Spring went to autumn, and after twenty years of hardship, Fu Huanjing finally met his first nobleman.

"Old monk, what are you looking at! I, Fu Huanjing, are right in front of you, quickly remove the charm from my head for me!" Fu Huanjing yelled impatiently.

"Little donor, what's wrong with you? Why are you trapped here? You're afraid you're not a big devil full of evil, right?" the old monk Shangguan Yun Song asked suspiciously.

"Old monk, don't talk nonsense! Hurry up and get me out, otherwise, don't blame my men for being ruthless. Fu Huanjing threatened.

"Little donor, it's okay to save you, but you need to wear the old man's lock bracelet. Otherwise, there is no room for negotiation. The old monk Shangguan Yunsong took out a pair of rings from his arms and said.

"Okay, okay, okay, you can say anything. Otherwise, I will definitely eat your dead bald donkey immediately. Fu Huan said intimidatingly with his teeth and claws.

"Emperor Xuanyuan Hongru of the Divine Realm, I, Fu Huanjing, have come out again now. I want to fight with you for another three hundred rounds............" Fu Huan broke through the mountain and came out, and the Imperial Dragon Slayer Sword raised his head to the sky and shouted.

I saw that he Fu Huanjing just wanted to fly to the God Realm and settle old accounts with the Emperor Xuanyuan Hongru of the God Realm, but he never thought that he seemed to be pulled back by an inexplicably powerful force, and fell heavily to the ground.

"What did you do to me, you dead donkey?" Fu Huanjing asked as if he had been sealed.

"Little donor, the old man hasn't done anything! It's just that he used a rope to lead your seven emotions and six desires to walk! The old monk Shangguan Yunsong said with a serious face.

"It's extremely hateful! You dead bald donkey, I, Fu Huanjing, have once stepped on the supreme eldest grandson of the demon realm, punched Xuanyuan Hongru, the emperor of the god realm, sat on the spirit realm divine beast Tongtian Giant Python, and mouthed a legend of the illusion world of Sun Wuhe, the eldest husband of the fairy realm. Aren't you afraid that I will accidentally kill you while you are one?" Fu Huanjing asked loudly and threateningly.

"Little donor, as the old saying goes, everyone has glory in the past, don't take a moment as permanent. Now you, under the nose of the old man, try it again?" the old monk Shangguan Yunsong laughed.

Sure enough, he Fu Huanjing had no spiritual power, and he had no power to restrain the chicken, so he had to let the dead bald donkey call him.

The master and apprentice embarked on the road to the foggy countries, to seek the supreme Dharma of the foggy mountains of Naxiong Prefecture and the stars of the stars.

"Master, let's go to the Fog Countries like this, aren't you afraid of being eaten by monsters on the way?" Fu Huanjing asked curiously.

"The teacher will naturally not be afraid, and at that time, the teacher will run away first, and you will be left to give them those monsters to gnaw. The old monk Shangguan Yun Songyun said lightly.

"Count you ruthless! When the time comes, don't blame the fugitive, I won't save you. Fu Huanjing said angrily.

"What are you doing in a daze, when you are really an uncle, why don't you hurry up and help get some water for the teacher, and give you a boy's face, right?" The old monk Shangguan Yunsong drove the lock bracelet to make Fu Huanjing extremely painful and had to act on orders, kicking and scolding him.

"You dead bald donkey, I'll wait for my master! If one day I Fu Huanjing takes off this pair of rings, you will die!" Fu Huanjing muttered through gritted teeth.

After a while, Fu Huanjing came to the stream, and the water was very clear and pure.

"Shameless thief, you dare to come here to steal water to drink, are you impatient?" asked a beautiful girl dressed as a Taoist priest who suddenly appeared to stop Fu Huanjing from fetching water.

"Girl, I'm afraid you're mistaken, right? This stream is so long, it can't all be yours, right?" Fu Huanjing asked with a laugh.

"Shameless thief, who is laughing with you? My father said that this stream should not be drunk by others, otherwise something will happen. Murong Luanjie continued to obstruct her.

"I don't believe it! I'll drink it, you're going to beat me!" Fu Huanjing ignored the woman's obstruction, took a sip of water in both hands, drank it, and laughed.

"Shameless thief, spit out water quickly! Murong Luanjie threatened with his sword.

"I don't, you're chasing me............" Fu Huanjing grimaced at the woman and laughed.

Subsequently, Fu Huanjing thought that the woman was just scaring him for being timid.

However, after a while, he suffered a severe pain in his abdomen, and fell to the edge of the stream, wallowing desperately.

"Shameless thief, you are honest now! This stream is called the Fountain of Death. So, you know, the water in this stream comes from the water of life. Who told you not to listen to this girl's advice, you deserve this!" Murong Luanjie chuckled.

"Girl, help! I know it's wrong, I won't dare next time!I won't dare next time!" Fu Huanjing pretended to be about to die, and pleaded bitterly.

"Okay, shameless thief, see if you can still know your mistakes and change them, I'll give you an antidote for the time being!" Murong Luanjie stepped forward and gave Fu Huanjing an antidote and said.

"It's so moist! These delicate and delicate lips, I don't know how long Fu Huanjing hasn't kissed them. I really didn't expect that there would be such a peerless beauty in this huge mountain field. Fu Huanjing took advantage of Murong Luanjie's inattention and kissed her on the lips and said.

"Pervert hooligan, this girl is going to kill you!" Murong Luanjie hurriedly swung her sword and stabbed at Fu Huanjing, scolding angrily.

"Stop! Luan Jie, don't be presumptuous!" said Murong Bo, a real person who flew over, stopped Murong Luan Jie and saved Fu Huanjing's life.

"Daddy, why did you save him? Just now he was so shamelessly contemptuous of his daughter, didn't you see all of it?" Murong Luanjie asked with tears on her face.

"Luan Jie, don't be presumptuous! he is the only son of your father and my brother Fu Huanxiong, you can't play the temper of the eldest lady anymore!"

"Yes, it's still Uncle Murong who is right. Cousin Luanjie, I'm Fu Huanjing, but your cousin. In this illusory realm, how can there be any reason for my cousin to kill my cousin!" Fu Huanjing said with a hippie smile.

"Forget it, for Daddy's sake, I'll let you go today. If you dare to be lighter than this girl next time, this girl promises to let you be a eunuch for a lifetime like You Changqian. Murong Luanjie said viciously.

"Jing'er, now the Martial Arts Alliance Leader Conference is being held on the top of Jiuhua Mountain, and your father is the former Martial Arts Alliance Leader. You can't miss this grand event!Come and find out with your uncle!" Yunyou real person Murong Bo persuaded.

"What my uncle said is true, although my father has passed away for a long time, it has always been his last wish for me to succeed to the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. Fu Huan choked up.

"Cousin Fu Huan, just your three-legged cat's kung fu, you still want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and you're about to die of laughter. Murong Luanjie sneered.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!" Fu Huanjing retorted.

The three of them worked together and soon arrived at the top of Jiuhua Mountain.

"Master Emei, this new martial arts alliance leader, I'm afraid it must be you. Shaolin Temple abbot Fang Rui Jueheng said.

"Shaolin Abbot, this can't be nonsense. In this illusory realm, no one knows that your selfless divine skill has already broken through the transformation realm. If you want to be a teacher, this new martial arts alliance leader must be you!" said Emei Shitai Shangguan Ruiqiu modestly.

"Business blows each other, just serve the two of you. Have you two forgotten that the closed disciple of the martial arts rookie Jiuhua Villa, Yuwen Fuze, who has a compelling aura? That person is a strong contender for the leader of the martial arts alliance this year. Nangong Han, the head of the Wudang faction, reminded the two.

"The head of Nangong is joking! There are still a lot of juniors, what do you need to learn from the three of you seniors?" Yuwen Fuze said modestly.

"Brother Murong, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" asked Yuwen Tuoba, the owner of Jiuhua Villa.

"Brother Yuwen, you have to worry a lot! Brother Xian has been doing a little better in the past few days. I didn't just learn that you, Brother Yuwen, held this new martial arts alliance leader election meeting. The virtuous brother galloped over, for fear that he would miss this once-in-a-century event. Yunyou real person Murong Bo replied.

"Brother Murong, presumably this is Brother Xian, your beloved daughter Murong Luanjie is right! Sure enough, it is the eighteenth change of the female university! I haven't seen her for many years, but she has become a peerless beauty!" Yuwen Tuoba, the owner of Jiuhua Villa, exclaimed.

"Brother Yuwen, really good eyesight! This is the little girl, this time I came in person, and by the way, I also came for the marriage contract between the little girl and your beloved son. Yunyou real person Murong Bo said.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Murong! Look at my tattered memory as a big brother, I can forget about such a big thing as marriage. Brother Xian, you can rest assured that the marriage contract between my son Feiyu and Ling Ailuanjie will inevitably be held ceremoniously after the conference. Yuwen Tuoba laughed, the owner of Jiuhua Mountain Villa.

"Cousin Luanjie, how arrogant are you? You're about to get married, do you want to be angry again?" Fu Huanjing whispered to Murong Luanjie.

"Cousin Fu Huan, you won't have to worry about this matter, not to mention who are you from my Murong Luanjie?" asked Murong Luanjie as she stepped heavily on Fu Huanjing's right foot.

This was very embarrassing, Fu Huanjing was speechless, so he had to hold his painful right foot and cry on the side.

"Young Master Feiyu, forget it, even if you don't want to marry that arrogant young lady of the Murong family, you don't need to use the Heavenly Machine Stone to travel through time and space and go to 10,000 years ago, right?"

"What do you know, muddy man? My master once told me that this omnipotent Heavenly Machine Stone would tell me. What is my mission in this life, and what should I live for the rest of my life? Yuwen Feiyu said by tapping the scholar's head.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Machine Stone seemed to sense something, and a space-time rift was generated out of thin air.

In an instant, the huge attraction generated by the space-time rift actually sucked Yuwen Feiyu into the crack and disappeared.

Then, the panicked scholar hurriedly ran out of the door and shouted for help everywhere, hoping that someone could save his Young Master Feiyu.

Fu Huanjing and Murong Luanjie, who were chatting and laughing in the corridor, heard the cry for help, and hurriedly rushed to Yuwen Feiyu's room.

Before the two of them could find a way to save the person, they were swallowed up by the rift in time and space.

The three people who traveled through time and space did not travel to 10,000 years ago, but to the Three Kingdoms era when the three kingdoms of the human world were in full swing.

"Lord Qiqi, Yuan Shao's army is coming, you better run away quickly!" a soldier covered in blood ran in front of Shangguan Feiyu and shouted loudly.

"Lord, what Lord, where is this, and who am I?" Shangguan Feiyu asked puzzled.

I saw that the soldier didn't have time to elaborate, and he lost too much blood and died.

"Brother Feiyu, it's too late to explain too much! Run for your life!" said Fu Huanjing on the side.

"As the old saying goes, stay in the green mountains, and don't be afraid of no firewood. Murong Luanjie on the other side nodded in agreement.

The three of them tightened their hands between each other, and tirelessly ran for a hundred miles, and finally escaped the pursuit of Yuan Shao's million-strong army.

It turned out that the three of them traveled to the Three Kingdoms era, Yuwen Feiyu became the traitor Cao Cao, Fu Huanjing became the emperor's uncle Liu Bei, and Murong Luanjie became Sun Shangxiang of Eastern Wu.

"Dare to ask the lord, who are the two of them, are they to kill or stay?" Xiahou Yuan asked on his knees.

"Sun Shangxiang of Eastern Wu, Liu Bei of Western Shu, what do you say?" Cao Cao scolded angrily.

Fu Huanjing and Murong Luanjie, before they had time to stay in the Three Kingdoms for a few more days, they would return to their homeland early.

"Cousin Luan Jie, do you regret it?" asked Fu Huanjing.

"Cousin Fu Huan, what do I regret? Don't suddenly sensationalize, okay? The two of us may die, and we can go back." Murong Luanjie was uncomfortable.

"Cousin Luan Jie, don't be like this all the time! After all, the identity of the two of us in this Three Kingdoms era is still a fake husband and wife! If you pretend a little, we are better than Jin Jian!" Fu Huan said without a blink.

"Cousin Fu Huan, then in the next life, look at your specific performance!" Murong Luanjie closed her eyes and went to her death.

Fu Huanjing hurriedly put away the Tianji Stone, this small section of the Milky Way in the past seven hundred years was enough for him to vomit for three days and three nights.

Next, Fu Huanjing had to accept the order of Murong Bo, the Great Elder of the Illusory Realm, to go to the Netherworld North Sea to enlighten the Fuyao Ghost Queen of the Big Milk and Cheap Fuyao Garden again.

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, you're 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.