After Pangu opened the world, the desolate world was born, and various races gradually emerged on the Kyushu continent.

Among them, the demon race is a vicious race, and they have been unscrupulously scourging the Three Realms, causing catastrophes one after another......

And the dragons are the embodiment of justice, and their innate mission is to destroy the demons. The leader of the dragon clan, General Long Soul, worked hard for a hundred years to forge the sword of demon subjugation, and finally wiped out the demon race.

Later, General Dragon Soul sealed tens of millions of demon spirits at the foot of Suolong Valley, and set up a strong ambition to stick to the demon spirit seal for generations, so that the Three Realms could be peaceful......

A thousand years later......

"Nuo Yao...... Don't run......"

"Huh...... Brother Long Fan, you can't catch me......"

In the valley, a couple of men and women in their prime are chasing and playing.

The man's name is Long Fan, and he is the second son of Long Xiaotian, the leader of the sixty-eighth generation of the Dragon Clan. Although he is tall and straight, and has the appearance of being invincible, he is actually loose by nature and has no ambitions, and he always sneaks out of the Lock Dragon Valley to meet the daughter of the patriarch of the beast clan on weekdays.

At this time, it was Su Nuoyao, the daughter of the patriarch of the beast clan, who was chasing him.

Su Nuoyao was dressed in an embroidered black cloth skirt, like a flower butterfly dancing on the grass during the chase, her beautiful black hair splashed down like a waterfall, her eyes were as bright as stars, the pear vortex smiled lightly, and her silver bell-like laughter echoed in the empty valley.

At this moment, a cold arrow suddenly flew out of the jungle in the distance, rushing straight towards Su Nuoyao. Before Su Nuoyao could react, she was hit by an arrow in her left shoulder.

Su Nuoyao covered her wounds, looked sideways, stared at the figure looming in the bushes in the distance, endured the pain and jumped away, and fled the scene.

The seven disciples of Long Xiaotian swept out of the jungle in the distance. She has a green bearing, a graceful demeanor, and a beauty with three points of majesty and three points of heroism. She landed in front of Long Fan, looked at the direction of Su Nuoyao's escape, and muttered, "Damn, I let you run again!" ”

Long Fan stood with his arms crossed, squinted at her domineeringly, and said sarcastically: "Seventh Senior Sister, why is your archery skills still so bad, just this technique always follows me like a tail, aren't you ashamed; You better go back to practice archery, you can't compare with me, I'm talented and smart, at the age of thirteen, I was proficient in riding and shooting, running horses and shooting targets, and I hit every shot. ”

"Second Senior Brother, don't make any more trouble, this time I came out to look for you on the order of the master, hurry up and go back with me!" Yun Piaopiao frowned and urged.

Long Fan sneered and said cynically: "If you let me go back, I'll go back, is that still me Long Fan?" ”

As soon as Yun Fan's words fell, there was a "snap" and he fainted to the ground. Yun Piaopiao looked at Long Fan, who was unconscious on the ground, and muttered: "I won't use cloud incense on you until I have to; Second senior brother, offended! ”

With that, she picked up the brass whistle on her chest and put it in her mouth to blow it. As the whistle sounded, seven or eight heroic women swept out of the jungle in the distance.

They landed beside Yun Piaopiao, waiting for their master's order.

"Carry the second young master back," Yun Piaopiao said in a majestic voice.

Several women bowed their heads slightly, and worked together to lift Long Fan up, and then soared into the air and swept in the direction of Suolong Valley......

After Yun Piaopiao returned to the Lock Dragon Valley, he went straight to the valley master's study.

She came to the door of the study and walked in with dignity.

"Gu Master, the second young master has been brought back by the disciple!" Yun Piaopiao lowered his eyebrows and reported to the valley lord Long Xiaotian.

Long Xiaotian was white-haired and pale, and he sat on the futon in the center of the study with his eyes closed.

"The daughter of the Beast Patriarch Su Gong, has it been dealt with?"

"The disciple shot her with an arrow, but unfortunately it didn't hit the vital point and let her run away," Yun Piaopiao blamed herself.

Long Xiaotian opened his eyes, slowly stood up, and lamented, "Alas...... It seems that this is providence; Fan'er has committed a taboo in the valley, since ancient times, the two races of dragons and beasts are not mutually righteous, and they cannot intermarry; If the marriage is forcibly intermarried, the seal of the demon spirit under the valley will be triggered, and the demon spirit that the dragon clan has worked so hard to suppress for thousands of years will see the light of day again......"

"Gu Master, what should I do next?"

Long Xiaotian paced with his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment, and then said, "The deity must not let disaster befall him; Piao Piao, you are the most trusted disciple of the deity, the deity has decided to hand over Fan'er to you to take care of, from now on, don't let him step out of the Lock Dragon Valley half a step, otherwise you will be asked for the teacher! ”

"Are we going to lock him up for the rest of my life?"

"Shut him up for a while, and after a while, Japan will choose a suitable woman for him in the valley to marry, and he will naturally be honest at that time." Long Xiaotian said and left the study.

After hearing this, Yun Piaopiao secretly rejoiced, thinking: "Could the "suitable woman" in Master's mouth be me?" ”

A month later, Long Xiaotian stood in front of Long Fan's bed with a straight face. He angrily said to Long Fan, who was lying on it: "You have been sleeping for a whole month, do you still have to sleep like this all the time?" ”

Long Fan turned his back to Long Xiaotian, closed his eyes tightly, and said nothing.

Long Xiaotian saw that Long Fan was still that "dead look", and immediately raised his eyebrows angrily, and roared: "What's so good about that beast woman, won't she use some witchcraft to deceive people's hearts; If you want to be the daughter-in-law of our dragon clan, you must be born innocent, the beast clan is a branch of the demon clan, and it is not worthy of intermarriage with the dragon clan at all; If you insist on marrying, your father will make the decision for you, your seventh senior sister Yun Piaopiao is noble and dignified, and she will be a good wife and mother in the future, and your father will make a marriage contract for you two today, and marry her in three months, you can continue to lie down......" Long Xiaotian finished speaking, brushed his sleeves and left......

Three months later, the men, women, and children of Suolong Valley were holding weddings for the second young lord, Long Fan and Yun Piaopiao.

In the morning, before the sun rose, the elders were busy writing congratulatory messages in their studies; A group of mothers-in-law are scrambling to dress the bride in the boudoir; The female disciples in the valley rushed to post happy words in various wings; The male disciples were busy carrying the wine in the cellar with a cart; The cooks are in full swing in the kitchen cooking wedding dishes; Everyone was very busy......

At noon, everyone finished their work and prepared to pick up the groom and bride and hold the wedding ceremony.

The disciples were excited, you pushed me, knocked open the door of the groom Long Fan, and suddenly they were dumbfounded, only to see Long Fan dressed in plain clothes and white shirts, shaved off his head full of green silk, sitting on the futon with his bare head, holding a string of red sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand, Chi Mei suddenly looked ahead, and did not move. The people outside the door were panicked, you said, he said, and they started talking......

In the boudoir, the mothers-in-law held the moon around the bed and tidied up the clothes for Yun Piaopiao for the last time. Suddenly, Long Xiaotian's eighth disciple Long Pianpian hurriedly broke in. She walked up to the bride Yun Piaopiao and whispered in her ear, telling all the gossip she had just heard outside.

After hearing this, Yun Piaopiao stood up suddenly, then took off the phoenix crown, smashed it to the ground angrily, and said loudly: "Okay, you Long Fan, you embarrassed me today, I will make you pay a hundred times the price of a thousand times for this in the future!" ”

The next day, there was such a joke circulating up and down Suolong Valley: "The second young master was dissatisfied with the marriage and became depressed, and he was ordained a monk on the wedding day; The bride Yun Piaopiao angrily threw the phoenix crown and said goodbye without saying goodbye. ”

Three months later, Yun Piaopiao came to the Lock Dragon Valley dressed in tight black clothes and carrying a bloodstained cloth bag on his back.

At this time, the autumn wind was bleak, the fallen leaves were flying, and the courtyard of Longfan was already overgrown with weeds and lifeless, as if the building had already been empty. Yun Piaopiao walked alone on the bluestone path leading to Long Fan's wing, her back was desolate and depressed......

Yun Piaopiao came to Long Fan's door, hesitated for a moment, and then pushed the door open.

Long Fan was still the same as he was three months ago, and his expression did not change in the slightest. However, at this time, he was already full of stubble, unkempt, and a whole circle thinner than before.

Yun Piaopiao stared at Long Fan, who was stunned in front of him, and tears rolled in his eyes. She raised her head and breathed a long sigh of relief, then took off the cloth bag on her back and placed it in front of Long Fan. Then, she pulled out the saber at her waist, raised her hand and slashed open the cloth bag, and in an instant a bloody human head appeared in front of Long Fan. Yun Piaopiao glanced at Long Fan coldly, then turned around and walked away......

Long Fan stared ahead, calm as a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest ripple, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him. Suddenly, a tear slipped out of one side of his eye, and with a "ding-dong ......" sound, it dripped on Su Nuoyao's face......