Xiuxian is like this

The scorching sun hangs high, and the huge sphere blooms brightly in the sky.

A white wave hit at a high speed, ignoring the high-temperature heat waves that spread out in circles, and pierced through the crimson woven fire net.

In an instant, the heat wave was gone, and the surrounding area was cool.

Lu Bei looked at the huge sphere above his head, or at the bottom, and felt that there was something in the Suzaku portal. The place where the opportunity was located was actually an artificial star with its own gravity.

Although the area is a bit small, it is only the size of Langyu County + Jiuzhu Mountain when it is flattened out.

The three of them adjusted their balance and flew towards the palace below. The background was a fiery red light curtain and a land of thousands of miles of yellow sand.

The White Tiger Palace is embedded in the rock wall, with a simple atmosphere; the Qinglong Palace blends in with nature and is low-key and invisible; the Xuanwu Palace is placed in the deep sea, calm and heavy.

Compared with these three palaces, Suzaku Palace is very fancy, with colorful crystal bricks and stones, which looks like a colorful phoenix spreading its wings from a distance.

Zhu Qilan didn't care about these things, so Yufeng brought Lu Bei and the two to the gate of the main hall, and went straight to the depths of the main hall.

Lu Bei quickly followed, keeping a distance of one body, if there was a sneak attack by a treacherous villain, this distance could be used to resist with a shield, and retreated to leave safely.

In the main hall, there are hundreds of meters of pillars lined up at intervals of hundreds of meters, and the diameter of each pillar is encircled by several people. At a glance, the number is incalculable.

Looking at the architectural layout of this Saobao, one can imagine that among the four spirits, Suzaku has the best face.

"People found."

Zhu Qilan sensed the wind and found the hostage who was brutally captured by the old monster Zhiyuan, and rushed over quickly.

In sight, more than 20 people sat cross-legged on the ground, with their eyes closed and their faces sad.

A monk in a yellow robe sat across from the crowd. While guarding, he did not forget to chant scriptures and encourage good people. He opened his mouth and put down the butcher knife, and became a Buddha without saying a word. scriptures.

The monk had a compassionate look on his face, and a wisp of black devilish energy wafted from the corner of his eyebrows, and his whole body revealed strangeness.

He didn't move at all, with no hostility to attack, but Zhu Qilan didn't dare to be careless, quickly swept over more than 20 hostages, and then...

Another glance.

Hey, where is Yan'er?

"Three benefactors, I am very polite."

The yellow-robed monk stood up slowly, seeing that Zhu Qilan was full of evil spirits, he smiled kindly and said, "don't panic, old man Zhiyuan, but he is not Zhiyuan either. It was the Zhiyuan of the past, but not the current Zhiyuan. Yuan Suo was delighted, so he was sent over to guard, and the few came at the right time, so hurry up and take these benefactors away."

Zhu Qilan frowned, understood the deep meaning of what the yellow-robed monk said, and didn't believe a word of the nonsense, so he raised his hand and asked the yellow-robed monk to go away.

The yellow-robed monk smiled slightly, put his hands together on his chest, and walked slowly towards the back of the hall. Every step he took, his body became darker, and after ten steps, he completely faded away.

In mid-air, the lingering sound echoed.

"Of the three benefactors, the other one was captured by Zhi Yuan in the back hall. He has a deep demonic nature. He got the Suzaku relic, and he will definitely kill him. The old monk is weak and can't persuade him. If you want to save people, you can go with the old monk. "

After the words fell, the hostages woke up one after another. Seeing Zhu Qilan and the other three did not stop, they ran out of Suzaku Palace in horror.

"Thousands of calculations, it turns out that Yan'er has the Vermillion Bird fate..."

Zhu Qilan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, looking at Lu Bei before he could speak, and said in a low voice: "Yan'er...the plan has changed, the old monster Zhiyuan wants to take her life, I am not an opponent alone, I want to invite you..."

"Cousin, don't bow your head, the crown will fall off, I just like your rebellious look."

Lu Bei raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "Besides, Yan'er is your sister and my sister, what are the two dialects of my family?"

This man also has some redeeming qualities.

Zhu Qilan nodded slightly, kept the favor in his heart, and secretly swore that he would repay it as soon as possible, and never give someone a chance to repay the favor.

"Smoke!"

"Brother Yi?"

The two affectionate calls were so sweet that Lu Bei and Zhu Qilan shook their bodies at the same time, and turned their heads stiffly to look at the dog and man.

I saw Zhu Yi hugging a woman and patted her shoulders to comfort him, and he spoke caringly.

"Brother Yi, why... didn't you tell you to go, why did you come back?"

"Yan'er joked again, my heart is with you, no matter how far you go, you will always come back."

"It's very kind of you, Yan'er saw the right person."

"Don't cry, you've become a little cat."

"..." x2

Lu Bei: ...

In this situation, he seemed to understand something.

Zhu Qilan also probably understood something, her delicate body swayed from side to side, fortunately Lu Bei helped her so she didn't fall down on the spot, her face was livid, her chest heaved violently, and tremblingly stretched out her fingers to point at the dog and man.

"Uncle Eighth Emperor, she... who is this person, where is Yan'er?"

"That's right, she is Yan'er."

Holding the weak and delicate body in his arms, Zhu Yi grinned, a little embarrassed: "Chang Ming, I will not hide the matter from you until now, this girl is my goddaughter, the eldest grandson Mengyan, the eldest daughter of the eldest grandson's family, don't you Stare at me, we really love each other."

Zhu Qilan: ...

What a true love, you can save this sentence and tell your aunt and Yan'er to see if they will believe your nonsense!

Chapter 189 A Dismal Life With Left and Right Hugs

Zhu Yi's brazenness made Zhu Qilan so angry that he racked his brains and couldn't figure out what exactly his aunt liked about him.

What's wrong with this man?

For a moment, Zhu Qilan wanted to draw his sword and kill someone.

Did not pull out.

Of course Zhu Yi deserved to be hacked into pieces, but the eldest grandson Mengyan was really polite and self-cultivated. Realizing that outsiders were present, she hurriedly pushed Zhu Yi away, wiped away her tears and bowed in salute. Not anymore.

The two of you, who came from famous families and are all ladies, what kind of man can't be found, why are you crowded on a tree and hanged?

Especially you, he is the father of three children, or your godfather, the son-in-law who joined the family of the Great Elder of Huangjizong. If you do this, are you not afraid of bringing catastrophe to the family?

Zhu Qilan couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to say much because he was tired. He waved and led Lu Bei to follow the yellow-robed monk.

"Wait a minute, Changming. Eighth Uncle still has a few bottles of healing medicine. Take them with you. They might come in handy later." Zhu Yi took out five bottles of mending marrow, and quickly caught up with Zhu Qilan. He didn't want to touch anything that passed his hand.

"You child, it's already this time, and you still..."

He stopped in the middle of the conversation, because Lu Bei did not change his face, took the five bottles of Butian Essence, and followed Zhu Qilan with strides, not forgetting to keep a body distance at all times.

"Brother Yi, the demon monk has cultivated in the Void Realm, and his supernatural powers are unpredictable. The two sisters just passed by..."

The eldest grandson Mengyan didn't want to say depressing words, so she changed her words: "Saving people is a good thing, it's not worth getting yourself into it, why don't you persuade them again, let them leave together before it's too late!"

"Don't talk nonsense, where are the two sisters, why didn't I look at them?"

Zhu Yi made fun of it, without saying much, and said bluntly: "Chang Ming is a genius of the royal family. He practiced the ten secrets of Shanggong. Her opponent doesn't have a lot of Void Refining Realm."

The eldest grandson Mengyan was envious and envious, and asked: "What about the other sister?"

"I don't know..."

Zhu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "I'm also quite curious. With Chang Ming's arrogance, this son can catch her eyes, and his aptitude must be strong but not weak. I don't know where she found a good match. Not a single word of wind leaked out."

Good match? !

The eldest grandson Mengyan covered her mouth in astonishment, thinking about the picture of the red bed and pink curtains, and the two beauties flirting with each other.In an instant, her pretty face was slightly red, and she punched Zhu Yi's chest with small fists, neither serious nor heavy, telling him not to chew his tongue indiscriminately, so as not to ruin the princess's reputation.

"Go, it's not safe here, let's go to the desert and wait."

Zhu Yi put his arms around his goddaughter, sighed and said: "Yan'er, I promised to find you a chance, but I met a troublesome bald donkey. This trip is destined to be fruitless. I will keep my promise next time."

"It's dangerous, why not just leave Sishen Lake?"

"No, I have to make money to support you."

"It's too hard, why don't I support you..."

……

"Here, I'll give you these two bottles of sky-replenishing marrow, take it with you, and take a breath when you're about to die."

The heat wave in the direction of the apse was overwhelming. Lu Bei took out two bottles of Butian Marrow and handed them to Zhu Qilan. Seeing that he had no intention of taking it at all, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's the two bottles you snatched earlier, the five bottles your uncle gave you. bottle, I keep it for myself."

You can really be a man!

Zhu Qilan gave Lu Bei a blank look, took two bottles of butian marrow, and felt that this person was alright in such a bad situation.

Suddenly, her complexion darkened, and she warned: "Since you recognize me as a cousin by your relatives, then I will be ugly to the front. Uncle Eight is a disgrace to the royal family. In the future, you can kill people and set fires, or do evil things, but you can't become an old lady." Someone like him."

"I'm afraid it's very difficult. The sun rises and the moon sets, time is gone, and youth will end. You and I..."

Speaking of this, Lu Bei realized that he was divorced from reality, and apologized: "I was wrong, I am still a child, but youth has nothing to do with you, you are living a day-to-day life, and every time you open your eyes, you are single again. "

Zhu Qilan: "..."

Take back the previous emotion, this person is really not good, if he talks too much, his life will be shortened.

Thinking of Zhu Yi, Lu Bei sighed worriedly: "When I think that I will become an adult like Uncle Ba in the future, my heart suddenly twitches. I want to resist, but I am afraid that I will not be able to defeat fate, so I finally fall into a left hug." A bleak life in the arms of the right."

Zhu Qilan: "..."

With just this one word, she also saw the future, and she was sure that Lu Bei's left and right hugs did not include her.

……

apse.

The crystal-clear brick walls bloom with crimson red light, the fire-colored light curtain is like a dream, the divine bird flutters its wings and hangs in the dream, and the colorful feathers float and flow, writing a series of obscure and profound pictures.

Below the divine bird, a young man sat cross-legged, his face was as white as paper, dripping with sweat.

Zhu Shihan.

The white tiger's family failed in a gambling fight, and was carried away by his fourth grandfather. He came to the Zhuque's family to join in the fun, but was caught by the old monster Zhiyuan, and became a prisoner together with other Zhu family children.

The good news is that he lives in the Suzaku fate, and his future is limitless.

The bad news is that the old monster Zhiyuan successfully seized his house, took half of his body, and used his fate to steal the treasure left by Suzaku.

As for Zhu Shihan's fourth grandfather, it is difficult to say that his bones are not cold because there is no armor left.

"Zhiyuan, a young man has his destiny, what is his is his after all, you can't get it if you take it away, don't be obsessed with it." The yellow robe monk stood behind Zhu Shihan, with a sad face.

"It makes sense, then have you ever thought about it, if he is really destined, why can I get the chance?"

Zhu Shihan opened his mouth slowly, and said with a hoarse smile: "Opportunity can't be forced, I can force it, it means that fate is in my hands, and you are the one who is obsessed with obsession."

"Zhi Yuan, let go of your obsession..."

"Noisy!"

Zhu Shihan snorted coldly and interrupted: "Damn donkey, if you are really merciful, then shut up and piss me off, and none of the people outside will even want to live."

"They're gone."

"Oh, you bald donkey will be a good person."

Zhu Shihan frowned slightly, sensing that the two auras were gradually approaching, he said angrily: "The people you attract, you deal with them yourself, don't let them disturb my practice, or you will be killed together."

"Zhi Yuan, I am not afraid of death."

"Hehehe-"

Zhu Shihan smiled coldly, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, and the translucent body of the yellow-robed monk condensed into a solid body, with flesh and blood, and his heartbeat was vigorous and powerful.

Hiti's physical body, the yellow-robed monk couldn't smile at all, the black devilish energy in his brows soared, eroding his whole body, and dyed him into a black bald head.

At this time, it is more accurate to use the black robe monk to describe it.

"Zhi Yuan, this old monk will not be a slave to a tiger, this body will soon be returned to the young man." Zhu Shihan said.

The black-robed monk flung his sleeves away, and said with a sneer, "Baldy donkey, you talk too much nonsense. Others don't understand you, but I still don't understand you? Pretending to be merciful, pretending to be the real thing, you stay here to cultivate, I'm going to meet those two juniors who don't know how to live or die."

In the front of the apse, the black-robed monk blocked Lu Bei and Zhu Qilan. He didn't say a single word of nonsense to the two who took the initiative to die.

The terrifying face stalked the ground, turning into dozens of black-robed avatars, with vicious gazes from their red eyes, rushing to Zhu Qilan with open teeth and claws, suddenly turning into endless swords, lights and swords.

Zhu Qilan's face remained unchanged, and he drew a white line in front of him like a knife with his palm. The freezing cold air spread against the wind, and the sword, light and sword could not advance an inch.

As she clenched her fists with five fingers, dozens of black-robed avatars crumbled and scattered ice powder, dripping black muddy water all over the ground.

"Oh, it's a bit of a skill."