"Fuyao Niangniang asks to see Yunzhongjun!"

"Fuyao Niangniang asks to see Yunzhongjun!"

"Fuyao Niangniang asks to see Yunzhongjun!"

After the layers of reports, Wang Xiaotao stood in the treasure hall of Yunzhongjun, standing with his hands in the full glory, lowering his eyes and bowing his head, not bowing or speaking, just standing silently in the center of the hall.

When the door of the hall was closed, the cloud lights in the hall were scorching like the sun, and the slightly swaying lights were affected by the wind, and suddenly burst into a lantern flower, becoming the only sound in the hall.

Yun Zhongjun sat high on it, casually playing with a black chess piece in his hand.

With no one to play against him, he's in the next endgame.

Seeing that Wang Xiaotao didn't move after coming in, Yunzhong Junfang looked up at her.

"Why, when you come to see me and don't speak, do you want me to guess for myself?"

Yun Zhongjun also wore the most popular white of the heavenly immortals, wearing a cloud crown on his head, but his white was different from that of the gods.

Under the clear light of the cloud lanterns, the silver white snow hair of Yun Zhongjun snaked like waves, and the dim light softened the deep edges and corners of his facial features, making him like the gods who loved the world on those ancient murals, hazy and handsome, and completely not a creation that mortals could have.

His face was a rare warm smile among the immortals, and his eyes looked at Wang Xiaotao with a gentle heart, as close as an elder looking at his ignorant son and nephew.

Counting the old mother of Lishan, this is the third god to take the initiative to show kindness to Wang Xiaotao.

Wang Xiaotao didn't accept his warmth, looked at the ground by himself, didn't look at Yun Zhongjun's eyes, arched his hand, and bowed slightly, "Xianjun is above, the little god came today, just for a person's life." ”

Yun Zhongjun's slender fingers twisted the chess pieces and landed on the white jade chessboard, "Who upset you?" ”

Wang Xiaotao raised her head and looked directly into Yun Zhongjun's eyes, her attitude was very peaceful, as quiet as a lake without wind and rain, "I'm going to kill Jin Nanjing." ”

Yun Zhongjun tilted his head, looking at the young god who was about to kill the Nantian Gate gatekeeper as soon as he opened his mouth, and suddenly remembered their first meeting not long ago.

On that day, the Nine Heavens Bai Yujing was very noisy, and the Ascending Immortal Bell jingled non-stop.

Yun Zhongjun didn't bother to care about what happened, he had never been interested in those gossips, and when he was about to close the palace door and clean up himself, Fuyao Niangniang actually left everything behind and came to his palace gate, knocking on this palace door that has not been visited by anyone for thousands of years.

If he just knocked on the palace door, of course Yun Zhongjun had no interest in opening the door for her, let her in, and he didn't have to look to know that this Fuyao Niangniang was now attracting the attention of the world and was the target of everyone, and he was not interested in contaminating her cause and effect.

But Yun Zhongjun still let her in.

Just because she said one sentence: The world is clear, I am alone and faint, the world is observing, I am alone and depressed, I am incomplete, I am not benevolent.

My god is above, shake up, and worship my god.

In the midst of the peeps of the immortals, the clouds flowed, and the palace gate of Yun Zhongjun suddenly opened.

Wang Xiaotao stepped forward and walked in.

This move will naturally be recognized by the immortals as this rampant swaggering lady is a supporter of Yun Zhongjun and is protected by him.

This is also the most important reason why the Emperor of Heaven did not attack Wang Xiaotao in the first place when Wang Xiaotao told the truth about the slaughter of the dragon clan in the Baiyujing Immortal Court.

If there is no backstage, of course Wang Xiaotao can be wiped out at will.

But now that Yun Zhongjun is her guarantor, the Heavenly Emperor also has to weigh the weight of Yun Zhongjun behind her.

Of course Yun Zhongjun knows, but he just has no interest in contamination, not that he is incapable of contaminating and supporting the cause and effect of Niangniang.

"Wang Xiaotao, you are the second immortal god to come to me."

Yun Zhongjun quietly looked at Wang Xiaotao, and said Wang Xiaotao's real name in one bite.

Wang Xiaotao didn't ask who the first one was, because before her, the person who could find the true body of the 'God of Food' and be protected by the God of Mouth would only be Jin Nanjing, the general of the Nantian Gate.

Every time the immortal selection conference, Jin Nanjing's name will be repeated countless times, his glorious deeds, his hard work, his extraordinary background, his kindness and majesty, these things Wang Xiaotao has long been familiar with.

After Wang Xiaotao carried three thousand black-robed priests to ascend to immortals, the material for the repeated propaganda of the immortal selection conference changed from Jin Nanjing to Wang Xiaotao.

"Guessing my identity can only be regarded as your little brain, but ······ This can't be considered a reason for me to shelter you, there are a lot of people out there who are sharpening their knives against you, I can let you in, but I don't mean to let you out. ”

Yun Zhongjun's white hair shawl hooked a light smile.

"So I brought you a gift."

Wang Xiaotao's divine power worked, and a vague thing appeared in her hand, and she carried this thing and stepped forward step by step.

As he walked forward, he lifted the thing in front of him.

It was heavy, flesh and blood, and there was blood and muscle······ Tap.

Yun Zhongjun recognized that this was the dragon head of the old dragon belonging to the Dongting Dragon King, and the dragon's eyes were especially there, staring at him emptyly.

Yun Zhongjun's eyes bypassed the dragon's head, looking at Wang Xiaotao, who was holding the dragon's head and stopped his steps, through Wang Xiaotao's unwavering indifferent eyes, blood-stained hands, and pale face and lips as porcelain......

He saw a soul, beautiful and fragile, bright and dying out.

"I can bring you countless such dragon heads, dragon meat, and inexhaustible dragon blood, I will do my best to live, hunt down their present and future lives, the dragon clan will not die, I will not survive.

"Do these satisfy your taste?"

Wang Xiaotao threw his arm and threw the dragon head of the Dongting Dragon King under Yun Zhongjun's seat, and waved his big sleeves, and thousands of bottles of the freshest dragon blood in glass bottles were neatly arranged in front of Yun Zhongjun.

It is steaming hot and the smell of fish is permeating, which is the sincerity of Wang Xiaotao.

"Everyone in the heavenly realm is eager for these dragon flesh, dragon blood, dragon liver, and dragon marrow, and I am only willing to sacrifice these to my gods, and I wish my gods good health.

"What's more, my God, between us, it is far from the little affection you saved me from the dust, and between us, there are still entanglements that others can't reach."

Yun Zhongjun's snow-white shoes stepped on Dongting Longjun's dragon head, gently crushed it, kicked the dragon head aside, and asked with interest, "Oh? I don't know, is there any unattainable love between us? ”

Wang Xiaotao raised his head, his face calm, "In the old mother's palace, my senior brother is Li Jiutong." ”

With a bang, the huge spiritual pressure exploded in the main hall, and several immortal envoys in the palace directly spat blood, fainted, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Wang Xiaotao suffocated in her throat, and the mountain-like spiritual pressure pressed straight down on her, and her dress slammed open, opening several cracks, fortunately, she had already prepared, her divine power was running, her pace was not chaotic, and she was nailed in place, her golden pupils flashed slightly, and she swallowed the blood that overflowed from her chest.

Yun Zhongjun's eyes blinked, and a wisp of crow-blue murderous light flashed in his clear black eyes, and he raised a hand, seeing that he was about to launch a killing move against Wang Xiaomos.

Wang Xiaotao's mouth was full of blood, and he said loudly: "Have you forgotten, my god has forgotten, in the small seaside town, when you were looking for your senior brother, you were blinded by the heavenly opportunities set up by your mother, even if you passed by the senior brother, you can't get it, I showed you the way and helped you find the senior brother!" ”

Yun Zhongjun remembered that that night, Wang Xiaotao had indeed shown him the way.

Thinking of this fate, he put away the killing move in his hand, leaned forward slightly, and looked unpredictable, "Let me ask you, have you ever cultivated with him?" ”

Wang Xiaotao raised her head suddenly.

Yun Zhongjun asked impatiently, "Yes, or no?" ”

Wang Xiaotao lowered her head, already knowing the situation of the senior brother, suppressed the surging heartfire, and her voice was hoarse, "Of course not, the senior brother is like the bright moon in the nine heavens, hanging high above, how can you look down on an ant like me?" ”

Yun Zhongjun nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "Yes, Shizun, he looks easy to get along with, but he is actually the most picky." ”

When I looked at Wang Xiaotao again, it was already much more pleasing to the eye.

Since she is Li Jiuyan's junior, Yun Zhongjun naturally recognizes her as his junior.

accepted the gift that Wang Xiaotao brought to him, and personally sent an immortal envoy to send Wang Xiaotao out.

This was their first meeting.

Now Wang Xiaotao came to Yun Zhongjun again and asked him for Jin Nanjing's life.

Yun Zhongjun knocked on the chess piece, should he meet her little request?

(End of chapter)