Hongjin was caught the first time she went out, and she didn't expect that she would one day provoke a black dragon.

Since then, there has been a little girl in red behind Mo Yuan, the little girl's face is full of unhappiness, but she doesn't dare to run, she has to listen to Mo Yuan's nagging along the way, she suddenly feels that the outside is not good at all.

"I really want to go back......"

Hongjin muttered, but after glancing at Mo Yuan in front of him, he dispelled this thought.

I'm going to be eaten.

She had to turn her grief and anger into strength, poured a few sips of wine into her mouth, and when she was drunk, she didn't remember anything.

"Wine?"

Mo Yuan blinked, and then snatched the little fish demon's wine.

"Mine!"

Hongjin's eyes widened, and he said, "How can this be, is it possible that you are a real dragon and you are still short of this wine, and you want to rob me?" ”

Mo Yuan smiled and said, "I just like to rob other people's things, are you not convinced?" ”

"You ......"

Hongjin saw that Mo Yuan drank all the wine in the gourd in one gulp, and she felt that her heart was dripping blood.

After drinking, Mo Yuan burped, and then threw the empty gourd to Hongjin.

Hongjin blinked his eyes and cried in a blink of an eye.

"Cry louder, I can't hear you!" Mo Yuan said.

"Wow......"

Hongjin cried louder after hearing this.

Mo Yuan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, I'm satisfied, keep it up." ”

He patted Hongjin's head, and then walked forward, not caring how loud Hongjin behind him cried.

Hongjin cried vigorously, couldn't leave, sat on the ground and began to splash and roll.

"You pay for my wine, you pay for my wine!"

"I don't, the louder you cry, the happier I am, hahaha."

Mo Yuan laughed, he felt that this fish demon was really fun, much more fun than Su Junhan.

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The years went by, and it was another three years.

In the past three years, there have been many storms in the world, and Daxiang, who has been quiet for a few years, has rebelled again, and it is different from the past......

The rebels collected all the refugees after the flood, and rose up in the southern regions at a very fast speed under the banner of recovering the great scenery, and Zhao Zhen, the king of Xiang, encircled and suppressed several times but finally failed to get a bargain.

And the rebels recruited troops all the way after occupying Tongshun Mansion, and at the same time, there were many Jingren echoing, only in three years, from the initial more than 20,000 soldiers and horses to nearly 80,000 horses today.

Fifty percent of the boundaries of the Southern Regions have also been pocketed by it.

But what is puzzling is that the leader of this group of rebels has not shown up for a long time, and there is not even any news at all.

"Really interesting......

Zhao Zhen looked at the document and sneered, and then asked, "You say, who will it be?" ”

A figure suddenly flashed in the hall, and the old man lowered his head and said, "I don't know...... Wang Shangke still remembers the burning of Anqing that year. ”

"You mean ......"

Zhao Zhen's eyes were empty, and his eyes suddenly showed killing intent.

Emperor Jing Yanxun did die in that fire back then, but someone escaped.

He snorted coldly and muttered, "It's really a wildfire......

The old man who lay down pondered for a moment, and then spoke again: "Your Majesty, can the old slave have one more mouth." ”

"Say."

"In the past three years, the king has repeatedly sent troops south to suppress the rebels, and each time the troops sent are far superior to the rebels, but the result is repeated defeats, this matter is ...... Is it a little too weird. ”

A slight cold glint flashed in Zhao Zhen's eyes, but it passed away quietly.

He looked at the old man kneeling at the foot of the hall and asked, "What do you think is the reason?" ”

"The old slave didn't dare to say anything."

"You may be acquitted."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid it has something to do with Qing Bohou......"

The corners of Zhao Zhen's mouth hooked up a smile, but she shook her head and didn't say anything.

"Hugh has to mention this matter again."

"Yes......"

Zhao Zhen waved his hand, and the person kneeling in the hall retreated.

Only Zhao Zhen was left in the hall.

Zhao Zhen remembered a lot of past events, and there were not many things in this world that could be hidden from him, but he didn't want to mention it.

"You can go to the Southern Regions to have a look......"

……

Eight years of prosperity, late spring.

In the coming days of Huaixu, there are many people before and after Liuyunguan.

Mo Yuan, who hadn't returned for a long time, returned to the mountain, went out for a trip, and even brought back a small fish demon.

Mo Yuan entered the door with his front foot, and someone came with his back foot.

Ying Yuan, the second prince of the Dragon Palace, came to visit and brought a lot of things, all of which were rare items, but the most was wine, and I think it was the old Dragon King who told him that Mr. was good wine.

Mo Yuan is a self-acquaintance, and after listening to the second prince, he said: "You and I are both unique yuanzi, and they are also destined, but according to the seniority, I should be regarded as your elder, since I am an elder, then I have to give you something good." ”

With a wave of his hand, Mo Yuan threw three hundred years of merit to Ying Yuan.

Ying Yuan was stunned for a long time after taking it, as soon as he made a move, it was three hundred years of merit!?

Even his father probably didn't have such an atmosphere.

It is estimated that no one knows how much merit Mo Yuan had returned from Yunfu in the first place, but over the years, he has sent out a lot of more than a thousand years.

"I heard Mr. Chen say that it took five Heavenly Tribulations for the Molong to turn into a dragon, can Ying Yuan ask Molong about the Tribulation?"

"Then there is something to be said."

Speaking of this, Mo Yuan is very energetic, after all, this is the most worthy of his bragging.

And so it ended, from morning till nightfall.

Ying Yuan's face was bitter when he heard this, and Cheng Huang, who stood on the vertical ridge of the Liuyun Temple, was also unable to practice with peace of mind because of the nagging and noisy.

And Yu Hongjin, who was brought back all the way, was familiar with the road and blocked his ears, and he didn't want to hear a word.

This Mo Yuan......

It's a scourge!

At night, Ying Yuan fled in a gloomy manner, and he didn't dare to ask for any more experience, he originally planned to stay in the view and wait for Mr. Chen, but after seeing Mo Yuan's ability, he found a mortal inn in Qiuyue Fang to rest.

In short, if Mr. Chen does not come back, he will not go up the mountain again.

After another two days, it was about to enter summer, and the sky was getting hotter.

Liuyunguan came to a different guest.

It's a ghost cultivator!

When the ghost cultivator came to the door of the Liuyun Temple, there was a sudden vibration in the view.

The woman in the long skirt took a few steps back, and then saw a burst of golden light flickering from the vertical ridge of the flowing clouds, and fell to the gate.

Chenghuang looked at the female ghost in front of him and said, "Girl, stop, this is not the place for you to come." ”

He had already said that he would drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters for the Flowing Cloud Temple, and for the first time in all these years, he had encountered a dead soul who dared to come here.

The girl in front of the gate was stunned for a moment, then bowed and said, "The little girl didn't mean to offend, and I hope to forgive the sin." ”

"In the early years, the little girl had known a gentleman, and did not admit that the gentleman had left in a hurry, but now she heard that he was here, so she wanted to come and visit, and if she was offended, the little girl departed."

Cheng Huang paused after hearing this, and asked, "Do you recognize Mr. Chen?" ”

The girl raised her head and said, "Little girl strings, I have had a few encounters with Mr. Chen. ”