Chapter Eighty-Six: My Name: Wang Fuyao!
Wang Fuyao?
The only daughter of Wang Haoran, the Taishou of Anyang County, Jinghe, was born a star, and that Wang Fuyao can let the gods sit high in the clouds and listen to her tell her about her grievances and grievances?
That Wang Fuyao, who is destined to be in the immortal class, standing above the clouds of the Nine Heavens, and arrogant and proud of all beings?
The ยทยทยทยทยทยทยท Wang Fuyao, whose name was secretly stolen by himself?
Wang Xiaotao stiffened slightly, there was a kind of embarrassment of sneaking and stealing in the dark moon and windy night, but being caught by the main master Minghuo.
She involuntarily turned around and took a closer look at the smiling girl in front of her.
Her facial features are exquisite, her eyebrows are soothing, there is an awe-inspiring heroism between her eyebrows, and her skin is fair, and there is no trace of suffering on her face.
Wang Fuyao blinked, and the warm sunlight reflected in her black and white eyes like a small star that never goes out.
"There was no spiritual power fluctuation on the green dragon just now, it should just be just a phantom, you guys are quite good at choreographing."
She looked at Wang Xiaotao without fear, "Coincidentally, my common name is Wang Fuyao, you should be the Fuyao Niangniang in the immortal selection book?"
"Actually, I originally wanted to use my own name as a road number, and it soared to 90,000 miles, which is the name my father gave me.
"But then others told me that there was already a Fuyao Niangniang in this world, so I took the Taoist name Ciyun.
"Compassion is like a cloud, covering the world.
"I've always wanted to get to know you, Fuyao Niangniang.
"I just don't know what your real name is?
"Is it also called Fuyao?
"That's a coincidence."
Unfortunately.
Wang Xiaotao lowered her head slightly, thinking silently, a little unsure of how to face Wang Fuyao.
They are all people who came out of the Jing River, they are the last fellow villagers in this world, they should be the people who can understand each other in the world, they share the same hatred, they are connected by the same fate, they should have walked together.
She's the person she wants to be.
How to face her?
What to say?
What to do?
How do you pretend to be indifferent?
"Daoyou?"
Wang Fuyao took another step closer, looked at Wang Xiaotao's drooping eyes, fluttering eyelashes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled softly.
Wang Xiaotao raised her eyes and looked at her in a daze, her smile was very warm, and when she looked at herself, she was like a freshly dried quilt, softly covered.
Her appearance suddenly changed Wang Xiaotao from a strategizing swaying lady to a stable Wang Xiaotao.
The mediocre Wang Xiaomos.
"Moss.
"My name is Wang Xiaotao.
"Shaanzhou, Jinghe, Anding, Wang Xiaotao.
"Humanity is always auspicious, Taoist friends, and fortune."
Wang Xiaotao raised her face, looked into her eyes, and said softly.
"You are Wang Xiaotao?
"That Wang Xiaomoss who is stable in Jinghe!"
Wang Fuyan's eyes lit up, with an incredible expression on his face, the ends of his hair swayed, and he stepped forward and grabbed Wang Xiaotao's hand, "I'm also from Jinghe, we're fellow villagers!" โ
When a fellow sees a fellow countryman, his eyes should naturally be full of tears.
Wang Fuyao took Wang Xiaotao's hand, "When you redressed the grievances of the 600,000 people of Jinghe on Mount Tai, I was at the bottom of the mountain, and when you beat the heavenly drum and knocked on the gate of heaven, I was also at the bottom of the mountain."
"At that time, I was going to go up the mountain to beat the heavenly drum and knock on the door of heaven to avenge my grievances, but I didn't expect you to arrive before me.
"Xiaomoss, isn't it hard along the way?
"There should only be the two of us left in the entire Jinghe.
"In the future, let's go together!
"How?
"Find Qiantang together, together, kill it!"
The moment Wang Xiaotao and Wang Fuyao met their eyes, Wang Xiaotao could hear the wind gently blowing the broken hair in his ears, feel the warmth of the sun on his body, and smell the faint indescribable aroma on Wang Fuyao's body.
Her heart beat faintly and slowly under such a passionate gaze.
After a long, long time, she could still remember Wang Fuyao's outstretched hand to her, her eyes seemed to be hotter than the sun, like a small flame, instantly burning a hole in her heart, and a lot of hot liquid flowed out from there, flowing all over her body.
She couldn't help but hold the hand that looked warm and powerful, and had a little sword callus.
Such temperatures warmed her for many years afterward.
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After the trip to Dingzhou, the Immortal Society compiled theatrical stories for the gods who appeared in this trip, spread Jiuzhou, and attracted more believers for them.
The story of Jin Beijing and Guan Dadao is very simple, with strength to break power, Guan Dadao is proud of his ancestral broadsword, relying on a body of martial arts to run rampant.
Jin Bei Whale was also unambiguous, and directly competed with him in mortal sword skills.
They competed for a total of three rounds, and Guan Dadao was naturally defeated in turns, and from then on he was convinced and willing to worship him as a teacher.
Jin Beijing also made it clear that since he worshiped under his door, if Guan Dadao still bullies men and women in the future, he will personally execute Guan Dadao and cut off Guan Dadao's hands and feet, so that he will never be able to lift the knife.
The name of this play is called "Northern Whale Battle Broadsword", and the main propaganda is Jin Beijing's supernatural posture and handsome face, as well as his thunderbolt methods and compassion.
The story of Lord Light and Zheng Yu is also very simple.
Zheng Yu is a habitual thief, Lord Guangshen first fell into a dream, and told him a series of big truths in Zheng Yu's dream.
Zheng Yu scoffed at these words, and shouted that he didn't believe that there would be any retribution for stealing things, and he felt that his skill in stealing things was absolutely unmatched, and asked the god of light to get out of here.
If he changed to Jin Beijing, he would have arrested Zheng Yu and beaten him a long time ago, but Lord Guangshen could still listen to it with a smile and did not refute it.
Zheng Yu thought that the god of light would let himself go like this, but he didn't expect Lord God of light to come to his dream every night, and he took the trouble to tell him some big truths in his dreams.
He simply slept during the day and went out to steal at night.
After the ground movement, Dingzhou did not stop Zheng Yu's vigorous dedication.
One day, the god of light asked him why he didn't get a serious job if he liked money.
Even in a dream, Zheng Yu still spread his hands disdainfully, work?
It is impossible to work.
Zheng Yu is determined to become a generation of thieves, who can go down in history and become the ancestor of the thief industry.
The god of light smiled slightly, and with a wave of the sleeves of his black robe, he showed Zheng Yu a bizarre world.
In this world, Zheng Yu can travel through people's dreams with the god of light.
No matter how wary people are in reality, they are always relaxed in their dreams, and many things will appear in their minds inexplicably.
Zheng Yu watched people's dreams with fascination, watching those cherished memories appear in people's dreams little by little.
"What kind of thief is stealing some small money and small wealth?"
The god of light smiled and patted Zheng Yu's shoulder, "People's most precious things are in dreams.
"Why don't you let me do it, Inception?"
The name of this play is "Illumination".
The remaining play is called "Sister Xiaobao", which tells the story of Sister Xiaobao, the god of Dingzhou, who shouted away the cyan dragon and blessed the people of Dingzhou.
These three plays toured around Jiuzhou day and night, spreading their names and bringing their stories to the world.
Since then, the world has known that there is a Jinbei Whale with excellent swordsmanship, punishing rape and eliminating evil, a Lord of Light who can come to his dreams and listen to his wishes, and Sister Xiaobao, a white-clothed goddess in Dingzhou.
Wang Xiaotao was completely silent during this trip to Dingzhou, and seemed to be lost to everyone.
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