Ruan Qingting, a witch in the human world possessed by the poisonous body, remembers the place where the soul of the dream forest goes, as gorgeous and dazzling as a summer flower.

The murderous illusory world man Tu Fengxi, who coveted Ruan Qingting's poisonous body, came to Hongxia Continent thousands of miles away and met her by chance.

Could it be that there are words in the words, and the person who means something is Tu Fengxi, who is worthy of being an old fox, and quickly solved Ruan Qingting's parents.

As soon as this incident came out, Fu Huanjing, who was in the illusion world, was furious, and Edgeworth flew to the Hongxia Continent of the human world.

The political and economic reforms implemented by the Entropy Prince in the city were not all smooth sailing.

He also had a debate on whether to divide the various places in the city of Zhuzi as officials at the beginning of the current emperor's dream of dividing the territories.

A group of leftist civil officials, led by Li Xun, asked the prince of Entropy to divide his sons into officials in the hometowns of the major old kingdoms that had not been occupied for a long time, believing that this would help consolidate the prince's rule over the city of Lanxi.

However, another group of right-wing civil officials, headed by She Hao, insisted on opposing it. They believe that the reason for the wars and strife in the old country is entirely due to the evil consequences of the chaos of the old country. They believed that only by abolishing the feudal system could they avoid the scourge.

The entropy prince adopted She Yan's opinion, believing that to divide the sons into officials in various parts of the city was to make them enemies with each other.

So he established the county system in the city of Ranjin, and implemented it throughout the city.

Eight years later, at the palace banquet held by the entropy prince in the city of Lanxi, there was another debate between the ancient and the modern.

At the banquet, the leftist civil official Qing Falcon flattered the entropy prince to his face, touting that all the princes of his old country together were not comparable to the prestige and virtue of the entropy prince.

Yu Ming, a rightist civil official, put forward the idea of restoring the feudal system in response to Qing Falcon's flattery.

"Xia Guan heard that among the ancestors of the old dynasty, some people lived for more than a thousand years. He divided his brothers and children, as well as civil and military warriors, into all parts of the city, and he was the right to assist and manage the small matters of the city-state. Now the entropy prince has a territory as large as the city of Lanqing, and his sons and brothers are just some powerful men, and they have no official position. If there is a rebellion among the prince's soldiers defending the city, how can the prince save himself without their rescue? Now some officials are flattering to the prince and belittleing the old country's experience in governing the city, which is aggravating the prince's fault! The lower officials believe that he is not a loyal minister. Yu Ming, a right-wing civil official, explained himself and advocated the restoration of the feudal system.

After hearing this, the entropy prince remained silent and handed over Yu Ming's suggestion to the civil officials for discussion.

She Hate, a leftist civil official, made it clear that he disagreed with Yu Ming's views.

"The experience of the old country's failed city management is not worth learning. Confucian students do not learn from the successful experience of our Dream Dynasty, but should learn from the experience of the failure of the old country, discuss the experience of the old country's failed governance, and use it to poison the current Dream Dynasty. If it is not forbidden, it is possible that the officials below can command the higher officials, and the current Dream Dynasty will go back to the path of destruction of the old country, and the unity of the Dream Dynasty may be destroyed. She Hate, a leftist civil official, refuted the views of Yu Ming, a rightist civil official, and said.

In order to distinguish all the authorities of the old country and establish the absolute authority of the entropy prince in the city of Lang, She Hate proposed several suggestions to the entropy prince to burn the books of the old country.

All the books of the old kingdom that were not conducive to the Meng Dynasty's governance of the city-state were burned, and the entropy prince approved of She's suggestion.

The day after the banquet, Prince Entropy lit the fire of book burning in various parts of the city.

This is known as the "book burning".

In less than a month, the classical documents before the Dream Dynasty were all reduced to ashes. All that remained was a set of books in the Royal Library of the Old Kingdom, and the burning of books was unstoppable.

In the second year of the book burning, there was another incident.

The pit of Confucianism is not a direct continuation of book burning, but is caused by some right-wing civil officials and Confucian students slandering the entropy prince.

After seizing great power and enjoying the glory and wealth, the entropy prince was very afraid of death.

After obtaining the territory of the city of Ranjin in the year of the Dream Stream, he whimsically sought the elixir of immortality.

In order to cater to his needs, alchemists from all over the country promised to find this medicine for the entropy prince.

But according to the law of the Dream Dynasty, those who fail to fulfill their lies, or whose medicine is ineffective, must be punished by death.

The alchemists everywhere knew that they could not get the elixir of immortality, so they not only fled, but also slandered and slandered the entropy prince by nature, and served as a prison official. They also accused the entropy prince of being too greedy for power, no matter how big or small the affairs of the city were decided by him.

After hearing this, the entropy prince was furious, and ordered an investigation on the charge of bewitching the public, and personally arrested five or six hundred alchemists and Confucian students from all over the country and buried them alive in the city.

This is the so-called "Confucian" incident.

After the burning of books and the pit of Confucianism, the economic level of the city soared.

With this solid economic foundation, the superstructure of the eldest son of the entropy prince Mengliannian should be worry-free, right?

Speaking of the eldest son of the entropy prince Mengliannian, the future heir to the throne of Ranli City, he is obsessed with the way of the sword and has no intention of managing Ranli City. Even the barbarian princess Meng Yingqiang came to Murray City, he didn't care about such a big thing, and he was alone in the Genting Sword Sect to concentrate on sword practice.

I wanted to see Meng Yingqiang, who was a poor cousin, but she was unexpectedly closed, how could her princess temper endure such a big humiliation. Therefore, she went to the Genting Sword Sect with a sword alone, and wanted to find the mysterious cousin of the poor year to learn swordsmanship. threatened to defeat him, humiliate him fiercely, and get back the face of his unruly princess Meng Yingqiang.

Hu Han Yan was kidnapped by the people of the Yunding Sword Sect because of his adoptive father Hu Yanting, so he naturally rushed to the Yunding Sword Sect to rescue his adoptive father.

Fate, wonderful!

Hu Han Yan and Meng Yingqiang arrived at the gate of the Genting Sword Sect at the same time, but they had never met each other because they were both dark and blind.

Hu Hanyan came to save his adoptive father, so naturally he couldn't be recognized, otherwise how would he sneak away with his adoptive father in the future.

Meng Yingqiang came to learn swordsmanship from her cousin, if she defeated him and removed the veil, she could humiliate him and vent her anger. If she loses to him, she will never come, and she will not lose her princess style.

"Muddy people!" Meng Yingqiang shouted as she pointed at Hu Han Yan.

"Barbarian princess!" Hu Han Yan shouted as he pointed at Meng Yingqiang.

"I'm not familiar with you, goodbye!" Meng Yingqiang suddenly turned her back and walked away.

In an instant, Hu Han was stunned, who can withstand this?

"Yo he! Even if you kid still has a little conscience, you still know that you came to the Genting Sword Sect to look for me. Adoptive father Hu Yanting was dressed as a sword cultivator, and appeared in front of Hu Han Yan and said.

Originally, in this villa, seeing the unruly princess who had pitted him was enough to surprise him.

Hu Han Yan saw his sloppy and unkempt adoptive father again, but now he was gorgeously dressed, and his mouth opened wider.

"What's wrong, son, has you been pointed?" Hu Yanting looked at Hu Hanyan, who was motionless, and groped him up and down.

"Don't touch it, I'm fine, weren't you kidnapped from the Genting Sword Sect, how could they let you wander around here?" asked Hu Han Yan as he returned to normal.

"Kidnap me, they don't have the guts, I'm their uncle. Hu Yanting said.

"Uncle Shi, you can brag, your three-legged cat's kung fu, others don't know, don't I know?" Hu Han Yan said with a smile.

"Sit down, and let Father tell you about my glorious past. Hu Yanting pulled Han Yan to sit down and talked to him in detail.

Twenty years ago, the rivers and lakes of Ranqi City were chaotic and complicated, and the seven sects and eight factions were some younger brothers who had no cards, and they couldn't jump every day.

Suddenly, the Yunding Sword Sect broke through the sky with a sword, terrifying the martial arts people in Murmur City. Now these younger brothers who have no cards will no longer whine.

The Genting Sword Sect has never been known to the rivers and lakes, after all, the rookies in the rivers and lakes have no combat achievements, so they are embarrassed to come out and show off.

But suddenly, Zhuge Yunting, the current head of the Yunding Sword Sect, broke through the sky with a sword and flew to the immortal realm, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knew about it.

Although Zhuge Yunting became a sword immortal, he became the idol of martial arts people in the world for a while. However, your adoptive father and I are still just a new disciple of the Yunding Sword Sect, a younger brother without a card.

At this time, although the Yunding Sword Sect became famous and became a popular fried chicken in the Jianghu sect, it shot the first bird.

The head of the Yunding Sword Sect has ascended to the immortal realm, which means that the strongest existence of the Yunding Sword Sect is gone at this time, and the heads of the seven major sects and the eight major factions quickly lead the elite of the sect to gather in the Genting Sword Sect.

"I don't know what you have to do when you come to my Genting Sword Sect?" asked the sweeping uncle.

"Don't talk nonsense with you! We are here to snatch the Genting Sword Book, and the acquaintances take the initiative to hand it over, otherwise my shuriken is not a vegetarian. A younger brother of the Wudang Sword Sect shouted without a card.

"Criminals! Hugh is talking nonsense, we are here to watch the Genting Sword Book, and we will return it after reading it. Han Feng, the head of Wudang, slapped the younger brother who had no cards just now and said.

"Watching?haha! I'm also drunk, dignified and decent, and I also learn from that dusty woman, come out to be coquettish, and still want to build a chaste archway?"

Han Feng was speechless and choked, wanting to refute, but what the other party said was so reasonable that he couldn't refute it.

Tie Liuli, the head of the Kongtong faction on the side, sealed his throat with a sword and finished off the sweeping uncle.

"A younger brother who has no cards, let you go in and pass a word, ramble for a long time, and it's endless? You are a dead sweeper, thinking that you are a sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple? The first in the world in martial arts? Looking for death!" Tie Liuli was angry, and walked to the corpse of the sweeping uncle and stabbed him a few swords and said.

Zhuge Yunjue, the acting head of the Yunding Sword Sect, flew down, and saw that there were thousands of people in each sect, and his legs were so frightened that he almost didn't stand firm on the Zhenshan pillar.

"Everyone, are you going to have a competition with Zaixia?" Zhuge Yunjue asked when he saw that the sweeping uncle was covered in sword holes and died tragically in front of the gate of the Sword Sect.

"I don't know who Your Excellency is?" Seeing that Zhuge Yunjue looked like Pan An, Yu Chidie, the head of Emei, asked softly.

"Zhuge Yunjue, the Great Sword Master of the Thirteen Realms of the Lower Yunding Sword Sect, is currently the acting head, I don't know what the girl is doing?" Zhuge Yunjue replied.

"What are you not doing, I just want to ask you if you are married? If not, can you consider me?" asked Yu Chidie with a blushing face.

"Well, the girl's kindness is appreciated, but I already have someone I like. Zhuge Yunjue politely refused.

"Haha! Boss Wei Chi, this is a shame and a big loss, people don't like you. People dislike you for being an old virgin, haha!" said Shaolin Abbot Master Xuku, with a burst of laughter.

"Dead bald donkey, take your life!I'll let you go to the Netherworld to laugh enough!" Yu Chidie said angrily to the Void Master.

"Wei Chi is in charge, stop your anger and anger! Don't worry about being like an old virgin in his nineties, how faceless it is!" Nangong Xiong, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, hurriedly flew to stop Yu Chidie and persuaded him.

"Master Zhuge , we are not here to smash the field, we are just surprised by the wonder of the Genting Sword Spectrum, we just came to watch, I hope you will give us a face, let us see that rare thing. Lin Xuewu, the wife of the alliance leader, said.

"It's the first time I've seen it in my life, do you guess, do I believe it?" asked Zhuge Yunjue, who pointed at the sweeping uncle who died tragically under the pillar of the mountain in the town.

"It's endless, we're here to destroy you, what can you do with us?" I ......" Heng Qianshuo, the head of the Songshan Sect, was sealed by the incomparably powerful sword qi before he finished speaking.

"Is this a swollen situation? What happened just now? Is there a big guy who understands, come out and explain!" Feng Tingwan, the head of the Hengshan faction, asked unconsciously.

"Could it be that this is the legendary Yunding Sword Technique, which is terrifying and kills people invisibly?" Nangong Xiong asked in surprise.

"General, third in Kyushu!" said Zhuge Yunjue modestly.

"It's scattered, it's still a yarn, all of us combined, it's not enough to practice swords for others!"

"Master Wei Chi, the old man despises you, so you will give up? You will reimburse the round-trip expenses sent by the various gates? We have sent boats and cars from each gate, walking more than 3,000 miles, and no less than 100 people are tired and dying on the way, and you will give up if you say you give up? Do you say that you are worthy of the dead brothers and sisters?" said Master Xudry angrily.

"Don't say anything, Yunding Sword Sect, it's dead today, what I said, the Great Luo Immortal is here, and I can't keep it!"

Everyone was speechless for a while, only listening to the emperor's order, the iron cavalry of the 30,000 Dream Dynasty shot 10,000 arrows at Zhuge Yunjue.

"Is this a swollen situation? Is it bullying an honest person?" Meng Liunian, who was nailed by four arrows and nailed to the pillar of the Yunding Sword Sect Town, didn't know what had just happened, and cried and scolded.

It turned out that Zhuge Yunjue only used one move "Sword Qi Vertical", and killed only three of the 30,000 Dream Dynasty iron horsemen led by Meng Liunian, and nailed his hands and feet to the pillar of Zhenshan.

"A younger brother who has no cards, as an emperor, is powerless, and he feels ashamed of you. The three of you, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you quickly carry back the waste emperor of your Dream Dynasty for treatment, you want him to die here. Zhuge Yunjue turned his back to the three of them, and slowly walked towards the gate of the Sword Sect and said.

"Got it, let's go, let's go. The three of them said in unison.

"You go back and tell everyone in the rivers and lakes that from now on, the Yunding Sword Sect will be the first in the world! Whoever is not convinced, it should be such a pillar!" Zhuge Yunjue walked to the gate of the Sword Sect, suddenly stopped, turned his back to the people of the various sects, opened the folding fan in his hand, and the Zhenshan pillar dozens of people high collapsed with a bang.

The corpses around the Zhenshan pillar were piled up, which frightened everyone.

The major Jianghu sects fled in all directions, and they all wanted to live for a few more years.

After this battle, no one in the rivers and lakes dared to go to Genting Mountain Villa to challenge the supremacy of the Genting Sword Sect.

Hu Yanting is the disciple of the Great Sword Immortal Zhuge Yunting, and the big disciple of the closed door is Zhuge Yunjue.

"Senior sister, I'm Hu Yanting, and now I'm a great sword master of the Ten Realms of Kendo, can I invite you to lunch?" Hu Yanting asked the beautiful and moving senior sister for a meal.

"Oh, junior brother Yanting, I'm sorry, I've already made an appointment with senior brother, next time!" Shangguan Xia politely refused.

"Senior sister, your shuriken, could it be the Lingxue sword?" Hu Yanting was unwilling to say anything.

"That's right, junior brother, your eyesight is really good! This is the Lingxue Sword, do you know the story about it?" Shangguan Xia asked.

"Of course, this is a gentleman's sword, back then, Shangguan Ba, one sword slashed the top masters of the nine major sword worlds, famous all over the world, who doesn't know? Who doesn't know?" Hu Yanting said flatteringly.

"Low-key and low-key, my father, is not so powerful, just tried his best to defeat the top masters of the Nine Great Sword Realm. Shangguan Xia's heart blossomed, and she said modestly.

At the same time, the senior brother Zhuge Yunjue passed by the two.

"Senior Sister Xia'er, it's time for lunch, let's go!" Zhuge Yunjue stopped and said.

"Wait for me, I'm coming!" Shangguan Xia hurriedly said after the senior brother in front of him.

"Little junior brother, women, you don't have to chase. Zhuge Yunjue turned back to Hu Yanting and said.

"You wait, Zhuge Yunjue, I will defeat you and take back my beloved. Hu Yanting gritted his teeth and cheered himself up.

Zhuge Yunting has soared to the immortal realm, it has been more than a month, and the Yunding Sword Sect cannot be left without a master for a day, and the major elders in the Sword Sect are all urging Zhuge Yunjue to ascend to the head of the family as soon as possible.

However, Zhuge Yunjue was only in his early twenties, and he knew that his qualifications were very shallow, so he could not take on this big responsibility, so he refused many times.

In fact, Zhuge Yunjue is used to being at ease, and he doesn't want to be the head of the house, for fear that he will not have time to accompany his sister Xia'er in the future, and she will travel the world.

However, several elders worked hard every day and tried their best to support him, but he still couldn't shirk it, so he had to take on this big responsibility.

"I'm not convinced! I want to fight with Senior Brother with a sword, decide who is the strongest existence of the Genting Sword Sect, and decide who can be worthy of Senior Sister Shangguan Xia. Hu Yanting interrupted Zhuge Yunjue's succession ceremony and said.

"The qualifications of the sword immortals, and the talent and beauty of Shangguan Xialang, that round will be opposed by you, the bull ghost and snake god! Where is cool, where can you stay quickly!" Xu He, the great elder of the sword sect, sneered at Hu Yanting.

"No, junior brother, you finally did something like a man, I convince you that you are a man, let's go out and decide the winner with a sword. Zhuge Yunjue said.

Zhuge Yunjue is completely in accordance with the Yunding Sword Spectrum, practicing the shadowless sword, and the sword qi is domineering.

On the other hand, Hu Yanting, he privately observed the reversible practice of the Genting Sword Spectrum, so he created his own Traceless Kendo, and his skills increased greatly, which is also the reason why he has the confidence to challenge the strongest kendo.

The two of them fought for more than five hundred rounds, and they were stunned by the major elders of the Sword Sect on the side.

I didn't expect Hu Yanting's kendo cultivation to be so high and so durable.

In the end, Zhuge Yunjue made a move of "sword qi domineering", and still defeated Hu Yanting's "hidden sword world".

"Haha! Zhuge Yunjue, although you won, have you won the brilliance? This 'sword qi domineering' of yours is a move that a person in the human world can use?" Hu Yanting, who was spitting blood, fell to the ground and was unconvinced.

"It is worthy of being my little junior brother, I admit that I have already ascended to the Sword Dao Immortal Realm. However, I can't rest assured that my junior sister Xia'er, can't I come back and take a look?" Zhuge Yunjue explained.

"Senior Brother Yun Jue, promise me, don't leave me alone, okay?" Shangguan Xia let go of Hu Yanting in her arms in disgust, and rushed towards the second Great Sword Immortal Zhuge Yunjue with tears in her eyes.

"Oh! woman. Hu Yanting said speechlessly.

"Don't bite, junior sister, how are you like a child. Although I am a sword immortal, but if you eat my meat, you will not fly to the sword path immortal realm and become a female sword immortal. Zhuge Yunjue was amused by the childish behavior of Senior Sister Xia'er.

"So, who is the next head of our Yunding Sword Sect?" asked the elders of the various Sword Sects.

"It's right there!" I saw Zhuge Yunjue pointing to Shangguan Xia's abdomen and said.

"Senior brother, you are bad, you are annoying, my belly is empty, how can there be the next leader?" Shangguan Xia said shyly.

Zhuge Yunjue said that, he disappeared, probably went to the kendo fairy world and accompanied his father Zhuge Yunting to play chess and chat.

Shangguan Xia, who was still smiling just now, suddenly couldn't accept the reality, and fell heavily to the ground, crying into tears.

"Who asked you to save me, without Senior Brother Yun Jue, let me die. Shangguan Xiafa said angrily.

It turned out that Hu Yanting used the last bit of sword qi to cushion himself between Senior Sister Xia'er and the ground.

"Oh! woman. I didn't save you, it's the next head of our Genting Sword Sect. Hu Yanting said with a roll of his eyes.

"His child, you don't deserve to be saved!" Shangguan Xia said with a disgusted expression.

"Hey, lick the dog, lick the dog, lick to the end, nothing. Hu Yanting laughed at himself.

"Senior Brother Yanting, have you ever loved me?" Shangguan Xia didn't know why, at this time of parting, she suddenly wanted to ask her little junior brother Hu Yanting.

"Loved!" Hu Yanting was seriously injured, and said weakly with his back to Senior Sister Xia'er, whom he had loved for a long time.

"Please leave Genting Hills on your own, it's good for you and me. Shangguan Xia said indifferently.

"Take care, my senior sister Xia'er, junior brother I, retreat, this retreat, but it's for a lifetime!" Hu Yanting turned his back to Shangguan Xia and shattered his love sword, determined that he would never be hurt by love again in the future.

Hu Yanting's kendo cultivation journey came to an end. With a seriously injured body, he left the Yunding Sword Sect and lived in seclusion in Hujia Village, willing to be a small official.

Hu Hanyan is just an abandoned baby that Hu Yanting picked up at the door of his house and by the stream.

For Hu Hanyan, he believes that his parents died and he was adopted by Hu Yanting for 16 years. In fact, his background is unusual.

A year later, Shangguan Xia gave birth to a girl.

"What, girl, I don't believe it, you must be kidding me. The Grand Elder of the Yunding Sword Sect couldn't believe it.

As soon as he touched the baby, he cried, and the cry was as tragic as the death of his wife, who had lived with him for a hundred years.

"Don't say anything, I really believe in your evil! Zhuge Yunjue, you hit the street! I'll hit your lungs!" Great Elder Xu He scolded Zhuge Yunjue, who had already ascended to the Sword Immortal, vomiting blood.

The baby's name was Zhuge Ning Yao, and he later married Fu Hongmiao, the head of the Yunding Sword.

The barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang found her cousin of Pian Nian, and after failing to learn swordsmanship, she ran back to Yin Ran City crying. For the unruly princess Meng Yingqiang, she just wants to find a future collet who loves her for herself. However, the cousin of the poor year has excellent swordsmanship, and he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all, and the trick is fatal. The two competed in swordsmanship, and within three rounds, Meng Yingqiang was seriously injured. Seeing that Cousin Pian Nian was so ruthless, Meng Yingqiang took off her veil and ran away from the Genting Sword Sect crying.

"Is she crying?" asked the Wise Master.

"Crying, crying is quite heartbreaking, as if she and the sword idiot have been in love for thousands of years, but in the end Yin and Yang are as miserable as the separation. The secret guest replied.

"How do you know?" asked the Master Wise.

"Loved!" replied the Myckey.

"Love you ghost! You are heartless and ruthless, don't pretend to be a saint there, okay?" said the wise master with a roll of his eyes.

The sword idiot dreamed of pity, reached out and took the black veil floating in the air, and spread it in the palm of his hand.

This peony flower pattern, he naturally recognized, it was carefully sewn for him by listening to the master who went down the mountain and the woman he met carefully sewed for him.

"Yayu!" Meng Liannian cried out on his knees in tears.

Knowing that his adoptive father Hu Yanting was so powerful before, Hu Hanyan was impressed and decided never to lick a dog in the future. Because he didn't want to be like his adoptive father, licking to the end and having nothing.

"Adoptive father, that white-haired old man, I'm afraid he's a fool, right?" Hu Hanyan looked back and saw a white-haired old man, crying like a baby.

"Silly boy, don't talk nonsense, he is the next head of the Genting Sword Sect. He was not an old man, and I heard that he was not yet twenty years old. As for why he cried, he didn't know for his husband, so he was afraid that he would cry with joy!" Hu Yanting said.

"Senior Uncle Yanting, I don't mind the junior Genting Sword Leader Fu Hongmiao, sit next to you, right?" asked Fu Hongmiao, the current head of the Genting Sword Sect.

"Of course I don't mind, sit down!" Hu Yanting patted the dust on the steps and asked the junior to sit down quickly.

"The head, the person behind me, why can't you stop crying?" asked Hu Han Yan no matter how big or small.

"Adults talk, children talk nonsense, let the head of the house laugh!" Hu Yanting glared at Hu Han Yan and said to Fu Hongmiao.

"Children's words are unscrupulous, unhindered, unhindered. He is my beloved disciple, and about his past, the head of Rongben and the two of them will talk about it in detail. Fu Hongmiao said.

"Wait! Let's pee first. Hu Han Yan was full of urine and said to the head.

"All right! Fu Hongmiao said.

"Pull me to do something, I don't pee, I don't pee. Adoptive father Hu Yanting refused.

"You have, you have. Hu Han Yan pushed his adoptive father, and accompanied him to the side to say conveniently.

"Why is this so?" asked his adoptive father, Hu Yanting.

"I'm afraid it's not good, this Genting Mountain Villa is mysterious. I'm afraid that I'm alone, unattended, and I don't know how I died. Hu Han said pitifully.

"Two, the wine is already warm, please drink it!" Fu Hongmiao said.

"No, the color of this wine is the same as what I have just made convenient. Let's ask the head of the house to tell us about the past of the love of the sword and the dream!" Hu Yanting picked up the wine and was about to drink. How could I see the color of the wine, and then think about the convenient thing just now, the stomach churned so badly that it was like a knife and refused.

"Okay!" Fu Hongmiao heard Hu Yanting say this, and suddenly felt disgusted by this superb wine, so he also put down the wine that came to his mouth and said.

As soon as Meng Liannian entered the way of the sword, he fell in love and concentrated on practice.

This made his master Fu Hongmiao, the head of the Yunding Sword, very embarrassed, thinking to himself that this sword idiot had never let go, how could he let his sword path go further.

"Master, the apprentice is practicing the sword of pure heart and few desires, and he doesn't have to be contaminated with any worldly love. Sword Idiot Meng Liannian comforted his master Yunding Sword Head Fu Hongmiao.

"Silly apprentice, before I met your master Zhuge Ningyao, I also told the master like you. However, as a teacher, you should personally experience the worldly love, pick it up, and experience the myriad tastes of it. Put it down again, and only then did you have an epiphany for your teacher, and you can get this endless kendo cultivation now. Fu Hongmiao, the current head of the Genting Sword Sect, said.

"Master, it turns out that in front of the master, you have loved other women, you are going to be unlucky. Meng Liannian smiled.

"Loved!" Fu Hongmiao said with tears in her eyes as she looked at the blurred woman's tooth mark on her right wrist.

"Okay, you Fu Hongmiao, dare to lie to the old lady that it was in my sleep, dreaming of pig's trotters, gnawing on the tooth marks left by you. It turned out that you had a relationship outside before, and the woman you met stayed. See if I don't stab you to death today!" Zhuge Ning Yao held the Lingxue Sword in his hand and rushed towards Fu Hongmiao, wanting to stab him to death, the amorous sword leader roared angrily.

"The sword is coming!" Fu Hongmiao said.

I saw that the Lingxue Sword broke free from Zhuge Ning Yao's fat right hand and was held in Fu Hongmiao's hand.

"Madam, in front of the apprentices, don't mess around!" Fu Hongmiao scolded.

"You murder me! My mother's Shangguan Xia has never been murderous to me, you bullied my mother's relatives and passed away early, and you dare to murder me!" Zhuge Ningyao's fat body suddenly fell to the ground, smashed out a big pit and cried.

"Okay, good, it's all for the husband, it's not for you, you beat me and scold me. Fu Hongmiao, who couldn't stand it, threw the Lingxue sword in his hand and hurriedly went to help his beloved wife Zhuge Ningyao.

"Hmph, amorous sword head, I'm not going to get up, you go find your little goblin outside!" Zhuge Ning Yao pushed Fu Hongmiao, the sword leader who came to support, a few zhang away, and said.

"The sword is coming!" The sword leader Fu Hongmiao slapped the dust on his body, sat back on the throne of the head of the house, and let Ling Xue Jian carry Zhuge Ning Yao, who was reluctant to get up, and moved to his side.

"Madam, it's all a long time in the past, so why care. As a husband now, there is only his wife in his heart. Sword leader Fu Hongmiao tried his best to hug Zhuge Ning Yao and said.

"Even if you still have a little conscience, it's not in vain that people are infatuated with you. Zhuge Ningyao said coquettishly.

Seeing such a greasy picture, Meng Liannian, who smelled the sour smell of love, suddenly felt a lot of churning in his abdomen.

"Master Qiyu! The apprentice's abdomen is like a knife, and the pain is terrible. If you have nothing to say, you will retreat. Meng Liannian held the sword in his left hand, covered his abdomen with his right hand, and said with a bitter face.

"! Don't forget, the Sword Sect medicine, ten taels and one bottles, no credit. Zhuge Ningyao waved his hand and said.

"Aido, step aside!" Fu Hongmiao said softly.

When he came to the gate of the Yunding Sword Sect Mountain, he vomited a refreshing heart. Looking back, I think about the beloved wife of my master Fu Hongmiao, who is both obese and greedy for money, and I am afraid.

The sword idiot who went down the mountain to practice dreamed of mercy, traveled to the Valley of Hundred Flowers, met the red peony, and fell in love.

The rhinoceros spirit Zang Tang fell in love with the red peony that was a flower fairy and took it away.

Holding a ruthless sword in his hand, Meng Liannian flew to the Purple Cloud Cave to rescue his confidante Red Peony.

The rhinoceros essence Zang Tang has been cultivating for more than 500 years, and the demon law is boundless.

The sword idiot has only been practicing kendo for five years, and his swordsmanship is clumsy.

The battle between the two lasted less than ten rounds, and the sword idiot Meng Liannian was seriously injured on the ground, and he couldn't get up to fight for a long time.

Suddenly, outside the Purple Cloud Cave, an immortal floated in.

This immortal, known as Yuanding Zhenjun, went down to the fairy world, just to find his mount Ziyun rhinoceros who escaped from the lock demon circle.

Why is it called the Purple Cloud Rhinoceros, just because this mythical beast was born with a Purple Cloud birthmark on its buttocks, so it is called this name.

Seeing that the rhinoceros spirit Zang Tang was about to kill, and was seriously injured in the ground, Yuan Ding Zhenjun hung a demon circle in the air.

"Evil animal, don't want to kill the evil again! Look at the circle!" Yuan Ding Zhenjun scolded the rhinoceros spirit Zang Tang.

Before the rhinoceros spirit Zang Tang could react, he was captured by the lock demon circle and spit out an elixir.

"Flower fairy, use this elixir to cure your lover!" Yuan Ding Zhenjun said, then rode on the back of the purple cloud rhinoceros, and flew back to the Yuan Ding Treasure Pavilion in the clouds.

"Thank you Zhenjun!" The flower fairy Red Peony, who untied the shackles of the demon law, hurriedly picked up the elixir on the ground, and took it for the dying sword idiot dream for many years.

After taking the elixir, Meng Liannian quickly recovered his vitality and hugged the red peony, unwilling to let go for a long time.

As the saying goes, adversity sees true love, and after this calamity, the love between the two is stronger than gold.

Because the flower fairy red peony is an elixir in her mouth, she is under the sword idiot's dream of mercy, so her body is pregnant with the crystallization of the love between the two - Dream Po.

A year after the human realm, Emperor Qiu Ke of the immortal realm learned that Yuan Ding Zhenjun had used the elixir to save a person in the realm, and he was furious. He ordered the razing of the Yuanding Treasure Pavilion, killed the Yuanding Zhenjun, and sent immortals to the human world to hunt down the flower fairy Red Peony and the sword idiot Meng Liannian.

With the two people who have broken their dreams, they only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals.

But the good times didn't last long, and when the two of them were drying Mengpo's sheets and clothes that were wet last night, Hun Yuan Zhenjun took Mengpo away from the house.

"Let's find it easy for you two!" said Hun Yuan Zhenjun with Meng Po in his arms.

"Hurry up and let go of our children's dreams!" the flower fairy Red Peony and the sword idiot Meng Liannian drew their swords and pointed at Hun Yuan Zhenjun and threatened.

"I'm so scared! This half-human, half-immortal monster shouldn't have come to this world in the first place. Hun Yuan Zhenjun waved his mana and smashed the dream that was thrown into the air, and he roared angrily.

"No, I'll kill you!" Seeing that Aiko Meng's death was not even a scumbag, the two of them held their swords and killed Hun Yuan Zhenjun.

The three of them fought for more than 100 rounds, and Hun Yuan Zhenjun, who was the strongest in the fairy world, seriously injured the two.

The dying flower fairy red peony forced out the true yuan orb that she had cultivated for three hundred years in her body from her abdomen, held it in the palm of her hand, and waited for the opportunity to move.

Hun Yuan Zhenjun saw that the two of them were dead, so he took the clouds and drove back to the immortal realm to return to Emperor Qiu Ke.

Seeing that Hun Yuan Zhenjun had disappeared, only the last mouthful of fairy flower fairy red peony remained, with a true yuan jewel in her mouth, and kissed goodbye to the sword idiot she loved all her life.

After taking the dream of the True Yuan Jewel, he soon woke up, holding the flower fairy red peony who died tragically, and was in pain.

For a while, the sword idiot Meng Nian lost everything he loved most in his life, and he turned white overnight.

Returning to the Genting Sword Sect's Sword Idiot Dream of the Year made Genting Sword Leader Fu Hongmiao quite satisfied. He, the master, saw from the eyes of his beloved apprentice that he had personally picked up a worldly love that could be sung and cried. It's just that now, he wants to help his beloved disciple let go of all this, so that he can concentrate on kendo practice.

Drinking the sword idiot who forgot the water, he forgot all his past with the flower fairy red peony, and remembered that she was a woman with a nickname called "Ya Yu", weaving a beautiful peony flower pattern.

"Apprentice, don't look at it, that woman is not your Yayu, but the barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang who is the emperor of the dynasty. Don't you remember Ya Yu, who is as tall or short as you?" asked Yun Ding Sword Leader Fu Hongmiao, who was like an immortal, suddenly appeared in front of the sword idiot Meng Liannian.

"What the master said is extremely true, the vain child is moved by the idea of love, and asks the master to punish him!. The sword idiot Meng Liannian vaguely remembered Ya Yu's approximate height, and then remembered that the masked woman was a head shorter than herself just now.

"The heart is born of love, and it must be tired of love. Let go of love, and you won't be in pain. Yunding Sword Leader Fu Hongmiao said.

"Master Qiyu, the apprentice has been put down. Sword Idiot Meng Liannian said.

"Put it down, I see that you didn't put it down, but wanted to pick it up again!" Fu Hongmiao, the head of the Yunding Sword, asked when he saw Ai holding a black scarf hidden behind him.

"Don't dare!Don't dare!" The sword idiot Meng Liannian knelt on the ground with a black scarf and said in fear.

"This black scarf with a peony pattern is the last difficulty in your kendo cultivation, let the master destroy it for you!" Fu Hongmiao, the head of the Yunding Sword, used his internal strength to snatch the black scarf held in the hands of his beloved disciples, threw it into the air, and destroyed it with one palm.

"No!" cried the kneeling sword idiot Meng Liannian.

Suddenly, the destroyed black scarf turned into countless red peony flowers, floating down.

The soul of the flower fairy red peony with a broken dream appeared in the sea of peony flowers, as beautiful as a fairy.

"Yayu, is that you?" asked the sword idiot Meng Liannian as she stretched out her hand to touch the soul.

"Pity the year, it's me, and our dreams are broken. We are about to go to reincarnation, and we are here to see you one last time. The soul of the flower fairy red peony said.

"No, I don't want you to go! I don't want you to go!" But he didn't think that his body passed through the soul and fell to the ground crying.

"Why are you crying? I didn't cry. Zhuge Ningyao, the sword idiot's mother, acted as a human cushion and caught Meng Liannian who fell in the air and complained.

"Madame has worked hard! Yunding Sword Leader Fu Hongmiao hurriedly helped Zhuge Ning Yao and said.

"Don't just talk about nice things, add five pig's trotters to dinner, don't forget. Zhuge Ningyao said to her husband who was slapped to the ground by her lightly palm.

"The husband knows, knows, and the husband will not forget it. Fu Hongmiao, the Yunding Sword Leader who fell to the ground, looked at his wife's thighs as thick as Zhenshan Pillar and said.

"Pity the year, I wish you success in the way of the sword, and fly to the sword immortal as soon as possible! In the next life, I will be the flower fairy red peony, and I am still willing to be your wife of the sword idiot dreaming of the new year. After saying that, the flower fairy red peony broke his soul with his dream and flew away, and fell into the six reincarnations.

"No! no!" The sword idiot Meng Liannian looked into the air, and the flower fairy red peony that had dissipated cried bitterly.

"Affection has been empty since ancient times, and this hatred lasts forever!" Fu Hongmiao, the head of the Yunding Sword who stood up on the side, saw this situation and said with feelings.

"Amorous, isn't it! Indefinite, isn't it! Look at the old lady's ass, sit to death your amorous sword head. After Zhuge Ningyao heard this, she was furious, twisted her fat body, and chased after Fu Hongmiao, the thin Yunding Sword Leader, and scolded.

"Madam, spare your life! I don't dare to do it anymore!" Fu Hongmiao, the head of the Yunding Sword, begged for mercy loudly while dodging.

"Haha! No wonder Shi Niang is greedy for gold and silver, her movement is about to collapse half of Genting Villa, and the cost of repair and reconstruction will not be less. The sword idiot who was already relieved looked at the two and laughed.

"Good apprentice, you are still smiling, come and help the teacher, do you want your master to demolish this Genting Villa?" said to his beloved apprentice with a pant of breath.

"The sword is coming!" The sword idiot Meng Liannian pointed to the sky, wanting to control the ruthless sword on the ground, turning into countless flying swords and trapping Zhuge Ning Yao.

"You also have a sword, the ruthless sword is a merciless sword, right! The amorous sword leader Fu Hongmiao is it!" Zhuge Ningyao used both hands to break the ruthless sword, sat the two under his buttocks, and clenched the long hair of the two, causing the two of them to hit their heads violently and repeatedly on the ground.

"Girl, Chen Ping'an is passing by here in Xia Lizhu Cave,............" Chen Ping'an said.

"Idol!" Before Chen Ping'an finished speaking, Zhuge Ning Yao suddenly turned into a star-chasing girl and screamed wildly.

"You are the ............" Fu Hongmiao, the ruthless sword infatuation who got rid of the heavy object massaging his back, and the amorous sword leader, looked at the young man in front of him and said in surprise.

"Just one Chen Ping'an, give me a lot of enthusiasm. Hu Han Yan said unpleasantly.

"Don't underestimate him, he is a height that you can't reach in your life. Yunding Sword Leader Fu Hongmiao said contemptuously to Hu Han Yan in front of him.

"Oh! yes, are you done?" Hu Yanting said sleepily and gibberishly.

"Head, I'm supporting my adoptive father to go back to rest, and I'll see you tomorrow when the new head takes over the ceremony!" Hu Han Yan pretended not to care about the contempt of Yunding Sword Leader Fu Hongmiao, and changed the topic and said.

"Okay! The head of this family also said that he was tired, see you tomorrow!" Fu Hongmiao said.

After the three of them left the sword altar of Genting Villa, they returned to their respective rooms. As for the sword idiot Meng Liannian behind Hu Han Yan, he had already been carried back to the room by the sword cultivator of the Yunding Sword Sect and slept peacefully.

The next day, the father and son participated in the succession ceremony of the new head of the Genting Sword Sect at Genting Villa. The two of them were here, eating and drinking, and left after a few days of playing.

The father and son who returned to Hujia Village are no longer as needle-to-needle as in the past, but have become as happy as a pair of biological father and son.

"What have you gained from this trip?" asked the wise master.

"Yes," Hu Han replied.

"What did you get?" asked the Wise Master.

"Book burning pit Confucianism and the Yunding Sword Sect, two things that seem to have nothing to do with each other, as long as you work hard to write them, you can always pull them together and make them related. Hu Han Yan replied.

"Sword Emperor, terrifying!" the wise master complained.

In fact, the entropy prince spent his life developing the politics and economy of the city. originally intended to favor future generations, but he never thought that his successor, Meng Liannian, was a sword idiot and had no interest in politics. The year of the sword idiot's dream began with the burning of books and the pit of Confucianism, and finally ended with the Yunding Sword Sect, which belonged to his life.

One thing we can't deny is that the book-burning pit Confucianism laid a solid economic foundation for the sword idiot Mengnian, and only then did he have the superstructure that he had to shine in the Genting Sword Sect throughout his life.

Ming Yan, a real person from the Nine Palaces, who sighed for his life, will go to the Ming Jianli Pavilion with the madman Lieberthal in Mayang, and will meet for a while the pearl of the seven-winged emperor.

The Seven-Winged Emperor Yin Kuo is proud of the heroes of the Six Realms, and he has never put a single person in his eyes. Only his brutal and willful princess Eri Yi made him instantly gentle, like a farmer plowing crops on a muddy field.

Although Fu Huanjing has offended all the palace masters in the Nine Palaces of the Illusory Realm now, fortunately, his master secretly serves Futu to protect him, and the nine people have no choice but to swallow their anger and leave.

Ruan Qingting, a witch in the human world, was promoted to become the leader of the Five Poisons Sect because she had assisted the emperor of the current dynasty in handling government affairs for a long time, and searched for the elixir of elixir for him in private.

The down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, holding the sword of his master Tiefutu, soon arrived at the extreme north of the illusory world, the Netherworld North Sea.

After staying in the Netherworld Beihai for a few days, Fu Huanjing met Princess Jiang Surui by chance, and asked her where Jiang Fuyao of the Netherworld Beihai lived now.

It turned out that the princess Jiang Surui of the Illusory Netherworld North Sea in front of her was just the youngest princess in their Netherworld North Sea.

That Jiang Fuyao is the eldest princess of their Netherworld North Sea. A natural stunner, with a convex and backward curved, and a beautiful figure.

It's just that! Our reckless and dissolute eldest princess Jiang Fuyao has been lingering in the most lively entertainment and leisure place in the Netherworld Ghost Capital for a long time, and has been getting drunk all night with those dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital. In the eyes of all the ghostly women in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, she is just a long-term princess who is very good at lustful, scratching her head and showing off her coquettishness.

It needs to be explained here that Jiang Fuyao belongs to the Netherworld Beihai, the extreme north of the illusory world, but he is very fond of the Netherworld Ghost King in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, so he has lived in the Anxiety Relief Tavern in the Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden for a long time.

Over time, the ghost woman who had a ghost capital bumped into the drunken and nonsense eldest princess Jiang Fuyao on the winding and dilapidated ghost road. Seeing that although she had an amazing figure, she didn't know that her self-righteous behavior was so obscene and debauched, so they were not far behind her, and secretly cursed to her: What's so great about the big milk!

After drunken and gibberish, the eldest princess Jiang Fuyao, her every move is so eye-catching and intriguing. Her smile and smile could teach all the spirit men in this Netherworld Ghost Capital to feel intoxicated, and those ghostly women who were angry on the side were even more envious.

Especially when Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld North Sea, held a wine pot that needed countless small summer coins to burn, and walked drunk left and right to the Nai He Bridge. Her alluring richness and all kinds of style were completely revealed in front of the entire Netherworld Ghost City at the moment when she bent down and poured out the river of the dead under the bridge. Seeing such a beautiful scenery, countless spirit men stopped to watch, and taught them to be confused, willing to immediately turn into the trickle of water under the bridge, wanting to taste how delicious the delicious food that this peerless beauty had chewed.

Why do the spirit men in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital suddenly prefer to pursue a ghostly woman like Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld North Sea, this is all thanks to the barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang of our fantasy world.

"Huh! You stupid and ignorant illusory men. This princess is honestly lying on the bed of the Immortal Palace in this illusory world, two thousand miles away from the Netherworld North Sea in your bitter cold land, and she can be slandered by all of you. Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess in the warm bedding, pouted and muttered to herself as she played with the child's temper.

The root cause is that Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess in the Immortal Palace of the Illusory World, has a petite and cute face and a sexy and beautiful collarbone, although she is small and peaceful. What's more, she is also loyal to all the spirits in the illusory world, and she is a spirited woman with a clear and jade body, which naturally attracts countless men in the illusory world to pursue her.

It is said that on the land of the illusory world, the spirit man who wants to pursue her dream has already lined up from the immeasurable mountain of lava giants to the Netherworld North Sea. What's more, some men in the illusory world who want to cut in the queue halfway are lurking in the depths of the Netherworld and Ghost Capital, waiting for an opportunity!

It's just that, since Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess of our Illusory Realm Valhalla Palace, decided to visit the five realms of the Illusory Realm in person to choose the future Immortal Palace for herself. The eldest son of the abyss lord of the soul abyss, the eldest son of the valley lord of the endless valley, the eldest son of the spring lord of the essence devouring spring, and the eldest son of the lake lord of the soul dead lake, all four of them are on the tortuous road of pursuing our unruly princess Meng Yingqiang, one after another: breaking halberds and sinking sand.

Let's ask, in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital, how many people have family backgrounds that can be compared to the eldest sons of the four Phantom Realm Princes? The answer is naturally very rare, and there are only a handful.

Because of this, the spirit men in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital firmly believed that those small-breasted ghost women were difficult to pursue, so they all ran more willingly to pursue this ghostly woman who was as cheap as Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld North Sea.

From the mouths of the ghosts in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, Fu Huanjing brushed up those words, and roughly understood what kind of ups and downs the love past had in front of him, who was drinking fine wine.

First of all, it was the Netherworld Ghost King who had failed her, and she had a deep affection for the ghost queen. Then, Murong Bo, the great elder of his Yunding Sword Sect, actually smeared poison and salt on the wound of her love after the ghost in order to deceive a wisp of sword soul in the Fuyao Garden.

At this point, Fu Huanjing finally understood the reason why Murong Bo, the Great Elder of his Yunding Sword Sect, bowed down three times and begged him to go to the Netherworld North Sea.

Three days later, late at night, in a worry-relieving tavern in the Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden, Fuyao Ghost met Fu Huanjing by chance. Unexpectedly, the two hit it off at first sight, and they started a long talk.

"I don't dare to be deep, I'm afraid of a big dream. "The Fuyao ghost of the Fuyao Garden bought drunk and said.

"I don't dare to calculate all the hexagrams, and I am afraid of the impermanence of heaven. Fu Huanjing, who was confident, drank.

"Little brat, if you know what to tell, you'll just fool those ignorant children!" said the half-drunk Fuyao Ghost Queen Fu Huan Jing with a light smile.

"I hope that someone will treat you as before, hurt you to the bone, and never be disappointed. I would like to toast you with a glass of wine, and may you have poems, dreams, and a frank distance. Cheers to me, you feel free. Fu Huanjing immediately put away the copper coins used for fortune telling on the wine table, picked up a glass of excellent wine, and said to the ghost queen.

"There won't be any more, your eldest brother, the Nether Ghost King, will marry her tomorrow. In the future, no one will feel sorry for me after the ghost, the prosperity is no longer beautiful, and the skin is like a dead wood and an old man. After shaking the ghost, Fu Huanjing in front of her, who was drunk and mistook it for the ninth brother of the Netherworld Ghost King, raised a pot of wine and drank bitterly.

"There will be, there will be. Fu Huanjing patted his thick chest and assured the queen of Fuyao.

"I helped the wanderings of the ghost queen in my life, just to let that firm footprint leave a deep trace on the road without regrets. I have followed all my life, just to let the blooming flowers in the fragrant garden, forever linger a faint fragrance. The love and hate of my life is just to let that emotional entanglement in the desolate desert drift away forever with the wind. After all, my Hongchen has dreams, remembering the rights and wrongs of you and me in the past. There are tears in my red dust, engraved in front of the moonlit flowers that you and I once were. My red dust once had you Netherworld Ghost King, but I couldn't hold hands with those happy years of your and my lives. The ghost queen leaned drunkenly against the window, looked at the festive mansion of the ghost king in the distance, and cried out heartbreakingly.

"Don't cry! the crown will fall off, and the bad guys will laugh. It's not your fault for shaking the ghost, it's just that my eldest brother, the Netherworld Ghost King, is not worthy of you. In my opinion, you deserve someone better than him, who has a deep affection for you. Fu Huanjing stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and comforted.

"It is said that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Without him, the Netherworld Ghost King, what is the use of me asking for the crown of the Netherworld Queen of the Netherworld now?"

"After shaking the ghost, I wonder what your plans are in the future?" Fu Huanjing asked wanting to divert the current sad topic.

Fuyao Garden belongs to the Netherworld Ghost Capital, just like Yunshui Village belongs to Shangguan County.

"Some people's acquaintances are like a dream, and I lost this relationship after shaking the ghost. The moment his Netherworld Ghost King turned around, I still had to shed tears and leave this Netherworld Ghost City with him. After wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she looked out the window, wanting to take one last look at the beautiful night scene of this ghostly city.

"Don't go!" Fu Huanjing hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"In this netherworld ghost capital, there is no one who loves me. What's the point of me staying after the ghost?" asked the queen of the ghost.

"No, there will still be people who love you, and I love you very much!" Fu Huanjing said.

"You don't understand, it's not love, it's just a liking for beautiful things. When its prosperity is gone, and it is no longer beautiful, you will naturally start to dislike it. The ghost queen was amused by the childish words of the ninth brother of the Netherworld Ghost King in front of her.

"No, even if she is old and has a dead skin, I will never be disgusted with her. Fu Huanjing slapped his heavy chest again and assured the ghost queen.

"After falling in love with him and the ghost king, I drank lonely wine and blew the wind of freedom, waiting for a person who had no return date. For the rest of my life, I dreamed of only myself. After shaking the ghost, she recalled the past and wept with emotion.

"After shaking the ghost, my eldest brother Netherworld Ghost King, he doesn't deserve to make you wait! Promise me, forget him. Start over and love someone who is worth your wait. Fu Huanjing advised.

"I don't want to love casually anymore after shaking the ghost, because there is a kind of loneliness called rather lacking than abundant, and there is a kind of loneliness called just waiting for someone. Fuyao said coldly.

"Why? My eldest brother, the Netherworld Ghost King, is it so unforgettable for you to shake the ghost?" Fu Huanjing also asked too deeply into the play.

"His Netherworld Ghost King is my dream of gaining and losing after shaking the ghost, and I am his dispensable person. After all, the arrows that cross the mountains and rivers are stabbed by people with extreme affection. Fuyao said as she felt her nose ache.

"I am also extremely affectionate to you, why are you unwilling to live or die, and give me a chance, so that I can also have a chance to be affectionate with you?" Fu Huanjing cried out loudly.

"I naively thought that I would see a deer when I was deep in the forest, a whale when the sea was blue, and a ghost king when I woke up in my dream. But in fact, when the fog rises in the deep forest, when the sea is blue, the waves surge, and when the dream wakes up, the night continues, and there are no deer, no whales, and no him. But after all, the deer came in the fog, the whale surged with the waves, and he didn't look back, so how did he know that I wasn't there. But it seems to me that the deer is frightened when he sees a man, and disappears into the depths of the forest, and the whale treads the waves and runs aground in the shallows, just as I see him, as if I were frightened. After all, the deer is afraid of people, the tide recedes and the whale falls, and the fog hides his heart, and he doesn't see him, he doesn't see me. The ghost queen sighed.

After that, he felt sleepy again, and slowly placed his jade arms on the wine table, and fell asleep with a light pillow.

Fu Huanjing, who had been chatting with the ghost queen across clothes, gently picked it up from the wine table, put it on the bed slowly, slowly took off her treasure boots, carefully covered it with a warm futon, and closed the door and window and left quietly.

The next day, the emperor of the Netherworld Ghost King, his big wedding ceremony was held as scheduled, firecrackers rang out in unison, gongs and drums were noisy, and the ghosts and demons of the whole city were carnivaling, celebrating this once-in-a-century event.

After waking up, she was awakened by the earth-shattering noise outside the paper window, so she put on her treasure boots regardless of the left and right, and quickly pushed the window to look.

I saw that the ghost king was dressed in red, riding a tall horse, saluting and thanking the demons on both sides, and slowly passed under the paper window behind her ghosts.

After all, he still married her as his wife, and the mountain alliance and sea oaths that he had promised her to help the ghost queen were so fragile that they were dissipated by the breeze.

After the heart is like ashes, she no longer believes that there is a bullshit love in this illusory world. She did not return to the Netherworld to inherit the queen's throne. Instead, he chose to stay in the anxiety relief tavern in this Fuyao Garden for the rest of his life, and he was very satisfied with being an ordinary wine maid.

As for Fu Huanjing, this lover, who actually put the nine princes of the ghost with brocade clothes and jade food, has to go to the worry-relieving tavern of the Fuyao Garden, and is willing to be a small handyman.

"Little brat, do you say that the women in this world are better women with big breasts and low breasts, or are they better girls with small breasts?" asked Fu Huanjing with a slight smile after the wine maid shook the ghost.

Although he is only a poor fortune teller, he only looks at people and not at his chest. A woman with great milk and a low woman is very good if she does good deeds. A girl with a small breast, if she does evil, it is not good. The little handyman Fu Huanjing played with the copper coins in his hand and replied with bleeding nostrils.

Suddenly, the temple of memory of the ghost queen collapsed, and all the good things in front of him disappeared.

"Fu Huanjing, how dare you use the Heavenly Machine Stone to make me hurt again?" Fu Huanjing, after shaking the ghost, without him Fu Huanjing explaining, the ghost claw grabbed his neck and asked angrily.

"Sister Fuyao, don't worry! Please continue to enjoy!" Fu Huanjing said with difficulty panting.

The two of them entered the Tianji Stone again, and after shaking the ghost, they wanted to see what he could do with Fu Huanjing and what flowers he could play next.

Fate, wonderful!

At the same time, our unruly princess Meng Yingqiang of the Illusory Realm Heroic Palace is also in the Anxiety Relief Wine Workshop in the Illusory Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden, accompanying the third brother of the Netherworld Ghost King to drink and have fun!

Hearing this, Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess of our illusion world, who was small-breasted and peaceful, naturally felt very unhappy like a fish in her throat.

"Little handyman, come here!" Meng Yingqiang waved her hand and shouted.

"Here, I don't know what you want to do?" Fu Huanjing asked with a smile on his face.

"Princess Ben just heard that you said that this ghostly woman with a small chest in the illusion world, if she does that evil thing, it will not be good?

"The villain owes!" Fu Huanjing hurriedly slapped his favorite, causing trouble, and begged for mercy on his knees.

"Little brat, get up, you didn't say you missed anything, why are you so groveling and begging for mercy from her, a ghostly woman with small breasts?" Jiang Fuyao hurriedly pulled Fu Huanjing, who was kneeling on his knees, and said.

"She is now the only daughter of the Spirit Venerable of the Illusory Realm Heroic Spirit Palace, Meng Yingqiang, we still have one more thing, it's better to have one less thing!" Fu Huanjing explained softly in Jiang Fuyao's ear after hiding.

"So what? Now, on the land of the five borders of the vast illusion realm, the prince has broken the law, and he is still guilty of the same crime as the common people. The guest officials present tonight can still make her a barbaric princess of the Heroic Palace, turn this black and white that has not changed for thousands of years upside down?" Jiang Fuyao argued.

As for the barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang at this time, why didn't the third brother of the Netherworld Ghost King beside her stand up immediately and pull her former ninth brother by the hand. Naturally, it was because the father of the Netherworld Ghost King, who was also the biological father of the two of them, had already severed the father-son relationship with him, the rebel son.

"Reversing black and white? Good and bad! This princess will be good tonight, you big and lowly ghost girl, carefully break and pull, restore this black and white, and return to the front and back. Meng Yingqiang stood up with a bulging purse in her hand and said.

"I don't know how to restore this black and white, and how to return to the position," Jiang Fuyao asked with a sneer.

"If you recognize what is right and what is wrong, you will restore black and white, and return to the right and the back. Meng Yingqiang said with her empty hands.

"So what, what about the clear identification?" Jiang Fuyao just stood up a little straighter, and asked disdainfully.

To tell the truth, comparing the horizontal and vertical directions, the ravines on the chests of the two princesses are really different.

"First of all, it was Princess Ben who took the initiative to beckon him over, and just casually asked him a little, innocuous question. Asked him if what he said just now was suspected of despising all the small-breasted and peaceful ghost women in the illusion realm. Then, he slapped his mouth without knowing his self-love, and kept apologizing to Princess Ben. In the end, you, a big-breasted and lowly ghostly woman for unknown reasons, drew a knife to help him when he saw injustice, and came up with a reasonable explanation for him to ask for this princess. Dare to ask what Princess Ben said, has she ever said something that does not match the truth?" Meng Yingqiang said in a clear and coherent manner.

"No!" Jiang Fuyao said.

"It's just that now it seems that these three old things have become less important. In the middle of drinking, the princess suddenly found that she had lost a beautiful purse containing ten small summer coins. Meng Yingqiang said pitifully.

Seeing that the words were only half spoken, Meng Yingqiang suddenly stopped talking and continued, staring at Jiang Fuyao's jade body with a pair of black eyes, and looked up and down.

"What?" Jiang Fuyao asked with a creepy chest that was stared at by Meng Yingchang.

"It's not good! It's just that this princess, now I suspect that among all the spiritual and physical bones present in this whole anxiety relief wine shop, that is, the poorest little handyman. He stole it!" Meng Yingqiang said deliberately intermittently.

During the conversation, I saw her barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang, stretching out the index finger of her right jade hand straight, pointing at all the spirits present in the Anxiety Relief Wine Shop. Then she kept turning her jade body, and every moment her index finger, the spirit body she pointed to, was changing in a different way. Finally, when her words fell, the index finger that rotated so much that it couldn't stop pointed at the little handyman Fu Huanjing, and it no longer rotated in a circle, but froze and stopped in one place.

"Impossible!"

"There's no way he's going to steal the purse!"

"As far as I know, he's a good man!"

............

For a while, everyone in the Anxiety Relief Tavern in the Netherworld Ghost Capital began to talk about it. However, after sorting out their words a little, what they extracted was the same meaning, that little handyman Fu Huanjing was absolutely impossible to steal, and she was a savage princess Meng Ying's exquisite purse.

"Didn't you hear it! Our princess in the illusionary world, you are very wrong now, he is absolutely impossible, it is the spirit who stole your purse. Personally, I think well, because of the unreasonable slander you just made to him, you must bow down and apologize to him!" Jiang Fu shook his chest and forced Meng Yingyan to force.

"Apologize to him, a shameless thief? This is really a ridiculous joke in the world! He should have knelt down and begged for forgiveness from this princess! All of you here, the ancients once said that people's hearts are separated from their bellies. Little handyman, you just hand it over obediently! Hopefully, when the princess is in a good mood, she will no longer care about this matter. Meng Yingqiang pushed Jiang Fuyao away and said with a smile to Huan Jing.

"Okay! I've said everything. An ancient man who was hurriedly passing by in front of her eyes hid her face and wept.

"I didn't steal your purse, what do you want me to pay? Look at this pocket, no! Look at this pocket............" The little handyman Fu Huanjing was full of grievances and rummaged through the only two pockets he had in his body to clear himself of the accusation.

The handyman Fu Huanjing's handyman clothes only had two shabby pockets, and after he turned one pocket inside out for everyone to see, he went to dig through the other one.

Suddenly, Fu Huanjing found that there was an extra bulging exquisite purse in his pocket, so he immediately tightened his pocket.

"What are you looking at? You're going to dig it out quickly?" Meng Yingqiang, who saw that the treacherous plan had succeeded, asked persistently.

"Yes, little brat, you are still rubbing something, hurry up and dig it out, so that you can prove your innocence! I believe you must not have stolen her beautiful purse. Jiang Fuyao urged.

"What are you waiting for, take it out!" Meng Yingqiang said in an aggravated tone.

"Don't force me!" shouted the little handyman Fu Huanjing, trembling all over his body and sweating coldly.

"What are you afraid of, little boy! Anyway, you didn't steal, I'll help you dig it out!" Jiang Fuyao continued to persuade.

Jiang Fuyao immediately walked slowly towards Fu Huanjing, stretching out his hands to help him dig through another pocket.

"Don't come here!" Fu Huanjing suddenly shouted at Jiang Fuyao.

Fu Huanjing, who was clenching his pockets, knew that at this time, even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to wash away the slander on his body, and he didn't want to affect Jiang Fuyao, whom he had loved for a long time, so he planned to escape from the lobby door of the Anxiety Relief Wine Shop behind him.

"Take it!" Meng Yingqiang, who saw that Fu Huanjing intended to escape, immediately commanded loudly to a burly guard behind her.

But he never thought that the little handyman Fu Huanjing had just escaped to the door of the Anxiety Relief Wine Workshop, and was captured by the negative knife behind Meng Yingqiang.

"Little handyman, take it out obediently!" Meng Yingqiang bowed forward and sneered.

At this time, although Fu Huanjing was caught by Jin Yuan, his left hand was still clasping his pocket, as if he was with the worn-out pocket tailor.

"No, I just didn't steal it! What do you want me to take?" Fu Huanjing said unyieldingly.

Jin Yuan grabbed Fu Huanjing's right arm, and was pulling hard, and he desperately clasped the left hand in his pocket.

"Okay! Princess Ben respects you as a true man! Jinyuan, stop breaking it up! Give Princess Ben directly, cut off his left hand for me!" Meng Yingqiang scolded loudly.

"Ahh

"Little brat!no!" Jiang Fuyao hurriedly went to help Fu Huanjing stop the wound and cried loudly.

In the blink of an eye, all the spirits present in the Anxiety Relief Wine Workshop were shocked and speechless.

Jiang Fuyao pounced on her "little brat", and immediately tore off her precious skirt silk scarf, tied it into a ball of scarf yarn, and wrapped it around Fu Huanjing's severed hand, trying to stop the huge blood pillars that were spraying everywhere.

"Jinyuan, hurry up and break his left hand, let the big guy take a closer look to see if he has stolen the princess's exquisite purse. Meng Ying Qiangyun sat upright lightly and commanded.

"Subordinates obey!" replied to Jin Yuan with his hands spread out and staggered up and down on one knee.

As the burly servant Jin Yuan forcefully broke open the fingers of Fu Huanjing's broken left hand that fell to the ground, a bulging exquisite phantom woman purse appeared in front of the spirits of the Liberation Tavern.

"Princess Qiyu, please take a look!" said the burly servant Jin Yuan, kneeling down on one knee and presenting her hands to Meng Yingqiang's lost exquisite purse.

"Yo he! I never thought of it! I didn't see you for a while, and you were even more puffed up than before. It seems that you have already more than ten small summer coins now!Then let this princess, come and see, how many small summer coins do you have?" Meng Yingqiang laughed in surprise.

"You female devil!" Jiang Fuyao cried and scolded the seriously injured Fu Huanjing in his arms to the cold-blooded and ruthless Meng Yingqiang.

"Female devil? Now you, a muddy man with big breasts and a low face, do you know that you regret it? Wasn't it you just now, shouting again and again to restore black and white, and return to the right and the opposite? Now he Fu Huanjing is black, and my dream Yingchang is white! In addition, there is another thing that the father wants to say, this exquisite purse, in an instant, there are forty extra small summer coins for no reason, how many customers' purses does he Fu Huanjing steal on weekdays? Isn't this bullying honest people?" Meng Yingqiang smashed the bulging hard purse in her hand viciously on Jiang Fuyao's face and asked angrily.

"I just didn't steal!" said Fu Huanjing, who was bleeding profusely.

The spirits in the Anxiety Relief Wine Workshop, who blamed themselves for watching people go away, retreated, they probably couldn't see such a bloody and violent scene, for fear that they would wake up in the middle of the night with nightmares.

Now in this huge anxiety-relieving wine shop, only the unruly princess Meng Yingqiang, who likes to play with human life, Fu Huanjing, a tavern handyman who is about to die, and Jiang Fuyao, the wine maid who has already cried tears, are the three of them.

"Oh! By the way, I forgot to tell you this, Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess with big breasts and a low chest in the Netherworld Beihai! As for that purse, it is this princess, who put it in his own hand before, and he Fu Huanjing put it in his left pocket. Meng Yingqiang bowed and whispered softly in Jiang Fuyao's ear.

"Why, why?" asked Jiang Fuyao, who was in tears, tugging at the hem of Meng Yingyan's skirt.

"What's so great about the big milk! The big milk is cheap!" Meng Yingqiang lifted her small breasts and kicked them away, Jiang Fuyao said.

Meng Yingqiang slowly walked out of the Anxiety Relief Wine Shop and disappeared into the dark night where she couldn't see her fingers.

"Ignore her! she's a madwoman in the attic, as long as you're spiritually healthy. Fu Huanjing felt a little relieved and said with a smile.

"Why are you so stupid?" Jiang Fuyao hugged Fu Huanjing and cried bitterly in his bottomless ravine.

"I'm not stupid to be Fu Huanjing! Being held so tightly in my arms by you after shaking the ghost, I am about to die of happiness, it turns out that your arms are so warm. I'm so cold, I really want to be like this, to be held by you forever............" Fu Guojing said with a smile on his face.

"Little brat, as long as you promise not to leave me again, I promise you! Jiang Fuyao cried.

"I promise you, I ............," Fu Huanjing said with a tear of regret in the corner of his reluctant eyes.

"Little brat, you promised me that you wouldn't leave me. You promised me ............" Jiang Fuyao hugged Fu Huanjing's gradually cold body more and more tightly, and cried out loudly.

At the end of the song, the people dispersed, and the queen of Fuyao was very satisfied with Fu Huanjing's performance, so she let him go.

Fu Huanjing never expected that this Fuyao Ghost, who gave the Great Elder of the Yunding Sword Sect Murong Bo a headache, would be so easy to coax. He Fu Huanjing just used the Tianji Stone to fill the old wine in a new bottle on Murong Bo's coaxing skills many years ago, and added such a vulgar love story, which made her cry after shaking the ghost.

"Stinky boy, I really didn't expect that you, who died in marriage, could still make this ghost queen feel so much, unforgettable. After shaking the ghost, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and thanked her.

"Sister Ghost Queen, I understand the truth, but you have been sticking out your three-foot-long tongue and licking my spiritual bones. I just don't know, what kind of trouble are you going to make here?" Fu Huanjing asked in a low voice pretending to be calm.

"Stinky boy, don't worry! Sister, I won't eat you, I want you to go for me, hurt the heart of Murong Luanjie, the daughter of Murong Bo, who has a bad heart! After shaking the ghost, the ghost claw stretched out, and put the regretful tears that fell on the ground into the dust bag and said.

"Sister Ghost Queen, I know, I will do my best to Fu Huanjing, and there will be a period later. "Fu Huanjing's Imperial Sword, the Divine Sword of the Heavens, said goodbye.

Fu Huanjing, who returned to the Jingxin Wine Workshop, continued to write the Illusory Chronicles Ceremony, and practiced boxing on the third floor.

Master Tiefutu recently heard that the aura of the Qing Ying Divine Sword reappeared in the Soul Death Lake after many years, so he was worried all day long.

Observing the subtle Fu Huanjing, he naturally knew that the master must have taken a fancy to the huge aura of the divine sword, so he secretly planned to use the power of the Tianji Stone again to help the master get this favorite.

As soon as the Chaos Sword Pavilion was farewell, Murong Luanjie missed the down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing very much, and the tea and rice were so uncomfortable that she couldn't sleep and eat.

Although she Murong Luanjie likes to bully Fu Huanjing on weekdays, she already has a secret affection for him in her heart.

I remember that when the Chaos Sword Pavilion was farewell, the beauty of the illusory world was in tears, which made the great elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, Murong Bo, feel distressed.

"Did you figure it out?" asked the Dark Squire Futu.

"No, why do people in the Illusory Realm like to gamble money and guess the size of the dice to change their luck?" Fu Huan asked puzzled.

"Stinky boy, guess the word, you can take it apart and look at it. Guessing is blindness, without any basis and no reason. If you kid wants to test it, there must be a standard, which means you have to have a basis. The Dark Servant Futu explained.