Fu Qingyun comforted her, and Xuan Xuan cheered up from her grief.

Hearing Fu Qingyun's old-fashioned saying that she had grown up, she looked at her bulging chest, her face turned red, and asked, "Brother Qingyun, do you still have relatives in the world?"

Fu Qingyun shook his head and said, "No, it's just me." ”

"Where's your sweetheart?" asked Guancheng softly, looking shy.

"I ...... Not yet. Fu Qingyun said embarrassedly.

Fu Qingyun glanced at Xuan Xuan, and Xuan Xuan also happened to look over, and the two of them immediately separated when their eyes touched, their faces flushed at the same time, and their two hearts beat wildly.

When a woman is at her lowest emotional, others are often the easiest to enter her heart. When Guancheng was sad, Fu Qingyun was always by his side, with warm words and comfort, and unconsciously, the two of them actually had the meaning of sharing hardships and hardships, and their true feelings were in harmony.

"I'm a witch, are you afraid?"

"I'm a mountain villager, and I don't know what a demon is. ”

"Daodu people, demons kill people, you are not afraid that I will swallow you. ”

"I would like to be in your belly, and from now on flesh and blood. ”

"You're delusional!"

The moonlight is hazy, and the moonlight is like a veil, gently falling on the waterhole. The small waterfall hangs down from the top of the cliff, swaying wantonly, the moonlight shines, the jade beads are dotted everywhere, everything looks hazy, charming, and full of the temptation of the night.

In the valley, the breeze gusted, the insects chirped, and the two figures leaned close together, the mist was shrouded, and the night was thicker.

"Brother Qingyun, I went out of the island this time, one to find my father, and the other to find clues to the stolen rouge of the God King Palace. Now trapped in the cave, there is no news, and my grandfather and my mother are dying. Xuan Xuan said sadly.

"There's always a way. Fu Qingyun comforted: "What is rouge?"

"Have you ever heard of the Great Demon King Sutra?" asked Xuan Xuan softly.

Fu Qingyun shook his head.

"The 'Great Demon King Sutra' is the supreme secret book of our Demon Island God King Palace, and according to legend, it is left by the god of war Chiyou, and the 'Great Demon King Sutra' is engraved on the rouge bi. ”

"There are nine heads of rouge, which are 'dragon head, phoenix head, tiger head, leopard head, monkey head, horse head, ox head, sheep head, wolf head', and the magic island only gets a palm-shaped rouge bi, and the nine heads are scattered into the nine demon gates. The palm-shaped rouge held by the Demon Island, although the 'Great Demon King Sutra' exercises are incomplete, but after thousands of years of immersion and research in the Temple of the Divine King, most of the exercises have been overcome, and it is still a peerless exercise. ”

"I know that hundreds of years ago, the 'Emperor' and 'Li' clans of the Demon Island fought for the throne of the God King Palace, and Rouge Bi disappeared in the civil strife. Two hundred years ago, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, practiced the 'Great Demon King Sutra', and created the 'Overlord Nine Styles' accordingly, crossed the rivers and lakes, and leveled the Qin Dynasty in one fell swoop. ”

"Ah!" Fu Qingyun was taken aback when he heard this. He heard his senior brother Chu Wenjing say that the surname of "Chu" in the villa was Zhuang Min, and the original surname was "Xiang". It was only because of the defeat of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, that the Xiang family was forced to flee into the Shennongjia Mountains and change their surnames incognito. And the kung fu he practiced in Chu Wutang was the "Overlord Nine Styles".

"What's wrong?" said Xuan Xuan in surprise.

Fu Qingyun shook his head: "It's nothing, I didn't expect that the Overlord of Chu was actually a martial arts master." Fu Qingyun didn't dare to say it explicitly, he was still not sure about Guanxuan's character, and he didn't know what consequences the villa would face if he told Xuanxuan the truth.

Fu Qingyun secretly pondered: "The mental method of the 'Overlord Nine Styles' mentioned by the senior brother must be the "Great Demon King Sutra" engraved on the rouge bi. At present, Rouge Bi does not know where to go, if he lets the Demon Island God King Hall know, the villa may be razed to the ground by the God King Hall in an instant. ”

Fu Qingyun has no home since he was a child, and after entering the villa, although he encountered evil thieves like Chu Mingshan and Liu Shaoyi, the owner of the villa, Chu Tiangui, the three senior brothers and sisters, and Uncle Song's grandson and others were very caring for him, giving him a sense of home, and he couldn't let the villa be threatened in any way.

Fu Qingyun thought about it so far, and decided to wait for the appropriate time in the future to tell Xuan Xuan before it was too late. Fu Qingyun asked again, "What happened later, why didn't the Divine King Hall get the rouge from the Xiang clan?"

Xuan Xuan said: "At that time, the overlord was in the sky, the military was at its peak, and the God King Hall was helpless. Later, the overlord was defeated, and the Xiang clan disappeared overnight, and the rouge clues were interrupted again. ”

Fu Qingyun asked, "Is the Divine King Hall going out of the island alone to look for clues?"

"There were two of them. Xuan Xuan shook his head and said, "The 'Li' and 'Huang' clans of the Demon Island each generation sent a demon envoy out of the island to find clues, and this has been the case for hundreds of years. ”

Fu Qingyun asked again: "The Divine King Hall has lost its rouge, isn't the 'Great Demon King Sutra' lost?"

"Not really. Xuan Xuan said: "Although there is only one piece of rouge, the magic island still retains the rubbings of the Demon Sutra. The two clans of the Magic Island 'Li' and 'Huang' are vying to find the rouge, just because the rouge bi is handed down by the great god Chiyou, and its meaning is like the jade seal of the Middle Earth. If you can find the rouge, you can get the support of the islanders of the Demon Island, so as to inherit the unification of the God King Palace, right?"

Fu Qingyun said: "The 'Li' and 'Emperor' clans of the Demon Island are old enemies, right?"

"Exactly!" Xuan Xuan nodded, pursed his lips and said, "Forget it, I don't want to do these things, I can't get out of here anyway, it's better to think about how to be happy and happy in the cave." ”

Seeing that Guanxuan said to put it down, he put it down, and his sad face dispersed as soon as he got together, and his pretty face reappeared, looking delicate and beautiful, Fu Qingyun was fascinated for a while, and his soul was soft.

"Look, fireflies!" said Xuan Xuan suddenly clapping his hands and cheering. I saw that on a low bush branch at the bottom of the cave, a few fireflies flew up, back and forth, sometimes high and sometimes low, like a night elf, carrying a fluorescent lantern and dancing.

"Look, there's that too, and where else!" Fu Qingyun said in a loud voice. After a while, the fireflies gathered together, one by one, in groups, sometimes gathered into a streamer, sometimes scattered like light and sand, and turned into fireworks of light in the night sky, which was extremely beautiful.

Guanxuan gently shook his waist with the fireflies, clapped his hands and hummed a little song, full of love, Fu Qingyun unconsciously looked stupid again.

Xuan Xuan glanced at Fu Qingyun and said softly: "Brother Qingyun, such a beautiful scenery, I'll sing you a song." ”

Fu Qingyun nodded happily, and then stroked the strings of the piano with his hand, and sang: "The autumn wind is curling, under the rippling leaves of the Dongting......; ”

Although Fu Qingyun didn't know much about the meaning of the words, he listened to the soft sound of the piano, the delicate singing, and the lingering feelings, and he didn't feel drunk, and he only hoped that this moment would linger and be warm and eternal.