In the early morning of the next day, the morning sun was rising, and the crisp chirping of birds was heard in the distance, and the autumn wind was bleak, and the yellow leaves were all over the ground, and it was late autumn.

Last night's turmoil did not affect the hard-working people, Longyang City was very lively, shops and vendors opened early, shouting, selling one after another. The figure of the monk crowded the streets, and Longyang City at this time seemed to be no longer a mortal city.

"Little old man meets the princess!"

"The old man is exempt!"

The old man was at the Zhangluo tea stall, Luo Yu and Murong Qiushui came over, the old man saw that the person who came was Princess Dayan, and hurriedly put down his hand and came over to salute, Murong Qiushui waved his hand and vigorously supported the old man, and said lightly.

"The princess is so beautiful! like a fairy falling from the sky!" The little girl looked at the white-clothed Shengxue, her face was beautiful and beautiful, the little girl flashed her big eyes, and said crisply, it is estimated that at her age, she can only say things that can praise others like this.

The so-called love house and Wu, the cold Murong Qiushui is used to hearing the praise of countless people, but when she said it from the mouth of this little girl, she still touched the little girl's head with a soft face.

"Big brother, do you remember what you promised Ying'er?" the little girl turned her head and asked at this Luo Yu.

Being asked by the little girl like this, Luo Yu was shocked, and the beautiful face of the woman in white appeared in her mind, and Murong Qiushui's face was also stagnant, and the two didn't know how to answer for a while.

"You're lying to Ying'er!Woo!" The little girl looked at Luo Yu's expression, and suddenly burst into tears and cried bitterly.

"Ying'er must not be rude!" the old man came over and shouted angrily, his hand carrying the kettle began to tremble, and he also looked at Luo Yu, as if he wanted an answer.

Luo Yu and Murong Qiushui glanced at each other, Luo Yu's face was a little unbearable, touched the little girl's head, and forced a smile: "Ying'er, the eldest brother has found your father, they are going to a far away place to cultivate immortals, it is too far away, if you are willing to cultivate, wait for you to fly away, and then go to them, okay?"

Ask yourself, can you fool a child?

As he spoke, his fingertips gently shot out a stream of true qi into Ying'er's body, and with the rotation of true qi, he shook his head slightly, this little girl's roots and bones are too ordinary, even if she cultivates, she doesn't know when she will be able to fly away, it's good to think about it, if you have hope, you won't be disappointed and sad.

"Really, Ying'er is willing to cultivate, and one day she will fly like a bird to find her father!" The little girl had tears in her eyes, and what the big brother said in her eyes was definitely true.

"It's true, my brother passed on a trick to you, you practice hard every day!" Luo Yu pointed at the sword, and actually passed the Taixuan Sutra to the little girl, and he was also up and down in his heart, if the master knew about it, he would definitely be scolded half to death.

Anyway, the apprentice was confiscated, and when he was discovered, he said that he was robbed by a child...... Cough!

Looking at the old man's cloudy eyes again, there were already old tears, trembling all over, the little girl couldn't hear it, how could the old man not understand, he had already guessed this ending, but he just said it from Luo Yu's mouth, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and the black-haired man's bones were gone, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

The little girl was still closing her eyes, comprehending the trick taught to her by Luo Yu, and she had a wish in her heart, and the wish was the driving force to persevere.

Looking at the little girl's expression, Luo Yu felt empathy and muttered: "Who doesn't have a wish, my wish is to find myself!"

"I'll accompany you, even if it's nine days and ten earths!" Although the voice was small, it was heard by Murong Qiushui, and she said without thinking.

Luo Yu just smiled and shook his head, this wish is probably older than the little girl's wish.

If you want to accompany you, it's weird! It's equivalent to the old birthday star hanging!

Only Murong Qiushui was left desperately guessing what this hehe and shaking his head meant, as if he was suddenly not so smart!

"Oh no! look at the head on the flagpole of the wall," exclaimed a young man in the street who saw a scene that frightened him.

A middle-aged man beside the young man looked in the direction of the young man's finger, and on the top of the rattling flagpole was a bloody human head, wearing a purple and gold crown, his eyebrows were pierced, and his face was covered with blood.

"That's the Great Tuesday Prince!" I don't know who shouted!

"Yes, it's the high-flying and domineering Prince of Great Zhou yesterday!"

"Hmph, now I know that my Dayan is not easy to bully!"

"Yes!

"Death is wonderful!"

......

The crowd was passionate, public opinion was one-sided, all cursed the second prince of Dayan, many people also picked up eggs to throw, and then felt that eggs were too expensive and began to throw stones, it seems that this prince really deserves to die, and he will be humiliated if he dies!

And there were more than a dozen people standing in the crowd, an old man in a green robe looked at the head with a gloomy face, his fists were clenched, the green tendons were prominent, and there were more than a dozen guards in full armor behind him, all of whom were shaking at this time, including a few people who were lazy last night, they were guards, the master was killed, can you still live when you go back, how can you not be frightened when you think of this, but the old man did not move to take the back of his head, his eyes scanned the four directions and seemed to be looking for something.

Luo Yu drank tea lightly, and there was a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth, and Murong Qiushui's gaze fell on his face, and he smiled, his black face and white teeth were in stark contrast.

Boom Boom!

Just as everyone was talking about the bloody head, several loud noises in the distance attracted people's attention.

Luo Yu and Murong Qiushui looked at the sky in the distance in the direction where the sound came, only to see these two people standing in the air in the distance, a man dressed in white held a picture scroll in his hand, the picture scroll did not know what material it was, the painting scroll was made of purple jade, the flower scroll exuded yellow light, the long hair of the man in white fluttered, and the white robe fluttered in the wind, although he could not see his face clearly, but he vaguely had an elegant atmosphere.

And a hundred zhang away from the man in white, a short black fat man with a fat body, wearing a yin and yang robe, and dark skin, at this time, the fat man's Dao crown was crooked to the side, and the Taoist robe was tattered.

Humpty Dumpty has a gossip mirror hanging above his head, the gossip mirror is very simple, I don't know what material it is made of, exuding cyan light.

"Wenzi painting, the poor road is to give you a hexagram for free, saying that you are overwhelmed by dark clouds and there is a disaster of blood and light, so you are angry and angry, chasing the poor road to fight?

"Hmph! Li gossip, you rely on your grandfather's reputation as a god operator, and you are abducted and deceived everywhere! You even curse me, and you will not spare you!" Wenzi said angrily from a distance.

After saying that, he threw it away, the picture scroll in his hand was opened in the wind, the picture scroll was magnified dozens of times in an instant, there were mountains and rivers in the painting, the sun rose in the east, the grass and trees were overgrown, and there were palaces of red bricks and gold tiles in the depths of the mountains.

As the scroll unfolds, everything in the scroll seems to be alive, thousands of high mountains, green shadows, the turbulent river appears out of thin air, Wenzi paints, the whole person flies into the painting in the void with a wave of his big sleeves, and then he seals his hands, and a mountain hundreds of zhang high in the painting flies out of the painting and suppresses Li Bagua.

Roar!

Li Bagua knew the subtlety of this mountain and river society map, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, he yelled a little trick, and a blue light shot into the gossip mirror, only to see that the gossip mirror was magnified dozens of times in an instant, and a bucket-thick blue light in the mirror swept towards the Baizhang high mountain.

Boom Boom!

With a few loud bangs, Li Bagua's face flushed and flew backwards for dozens of zhang before stopping, he turned his head to look at Longyang City in the distance, and his body flew towards Longyang City obliquely.

Seeing this, Wenzihua was immediately furious, flew out of the picture scroll, and with a wave of his big hand, he put away the picture scroll and chased after it, and in a blink of an eye, the two flew to the top of Longyang City.

"Wenzi painting, so handsome!" exclaimed a female cultivator whose eyes were shining, staring at the elegant Wenzi painting in the sky with one hand holding the scroll and the other behind her.

"Yes! The outstanding disciple of the Hundred Flowers Valley Painting Art is so handsome!"

"That black-faced fat pig is so ugly, how can it be the opponent of Zihua!"

"yes! That black pig doesn't deserve to fight Zihua!"

......

All the women talked a lot, all of them were one-sided, ten of the ten people who supported Wenzi's painting, and none of them supported Li Gossip, all of them couldn't wait for Wenzihua to beat the dwarf fat into a pig's head.

"The magic weapon of this Wenzi painting actually refines the spiritual realm, and standing in the spiritual realm is equivalent to being invincible!" is completely different from the of the female cultivator, a young male cultivator is more interested in the spiritual realm of the talent Wenzi painting, and his words are full of amazement.

"Yes! The magic weapon can be invincible at the same stage when it comes out of the spiritual realm, and the powerful magic weapon can be challenged beyond the level, and if a cultivator of the same level wants to break the spiritual domain, it is simply impossible! This Wenzi painting is really powerful!"

"There are also cultivators who have cultivated out of the immortal realm, that is called powerful, in their own immortal realm, lead the king into the urn!"

"Yes! Anyone who can produce one is amazing!"

"This black-faced Taoist priest is too self-conscious!"

At this time, Li Gossip in the void naturally listened to the discussion below, obviously not a good word, his black face was black for a while and then blue for a while, and Wenzihua was light and enjoyed the popularity of everyone.

"This Wenzi painting looks amazing!" Luo Yu touched his mouth, the starlight in his delicate eyes shone brightly, and said lightly.

"Hehe, it turns out that Qiushui is here, Ling'er, the people you are looking for are all under your watch!"

Just as Luo Yu was muttering, suddenly there was a silver bell-like laughter in the distance, and Murong Qiushui's name was also mentioned, he raised his eyebrows, and looked into the distance, stunned.

I saw two young women walking on the street in the distance, one in white and one in purple, the woman in white had bright eyes and bright teeth, and always had a smile on her face. The woman in purple was dressed in wide-sleeved purple clothes and wore a jasper phoenix hairpin, which was lifelike and seemed to be about to fly away at any time. She has graceful curves, long hair to the waist, black as ink, a few strands floating on the shoulders like mutton fat and white jade, her eyebrows are curved, her nose is small, her appearance is like a fairy in a painting, a pair of small tiger teeth, and she smiles like a fairy in the forest.

"It can't be..... That's impossible...... Could it be that she ....." Luo Yu's gaze has been difficult to move since it fell on the purple-clothed girl, this girl's figure is exactly the same as the dress of the woman he has always dreamed of, his body shape is exactly the same, his face is pale, his whole body trembles, the tea bowl in his hand keeps shaking on the table, making a clattering sound.

seemed to notice Luo Yu's abnormality, looking at the trembling cup in Luo Yu's hand and the shocked look on his black face, and then listening to the trembling strange words in his mouth, Murong Qiushui frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Do you know them?"