate, and then hurried to the Hall of Eternal Life with a pale face.

*

Xuanyi woke up in a deep darkness, surrounded by a reassuring darkness, with only a faint candlelight dancing lightly not far away.

She let out a sigh slowly, the injury was too serious, she fell asleep directly, and she didn't have time to tell Qi Nan Mo to alarm her father.

Sure enough, Emperor Zhongshan's hoarse voice soon sounded: "Ah Yi, you are seriously injured, and there are still demon poison soft thorns left in the wound that cannot be taken out...... How do you feel now?"

She wanted to turn over and sit up, but her injured body didn't allow her to do this most normal action, and she whispered, "Father, I'm fine." ”

Emperor Zhongshan looked at his daughter's slender body fixedly, because she was too badly injured, she even showed the dragon body before, this is the second time she has been injured like this, but the catfish demon in the nether realm is dead, otherwise he has countless means to make her survive and not die.

What's even more helpless is that the demon poison soft thorn in Xuanyi's wound can only be taken out of the moonlight essence of the goddess Shu, but this goddess used to be the dragon god of Taiyin Mountain, and she has always been pressed by the Candle Yin clan for countless generations, and the invitation he sent out was like a mud cow entering the sea, and she didn't give any reply.

He had to use some means.

Thinking of this, Emperor Zhongshan said again: "I heard that Feilian Shenjun had a feud with you, Ah Yi, how do you want him to make amends for you?"

The Candle Yin clan never asks for help, and has all kinds of thunderous means to make others submit.

Xuanyi shook his head: "I don't need to make amends...... Father, please don't tell Qingyan about this. ”

Emperor Zhongshan smiled lightly and bitterly: "Are you afraid of affecting him?"

Xuanyi closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "The darkness of the candle yin is too consuming of divine power, my father takes it back, this little injury, there is no need to make a big move." ”

He couldn't help but be stunned, and he didn't know whether it was bitterness or joy in his heart, and his daughter, who had been in vain with him for so many years, still knew that he felt sorry for him. There are countless emotions in his heart, for so many years, Acui's demise, the divine power exhausted under his rage, Qingyan's resentment, and Xuanyi's indifference...... He thought about it every day, but it hadn't been a long time since his eyes had tingled so violently as he did now.

This rambling regret of destroying the world has been redeemed a little because of her words.