After a while, Fu Huanjing deeply realized his mistake and couldn't kill innocents for his own personal grudges.

In order to get rid of his anger, Fu Huanjing went to Bodhi Temple to meditate for half a month.

In the past half a month, Fu Huanjing, while calming down, used the Tianji Stone to finally browse the finale of the Sword Emperor Qin Duya.

The blood-drinking knife is like a person, and there is a soul, although the body of the knife is destroyed, but the soul returns to Heluo.

"Heluo, haven't you heard of it, can you eat it?" Qin Duya asked Lin Xuewu.

"Look at my Lingxue Sword, do you want to take a bite?" Lin Xuewu said angrily.

The river refers to the Yellow River, Luo is the Luoshui, and the so-called Heluo is the junction of these two big rivers.

One day, the ghost king of Heluo, Yin Er, was wandering around the land of Heluo.

Suddenly, the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea Jiang was charming, and she landed in the land of Heluo, ignoring the existence of the dignified Heluo Ghost King, and played in the water.

The short-tempered Yin Eryan naturally couldn't bear such humiliation, so he held the Heluo Thunder Axe in his hand and wanted to chop it with an axe.

How could it be that the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea was extraordinary, and the Heluo Ghost King couldn't bear to do it, pretended to be an axe to chop mosquitoes, and left with his back.

"No, this Heluo land is my territory, how can I allow her East China Sea Dragon Mother to be presumptuous here!" Yin Eryan muttered to himself.

"Ghost Talisman"

The Heluo Ghost King shouted, and dragged the East China Sea Dragon Mother out of the water of Heluo.

"Why?, so stingy?" Jiang Yanmei asked.

"You are the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea, don't stay in the boundless East China Sea, what are you doing in my Heluo land?" asked Yin Eryan with a stinky face.

"Dragon Yuan Crystal Soul"

The Dragon Mother of the East China Sea whispered, only to see the dragon yuan in her body, emitting colorful light, calming the surging water of Heluo.

"I miss you! Dead ghost!" Jiang Yanmei used her glamorous technique to seduce the Heluo Ghost King.

"I'm not familiar! Get out! Goodbye!" "Heluo Ghost King Yin Eryan looked at him with his eyes and sternly refused.

Fate, wonderful!

The artifact of the Heluo Ghost King is the Heluo Thunder Axe, and the artifact of the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea is the East China Sea Purple Gold Gong. Seeing that the two of them are not compatible, the two artifacts are up to you.

Therefore, the blood-drinking sword was not the first divine weapon with a soul.

As early as in ancient times, the Heluo Thunder Axe and the East China Sea Purple Gold Hammer, these two divine weapons have both souls and souls.

Over time, under the mediation of their respective divine soldiers, the two were no longer so hostile to each other.

When Jiang Yanmei and Yin Eryan communicated heart-to-heart, she heard that he was the ghost king of Heluo, which made the Four Realms frightened, but he had also experienced many dangerous tribulations, which made her admire him even deeper.

Today's Heluo Ghost King is infinitely beautiful, but he didn't know that his parents died when he was young, and he was born with a bad spirit, so he was forced to be a little demon ghost.

Maybe it's the proverb that if you want to be a hero, you must die to your parents, blessing our little ghost king Yin Er. By chance, he apprenticed to the Great Immortal of the East Fence and learned the Supreme Immortal Method.

As he continued to grow older, the little ghost king Yin Er invaded the Netherworld Altar in the east, plundered the Buddhist holy land in the west, the paradise of the human world in Nanping, and swept the traitors in the god realm in the north.

Now more than thirty years old, the ghost king of Heluo, Yin Eryan, can never go back to the Xuanjia Temple of Dongli Daxian. Because he has caused too many disasters over the years, the Great Immortal of Dongli is afraid of being enemies with the beings of the Six Realms, and he has long since denied him as a criminal.

Jiang Yanmei, the dragon mother of the East China Sea, was born in the dragon clan, and was born with a charming atmosphere, but she is also a lone star.

Jiang Yanmei, the dragon mother of the East China Sea, who is now sought after by tens of thousands of people, was also a little unlucky person who was bullied everywhere. As the youngest daughter of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Jiang Yanmei never felt the warmth of the family for a moment when she was young, and she needed to watch out for all kinds of deadly traps of her sisters everywhere.

It is also strange to say that the endless tribulation for Jiang Yanmei has increased her divine realm cultivation, which has allowed her to survive tenaciously.

Let's talk about her great achievements in the East China Sea Dragon Mother Jiang Yanmei, she once slashed the Demon Realm Monarch Moon Worship Ancestor, fought the thousand-year-old scourge of the Immortal Realm Long Yue Hengzun, swallowed the calamity of all beings in the human world on the left, and captured the resentment and hatred of the Netherworld Ghost Realm on the right.

In other words, it means that he, the Heluo Ghost King, Yin Er, can only sigh in the horns of the Demon Realm, and her East China Sea Dragon Mother Jiang Yanmei is now the great master of the Three Realms of Humans, Gods and Immortals.

"Write that a flower blooms, nestled in the red dust, blowing a gentle wind. Buckle a line of poetry to wake up a curtain of fine water. When I think of it, I think of it, and I am waiting for you under the fate of a window. Hold on to eternity, as promised. From now on, I would like to accompany you to the end of the years. Yin Eryan hugged Jiang Yanmei and said to him to show his love in his heart.

"You make me feel disgusting!" Jiang Yanmei pretended to be reserved, wanting to capture her.

"Then you will die!" said Ye Luming, the Supreme of the Demon Realm, who appeared out of thin air.

I saw that the supreme Ye Luming of the Demon Realm was holding a dragon spear, and with one shot, he broke the dragon yuan in the body of Jiang Yanmei, the dragon mother of the East China Sea.

"Could it be ............," Yin Eryan suddenly realized.

"That's right! It's your Ghost Talisman and her Dragon Yuan Crystal Essence that have made me merge into one and reunite my Soul Yuan. Oh! I forgot to thank you both, thank you so much!" said the Demon Venerable Spear God Yelu Ming bowed in thanks.

"Demon Venerable Spear God Ye Lu Ming, you are really a little clever ghost! You can even think of resetting the plane, traveling to the ancient period, and reuniting the soul element with the help of divine power. Awesome! Awesome!" Qin Duya walked out with a sword, Lin Xuewu also flew out with a sword, and the two clapped their hands in unison and praised the Demon Venerable Spear God in front of them, Ye Luming.

Just now, Qin Duya took the opportunity to reset himself to the plane, and the Blood Drink Knife that had been reborn was returned to his hands again.

"It's not the two of you who forced me, in fact, I don't want to toss like this, how can God be unfair. Ye Luming scolded.

"Don't curse! If you have something to say, we won't bully the weak. Qin Duya and Lin Xuewu put their swords together and laughed.

"Do you want to come to that sword dance again? I'll tell you, that move doesn't hurt me in the slightest now. Ye Luming laughed with the ghost talisman and the dragon yuan crystal spirit spell in his mouth.

Before the two of them could use the combination of skills, they were trapped and locked by this spell, and they couldn't move.

"Hey, I said, Time Walker, when were you blind, are you really the two of us?" asked the Heluo Ghost King and the East China Sea Dragon Mother with a dissatisfied expression.

"What, the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea, you didn't even die?" asked Ye Luming in shock.

"Little brother, do you know how to phanturize? I, the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea, am the founder of this illusion technique. The Dragon Mother of the East China Sea laughed.

"What's the matter? Can the ancient gods ignore any mana damage?" Ye Luming said aggrievedly.

"Yes, the ancient gods could do whatever they wanted. Later, I will first use the Heluo Thunder Axe to break his soul element. Then, you use the East China Sea Purple Gold Gong to break his soul element. "Heluo Ghost King Yin Eryan said confidently.

"Got it, he'll be better. Jiang Yanmei, the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea, echoed.

At this time, Yeluming completely collapsed, it was a complete collapse.

"Who did I kill, and who killed me?" muttered to Ye Luming, the Demon Venerable Spear God, who was already mad.

Such a supreme demon world, the legend of the spear god, was actually a crazy demon who was played by these two ancient gods.

"What do you say?" Qin Duya and Lin Xuewu, who were trapped, together with Yin Eryan and Jiang Yanmei, who were snuggled together, asked together.

"It's me, kill me!" Ye Luming, the Demon Venerable Spear God, suddenly realized.

Suddenly, the two lovers couldn't stop laughing. Such a result was really ridiculous and unexpected for the four of them.

"Let's do it!" the four said to Yeluming.

"I never thought of it! My Demon Venerable Spear God Yelu Ming's soul element was broken by a knife, a sword, and a halberd, and now he wants me to break my own soul element with my own gun. Ye Luming sighed with emotion.

Subsequently, Ye Luming did not hesitate at all, and when he lifted the Dragon Divine Spear, he broke his soul element with one shot.

It's okay now, the swords, guns, swords, and halberds have all broken Yeluming's soul element once.

With the disappearance of the Demon Venerable Spear God Yelu Ming, the trapped two people quickly got out.

The two ancient gods who were so crooked in front of them that they were about to die that they were still in you and me, regardless of the two of them.

"Let's go, the matter of my human world is not over!" Qin Duya took Lin Xuewu's hand and said.

"I'm not leaving, my leg hurts, you carry me, people have to lift me high!" Lin Xuewu was given a look by Jiang Yanmei and said to Qin Duya.

"I love to go or not, sir, I still have a terrible back pain! I don't see anyone beating me for me. Qin Duya was puzzled.

"Okay, Brother Ya, this is what you said yourself, don't come to the fairy world to look for me in the future. Lin Xuewu was cried fiercely by Qin Duya, hiding her face and weeping, and the sword flew back to the sword path immortal realm, crying and crying.

"You're such an elm pimple head, don't get your way. Women are used for love, not for venting personal anger. What a big fool!" Jiang Yanmei, the Dragon Mother of the East China Sea, blamed Qin Duya.

"I want you to take care of it! The two ancient gods know all day long that they are obsessed with love, and it is a shame!" Qin Duya said as if he had not heard it.

"Husband, he bullied me!" Jiang Yanmei hid her face and wept.

"Little brother, I don't think you have been hacked by the Heluo Thunder Axe. Yin Er was furious and slashed at Qin Duya with an axe.

"Don't, don't, don't!" I saw Qin Duya holding his hands in the air, as if he was resisting something.

"Oh, it turns out that this is all a dream! scared me to death, Sister Xue Wu?" Qin Duya, who had woken up, searched around for Lin Xue Wu and shouted.

Qin Duya touched his back and found that the bloody sword was gone, could it really be that the knife was back to Heluo?

After a long time, Qin Duya found Lin Xuewu by the stream in Yunshui Village.

Suddenly, the Lingxue Sword behind Lin Xuewu was already hungry and thirsty, and it broke through the sky with one sword.

"Emperor Tiangang"

Qin Duya came to Lin Xuewu and hugged her tightly.

When he woke up from a dream, Qin Duya found that Lin Xuewu was so indispensable to him.

"Brother Ya, what's wrong with you?" Lin Xuewu asked.

"It's okay, I'm just afraid I'll lose you again. Qin Duya slowly let go of Lin Xuewu and said.

"Brother Ya, I just used my fingers to probe the depth of this dream-like stream, and found that not far ahead is the hidden sword mound of the Tiangang Divine Sword. Lin Xuewu said.

"It's so good, with the Heavenly Gang Divine Sword, the day when my blood-drinking sword will be reforged is not far away. Qin Duya was pleasantly surprised.

The two of them didn't dare to delay for a moment, and Edgeworth flew to the ancient capital of Tiangang.

When the two of them arrived outside the gate of the ancient capital, they had to wait outside the gate due to the huge sword qi barrier.

The Demon Venerable Spear God Ye Luming, although he was shot by himself, broke the soul element. But his father, Dongfang Killing God, before he died, gave him the Ring Soul Finger, a finger to gather the soul.

In other words, Ye Luming's soul element was temporarily gathered in his soul ring finger, and it took a chance to reshape his body.

The ancient capital of Tiangang, it was originally the territory of Emperor Tiangang. Unexpectedly, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor suddenly held a god-killing Buddha sword, and slashed the Tiangang Emperor's Tiangang Divine Sword with one sword.

Next, Emperor Tiangang was imprisoned by the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, within the three thousand thunderbolts of the Netherworld Ghost Realm. The Tiangang Divine Sword, which was split in two, was buried in the Tiangang Sword Tomb.

Now this huge Tiangang Ancient Capital is naturally the territory of his Netherworld Ghost Emperor.

"I don't know what the two immortal friends want to do when they come to my Tiangang Ancient Capital?"

"If you borrow the Tiangang City Lord's Tiangang Divine Sword, he will be thanked in the future!" Qin Duya said loudly.

"Two immortal friends, I'm afraid you're in the wrong place! There is no Tiangang Divine Sword here, but there is one Killing God and Buddha Killing Knife. "The Nether Ghost Emperor threatened the two with a knife.

"The sword aura is dominant!" Lin Xuewu, the sword path fairy, hated others threatening her the most, and she rose into the air and shouted at the Nether Ghost Emperor.

In an instant, I saw that Lin Xue dancing Lingxue sword, and with one move of sword aura, he broke the supreme sword intent of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor.

"It's too violent!" Qin Duya said angrily, covering his nose that had been accidentally injured by the sword qi.

"Two immortal friends, sure enough, the hero is a young man, please here!" The Netherworld Ghost Emperor, who was frightened, lifted the sword qi barrier around the ancient capital of Tiangang, and invited the two people under the city.

The two of them led the way in front of the head of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, and after a while, they arrived in front of the Tiangang Divine Sword.

"Crippled?" Qin Duya asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's been broken for thousands of years, and no one can restore it. The Nether Ghost Emperor said.

"Brother Ya, how is this good?" Lin Xuewu asked.

"The East China Sea Jiao Gentian, the South Yue Immeasurable Heart, the West Covering the Heavens, the North Great Wall Head, and the Nine Cities of Zhongzhou. These five things must be in place for me to reforge the Heavenly Gang Divine Sword. Qin Duya sighed.

"Immortal friends, are you joking?, these five pieces of the Six Realms Supreme Treasures, all gathered together, I'm afraid it's a hundred times more difficult than opening the world!"

"Frog at the bottom of the well, you know what it means to be tribulated. My brother Ya is a strong sword intent who has been defeated and is a legend of the Four Realms of Humans, Gods, Demons and Immortals. Therefore, these five treasures, he will definitely gather them soon. Lin Xuewu looked at Qin Duya confidently and said to the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, who was as timid as a mouse.

"Tiangang City Lord, I will accept this Tiangang remnant sword for the time being. When the broken sword is reforged, the juniors should come to the door to thank you!" Qin Duya used a dust-free bag to accept the remnant sword and said to the Netherworld Ghost Emperor.

"Immortal friends, if you like it, take it. What else do you want to say thank you, it's too much to see!" The Netherworld Ghost Emperor, who was held around his neck by Lin Xuewu with the Lingxue Sword, didn't dare to move, and smiled bitterly at Qin Duya.

After bidding farewell to the ancient capital of Tiangang, the two soon arrived in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, looking for the dragon gull of the East China Sea.

"Hey, I said, you two don't look around, the East China Sea Jiao Gentian is in my hands. I don't know the two of you, how do we do business?" said Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

"What kind of deal?" Qin Duya and Lin Xuewu, the two of them stopped and rummaged through the objects around Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and sat beside him and asked.

"Don't hide it, although I am the master of this East China Sea Dragon Palace, I am very afraid of my wife. "Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, vomited bitterness.

"And then?" asked Lin Xuewu.

"I just want to talk to you about the shemale sadomasochism that I witnessed many years ago. This old thing, buried in my heart for a long time, if I don't take it out to dry, it will almost turn into dust. Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, said.

"Shemale sadomasochism?" Qin Duya asked with a look of disgust.

"Yes, that's right! is a weak young prince of the Terran Race, and a love affair with a dragonfly banshee. Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, said.

"Old Dragon King, I'm very sorry! We are really busy now, and when the two of us are free in the future, we will definitely visit your old man's house and listen to your long conversation for a few days and nights. Lin Xuewu politely refused.

"That's right, I'm really busy!" Qin Duya echoed.

"I'm sorry, it's late! Now, you two have to listen!" Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, swallowed it in one gulp, and said the East China Sea Jiao Gentian in his hand.

"Brother Ya, you go! I don't think his dragon blood will dirty my Lingxue sword. Lin Xuewu said dissatisfied.

"Come on, old dragon king, don't force me! If you honestly spit it out, that flower of the East China Sea Jiao Gentian will spare you from dying!" Qin Duya pressed the blood drinking knife against the neck of Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

"Emperor, he threatens me, you can do it!" said Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, to Zhuge Yunting, the Emperor of the God Realm.

Suddenly, Zhuge Yunting, the emperor of the God Realm, appeared in front of the three of them.

"How is that possible!, we're chatting and talking!" Lin Xuewu laughed.

"That's right, the two of us heard about him, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Yunling, was empty and lonely, so we came to talk to him to relieve his worries. We were both more than willing to listen to him tell the story of the old story of the ladyboy's sadomasochism. Qin Duya hugged the old dragon king and laughed.

"Okay, then I won't get in the way, you two!" said Zhuge Yunting, the Emperor of the Divine Realm.

The Emperor of the Divine Realm disappeared in front of the three of them, and he didn't know where he was going.

"Old Dragon King, I'll kill you with one sword, do you believe it or not?" Qin Duya immediately roared.

"Old Dragon King, I want your life with a sword, do you believe it or not?" Lin Xuewu pulled out the Ling Xue Sword and threatened.

"Oh, yes, there's another sentence I forgot to say. What are you two going to do?" asked the Divine Realm Emperor who suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.

"Don't do anything, I just want to let the old dragon king help me palm my eyes and see if my treasure knife is a peerless treasure knife. Qin Duya fiddled with the blood drinking knife in his hand and laughed.

"Don't do anything, I also want the old dragon king to help me palm my eyes and see if my sword is a peerless sword. Lin Xuewu looked at the Ling Xue Sword in her hand and laughed.

"That's good, that's good. I have one more thing to say, I'm not targeting the two of you, all beings in the Six Realms are rubbish. If you dare to bully the old dragon king again, you should be like this, and you will not regain your appearance. "The Emperor of the Divine Realm, Zhuge Yunting, didn't say much, broke off one of the old dragon king's dragon horns with his bare hands, and threatened the two of them.

Before the words fell, Zhuge Yunting, the emperor of the God Realm, disappeared without a trace.

"Does it hurt?" Lin Xuewu said with distressed tears.

"It hurts, but it doesn't matter, this is all a concrete manifestation of his care for our subordinates, Zhuge Yunting, the emperor of the God Realm. The old dragon king said with severe pain.

"Well, the two of us would like to listen to that sadomasochistic past of yours. Please take some silk scarves and wrap them around the broken corners of your dragon horns. Qin Duya cried and comforted.

"No, it's out of the way, I'm not afraid of pain. The old dragon king talked and laughed.

"Who cares if you're afraid of pain! The dragon blood that spurted out of you splashed my face, bring me some silk scarves, and I wiped my face. Qin Duya said angrily.

"Alright, alright, alright, I'll go!" said the old dragon king.

Ao Yunling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, quickly brought some silk scarves, wiped the dragon blood residue on his face for the brave young man Qin Duya, and wrapped the broken dragon horns of his own.

With the support of Zhuge Yunting, the emperor of the God Realm, the old dragon king was not afraid of heaven and earth, scratched his head, and brushed his thoughts.

"Are you two ready, Old Dragon King, I'm going to talk about it!" the old Dragon King asked with a smile at the two people in front of him.

"Get ready!" Qin Duya and Lin Xuewu laughed bitterly in unison.

"Take it out!" the old dragon king said with a serious face to Qin Duya.

"Take out what?" Qin Duya said puzzled.

"What else could it be, of course it's the Heavenly Machine Stone!, you two, don't you really want the old dragon king and me to talk about it! Old Dragon King, I'm not stupid! With the image projected by the Heavenly Machine Stone, why should I bother with those lips and tongues!" the old dragon king smiled at the two of them.

"All right! Here you go, all for you. Qin Duya was forced by the invisible pressure from the God Realm Emperor Zhuge Yunting, so he had no choice but to obediently take out the small piece of Heavenly Machine Stone from his arms and said.

A dragon palace, two dragons playing with pearls, three people watching movies, no one around, and mixed tastes.

During the Yuande period, in the intriguing temple, after the tragic nine sons seized the heir, there were only two princes left! They were Guan Gu, the third prince who had the world in mind, and Guan Gu, the nine prince who was weak.

According to the royal etiquette, the third prince Guan Gu disciplined himself, and was naturally promoted to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The Nine Emperor Princes Guan Gu was free, in order to avoid the open guns and hidden arrows of His Royal Highness the new prince, he stayed away from the deceitful court and hid in the Nine Shadows Cloud Valley.

"Childe, are you really willing to give up the life of the prince with fine clothes and fine food?" the guard bronze hammer asked him unwillingly.

"Naturally, I am very tired, and I don't want to see each other's relatives killing each other. Now, after living in this Nine Clouds Valley for a period of time, I suddenly found that I should have come here a long time ago and lived the rest of my life. The Nine Emperor Princes, Guan Gu Xiaoyao, closed his eyes tightly, breathed in the fragrant aura of the valley and smiled.

"Then who, where are you looking! You're talking about you, you've just been here for a short time! You're not very particular about it! You don't know the old rules here, right?" asked the dragonfly banshee's eldest grandson, Furong, holding a walking staff in her hand, and shouted at Guan Gu.

"Girl, what are the old rules? Xiaosheng has never heard of it, and I hope you can spread it. Guan Gu asked with a carefree salute.

"This old rule means, in this huge valley of the Nine Hidden Clouds, I plant this tree, I cultivate this grass, if you want to live here for a long time, you must honor my valley master a few treasures every day. "The eldest grandson, Furong, is serious nonsense.

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense again, eat me with a knife!" the guard bronze hammer angrily held the knife and slashed at the eldest grandson Furong and roared angrily.

"Sure!" said the eldest grandson, Furong, yawning, and gently pointed her right hand at the guard's bronze hammer.

"Let go of me, you enchantress!" said the guard Bronze Hammer bitterly.

"Xiaosheng knows his mistake! I will go to the room to get some treasures, and hope that the lady will not hold grudges against the attendants again. Guan Gu Xiaoyao said.

"It's good to be interested, go get it!" said the eldest grandson, Furong, with her back against her walking pole and a piece of grass in her mouth.

Soon, the Nine Emperor Princes, Guan Gu, took out a pair of expensive jade artifacts from the house.

Furong, the eldest grandson of the valley lord, took the treasure and was about to turn around and leave when he was satisfied.

But the Nine Emperors couldn't bear the beauty to leave, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the walking stick, wanting to keep the eldest grandson Furong.

Suddenly, I saw a withered hiking stick, which instantly transformed into a sword of affection.

The Nine Emperor Princes accidentally pulled out the dragonfly banshee's sword of affection, which made her extremely happy.

It turned out that the dragonfly banshee was originally an ant at the feet of the Queen Mother of the fairy world. Because she ate the peach residue dropped by the queen mother, over time, she cultivated into a dragonfly banshee.

The dragonfly banshee, envious of the worldly love, stole the queen mother's sword of affection, and waited for her to pull it out.

Although the Nine Emperor Princes didn't know why, the eldest grandson of the valley lord, Furong, who was previously arrogant and unreasonable, suddenly became a bird. But he thought that he would live here for a long time in the future, and he would not be wrong to have a good relationship with the valley owner.

Over time, the weak prince Guan Gu was free, and the dragonfly banshee's eldest grandson, Furong, the two fell in love for a long time and formed a relationship.

Suddenly, the Jue Dynasty was in turmoil, and the princes from all over the country rose up and rebelled against the imperial court.

Hearing that his father's fate was on the verge of death, His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes immediately drove his horse and galloped to the imperial city of King Qin.

The dragonfly banshee, naturally, couldn't bear to be alone in danger, so she followed closely and waited for the opportunity to move.

When he saw his father and queen's Nine Emperor Sons, he found that all of this was just a conspiracy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Guan Gu to discipline himself.

Today's Jue Dynasty has long existed in name only, and the dream of the emperor of the Dream Dynasty wanted to eradicate the roots of the princes of the Jue Dynasty, so he pretended to agree to the exchange conditions of His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Shoot the arrows!"

With the order of Meng Liunian, all the soldiers fired thousands of arrows. The two handsome princes of the Dajue Dynasty in the past were stabbed and shot into a pile of meat paste, which was miserable.

"The flag is lowered on the Great Imperial City, and only the beautiful woman stands on the wall. 180,000 people unloaded their armor, and no one in the country was a man. If there really is such a day, then where is the corpse of your Guan Gu Xiaoyao, where my eldest grandson Furong will stand. "The eldest grandson of the dragonfly banshee, Furong, cried loudly to Guan Gu, the Nine Emperor Prince, who was indirectly killed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Guan Gu.

Seeing that the dragonfly banshee had such a deep affection for the weak prince, Meng Liunian immediately ordered the two to go to Huangquan together, so that they would not feel lonely with each other.

Suddenly, I saw that the sword of affection gathered the angry blood of the weak prince, and the tears of regret of the dragonfly banshee, and the spiritual power was strong and abnormal. The tens of thousands of flying arrows were all broken by its blocking, and they were instantly turned into ashes.

The eldest grandson Furong, who showed the true body of the dragonfly banshee, held the sword of affection, disciplined himself to Guan Gu behind the dream of flowing years, and killed the past.

"Get out of the way!" shouted to the eldest grandson, Furong, to Meng Liunian.

Meng Liunian dodged in response, and Guan Gu Liu's true body behind him was slashed in half by the powerful sword qi of the dragonfly banshee, and his death was transparent.

It turned out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was standing next to the Nine Emperor Prince Guan Gu Xiaoyao just now, was just a death row prisoner who disguised himself as him.

Seeing that the dragonfly banshee fairy method is outstanding, she knows that her million male teachers are difficult to hurt in the slightest. Dream of the year, and the countless soldiers, all bow down to it.

Seeing that her husband was already a puddle of meat, the dragonfly banshee's eldest grandson, Furong, held her beloved son in her arms, and walked with the sword of affection, so she said goodbye to everyone in her dreams.

After coming to the fantasy world, the dragonfly banshee went incognito and concentrated on raising her and the weak prince Guan Gu Xiaoyao's love crystallization - the eldest grandson forgot her love.

Twenty years later, the eldest grandson has forgotten his feelings and has grown into a supreme in the demon world.

As for the brave young man Qin Duya, he danced with the sword fairy Lin Xue. After listening to the old dragon king's "shemale sadomasochism", the two took the East China Sea Jiao gentian lightly. Subsequently, the two of them captured the immeasurable heart of Nanyue, the palm of the sky covering the sky in the west, the head of the Great Wall in the north, and the back of the nine cities in Zhongzhou.

The recast Tiangang Divine Sword has boundless mana. Qin Duya injected the Heavenly Gang Divine Sword into countless domineering and vertical qi in his body. Subsequently, within the Six Realms, the First Divine Soldier Blood Drinking Death Knife appeared!

In the end, Qin Duya, the Soul Emperor, and Lin Xuewu, the sword fairy, decided to live incognito, live in the forest for a long time, and live a life of immortals without shame.

"Stinky boy, do you have any gains?" asked the Dark Attendant Futu.

"No, the apprentice just used it as a bedtime reading material when he was tired, could it be that the old man realized some truth, master?" Fu Huanjing stretched and said.

"Stinky boy, the teacher doesn't care about your children's books, but I'm just worried that you promised Ruan Qingting before that you would go shopping with her in this bustling street market tonight. I wonder if that stupid beautiful woman in the human realm is still waiting for your kid to go?" said the Dark Servant Futu.

Fu Huanjing, who only cared about writing the Illusory Realm Chronicles, forgot his previous promise and left in a hurry.

Fu Huanjing soon arrived at the place agreed with Ruan Qingting before, but he couldn't find her whereabouts.

There was a bitter teahouse not far away, and the hall was full of people, which immediately attracted Fu Huanjing's attention.

Fu Huanjing walked in slowly, and sure enough, he saw Ruan Qingting, who was curious, listening carefully to the anecdotes told by a white-haired old man.

"Old gentleman, you said that he drank three rounds and killed one person, wouldn't he get drunk?" Fu Huanjing asked.

"Joke! A dignified general, taking the head of the enemy in the midst of thousands of troops, what is the fear of the three rounds of spirits?" the white-haired old man laughed.

"Old man, your old man is not the commander who was in the limelight back then, how do you know how much he drinks, why is he not drunk?" Fu Huanjing said unrelentingly.

"Little brother, the old man is going to ask you, you are not the general who is admired by all the people, how can you know that he is not good at drinking, and he will definitely be drunk and not kill?" the white-haired old man asked rhetorically.

Fu Huanjing didn't answer immediately, but just took out the Tianji Stone in his dust-free bag and threw it in the air.

"Sir, the junior thinks it will tell you the old man, the reason for all this questioning. Fu Huanjing said with spiritual power.

The people in the bitter teahouse saw that in the image projected by the Tianji Stone, the tall and mighty former general was actually drunk and very disappointed.

At this point, what kind of illusory world people who have drunk three rounds and killed one person are just rumors spread by the people of the illusory world. In the future, Fu Huanjing will naturally remember one thing, seeing is believing, and hearing is false.

"Stinky boy, you're very proud, do you really think you're doing the right thing?" asked the Dark Squire.

"To tell you the truth, is it possible that the apprentice has done something wrong?" Fu Huanjing said dissatisfied.

"Your kid is telling the truth, but that respected general, does he have to drink an amazing amount of alcohol? In the teacher's opinion, there is no need for that, the responsibility of a general in the illusory world is not to compete with everyone in the illusory world for their own drinking, but to do his best to protect the thoughtfulness of all beings in the illusory world. No one is perfect, so why are you so demanding of that general?" asked the Dark Squire Futu.

"Master, I don't dare to agree with what your old man said. The focus of this matter is not the depth of the general's drinking, but whether he has drunk three rounds and killed one person, he is blatantly deceiving thousands of people in the fantasy world. Fu Huanjing explained.

"So, one day in the future, if the Six Realms encounter a catastrophe of annihilation, will you kid definitely not trade human lives for victory?" asked the Dark Squire Futu.

"That's natural, the disciple would rather die before his own death, and never let someone he care about as a condition in exchange for victory. That stupid act of killing a thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred to oneself, a disciple would never do that in his life. Fu Huanjing said.

"But what if?" said the Darkservant.

"There is no eventuality, there will never be a case. Fu Huanjing said.

The Secret Servant Futu no longer argued with his lover about this trivial matter, and left with a pot of immortal brew in his hand contentedly.

Fu Huanjing and Ruan Qingting played in the street market, because the two had their own hearts and minds, and they broke up unhappily.

The Hua Yan Palace Master of Qin Li Palace has been very happy in recent days, and he has inadvertently obtained a great luck.

"Jue Huang, this Lord of the Illusory Realm, it's time for a change, right?" asked the Hua Xuan Palace Lord to his henchman Jue Huang on the side.

"Qi Qi Palace Master, I don't know when you will distribute your hard-earned money?" said his confidant.

"Look at what you are talking about, will the lord of the first palace of the main hall of the Illusory Realm owe his subordinates the hard work on credit?" said the Hua Xuan Palace Lord angrily.

"Yes, you owe your subordinates more than three months on credit, won't you forget it? If you do this again, your subordinates will have to find another job!" said the henchman with a dizzy and hungry head.

"Jue Huang, you have worked hard, it's all the palace master's, when the palace master attacks the territory of the Tianya Sword Talent, he will naturally double the compensation for you. "The palace master of Huayan is ashamed.

Today's fantasy world, the land of the nine palaces of Fangcun Mountain, belongs to a pure land for those who practice enlightenment. But beyond the square inch of this square inch mountain, it is the land of purgatory in the illusory realm.

In this purgatory land with a huge territory, there are countless fighting and fighting of the spirit bones of the Illusory Realm every day and night, and naturally has a supreme luck opportunity.

Tianya Sword Talent is a protector of the Purgatory Land, who has been guarding the righteous path of the Illusory Realm alone for more than 600 years, and the luck he has grabbed everywhere on his body is abundant.

The Hua Yan Palace Master of Qin Li Palace, on the surface, framed the Tianya Sword before he strayed into the Demon Dao, and raised a large army to suppress the realm and vowed to eliminate this scourge for the righteous path of the Illusory Realm, but in fact, he just coveted the treasure luck of the Tianya Sword.

Fu Huanjing was coerced by a group of hot-blooded illusory chivalrous swordsmen to join the mighty demon slayer army for no reason.

As for the eight elders of the Yunding Sword Sect, they couldn't stop laughing at this matter, feeling that the Hua Yan Palace Master's move was tantamount to killing himself by hitting a stone with an egg.

However, the Hua Yan Palace Lord didn't think so, with this unintentionally obtained Heavenly Fortune Opportunity, he was even more convinced that he could be on par with the powerful Tianya Sword Talent.

"Dare to ask the palace master, why did he suddenly have such great confidence and be able to defeat the Tianya Sword Talent in one fell swoop?" asked the confidant Jue in confusion.

"Jue Huang, have you ever heard of what a sac is?" said the Hua Yan Palace Master.

"My subordinates haven't heard of it, and I hope that the palace master can make it clear!" replied to the confidant.

"Sac is an extremely poisonous forbidden technique in the illusion world, which can seal a powerful phantom spirit with hundreds of years of spiritual cultivation into a dream labyrinth. The Hua Yan Palace Master explained by touching his dust-free bag with his right hand.

"Could it be ............," guessed the confidant.

The palace lord of Hua Yan found that someone was eavesdropping outside the palace gate, and immediately interrupted his henchman.

I saw that the Hua Yan Palace Master recited a few words of mantra in his mouth, and Fu Huanjing outside the palace gate was sealed into the dream labyrinth.

Fu Huanjing, who was in the dream labyrinth, felt very wronged, he originally just came to call the Lord of the Hua Death Palace to have dinner and discuss the arrangement of the offensive route with several generals of the demon slaying army.

For the self-righteous Hua Funeral Palace Master, he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of a person.

Fu Huanjing can only admit that he is unlucky, and hurry up to find a way to escape.

In the boundless dream labyrinth of unknown hours, Fu Huanjing tirelessly searched everywhere for an exit, but still lay paralyzed in place with nothing.

Fu Huanjing, who had nothing to love, was suddenly hurt by the Tianji Stone in his dustless bag, and he suddenly realized it.

Fu Huanjing immediately remembered a wonderful use of the Illusory Realm Supreme Treasure Heavenly Machine Stone, which allowed Fu Huanjing to shuttle through the enchantment ferry of the Six Realms at will. In other words, the dream labyrinth where he Fu Huanjing is now belongs to the illusion realm within the Six Realms, as long as he uses the Heavenly Machine Stone to go to the human realm and then returns to the illusion realm, he can escape from this dream labyrinth with nine twists and eighteen bends.

Fu Huanjing drove his spiritual power, escaped from the dream labyrinth in half a day, and returned to the Illusory Meditation Wine Workshop to continue writing the Illusory Chronicles.

Without the demon slaying army of the down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, the march was extremely fast, and soon came to the territory of Tianya Sword Cai, the land of purgatory in the illusory world.

Fu Huanjing understood that if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools, and decided to use the Tianji Stone to investigate the past of the Huayan Palace Lord and the Tianya Sword Talent.

The Hua Yan Palace Master of Qin Li Palace, now his spiritual power cultivation has become one of the best in the Kan Ling. The reason why he has already seized a great luck opportunity, and he has to lead the demon slayer army to the land of purgatory in the illusory world, and forcibly take the fortune of the sword talent of Tianya. is because his beloved wife was sealed in the soul mound, which is also his helpless move.

Hua Yan, an arrogant cultivator in the illusion world in the eyes of outsiders, but because of a moth woman, he ruined his bright future.

As the most proud introductory disciple of the Genting Sword Sect at that time, Hua Yan was arranged by his protector Qin Wei to go down the mountain to practice and cut off his worldly love.

As a young man in brocade who is a man in swordsmanship, Hua Yan, when he first arrived in Yunshui Village, where the sword intent lived, he was really humiliated.

However, half a month later, a plague suddenly broke out in the village, killing and injuring countless people.

At this time, the illusory boy Hua Yan became their savior, repaying their grievances with virtue and doing his best to heal them.

The plague was rampant in Yunshui Village, and the whole village was full of evil spirits, attracting the moth woman Yarou.

Originally, Yarou only wanted to suck the bitter resentment, and had no intention of treating the dying infected villagers in Yunshui Village. But she fell in love with Hua Yan at first sight, so she forgot her original intention and helped aside.

A month later, under the illusory world boy Hua Yan using spiritual power to refine medicine, and the demon witch Yarou tirelessly took care of the infected villagers, all the plague patients in the village were cured.

It's just that Yarou took care of the villagers for a long time, and she didn't have time to eat and resentful, causing herself to become seriously ill.

Sensing that his spiritual power was not enough to heal Yarou, Hua Yan took her sword in his arms and flew back to the Illusory Genting Sword Sect.

"Master, please save her!" said Yarou, who was holding her life in her arms, pleaded bitterly.

"Criminal! She is a woman in the demon world, and she didn't immediately end up as a teacher, it was completely for the sake of the face of you and me. I want to save her for the teacher, daydreaming!" Yun Ye, the head of the Yunding Sword, said angrily.

"Master, the woman of the demon world, is also a kind-hearted person!" Hua Yan pleaded.

"Criminal, Hugh is talking nonsense! It must be that foxy woman who has damaged your cultivation state of mind, and if you hand her over to your teacher, let her be a villain!" said Yunding Sword Head, stretching out his hand.

"No!" Hua Yan cried out heartbreakingly.

It turned out that the head of the Yunding Sword was just flipped with his right hand, and the Yarou in Hua Yan's arms was scattered.

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.

"Master, a woman with big breasts may not be cheap, why can't a woman in the demon world do good?" Hua Yan roared.

Without waiting for Yun Ye, the head of the Yunding Sword, to answer, the domineering Hua Yan slaughtered everyone in the Sword Sect in the blink of an eye, picked up the body of Yarou, the love of his life, and disappeared.

Tianya Sword Talent Langyu, a casual cultivator in the illusion world. When the lord of the Huayan Palace was looking for his beloved wife Yarou's broken soul fragments, he happened to meet Langyu, the sword talent of the end of the world.

The two of them, who were originally safe and sound, were instantly wrestled and entangled because of a broken soul fragment of Yarou.

Langyu, a free-spirited and happy sword talent at the end of the world, has been doing nothing for a long time, and seeing that there are countless beautiful and moving soul fragments around him, he has some interest in collecting them.

"Hand over the fragments, spare you from dying!" said the Hua Yan Palace Lord angrily.

"If you want a shard, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. "Tianya Sword Talent Lang Yu held the divine sword and declared war.

The two of them are swordsman, and they have no intention of showing mercy to their subordinates, and today they will definitely be separated from each other to live out.

Xi Chengyou, who was sad alone, and Lin Yaling, who was in a broken mood, met one by one.

Fu Huanjing looked extra redundant on the side, after all, his clothes were ragged and tight.

"Xi Chengyou, now that I'm here, are you still willing to hide in the shadows and protect me for the rest of my life?" Lin Yaling asked.

"Lin Yaling, now that you are in a broken state of mind, are you still worthy of Prince Ben to continue to be your invisible guardian?" Xi Chengyou sneered.

In the cultivation of the illusory world, in addition to being alone for lifelong enlightenment, there are also some Taoists who have both yin and yang, which are used to quickly increase their own cultivation realm.

The Green Immortal Sword, the lake master of the Soul Death Lake, Meng Lipo, his sword aura is incomparable.

Stealing the Qingying Divine Sword was his purpose for Fu Huanjing. Winning the knowing smile of his master Tiefutu was his motivation for Fu Huanjing.

As the old saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

At the moment, Fu Huanjing doesn't know anything about the Soul Death Lake, and he doesn't know where to start.

But the small piece of Tianji Stone in the dust-free bag would naturally tell him all this.

The Soul Death Lake, where Meng Lipo is stationed, belongs to the land of the Five Directions of the Illusory Realm, and naturally has to abide by the rules of Valhalla.

In the land of the ghostly dead lake, there are many beautiful dancers, and entertainment venues are blooming everywhere, and its number ranks first among the five countries in the fantasy world.

Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess who ran back to the Valhalla of the Illusory Realm with tears streaming down her face, was not blocked in her heart by ordinary discomfort, and she was extremely painful. So, she decided to go to the ghost dead lake full of entertainment venues to play alone, and take a break from the depression in her heart.

Fate, wonderful!

The down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing and the barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang, where the two of them are going, are the ghostly dead lakes full of singers.

What kind of adventure did the two of them have with the second prince Meng Dingxuan in the Jingchen King City on the side of the Soul Dead Lake? Who are the people under one person and above ten thousand people in the mouths of these people?

Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess who came here to play, is holding the Lingxue Sword. Fu Huanjing, a down-and-out young master who only came to steal treasures, carried the sword of the master Tiefutu. The two met in one place and woke up in a teahouse.

It's just that it coincides with the Qixi Festival, and both of them are vassals and elegant once, each wearing a hideous mask, so they never know who the other party is.

At the door of the Awakening Teahouse, a lot of pedestrians gathered, all listening to an old man narrating the old past of Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer in Jingchen King City.

The two of them stopped, ordered tea, and sat next to each other, listening to the old man's recounting.

That Xiao Qing'er was originally the daughter of Xiao Quanlang, a subordinate of Que Yu in Jingchen Wangcheng, a rather vulgar woman. However, she was born with a graceful body, and her dancing skills are even more outstanding.

Within a hundred miles of that Jingchen King City, if there is a spiritual skeleton who has never seen the dancing of her first dancer, Xiao Qing'er, it is very certain that that person's family is not very wealthy.

Because the entrance cost of the Bright Moon Dance Workshop actually required as much as a hundred small summer dollars. That's why there are those, in order to see the demeanor of Xiao Qing'er, the top dancer of the Bright Moon Dance Workshop, the sum of the money spent can be filled, and this bottomless ghost death lake is gone.

The first dancer, Xiao Qing'er, is particularly fond of the powerful, which is well known in Jingchen Wangcheng, and she also likes all things that are beautiful on the outside.

Therefore, the marriage contract between the nine handsome princes of Jingchen Wangcheng in the fantasy world and Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer, has become an after-dinner conversation among the spiritual bodies of the city.

Among the nine princes with outstanding talents and extraordinary appearances, who could marry Xiao Qing'er, the number one beauty in our Jingchen King City? It became the biggest gambling game in the major gambling houses within a hundred miles of the whole city.

In the Wind and Snow Gambling House, this big gambling game has not been followed, and the spiritual strength of the whole city is welcome to bet and watch.

However, what is very disappointing is that the prince of Jingchen Wangcheng is unwilling to have fun with the people and gamble on this big gamble. He actually privately agreed with Ni Yu, the owner of Mingyue Dance Workshop, to let Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer who was shocked by heaven, marry his successor to the throne, the eldest prince Mengyuanjing.

Originally, Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer, wore red makeup and worked hard to dress up, and she should have entered the cave room with Meng Yuanjing, the eldest prince who was handsome, above 10,000 people under one person, and had golden hair.

However, after entering the Jingchen King City to trade and do business, the ghostly merchants of the Netherworld North Sea brought a huge wealth income to the spiritual strength and bones of the whole city.

Because of this, the city lord of Jingchen Wangcheng, Meng Liunian, immediately tore it up, and the marriage contract with Ni Yan, the owner of Mingyue Dance Studio, was privately agreed. He dreamed of marrying Jiang Liqing, the monarch of the Netherworld North Sea, and forming a family of sons and daughters. His eldest prince, Meng Yuanjing, is about to marry Jiang Surui, the little princess of the Netherworld North Sea, and he can no longer marry Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer in Jingchen Wangcheng, into the cave room.

At this point, the gambling handicap of the largest wind and snow gambling house in Jingcheng Wangcheng City immediately underwent earth-shaking changes. Meng Yuanjing, the eldest prince who won the favorite in this gamble, turned out to be the first person to be kicked out of the gambling game.

For a time, the spirits and bones of the whole city, some were happy, and some were worried.

Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer who finally learned about this, was in a loveless mood!

However, even if he had a little conscience in the illusion world Jingchen Wangcheng Wang Ye Mengliunian, in order to comfort the first dancer Xiao Qing'er's lost mood, he married her to his second prince Meng Dingxuan, who had jet-black hair.

In the eyes of outsiders, Meng Dingxuan, the second prince of Jingchen Wangcheng in the illusion world, is also good-looking, rich and powerful. It's just that he doesn't have the right to succeed to the throne next to Jingchen Wangcheng.

Subsequently, how could he have his important prince Meng Liunian personally come forward as a matchmaker, and the first dancer Xiao Qinger had to reluctantly marry the second prince Meng Dingxuan.

Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer who married in the past, has never given the second prince Meng Dingxuan a good look, and she is even more commonplace to punch and kick her.

is because she is also the first dancer Xiao Qing'er, and after getting married, she found that the second prince Meng Dingxuan was a complete poor bastard. In addition to being exceptionally handsome and handsome, the mansion of her husband, the second prince Meng Dingxuan, is just a dilapidated and independent building with a small back garden. The most unbearable thing is that it is still far away from Jingchen King City.

This can make Xiao Qing'er, the vulgar first dancer, angry. caused her to be like a shrew on the spot, smashing pots and pans, and swearing loudly that she would never give his second prince Meng Dingxuan as his wife in this life.

Over time, Xiao Qing'er found that Meng Dingxuan, the second prince of her husband, had never even had a personal serving maid. He even has a young adopted son who was picked up by the lake and loves to be mischievous. It was a little boy about eight years old, Huan'er, who was secretly fed at home by his Meng Dingxuan.

The innocent and lovely little Huan'er calls her princess Xiao Qing'er as her sister every day. Therefore, his daily change of clothes is naturally scrubbed and replaced by Xiao Qing'er, his wife of dregs.

Late one night, Xiao Huan'er sneaked in, and the prince and concubine Xiao Qing'er peed on her bed, making the bed full as if she had experienced a rainstorm. After knowing about it, the prince and concubine Xiao Qing'er were so angry that she vomited blood, and chased after this grinding little goblin.

Gradually, the prince concubine Xiao Qing'er found that her husband, the second prince Meng Dingxuan, was a stuffy oil bottle, and he had never said any love words between husband and wife to her, and he felt very bored every night.

Whenever the prince concubine Xiao Qing'er was drying the naughty little Huan'er's wet sheets and bedding, her husband, the second prince, Meng Dingxuan, would still take the initiative to come over and take a hand.

The second prince Meng Dingxuan is often not at home, and he needs to go out every day to follow the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing, and he goes out to fight stupidly without asking the reason.

Every time the second prince Meng Dingxuan came back, he drooped his head and looked at the prince concubine Xiao Qing'er with a black face. Sometimes, she scolded him for gathering less and leaving more, but he didn't say a word, and poured her a cup of warm tea very intimately to eliminate her dry mouth in the near future.

One day later, the prince concubine Xiao Qing'er finally figured it out, she took the end of the two sheets, and looked at the second prince Meng Dingxuan, who was holding the end of the sheets.

A refreshing breeze by the sea, through the unlocked paper window, blew the messy hair of the second prince Meng Dingxuan. He lowered his head, ignored it, and comforted him gently with his hand, just being scolded and crying by the prince concubine Xiao Qing'er, hugging Xiao Huan'er on his thigh.

The next morning, there was no sun, but the sky was blue and the clouds were white. Her princess Xiao Qing'er never found out that she had always lived on a small hill.

Subsequently, the prince and concubine Xiao Qing'er looked from afar, and she could have a very wide field of vision, the city, villages, forests, lakes, rivers, mountains, ports, all of which could be seen by her alone.

"Huh!" the princess Xiao Qing'er suddenly called out to her husband, the second prince Meng Dingxuan, who was about to go out to fight again, and shouted softly.

The prince concubine Xiao Qing'er suddenly discovered that the second prince Meng Dingxuan had always been very gentle with her, and took good care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation, and she could still be his mother-in-law.

The prince concubine Xiao Qing'er found that her husband, the second prince, Meng Dingxuan, suddenly turned his head and looked at her with a surprised expression. She also looked at him and realized that he was so handsome and charming.

Before the prince and concubine Xiao Qing'er could say something, when her husband, the second prince Meng Dingxuan, said something, everything came to an abrupt end in front of her.

All of the above is just a simple life between Meng Dingxuan, the second prince in the King City of Jingchen in the Illusory Realm, who hopes to live with Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer he loves in his life, and the ordinary people who want to live. How could it be that his second prince, Meng Dingxuan, was born in the family of the Emperor of the Illusory World. Naturally, everything can't be done according to one's heart, the sky does not follow people's wishes, and people do not want to follow my heart.

Meng Dingxuan, the second prince in the royal city of Jingcheng in the illusory world, was born as a prince, with brocade clothes and jade food, and worshiped by all beings in the illusory world, which can be said to be above ten thousand people under one person.

If he Meng Dingxuan, the second prince in the Illusory Realm Jingchen King City, does not have the competition of the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing, and ascends to the supreme throne of the Illusory Realm Jingchen City, it will be just around the corner.

"The throne of the widow, if you don't give it alone, you nine little rabbit cubs, you must not grab it!" said to his nine sons before the Illusory Realm Jingchen Wang City King City Lord Meng Liunian said to his nine sons before the Illusory Realm Spirit Venerable divided the territory of the Five Directions National Boundary.

However, as soon as he ascended to the supreme throne in his dream of a young man, he only thought about how he could live for another five hundred years, or even longer, and even his nine dearest sons became enemies of life and death.

Compared with the eldest son Meng Yuanjing, who has no ambitions, the second son Meng Dingxuan, who is deeply hidden, is obviously much more dangerous for his dream year.

One night, in a beautiful and moving Fengman Building, the three handsome princes in our Illusory Jingchen King City were smiling and changing their cups, and poured out their hearts to each other.

The eldest prince Mengyuan was drunk, hugging the two drinking beauties and kissing left and right, and was planning a big secret with his fourth and eighth brothers.

"But, eldest brother, fourth brother, I clearly remember that my father once said it clearly. If he refuses to give him the throne, we nine brothers will never be able to snatch it from him. The fourth prince Meng Erting said happily.

"Father, Father, Father, Father, Father, Father, T Otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood anymore and kicking the two of you hard. Meng Yuanjing, the eldest prince in the Illusory Realm Jingchen Royal City, was recognized by his father as the successor of the next royal city as soon as he was born. But I waited and waited, and finally I was middle-aged, but my father was still strong. Even though I am willing to continue to wait until I am old, even until the day I die. But my friends in distress, my military advisors and generals, what about them! they can't wait!" The eldest prince Meng Yuanjing angrily smashed the wine jug and roared loudly.

"Ah!" the beauty in the arms of the eldest prince Mengyuan cried out in fright.

"Get out of here!" Meng Xuanling, the eighth prince, said loudly to the glamorous singers who accompanied the wine.

"Big brother, I and the eighth brother both understand the truth of you. But after all, he is our father who is connected by flesh and blood!" said the fourth prince, Meng Erting.

"That's right! The two of us are really, we can't be ruthless with that heart, and we can't get down with that hand!" the eighth prince, Meng Xuanling, continued with the words of the fourth brother Meng Erting.

"Let His Highness escort them out!" the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing commanded left and right.

The military general Pang Yue escorted the relatives of the fourth prince Meng Erting and the eighth prince Meng Xuanling, and entered the room through the side door in the dark.

"Big brother, what do you mean by this?" the fourth prince Meng Erting and the eighth prince Meng Xuanling asked in unison.

"Two little brothers, as the eldest brother, I don't want to continue to talk to the two of you anymore. I will immediately follow my eldest brother and me, enter the palace and persuade my father to abdicate and make way for Xian, or die, which path do you two choose to take?"

"Big brother, is there a third way to go?" asked the eighth prince Meng Xuanling in a low voice.

"Ahh

I saw that the eighth prince Meng Xuanling, who was as fat as a pig in brocade clothes, had not finished speaking, and was chopped off by the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing, who had long since been denied by his six relatives.

"I'm so sorry, fourth brother, I splashed your face with blood. Come on, let the big brother wipe it clean for you. The eldest prince Meng Yuanjing took out a handkerchief from his arms and comforted.

"Big brother, no need, fourth brother, I choose the first path. I can wipe it clean myself, so I won't bother you to do it yourself. The fourth prince, Meng Erting, hurriedly grabbed the handkerchief and hurriedly wiped the blood stains on his face and said.

"Hey, wouldn't this be good! If Eighth Brother could have half of your consciousness, he wouldn't die!" said the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing.

"Your Royal Highness, how should the relatives and family members of the eighth prince be handled?" asked the military general Pang Yue on one knee.

"Let it go! You still need such a trivial matter, come and ask His Highness? Don't you know that His Highness has never killed women?" asked the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing with a loud reprimand against the military general Pang Yue in front of him.

"Obey the order! The subordinates are guilty!" "The military general Pang Yue led the order and retreated.

For a while, the relatives and family members of the eighth prince Meng Xuanling, who had been loosened from the chains, fled in panic.

"Shoot the arrows!" the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing ordered with a wave of his hand.

In the blink of an eye, I saw that all the dark places of this Fengmanlou were all launching countless sharp arrows together, chasing and killing everyone who was running around.

"His Royal Highness once said that he would never kill a woman, but he never said that His Royal Highness's subordinates would never kill a woman!" said the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing as he drank the blood of Meng Xuanling, the eighth brother of Shicai, in the cup.

"Your Highness, there is still a six-month-old baby here, what should we do with it?" asked the military general Pang Yue, who knelt on one knee and held a baby girl who was crying loudly in both hands.

"Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, do you understand, do you understand?" the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing snatched the baby girl and spread it out on the wine table, took out the dagger at his waist and shouted loudly.

Then, no one heard the cry of the baby girl, and through the eyes of the fourth prince, we only saw a large blood stain slowly oozing from under the wine table.

"Fourth brother, your eldest brother and I have never killed a woman, but I never thought of killing her like this tonight. What do you say next, big brother, where should I go?" asked the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing, wiping the blood on his hands.

The fourth prince, Meng Erting, who was too frightened, was stupid, and had a short period of tinnitus and dizziness.

"Fourth brother, eldest brother, I'm asking you, what should I do?" the eldest prince Meng Yuan shouted loudly in the ear of his fourth brother Meng Erting.

"Enter the palace! force your father to abdicate!" said the fourth prince, Meng Erting, who had finally come back to his senses, cried loudly and heartbreakingly.

"That's right, this is the eldest brother, my good brother!" the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing was in a good mood and wanted to try to help up the fourth brother who was sitting on the ground.

I saw that the fourth prince Meng Erting, as if the bones of his whole body had been pulled out of his body in an instant, he couldn't stand up alive. No matter how the burly and sturdy prince Meng Yuanjing helped, he couldn't stand up.

"Pang Yue! His Royal Highness orders you to quickly carry my fourth brother back to the mansion. The rest of the soldiers entered the palace with His Royal Highness. Your Highness has a stomach full of words in my heart, and I want to tell my father who is the same as the sky!" The eldest prince Meng Yuanjing laughed with his sword.

The second prince Meng Dingxuan and the ninth prince Meng Langyu are a group of people, the eighth prince Meng Xuanling died tragically, the fourth prince Meng Erting joined the power camp of the eldest prince Meng Yuanjing, and the other four princes have already been killed by the self-righteous prince Meng Liunian.

"Father, it's been so late this night, why are you still reviewing the recitals? Why don't you let your sons come and do it for you!" said the eldest prince, Meng Yuanjing.

"It's better not to use it! This huge Jingchen King City is still managed by the father who is most familiar with it, which is more secure and reassuring. The city lord Meng Liunian raised his eyes and said.

"Father, what if you can't take care of it?" asked the eldest prince.

The great prince ordered everyone to force the palace.

"Jing'er, I remember I said, I won't give this throne, you can't grab it. "King Ji Meng's face has not changed for many years, and he continues to correct the chapter.

"Yes, my father did. Even if Erchen can wait for the day when you die of old age and give way, Erchen's group of friends in distress and military generals can't wait!" said Dashizi.

"Do you mean to say that you are very pitiful, and you have been half-pushed by everyone to do this?" asked Meng Liannian.

"That's right, then please ask my father to fulfill the wish of his son!" said the eldest prince.

"What if I don't do what you want?" asked Meng Liannian.

"Then don't blame the retainers for staining the palace with blood!" said the eldest prince.

"Could it be that you are going to kill this king?" said Meng Liannian with a smile.

"Why don't you dare!" Da Shizi held a long sword and stabbed at Meng Liannian.

"Escort!" shouted Meng Liannian.

The palace was instantly filled with the Praetorian Guards, surrounding the rebels of the Great Prince.

"Win or lose, let's do it!" said the captured Dashizi.

"Jing'er, my father will tell you again, I won't give you this throne, you can't grab it. Shoot the arrow!" Meng Liannian said.

With the order of the prince of Ji, the rebels of the great prince were killed by random arrows. Dream imprisoned the eldest prince for many years and waited for his fate.

The fourth prince heard that the eldest prince had failed in rebellion and died of poisoned wine.

The rebellion of the eldest prince ended in failure, and at the same time sounded the alarm bell for the second and ninth sons.

The brother of the second son, Meng Dingxuan, is almost dead, and only his eldest brother and ninth brother are left.

The ninth son, Meng Langyu, went to guard the ancestral house of the Meng family, and the eldest son Meng Yuanjing was sent to a remote place, if nothing else, he would not be able to return to the royal city of Yanheng in this life.

Although he was in the ancestral house of the Meng family, Meng Langyu, the ninth brother of the second son Meng Dingxuan, basically discussed with him and relied on him extremely much.

The second son, Meng Dingxuan, doesn't want the country or the beauty, he just wants freedom, the freedom of an ordinary person. He only wants the most normal harmony in ordinary people's families.

But the second son Meng Dingxuan's every move, in the eyes of his majestic father Wang Meng, was full of rebellion.

The second son, Meng Dingxuan, has been to the forbidden land of the royal city many times recently, and he learned the truth behind the tragic death of the queen mother from a blind old palace maid in the forbidden land of the palace. It was his high-minded, incomparably hypocritical father who brutally killed his mother.

Meng Dingxuan, who returned home, drank wine, coaxed Xiao Huan'er to sleep, and kissed goodbye to his beloved wife Xiao Qing'er. Subsequently, he held the Qingying Sword alone, slashing and slashing all the way from the entrance of the palace to the forbidden place of the palace.

At night, the palace is forbidden.

The torrential rain poured down, whipping the armor of the Praetorian Guard and the second son, Meng Dingxuan.

"You know all about it?" asked Meng Liannian as he stepped out from behind the Praetorian Guard.

"Got it, it's you, it's all you. Meng Dingxuan pointed at Meng Liannian and roared.

"Xuan'er, what are you going to do?" asked Meng Liannian.

"Kill you!" Meng Dingxuan roared.

The Praetorian Guards hurriedly surrounded Meng Liannian and built a human wall for him.

"Get out of the way!Xuan'er, put down the Qing Ying Sword and give yourself a chance to choose. Dream Liannian persuaded him.

"Father, when you killed my mother, did you give her a chance to choose?" Meng Dingxuan asked Meng Liannian.

"No, but I had to. If I don't kill her, I won't be able to sit on the throne above ten thousand people under this man. Meng Liannian said.

"Haha! Under one person, above ten thousand, it's ridiculous!" Meng Dingxuan said with a smile.

"Xuan'er, don't make a mistake again, put down the Qing Ying Sword!" Meng Liannian said.

"Wrong, why did you kill her?" asked Meng Dingxuan as he slashed at the Praetorian Guard in front of Meng Liannian.

A few hours later, the exhausted Meng Dingxuan collapsed in a pool of blood.

Wang Ye Meng ordered that the second son, Meng Dingxuan, be imprisoned in the dungeon and wait for his fate.

With the strength of the second son, Meng Dingxuan, he still can't damage the dream of the prince year after year.

The second son, Meng Dingxuan, held a sword to kill the forbidden land of the palace on a rainy night, but he still failed to be ruthless to kill his father and son.

And Wang Ye Meng's dream is far more cruel than the second son Meng Dingxuan, and he doesn't even want to give his son a good time.

In order to keep himself from being saddled with the notoriety of killing his son, he actually locked the second son Meng Dingxuan in the rice cabinet for six days and starved his son to death.

Xiao Qing'er, who heard that her husband Meng Dingxuan died tragically in the rice cabinet, cried on the hill.

Scenes from the past come to her eyes, and she discovers that she has always liked her husband. She likes that he can ride and shoot at the age of six, and that he can write at the age of eight; she likes that he can play the piano, chess, and fight with sugar cane; she likes him to write hearty poems in a female voice; she likes him to eat grapes like his life; he likes to be willful and ambitious; and she likes that he is not only a down-to-earth literary and artistic young man, but also a prince who is above 10,000 people under one person.

Although the second son, Meng Dingxuan, died young, he is still the favorite husband of Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer in Zhanheng City.

"I'm crying, what about you?" said the unruly princess Meng Yingqiang.

"I'm crying too, but can you wipe your tears with your clothes. My clothes are soaked from your wipes. Hu Hanyan said.

"Stingy ghost, isn't it okay for this princess to pay you a carriage of new clothes?" Meng Yingqiang said with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, yes, but my clothes are soaking wet and dewy. According to the law of the Dream Dynasty, I will be immersed in a pig cage. Hu Han Yan said aggrievedly.

"Okay! I'll give it back to you, thank you!" Meng Yingqiang calmed down.

Mr. Wenyu taught me to take care of the disadvantaged when walking the rivers and lakes. Hu Hanyan said.

"Muddy people!" Meng Yingqiang suddenly shouted angrily.

"Barbarian princess!" Hu Han Yan suddenly roared angrily.

"The world is so good, and I'm so grumpy, it's not good, it's not good. Meng Yingqiang controlled her emotions.

"The world is so good, and I'm so grumpy, it's not good, it's not good. Hu Han Yan controlled his emotions and said.

"My next stop, Hongda City, what about you?" asked Meng Yingqiang, the princess of trouble.

"Me too. Hu Han Yan replied.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then scolded each other in their hearts back to back, and went home.

"I don't like this version, Sword Emperor, can you change the version?" asked the Wise Master.

"Yes, listen to the following version. Hu Hanyan said.

In the Nine Sons Succession, the second son, Meng Dingxuan, planned to kill the remaining eight sons, making himself the only heir to the throne of Zhan Hengcheng in the future.

Xiao Qing'er saw through the second son, Meng Dingxuan, he had changed, and he had become even more terrifying than a jackal, tiger and leopard.

At the moment when the second son, Meng Dingxuan, successfully forced Gong Meng to abdicate year after year and became the king of Zhan Hengcheng, Princess Xiao Qing'er found that he had lost his original self.

Xiao Qing'er knew that at that moment, the second son Meng Dingxuan, whom she loved, was dead, forever and ever.

Xiao Qinger lost her original self for love.

The disappointments and blows again and again made Xiao Qinger not hesitate to jump off the high city wall.

"Jump over the wall! I'll let you jump over the wall! If you dare to kill one of the second sons, Meng Dingxuan, and the dancer Xiao Qing'er, I will dare to play with you!" the wise master roared as he pinched the neck of the phantom of Hu Han Yan.

"Calm down, Master Wise, in the Xuanji Gate, this is my phantom, you can't kill me. Can you not get too deep into the play!big brother!" Hu Hanyan said.

It is said that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. But who knows, Xiao Qing'er doesn't want to be under one person or above ten thousand. She only wants the second son, Meng Dingxuan, to be cared for and loved.

In fact, the second son, Meng Dingxuan, was also helpless, as the prince of the world, he had to ignore Xiao Qing'er for the sake of Hengcheng, and became synonymous with a negative man.

Filthy Heng Wangcheng, Xiao Qing'er, and which is more important?

Xiao Qing'er lost herself in love after all, she was inexplicably depressed and inexplicably hesitant.

Power is a demon, and it turns people into demons.

Xi Chengyou and Lin Yaling, the two of them had no energy, and they were already unable to climb to the highest point of spiritual power cultivation in the Illusory Realm.

"Chengyou, look at what ridiculous and funny stupid things you and I have done in the past hundred years. Now it seems that it is really ridiculous!" Lin Yaling said with a smile.

"Yaling, as one of your invisible guardians, I have done my duty. I've done everything I can, except I'm not sure. Xi Cheng Yousheng wept without love.

"Can't you go back?" asked Lin Yaling deceptively.

"There's no going back, there's no going back. Xi Chengyou said.