Just when the turbid romance crossed the embankment and rushed towards Zhenyang City, the dazed woman who was floating in the waves and mist of the Zhenshui River seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream and exclaimed loudly:

"Fan Lang, no!"

The shout, coming from the boiling waves, had become less clear. But the god who had fallen into madness, hearing this faint exclamation, suddenly seemed to be poured a spoonful of ice water on his head, which instantly cooled his impulsive mind.

The crazy monster suddenly came to his senses.

As a result, the soldiers and civilians on Zhenyang City saw clearly, and almost only between the lines, those swift waves that had reached the heels of the fleeing people suddenly stopped the momentum of rushing, and then, like a tidal wave, receded in an instant! And those old and weak villagers, who had already felt a fierce water in the back of their heads, escaped from death and fled all the way into Zhenyang City.

It's just that although they were saved, the wave peak not far from the Zhenshui River that was eager to suck the boy was still surging as before, just like a hungry beast, not devouring the prey in front of him, and never giving up.

Seeing this, Miss Peng pleaded again:

"Fan Lang, let that young Taoist priest go. ”

"No way!"

This pleading, but was flatly refused. I only heard Fan Chuan hate and say:

"Runlan, you don't know, no one has been able to damage a single hair of me for hundreds of years, who would have thought that in just two days, that stinky Taoist priest would dare to hurt me twice. ”

"That's not all, what's even worse is that the little bull-nosed Taoist priest didn't come first and first, dared to cut in front of me, and did a bad thing for the two of us—— Lan'er, don't stop me, and wait for me to smash that stinky boy half to death!"

When Fan Chuan was angry here, the wall was also thinking hard about countermeasures. I only heard the master of the Four Seas Hall on the cusp of the limelight, and said to the two girls above his head who kindly grabbed him:

"Qiong Wei Xueyi, you let go first...... Wait for me to cast the spell of water escape, so that I can fight the evil god!"

I was seriously injured just now, and when I woke up to say such a cruel word, I couldn't help but be out of breath. As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to recite a spell and enter the water, but who expected that the two girls on top of his head, who had always been obedient, were thinking together this time, and instead of letting go, they pulled him even more desperately!

"Brother, brother, you're injured!"

Xiao Qiongwei's tone had never been so hurried.

At this moment, when he was waking up and being unwilling in his heart, he suddenly felt as if someone was sneering in his heart, and then he heard a clear roar, and his Yaoguang Divine Sword had already broken free of his palm and flew away with a thud.

When he spread his eyes to follow, he found that his god-sealing sword had flown above the rock-solid water fence in the river, circled three turns, and then swooped down and put the cold blade on Miss Peng's neck!

"No!"

Seeing this scene, Xingyan blurted out with an exclamation. With this shout, a burst of blood and qi floated in his chest, and he almost spurted out another mouthful of blood.

It's just that the subsequent changes didn't even happen to the young man who couldn't open his mouth. The young lady of the Peng family, who was sharp to the neck, didn't even say a word, and the god monster was even more careless, and only wanted to deal with him wholeheartedly, but he didn't see this crucial change beside him!

Excalibur's trick of demonstrating the surname did not work for a while. So Peng Xiangong and others, who were standing at the head of Zhenyang City, saw that in the heaven and earth in front of them, the wind and rain were like obscurity, and the clouds were vast, and it seemed that it would not be long before those faint figures were about to be swallowed up by this gray and bleak wind and rain.

Almost just when everyone was in despair, they suddenly heard a thunderbolt from the sky overhead, "clicking", which instantly illuminated the gloomy world. Immediately afterwards, the young man who had fallen into a difficult situation on the bank of the Zhenyang River suddenly felt that something was blooming in front of his chest wet by the rain waves, as if dozens of soybeans soaked in the rain were beginning to sprout there.

Xingyan felt that his chest was squeezed and suffocated, but a dazzling brilliance suddenly appeared in front of him-this close Shenhua was so dazzling that it was not until the divine dragon with golden claws and silver scales had soared and shuttled in the monstrous waves of the Zhenshui River, that Xingyan, Qiong Wei, and Xue Yi could see clearly the divine object of the most holy and spiritual in the wind and waves!

"That's ......"

The first time he saw this legendary divine being, the boy didn't have time to remember that the divine dragon had just flown out of his ragged clothes!

Similar to him, when he saw the real dragon appearing at first glance, the soldiers and civilians of Hexian County, who should have knelt down to worship, were like thunder for a while, and they just looked at the vigorous and sassy splendor in the dim world in a daze.

Not to mention the surprise of everyone, let's talk about the divine dragon that suddenly appeared. I saw this silver dragon surrounded by colorful ruiqi, with silver whiskers and silver scales, golden horns and golden claws, and a sinuous dorsal fin that was a jade-like brilliance, flowing incessantly on the graceful body.

As soon as the angry water tribe king flew into the Zhenyang River, he saw that the river that was already boiling was already full of waves, and suddenly stirred up thousands of huge waves that rushed to the sky.

In this piece of Xiaolang brilliance, which was about to collapse, Fan Chuan, who was originally arrogant and persistent, suddenly felt that a breath of fear was rushing towards him-before he could see the appearance of the dragon clearly, just this few breaths had already made the giant spirit water god feel soft and weak!

So, before the young man who saw the artifact at first glance had time to take a good look, he suddenly saw the Zhenshui River in front of him with thunderous waves, which was already clouds and fog, and the waves were calm and windy!

was in doubt, but Xingyan suddenly heard a loud "pop", and then saw an object falling heavily on the embankment in front of him. Take a closer look, the person who fell was none other than the monster Fan Chuan. It's just that at this time, the giant spirit water god has returned to his usual appearance, his head, neck and limbs are tied by ropes, and he is sleeping on his back and lying on the ground unable to move.

I don't know why, I suddenly heard a familiar voice in my ear coming down the wind:

"Hmph~ The divine power is so weak, but you still have to make trouble!"

Hearing the sound, I saw that on the Zhenshui River, which was as flat as a mirror, there was a girl in a pale yellow feather dress, who was coming with her feet in Lingbo.

"Wake up, are you alright?"

The visitor walked in front of him and asked himself with concern.

“......！”

It turned out that this girl with a concerned face was the old man of Poyang, the dragon girl Lingyi!

Seeing that the young man was dumbfounded, Ling Yi'er made a grimace and said strangely:

"Huh, why are you still hanging there?"

It turned out that the turning point just now came too quickly, so that after the tide receded, until now, Hall Master Zhang was still hung in the air like a loofah by the two loyal girls in the hall!

"How are you?!"

The boy who fell back to the ground blurted out this sentence.

"Hmph~ Why can't it be me?"

The dragon girl snorted slightly.

"Sister Lingyi~"

When he was embarrassed, it was Xiao Qiongwei who stepped forward and screamed sweetly. The princess of the Dragon Palace, who has always been only spoiled, was overjoyed when she heard the little girl call her sister, and stepped forward to stroke the little girl's hair and smiled:

"It's still Sister Qiong Wei!"

Xingyan only relieved his strength at this time, and looked at the person in front of him - at this time, the four dragon girls had a red and fiery pearl on her forehead, and the tassels hung down her forehead; on the soft yellow skirt, she was decorated with brilliant green feathers; between half anger and half laughter, she couldn't tell the wind and beauty, and her expression was beautiful.

Somehow, when she saw Lingyi, she was happy in her eyes, but she didn't just save herself. was about to greet her, but suddenly I only felt a sweet voice in my throat, and with a "wow", the blood that had been hidden for a long time suddenly spurted out!

"Ahh

Seeing him vomit blood, the three girls exclaimed together.

"If you don't worry, it's okay if you spit out this blood. ”

Xingyan smiled lightly. He didn't say this purely to comfort people, but after spitting out the blood, he felt much more refreshed.

Just as he was about to ask Lingyi'er if it was the divine dragon just now, he suddenly felt a gust of incense blowing on his face—when he looked at it, he saw an elegant champa handed to him.

"Quickly wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth. ”

Lingyi'er said softly.

"Thank you. ”

Seeing her kindness, Xingyan quickly took it and wiped it off her lips. This snow-blue silk handkerchief has just been pulled from her daughter's arm, and her body temperature is still there, and it is folded into a concentric appearance. It's just that the careless boy doesn't care about this, and he doesn't expand it, but just rubs it there.

After wiping it, Xingyan looked at the blood-stained embroidered handkerchief, and then said apologetically with some trepidation:

"Oh, Lingyi, I've stained your silk handkerchief. I'll go to the river and wash myself now, and I'll give you back—"

"Hmph, I just remember it now? Tell you, this handkerchief can't be washed off if it's stained with blood!"

"Ahh

The boy began to be suspicious, not knowing how this delicate girl would pay for herself, but she heard the dragon girl say softly:

"It's okay, I have hundreds of handkerchiefs like this anyway. I'll put this one there first......"

"That's a good idea!"

Xingyan breathed a sigh of relief and was greatly grateful.

Just when the little man and woman were just talking about these trivial things, they suddenly heard an angry shout next to them:

"Bah! You will take me down, if you want to kill or chop you have a saying, how can you just talk about the past, is it possible to humiliate the gods?!"

"Huh?"

Hearing his angry shout, Ling Yi'er remembered that there was a god monster next to him that had been taken down by herself. Hearing this, he saw the ragged clothes on the young man's chest sprayed with blood, and immediately became furious, and turned around and scolded coquettishly:

"Okay, you little demon god! Don't say that this palace has forgotten, well, since you have the backbone, this princess will fulfill you!"

As he spoke, Lingyi took a few steps back, and with a move of his hand, Fan Chuan flew sideways, and fell in front of Xingyan with a "chirp". Then I listened to the four dragon maidens casually say:

"Wake up, this monster will be handed over to you, you can dispose of it!"

Before the words fell, the Yaoguang Divine Sword, which I didn't know where to run just now, flew back into the young man's hand.

"This ......"

Seeing that the wicked man was tied up and thrown in front of him like a Dragon Boat Festival dumpling, and let himself fall, he didn't know what to do for a while. At this time, those officials and people at the head of Zhenyang City were all looking at this side with their eyes in the extreme. Although, it seems that after the young Taoist priest with mana released the raised dragon, the demon god has been defeated, and now it is calm and peaceful, but just after eating that big shock, Peng Xiangpu and they didn't dare to open the city gate casually, and then go around to watch the excitement.

Speaking again, he hesitated for a moment, and calmed down against Fan Chuan's eyes full of hatred. After a little thought, I saw him step forward with his sword, as if he was about to make a move.

"Don't!"

When he had just taken two steps forward, he saw a woman running out of the horizon, accompanied by a cry, and her body in front of Fan Chuan.

"Miss Peng, ...... are you?"

It turned out that this person was the pearl of Peng Xiangpu, the lord of Zhenyang County, Peng Runlan!

Suddenly, seeing the young lady of the official mansion running in front of the demon god, Xingyan and Xue Yi were suddenly surprised.

Listening to the woman who had just been rescued by the spirit sword on the embankment, she bowed her head to them and pleaded with sorrow:

"The little girl begs Dao Ye, don't kill my Langjun!"

After speaking, I can't cry.

"Lang Jun?!"

When he first heard this, he was shocked.

It's just that he was only stunned for a moment, and his heart immediately brightened. Hearing her words, all the doubts in her heart were all solved. After a little hesitation, and just as he was about to be questioned, he suddenly heard the god who fell to the ground shouting:

"Runlan, don't beg him!"

Listening to the hatred of the people behind her, Runlan stopped her sadness, looked back and said:

"Fan Lang, if you die, how can I live alone?"

“...... Why are you doing this?"

As soon as he heard Runlan's words, the originally menacing god and monster immediately let out a long sigh and looked depressed.

Looking at the situation of the two people in front of him parting from death, Xingyan didn't know what it was like in his heart, so he took a step forward and said warmly:

"Miss Peng, for the time being, I just want to ask him a few words first, and I hope he can answer truthfully. ”

Hearing that there seemed to be some room for change between the words of this little Taoist priest, Miss Peng suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw, and promised Fan Chuan in a series of voices, guaranteeing that he would definitely answer the truth if he asked. Seeing that the people behind her did not object, Xingyan asked:

"Fan Chuan, where did you come from?"

When he heard the questioning, the god said proudly:

"Hmph, you little Taoist priest, listen up, I am a descendant of Ji Meng, the god of wind and rain in West Kunlun, and now I am serving under the seat of the water marquis of the South China Sea, and I am the god of the waves and waves - the name of this god is Fan Chuan!"

"Oh!

At first hearing this, Xingyan was startled, and stammered to confirm:

"You—Are you really a god of the sea?"

"Of course, why should I lie to you. ”

"Then, why don't you look at things in the South China Sea, but you come here to Zhenyang to cause disaster?"

After a few hands, he said that he was not very afraid of this god.

Listening to his question, the god general who was tied in the ribbon was like a deflated ball, and said gloomily:

"Well, don't mention it. The god occasionally complained about the water marquis because of trivial matters, so he was temporarily degraded and played all the way here. ”

Next, under the questioning of the teenager who was determined to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, a few people present realized that the drought in Zhenyang in front of them was not entirely Fan Chuan's fault.

It turned out that the derogatory god general under the Dragon Prince of the South China Sea, in order to relax, traveled to Zhenyang County more than a month ago, and happened to be affected by a drought in Zhenyang. I inadvertently followed the water veins all the way, and I happened to hear that the daughter of the Peng Mansion, in front of the deep boudoir "according to the makeup", facing the dry pond, melancholy about her own flowery years, and the water passed away in an instant. After that, I listened to her song on the drum and piano - that lonely and sparse delicate appearance fell in the eyes of the South China Sea god general, who was also depressed and lonely, and was immediately shocked.

Therefore, the derogatory god general, who was full of admiration, did not care about the divine power, and immediately let the stone spring gush as before, and in a moment filled the bottoming spring pool with a pool of clear water.

Just when Runlan saw the surging spring tide at first glance and was overjoyed, Fan Chuan broke out of the waves again, stepped on the waves and came to the makeup, and expressed his heart to the frightened spring boudoir woman, and even told his identity truthfully. When he finished speaking, he felt that he was reckless and uneasy in his heart, but he heard that the deep and talented girl who was as lonely as a ghostly flower, saw that he was sincere, and he actually agreed, and he fell in love. Precisely:

self-pity often watches movies according to water, and others are more stupid;

Biyi is willing to become a bird with the same fate, and he is ashamed to be a branch.

Of course, Fan Chuan is unlikely to be very clear about this love between men and women, but the process of getting to know the two is roughly the same. It's just that although Fan Chuan Runlan and I are willing to make a heart-to-heart promise, it is not a long-term solution. And these two people who have a strong affection don't even have the courage to mention it to the Peng County Duke who deeply values the rites of the Holy Gate. At this moment, for the livelihood of the people of Hexian County, Daddy Runlan posted the list of recruiting talents and relatives. In this way, Fan Chuan felt that it was a godsend, and felt that this was a great opportunity. After all, even if this Zhenyang drought was a natural disaster, as long as he, the Miao descendant of the god of wind and rain, used some mana to take some rain from the rivers in the realm to rain, it was just a trivial matter!

And the ridiculous thing is here - because of the repair of the Dragon King Temple, the rain prayer organized by Master Peng must be postponed for a few days, so Fan Chuan, the god general who is in hot love, suffers from gains and losses, for fear that God will make fun of him, and suddenly rain falls a day or two before asking for rain, and his marriage is ruined in vain. Therefore, in the past few days, this South Sea God has been out every day, and he has been in a hurry to absorb water and qi every night, and even last night's injuries have not stopped.

Hearing him say this, Peng Runlan, who was blocking in front of him, couldn't help crying again, and said suddenly:

"Fan Lang, since you know that these Taoist priests are strong and can hurt you, why do you want to come to Daddy's temple fair to ask for rain today?"

Listening to her sorrow, the rude god will only say softly:

"Runlan, my mind, don't you understand it to this day?"

Hearing this, the woman looked at the edge of the sword weapon in the hand of the young man in front of her, and couldn't help but mourn.

It's just that although Miss Peng is frightened, when she hears the reason clearly, and then looks at the touching situation in front of her, this Sihai Hall Master, who was originally ready to cut a sword and talk about punishment, really can't do it. I didn't know what to do, so he turned his head and wanted to ask Lingyi's opinion - but who expected that the three girls behind him were all red in their eyes at this time, and tears were faintly ......

Seeing this situation, you don't need to open your mouth, and you can know the answer when you wake up. So, he took a few steps back and said:

"Miss Peng, Brother Fan Chuan, I think you are not a person who speaks falsely, and I will trust you two this time. ”

Speaking of this, Xingyan turned his face to Lingyi'er and said:

"Lingyi, please put away the magic weapon and let Brother Fan go. ”

"Well, good~"

Lingyi happily agreed, and with a wave of his hand, the shining pink ribbon that bound Fan Chuan's body suddenly loosened, flew back to Lingyi like a swimming dragon, and wrapped around the girl's waist and abdomen.

"W-This magic weapon is a belt?"

Seeing that the silk silk was tied around the girl's waist, and the two ribbons were hanging down and floating around her, she was speechless.

Seeing that he was surprised, Lingyi'er was very happy, and boasted:

"Of course, the belt of my Four Desecrated Dragon Palaces is naturally no better than the ordinary!"

Hearing Ling Yi'er's words, the god of the South China Sea Waves, who had already been erected, couldn't help but look at the girl, and then exclaimed:

"You, are you the little princess of the Four Blasphemy Palace's 'Snow Flute Lingyi'?"

"Exactly! It seems that you, a god general, really have some insight. ”

Hearing this, Lingyi smiled proudly.

Just when Fan Chuan heard the words and hurriedly gave a salute, Xingyan said beside him:

"Hmm, it seems that he is really still a god in the water, so what he said just now is a little more credible......"

Seeing that the young man was distracted, the princess smiled and said to him:

"Wake up, what's going on? Last time I said that the name of this 'Snow Flute Lingyi' is well-known all over the world, I didn't lie to you, right?"

Actually, I never doubted it - I just didn't think that the famous 'four seas' meant that. ”

At this time, Qiong Wei also came to make fun, and asked in a tender voice:

"Sister Lingyi, Snow Flute, is that Brother Xingyan's Divine Snow Flute?"

"Yes! Sister Qiong Wei is so smart. ”

Seeing these people again, Lingyi'er was in a good mood. Seeing her lively appearance, Fan Chuan muttered strangely on the side:

"I have long seen that the flute is not a mortal thing, but I didn't expect it to be the famous Four Evil Snow Flute, and I don't know what this young Taoist priest has to do with the Four Evil Dragon Palaces of the land and water system. However, these four dragon girls are a little weird. The rumors don't say that her surname is cold and arrogant, and she is not easy to be close to the young children of the Water Clan; how can she be so lively when she sees it now? Looking at her previous Dragon Clan Holy Power, it is definitely not a fake. ”

"Oh, I see a real person today, but it is even more beautiful than the portrait of Shuihou, it is very ......."

Zheng muttered in a very low voice, but he didn't want to wake up to his ears and eyes, and when he heard his words, he asked:

"What portrait of the water marquis?"

Seeing him ask, the Xingtao God, who was now completely dissatisfied, hurriedly replied:

"The third prince of the South China Sea Dragon Clan in my family has always admired the Four Blasphemy Dragon Girls very much, so in a gathering of water tribe priests, he secretly hid with the Danqing master and painted a portrait so that he could hang it in the study and watch it often. ”

Hearing this, Xingyan immediately shouted:

"Wow! I didn't think that your Shuihou would be so greedy for beauty!"

Hearing the young man's criticism, Fan Chuan had to smile awkwardly. But then I heard the young man continue to ask in a low voice:

"Brother Fan, I don't know where the Danqing master's family lives, I want to visit here to see if I can get a copy...... Oops!"

As soon as he said this, the salivating young man was knocked on the head!

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