"In Xia Wang Xiaoran, entrusted by the Son of Heaven God Emperor to visit, and I also hope that the fairy of the empty mulberry will see you!"

At this time, the sun is setting in the west, the sky is orange and red, and the mountains of Peter are undulating like waves. A small river in the valley flows calmly and zigzags north. The green grass on both sides of the river, the bamboo forest is endless, and it looks like green mist from afar. There is a bamboo house in the bamboo forest by the river, and the smoke curls from the cooking.

Seeing that no one responded, Wang Xiaoran, who was standing at the mouth of the valley, clasped his fists again and said loudly: "Junior Wang Xiaoran, take the liberty to visit the seniors." ”

There was still no response in the valley, only the murmuring of the water, the sound of the birds was lonely, and he clenched his fists and shouted a few times, but there was still no response.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoran had no choice but to acquiesce to the master and go straight inside. In the winter of the river, Wang Xiaoran walked south along the stream, butterflies fluttering overhead. The river water is crystal clear and low on the side, full of pebbles, and the occasional goldback fish several feet long shuttles leisurely. The green breath of the grass rushed to the face, washing away the turbidity around the body.

Suddenly, a soft voice said faintly, "Did I let you in?And do you know who the person I hate the most in my life?"

Before the words fell, the fragrant wind in the valley was blowing, the bamboo forest was dancing, and a lilac figure suddenly flashed out of the bamboo house, and in an instant floated in front of Tuoba Ye.

I saw a woman in purple standing three feet away. She has white hair raised high, her eyebrows are as light as smoke, her eyes are like autumn water, and her skin is white and greasy like snow.

Wang Xiaoran smiled faintly and said, "Since the fairy predecessors did not deny it, it is natural to take it as a tacit acquiescence." The fairy predecessors love Shennong's predecessors the most, so the most hated is naturally Shennong's predecessors. ”

The purple-clothed Kongsang Fairy's face suddenly changed greatly, and she said coldly: "It seems that you know a lot, so you still dare to come to me, aren't you afraid of death?"

After speaking, the purple shadow of the Kongsang Fairy flashed, and a beautiful palm slapped at Wang Xiaoran. The true qi in the palm of his hand seems to be strong, but it does not carry any killing intent.

Wang Xiaoran smiled in her heart, knowing that there was a door. But on the surface, his complexion changed drastically, and he pretended to be flustered and stepped back. Because Wang Xiaoran knew that he was estimated to have to suffer some hardships, he vented his grievances against Shennong to the Kongsang Fairy, and the next thing could go on.

So Wang Xiaoran used the kung fu of Tai Chi Yun to dodge and defend with strength while transporting Getaway and Ling Bo Weibu. It seems dangerous, but in fact there is nothing.

"Boy, your boxing skills are good! It's a pity that your cultivation is too poor. As he spoke, the Kongsang Fairy suddenly increased his strength by five points, and his action was twice as fast.

As soon as the sleeve robe was flicked, the palm of the slender white jade pressed on Wang Xiaoran's chest. A wisp of blood appeared at the corner of Wang Xiaoran's mouth, and he flew upside down for several feet, and then he took three steps back and stood up.

"Fairy, don't you want to meet Shennong's seniors? Shennong's seniors have already issued a warrant to allow you to leave Yanggu!" Wang Xiaoran said respectfully.

The Kongsang Fairy said with a smile: "Boy, you go back and tell Shennong, thanks to his kindness, I have been in this soup valley for more than two hundred years, and I am too old to want to go anywhere." Besides, if I really want to get out of here, do I have to wait until today?"

After speaking, the empty mulberry fairy turned his head and left.

Seeing that this was the case, Wang Xiaoran had no choice but to make a big move. Take off your white jade flute from your waist, put it to your lips, and blow it melodiously. The melody is lingering and poignant, and it is the "Instant Fanghua Song".

"Morning dew epiphany, close to the end of the world, humanity is the Yellow River ten songs, after all, it flows eastward. Eight thousand years old jade, withered overnight, asked the sky why in this life? Where the wind blew last night, Luoying listened to who counted. Ninety thousand miles of sky, the wind makes a shadow, who is with everyone? Thousands of autumns and Beidou, Yao Palace is cold and bitter, not as good as the fairy couple, a hundred years of rivers and lakes. ”

While playing, Wang Xiaoran also used a recording instrument to play Shennong's desolate and lonely singing, which was sung when he bid farewell to Tuoba Ye in Nanji Mountain.

The empty mulberry fairy suddenly stood up, as if it had turned into an iceberg stone rock in an instant.

The evening breeze whispers, and the bamboo forest is swaying. I don't know how long it took, but the Kongsang Fairy said coldly: "Boy, did he tell you to play this tune? Is this also the voice he left behind?"

Wang Xiaoran shook his head and said: "The singing voice of Shennong's predecessor was secretly recorded by me with a treasure before he was poisoned and ascended to immortal in Nanji Mountain, and the song was played by Gu Shooting Fairy in Qingdi Garden." ”

The Kongsang Fairy suddenly trembled all over, turned around suddenly, her face was snow-white, and said, "What?"

"The God Emperor has materialized in the Dragon's Tooth Rock more than two months ago. The last thing he sang was this song. Wang Xiaoran sighed sadly.

The Kongsang fairy stood stunned, frowning and silent, with a dazed expression, as if he had never understood what he meant. After a long time, he slowly smiled, and suddenly a teardrop flowed from the corner of his eye, and then two, three, his face was full of jade. She stood in the wind like this, smiling with tears, like a pear blossom with rain, blooming in the wind, unable to tell whether it was joy or sadness.

Two hundred years ago, the Wood Clan's holy daughter Kongsang Fairy was exiled to Yanggu because she fell in love with the God Emperor and violated the clan rules. At that time, Shennong was the god emperor of the Great Wilderness and commanded the five clans, but he did not dare to disobey the clan rules, and watched his lover being exiled to Tanggu.

The moment she boarded the prisoner ship and crossed the ocean, she was already soft and her heart was like ashes. For her, the Council of Elders, or the clan rules, is not the most hated. The most hated thing is the man who loves her, but is powerless to fight for her. From that moment on, she was dead.

For the past two hundred years, living in Yanggu, a barren mountain and a poor sea, she thought she had forgotten the past. But every time I hear the word Shennong, I will be sad and angry, and even go on a killing spree. Youth is no more, Shaohua is gone, but the unrelieved sorrow is getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, I heard that Shennong was dead, and suddenly I only felt that my mind was empty, and all the hate, love, and concern disappeared in an instant, and I was empty.

It was also at this moment that she suddenly realized that her feelings for Shennong were still so hot. Now, many things don't matter anymore. The important thing is the song he sang on his deathbed.

What could be more important than the fact that his emotions and remorse had been conveyed through the voice of a young man who had been exiled for so many years?

My heart has never been so turbulent, and I have never been so peaceful and peaceful. At the beginning of the night in the valley, the evening breeze is cool, and the smell of fresh green grass flows in the body like a river. Her cold tears continued to cross her smile, dripping into the grass one by one.

"Where is his body?" Suddenly, the Kongsang Fairy asked with a smile and tears.

"In order not to disturb his old man's body, I asked an elder of the [Taiyi Palace] to take his body to a large island off the coast of the southeast. The place itself was instructed by the God Emperor, and I will make it the station of the [Taiyi Palace] and call it Xiaoyao Island. Wang Xiaoran continued to perform.

"Easy Island, good name! It's wonderful to be buried there when you die. The Empty Mulberry Fairy muttered to herself.

Next, Wang Xiaoran's successful flickering Kongsang Fairy joined the [Taiyi Palace]. Of course, for the Kongsang Fairy, he just wanted to guard the corpse of Shennong's petrified corpse. Away from the wilderness, Xiaoyao Island is a good place.

As for the situation when Shennong was found to be alive and kicking around, and he was deceived by Wang Xiaoran, this matter will be handed over to Shennong to deal with. Wang Xiaoran thought evilly, when the time comes, will I love a piece of firewood or something like that. To deal with this situation, Papapap is definitely the most effective way.

"If you want to get out of Yanggu Island, you have to take those people with you. Unless you can get rid of the seal that guards this place, I suspect that there is a powerful artifact hidden in the Fusang Tree, as well as a powerful spirit of the seal, otherwise you can't look down on so many people on the island. The Kongsang Fairy analyzed Wang Xiaoran.

Wang Xiaoran nodded and said: "I know! Inside the Fusang Tree is the Immortal Knife, the head of the Seven Great Artifacts of the Wood Clan, that is, the Miao Knife, and the seal inside the Miao Knife is the Blue Emperor Yu Zhuo Cheng Yuan God who fought the Six Dragons six hundred years ago, and it is because of this that the Ten Day Bird is guarding the Fusang Tree." ”

Then, Wang Xiaoran told the Fairy Kongsang about the reason, and then begged her to help him lift the seal of Yu Zhuocheng.

Fairy Kongsang nodded and said, "It is incumbent on you! When it comes to seniority, it's still my maternal grandfather. ”

Wang Xiaoran was stunned, thinking that at this time, the nobles of the five clans really wanted to pull up, and they were all relatives, although all kinds of black hands have always been correct, they are still harmonious on the surface.