Wei Shuyu paid for the tea, walked out of the teahouse, shrunk the ground into inches, took one step, thousands of miles away, and walked in the small city.

It was dark and rainy.

On the entrance of the ancient building, a woman in a white dress was holding a fairy sword and fighting with a man in black armor.

The female fairy is holding a long sword, her figure is elegant, her swordsmanship is flexible, her body is full of mana, and she is at the peak of her cultivation, crushing the man with an evil face.

The man, who was defeated and retreated, retreated again and again, and was forced to the corner of the entrance by the female fairy.

The man jerked out his palm and took the sword with his bare hands.

The fairy didn't notice the abnormality, and the fairy sword stabbed out in the middle.

A smile appeared on the man's face, his eyes flashed with filthy light, and his palm spun in mid-air, suddenly turning into a black dragon claw.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the black dragon claws were harder than the fairy sword, and they shook back the fairy sword.

"Black Dragon Heartbreaker!" The Yin evil man jumped and flashed behind the fairy, his black arm stretched out, and a stream of black gas invaded out, directly attacking the fairy's heart.

The fairy's face changed suddenly, and her figure stagnated in mid-air, unable to move.

In the distance, under the eaves, Wei Shuyu sat quietly, listening to the dripping rain, watching the fighting method on the entrance of the city gate, chuckling and shaking his head, "The eldest princess of the Fourfold Heavenly Yao Ji of the Desire Realm still has too little experience in the enemy, and the three gods show that the enemy is weak, so she is waiting for this blow."

"Defeat is decided."

"Heartbreak!" The black dragon claws of the three gods rotated around, and there was a crisp sound in the void, and Yao Ji's figure staggered forward violently, and the mana of the peak realm of the Xuan Immortal around her body plummeted, and her breath was disordered.

"Hahahaha!" The three gods laughed loudly, swaggering towards Yaoji, licking their lips greedily, their eyes full of filth.

"I don't know what it's like to be the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court." The three gods stretched out their hands and grabbed Yao Ji's chest, and with the other hand they wanted to untie the ribbon on Yao Ji's long skirt.

Yao Ji was scratched by the three gods and shattered her heart, her mana plummeted, she had no ability to resist for the time being, and closed her eyes unwillingly.

The laughter of the three gods became more and more ***, "The more pain you have, the more excited I am, come on beauty."

Just when the three gods approached Yao Ji's side, Yao Ji's eyebrows slowly lit up, and several wisps of white light shot out.

Yes!

The three gods were hit by several rays of white light, flew out upside down, and fell to the ground fiercely, clutching their chests, their faces were extremely painful, and their eyes were full of fear, "Heavenly Eye!"

"Yaoji, you wait for me!" The three gods shook their bodies, turned into a black dragon, and flew up to the clouds to escape.

Yao Ji used the eye of heaven to severely damage the three gods, and at this moment she couldn't support it anymore, and her body was shaky.

At this moment, a poor scholar slowly walked out from the other end of the entrance of the city gate, wearing a gray cloth coat, carrying a cage behind him, holding a donkey in his hand, and holding an umbrella, and walked towards Yaoji.

When Wei Shuyu saw this scene, he couldn't help but want to laugh, "This Yang Tianyou came in time, the question is, how did his donkey lead it?"

Wei Shuyu's eyes were purple and he stared at scholar Yang Tianyou.

Is Yang Tianyou a Terran? There is no doubt that it is.

Even if the general quasi-saint power came here, he couldn't see through Yang Tianyou's details.

Yang Tianyou is surrounded by humane luck, which is richer than ordinary people, and his popularity is layered, but there is a faint layer of Sanskrit light. ….

This is unique to the Buddha of the West!

No, at this moment, it has not yet reached the god calamity, and Buddhism has not yet been established.

Yang Tianyou is a disciple of the Western Sect!

"Hehe, the introduction, Zhun Ti is still this urine, and it is still the idea of fighting the heavenly court." Wei Shuyu chuckled.

The purpose of connecting with Heavenly Court through Yao Ji was to steal Heavenly Court's luck.

Sure enough, no matter which life it is, the introduction and Zhun Ti are absolute 'model workers', and they will do everything for the prosperity of the West.

The entrance to the city gate is closed.

Yang Tianyou had already walked to Yaoji's side, and said in a panic, "Girl, girl, what's wrong with you

？」

Yao Ji's delicate appearance was very pale, without a trace of blood, she glanced at Yang Tianyou, and said weakly: "It's none of your business, leave quickly."

"No, absolutely not, the girl is in danger now, how can Xiaosheng abandon the girl?" Yang Tianyou shook his head vigorously, and took advantage of the situation to step forward to support Yaoji.

Yao Ji, the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court, treats strangers very coldly, she will not let strange men touch her, and with a wave of her sleeves, she repels Yang Tianyou.

Yang Tianyou staggered back a few steps, his face became more sincere, "Girl, girl, Xiaosheng just wants to save you and help you."

Yang Tianyou didn't give up, continued to step forward, and forcibly helped Yaoji.

Yao Ji was scratched and her heart was crushed, and she used the power of the eye of heaven again, which was already the end of the strong crossbow, and the only thing that supported her until now was her will.

Yao Ji really couldn't hold on, and she had no strength left to repel Yang Tianyou.

Yang Tianyou suppressed the excitement in his heart, he was about to touch the goddess Yaoji, and in the future, he would go on the road of yin and yang, get married and have children, and the teacher really handed him a beautiful difference.

Honghuang monk, who doesn't covet the beauty of the goddess Yaoji? Yao Ji has a cold temperament, and none of the countless monks in heaven and earth can enter the eyes of the goddess......

Just when Yang Tianyou was about to touch Yao Ji.

In the distance, under the eaves, the yin and yang sword in Wei Shuyu's hand shone brightly, turning into a black and white jade flute.

The yin and yang jade flute was placed on the side of the mouth, and the melodious flute sounded between heaven and earth.

The light rain is dripping, and the flute sound is beautiful, playing a beautiful chapter.

The sound of the flute reached the entrance of the city gate, and Yao Ji's pale face returned to a wisp of blood, her broken heart no longer hurt, her heart regained its calmness, and her chaotic mana tended to be peaceful.

On the other hand, Yang Tianyou covered his ears in pain, and his face showed pain and hideousness.

Without him, Wei Shuyu's flute sound conflicts with Western Sanskrit sounds, and the world listens to it as a wonderful chapter, while Western disciples who are accustomed to hearing Sanskrit sounds are extremely noisy and painful.

The sound of the flute is melodious and beautiful, passing through the layers of rain and echoing in the heavens and the earth.

Yaoji's broken heart was reunited, and Yang Tianyou was in unbearable pain and scratched like crazy.

Finally, Yang Tianyou couldn't stand the sound of the flute, threw the umbrella in his hand, threw the cage behind him, ripped off the scholar's cloth clothes, and ran to the entrance of the city gate.

The little donkey didn't care.

Ahh

The little donkey screamed in panic, looking for its owner.

Unable to find its owner, the donkey hit his head on the pillar and died.

The donkey is indeed an ordinary donkey, but it has been crossed, and to some extent it is bound to Yang Tianyou, Yang Tianyou ran away, and the donkey died. ….

Yao Ji listened to the sound of the flute, regained consciousness, and saw Fang Cai's scholar turn into a streamer and run away, and couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart, "He... He... Not the Terrans?"

Just now, Yao Ji did have the idea of borrowing half of the heart, borrowing half of the heart, maintaining life, capturing the three gods, returning the heart after returning to the heavenly court, and begging the Jade Emperor's brother to reward the scholar.

Yao Ji didn't see through the scholar anyway, he wasn't a human race.

Borrowing the hearts of ordinary people is completely different from borrowing the hearts of monks, borrowing the hearts of ordinary people Yao Ji is sure to cut off people's mortal thoughts... But if it's a monk... Yao Ji was not sure that she would not be affected by it.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and Yao Ji felt that her injuries had recovered a little, and she immediately realized that this was a powerful rescue.

Yao Ji propped herself up and bowed to the void, "Thank you seniors for your help."

"Dare to ask the name of the senior, after Yao Ji returns to the heavenly court, there will be a thank you."

Yao Ji's voice echoed through the empty entrance, but there was no response.

Seeing that the great power did not respond, Yao Ji shook her head, "There are many great powers in this world, with strange personalities and temperaments, after returning to Heaven to recover from their injuries, let's thank my seniors."

Yao Ji put away her long sword, turned into a soft white light, and flew towards the heavenly court.

As soon as she reached midair, Yao Ji felt dizzy.

A white glow

, like a kite with a broken string, falling vertically from the nine heavens.

Under the eaves, Wei Shuyu, who had finished playing a song, shook his head helplessly, "This Yao Ji is really reckless, her heart is broken, she is about to burp when she sees it, and she dares to use mana."

A wisp of purple light streaked across the sky, catching Yao Ji who fell vertically.

Posture... It's probably a princess hug, and there is a faint fragrance that penetrates into the nose, and there is a warm texture on the hands.

"Hmm... The waist and abdomen are smooth, not fat or thin, just right, and the figure is top... Posture top... The temperament is different from Wu Meiniang, Zhou Lin, and Houtu, and it's a little cold."

Wu Meiniang, a charming word.

Zhou Lin, although she is the Empress of Xiliang, is a love brain, rich in the country, and drizzle.

Houtu, gentle, intimate, considerate, and keeps her sanity at all times, the sister next door type.

Yao Ji, control the world of desire, pure heart and few desires, cold goddess, um... Poles apart.

Of course, Wei Shuyu is a gentleman and a frank man, how can he have thoughts about a little goddess?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

……

At the foot of the mountain, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the stream is bubbling and flowing, and the water is clear and sweet.

Yaoji lay on the rocks beside the stream in an unladylike posture, and sat up suddenly.

"Ahh Yao Ji screamed in pain, and covered her chest with her slender left hand, angina.

"Your broken heart hasn't grown yet, so Poor Dao advises you to be careful and slow when you get up." A lazy sound sounded beside the stream.

"Who?" Yao Ji listened to the voice, her eyes shrank suddenly, her hand drew her long sword, and her eyes looked in front of the stream with fear.

Beside the stream, there was a bonfire, and a stone pot was placed on the fire, and the meat was stewed in the pot, and the gravy soup was bubbling.

A young man rolled up his sleeves and put the dough in the stone pot, flattened it, and the two or three breaths of dough cake fixed its shape, exuding a faint sweetness.

Yao Ji looked at the young man cautiously.

The young man finished pasting a pot of cakes, stretched out his hand and washed his hands casually in the stream, and then sat down by the fire with a sigh, baking wet hands, without looking up at Yao Ji. ….

"Senpai?"

"You saved me?"

"Hmm." Wei Shuyu's answer was an understatement.

Yao Ji struggled to cover her heart, staggered and approached Wei Shuyu, and then she saw Wei Shuyu's face clearly, handsome, very handsome.

"Thank you for saving your life." Yao Ji thanked her again.

"Hmm." Still an understatement.

Yao Ji has a cold personality, and after thanking her, she doesn't know what to say, and her body is still shaking.

"The injury is very serious, and Poor Dao recommends that you sit down and rest."

"Oh, good." Yao Ji nodded and sat opposite Wei Shuyu from the fire, still with caution in her eyes.

The meat in the pot is stewed, fragrant and fragrant.

Yao Ji was indifferent.

"It's cooked." Wei Shuyu took off a dough cake from the side of the pot, picked up a branch from the ground at random, broke it, made a simple chopsticks, and ate the dough with meat.

Yao Ji frowned slightly, as the eldest princess, she has been dressed in fine clothes and jade food since she was a child, eating treasures, drinking Qiong juice and fairy brew, picking up a branch from the ground as chopsticks, isn't it dirty?

"I see that my predecessors have achieved cultivation success, and they should have already opened the valley to ......," Yao Ji said softly.

"I pay attention to doing what I want, and I can't quit eating and drinking."

"Also, you eat dragon meat in heaven, and I eat donkey meat on earth, the same."

The stewed meat in the pot is naturally Yang Tianyou's little donkey that was killed.

The dragon meat in the sky, the donkey meat on the ground, the sages are honest and do not deceive people.

"I've never eaten dragon meat." Yao Ji listened to Wei Shuyu's words and shook her head.

"And what do you eat?"

"Flowers, pastries."

"Is it delicious?"

"I can't taste anything."

"Hmm... When I didn't ask."

Wei

Shuyu finished a dough cake and tried to ask, "Eat some?"

"No, no." Yao Ji hurriedly shook her head.

Wei Shuyu shook his head regretfully, "The injury has not recovered, the mana has been consumed, you can't open the valley, you can't eat it, this injury won't be healed for another hundred years."

Wei Shuyu said, then sandwiched another piece of fat and lean meat and served it with a dough cake.

When Yao Ji heard that the injury would not be healed for another hundred years, her face changed slightly, and she secretly said in her heart, "How can you do that? The three gods stole the dragon balls and fled to the nether realm, a hundred years... In order to bring disaster to the world, we must capture the three gods as soon as possible......

Yao Ji glanced at the meat in the stone pot, hesitated, struggled, and tried to ask, "Is it delicious?"

"It's not delicious, it's not delicious at all." Wei Shuyu said that it was not delicious, and then put a few pieces of meat into his mouth.

Yaoji's face was full of struggle and hesitation, she didn't eat, and her angina was even more painful, which seemed to be a psychological suggestion.

Yao Ji learned from Wei Shuyu to pick up a branch from the ground, break it in half, wash it in the stream, and then try to pick up a piece of meat, close her eyes, stuff it into her mouth, and swallow it directly without tasting the taste.

Goo-dong.

"Huh?" Yao Ji opened her eyes, and only then did she come back from the aftertaste, this senior in front of her is deceiving people, this is clearly delicious, where is it not delicious?

In order to recover from her injuries faster, Yao Ji also picked up a piece of dough and took a small bite to eat.

After a long time.

Yao Ji was full, and the rest of the meat went into Wei Shuyu's stomach.

Wei Shuyu washed his hands in the stream, and drank a few sips of stream water by the stream, which was considered to be full of food and drink.

Yao Ji was also a little thirsty after eating a few pastries, but she lay down to drink water... Such an action is really not elegant, and Yao Ji can't even do it when she dies.

Yao Ji reached into the stream with one hand, picked up half of the palm water, because of angina, the palm trembled, and sprinkled more than half of it in the air, and when it reached her mouth, there was no water left.

Yao Ji covered her heart with one hand and drank water with the other, and after several unsuccessful attempts, her crystal lips became dry.

Wei Shuyu chuckled, stood up, walked to the mountain forest, picked a few leaves, and folded a spoon in a few breaths, "No."

"Thank you, senior." Yao Ji took the spoon made of leaves, filled it with a few spoonfuls of water, and moistened her lips.

Her lips were crystal clear in the sun, one by one, very seductive, angina pectoris, unsteady drinking, half a spoonful of water flowed into her breasts, wetting the dress, reflecting a pair of faint outlines.

The immortals who have lost their mana are really stupid and pick their feet, and they are the kind that deducts the desolate land.

Wei Shuyu is a gentleman, frank and open, he looks at it generously, and never hides it, of course, Yao Ji didn't find that her dress was wet with water.

"Thank you, senior."

"I think my predecessors are Terran monks, but I don't know the names of my predecessors?"

"Wang Chongyang, a Qi refiner in the South Mountain, is a small name, not worth mentioning."

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Legendary Headmaster