[Yang Jian] Who says you can't fall in love

Zhao Gongming's soul was worshiped by Lu Ya, and the business camp was in chaos right now, Xi Qi just took this opportunity to catch his breath.

All the Taoists gathered in one place, discussing how to break the only remaining formation of the Ten Jue Formation - the Red Sand Formation.

Although the red sand formation is not the most dangerous formation, it is the most vicious one. If you want to break this formation, you must have a lucky person in order to protect the person who breaks the formation.

All the old men with white beards racked their brains before deciding on the candidate for the blessing—Wu Wang Jifa.

"You want King Wu to suppress the formation? Then it's better not to break it." Fu Xu leaned on Yang Jian's shoulder, biting the fruit lazily, "Wu Wang is the emperor of the dynasty. If something happens to him in the formation, the huge Xiqi what to do?"

Yang Jian tightly wrapped her arms around her to make her lean more comfortably, and said softly: "So we must send someone to protect the king into the battle, and then protect him every step of the way."

Hearing this, Fuxu paused as he chewed on the crispy fruit.

She blinked blankly, and suddenly realized Wei Er, raised her face suddenly, clamped his chin, and let him look directly at her: "I won't send you there again?!"

Yang Jian nodded innocently.

"No!" Fu Xu sat up and held his wrist very seriously, "That's too dangerous, absolutely not!"

"Ah Fu, think about it, what is not dangerous on the battlefield?"

"..." Blocked speechless by his gentle but firm rebuttal, Fu Xu flashed his eyes in panic, but still insisted, "No, I won't let you go."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." He smiled and put his palm on the back of her hand, "And Nezha. Let's go together."

And Nezha...

Then don't worry...

One is a mortal who doesn't understand the slightest bit of magic, and the other is a reckless half-grown child.He is the only one who can be relied upon in the dangerous red sand formation.It's too busy to take care of themselves, let alone their main purpose is to protect King Wu.

But seeing that he has made up his mind to go, Fu Xu knows that once he has made a decision, he will not change it.

She rolled her eyes a few times and vaguely had an idea.

***

Taking advantage of the time when Master Yuding called him away, Fu Xu trotted to Lu Ya's room.

This fellow is leisurely tossing a handful of dry grass leaves - so withered, yellow and dilapidated, I don't know why he came here for it.

Could it be that he is studying the technique of "reverse time"?

Lu Ya Sanxian is used to it, and I don't know when he developed a habit of picking up everything.Especially all kinds of grass - he doesn't pick the lush and lush ones, but prefers to pick some weird ones.

Fu Xu approached, looked at the grass and at him, rested his chin to study for a while, stretched out his paws, and wanted to pick up a wisp to study carefully.

He stretched his hand halfway, and was slapped away by Lu Ya: "Go, go, go and play."

Fu Xu snorted, sat on the chair next to him, propped his face, and watched him stroke the rare and precious withered grass: "What is this for?"

Hearing her question, Lu Ya pointed at her, squinted his eyes and said "tsk tsk" twice, with an expression of "you are really uneducated": "You don't know that. It is rumored that there is a kind of medicinal herb growing on Xiqi Mountain. It's called 'Fengchun'. It's withered and yellow, just like the appearance of ordinary herbs when they wither. It only grows in this season, and the number is very small, so it is extremely difficult to find. Ordinary people will classify it as dead grass at a glance One category, and those who don’t pay attention, step on it with one foot..."

"So what is it used for?"

Interrupted by Fu Xu mercilessly, Lu Ya choked, and silence spread in the room for a while.

Lu Ya knocked on the table with his fingers helplessly: "You child, it's really... Ai! This grass, although it looks ugly, it is indeed called 'Fengchun', supplemented by the leaves of the Nanming Juyuan tree. Made into elixir, it has the effects of living and dead trees, living and dead people, and bones."

Fu Xu's face was full of disbelief: "Just this handful of dead grass?" She stretched out her hand subconsciously as she spoke, and was slapped away by Lu Ya, watching him put the spring grass into the Qiankun bag like a treasure. "Even if it's really so magical, it's useless if you want it. With your ability, how many people in this world can hurt you?"

"Who said I'm going to keep it for myself?" Lu Ya put away the Qiankun bag, poured a cup of tea for Fu Xu and himself, and gave her a look.

"Speak well, don't be a fool!" Fu Xu patted the table impatiently, "You're so lazy, you definitely won't go looking for herbs for no reason. Could it be that you foresaw something?"

"..." I lost my temper.

Lu Ya really didn't want to stay in the same room with Fu Xu anymore - always being choked by a yellow-haired girl, it would be too embarrassing to speak out.

But... Facing her, there is no way to be cold-faced.

Ever since the group of true god friends he had made friends with in ancient times were all annihilated one after another in the catastrophe, in the tens of thousands of years he lived alone, there was not a single day that he was not haunted by endless loneliness.

Before this child grew up, no god would dare to speak to him like this.

And after she grew up, her mischievousness accompanied him through the most confusing days when he was injured, so she became the only one who dared to sit on his shoulders and command him as a mount, but he was still willing to let go of his identity Children who play with her.

In a blink of an eye, it seemed that he had returned to the catastrophe of the Phoenix Terrace, the day when Jiang Rong entrusted the orphan to him before he died.

All of a sudden, all kinds of feelings came to his heart, and his eyes were full of different emotions.

Seeing that he suddenly lost his mind, Fu Xu couldn't help leaning over and waved his hand in front of him: "Little uncle, I'm talking to you, did you hear me? Little uncle!"

Fu Xu yelled loudly, Lu Ya came back to his senses, cleared his throat, straightened his expression and said, "I heard it! You are always so frizzy, who will dare to marry you in the future."

He was teasing casually, but unexpectedly Fu Xu sat up straight and replied solemnly: "Well, yes, Yang Jian has a good temper."

Lu Ya was speechless again for a moment, and had no choice but to return to the main topic: "I am looking for spring grass, which is reserved for King Wu."

Fu Xu's eyes widened suddenly: "King Wu has a death calamity?"

"Ah."

"But isn't he a man of destiny? How could..."

"Of course, the man destined for God will also have catastrophe." Lu Ya said, "I calculated that he was destined to die, but I don't know what kind of death catastrophe it is. Right now I am here, and I have used some methods to advance his catastrophe, Chuncao and Juyuanshu will protect his life. In case he will be plotted against in the future, Jiang Ziya and the others will be in a mess, and they will go around looking for a solution."

"If it is earlier." Fu Xu thought for a while and said, "Could it be that you are planning to fight the Red Sand Formation?"

"Why do you have so many questions?" Lu Ya folded his arms and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "I haven't asked you yet, why did you come to me? When you came, you were in a hurry, like a gust of wind, and there was nothing The style of a fairy."

Fu Xu lowered his eyes: "I wanted to come to discuss with you, can you let me hold the battle. The phoenix is ​​an auspicious sign, and no one in the world is more auspicious than me. Isn't it best for me to hold the line? But listen to you just now In that case, since this is King Wu's death calamity, it's not easy for me to intervene..."

Lu Ya knew that she must have something to say, so he turned his gaze and looked at her quietly.

Sure enough, she continued very sadly: "Yang Jian and Nezha followed King Wu into the battle, so King Wu would not die in front of them. If King Wu really accepted this death calamity, something will happen to them. I... I don't want anything to happen to Yang Jian." She grabbed Lu Ya's sleeve and begged, "Talk to those old men, take me in with you."

"Regardless of life or death, it is fate. If he is destined to die in the red sand formation, you cannot stop him. If his destiny is all right, it doesn't matter whether you follow him or not."

"You said it lightly." Fu Xu said in a muffled voice, "You have never liked anyone before, how can you understand my thoughts?"

You never liked...

There was a woman who said this to him back then.

Lu Ya looked at her with complicated eyes for a long time before breaking away her hand, and said resolutely: "The Hongsha formation is full of dangers. You are in such a state that you cannot protect yourself. I will not allow you to go in. Instead of coming to me, you might as well go Find Master Yuding and tell him not to send his disciples out."

"Oh, little uncle." Fu Xu was about to rub him a few more words when he heard panicked footsteps coming from outside the door.

"Lu Daojun!"

Jiang Ziya and his disciple Wu Ji ran over in three steps and two steps in parallel. Seeing that the door was wide open, he didn't come in directly, so he stopped at the door and saluted: "Lu Daojun, Master is here."

"Prime Minister looking for me? What's the matter?" Lu Ya and Fu Xu looked at each other, neither of them understood.

"Master has received a letter of war." Wu Ji spoke hesitantly, "It only says that Lu Daojun wants you to leave the city, but also..."

He also said that he would take your soul to sacrifice to heaven.

Wu Ji didn't dare to say this directly, he just gestured with his eyes.

Before he finished speaking, both Fu Xu and Lu Ya understood what he meant.

"Your enemy has been found?" Fu Xu tilted his head and asked suspiciously, "What kind of enmity is this? Tete came to find Xiqi?"

"Nonsense! I'm suave and kind, how could I make enemies!" Lu Ya flicked his finger at Fu Xu's forehead, making her tears fall instantly, and then looked at Wu Ji with satisfaction, "The one who came to send the letter of war, but three Empress Xiao's people?"

ah!Fu Xu rubbed his forehead, and then remembered that Lu Ya had paid homage to the elder brother of Mistress Sanxiao and the others a few days ago.

In less than three days, they found them, which shows that they are really brothers and sisters.

"The person who sent the letter of war claimed to be Immortal Hanzhi."

Lu Ya raised the corners of his lips in disdain, and waved his hands: "I see, it's hard work for you to run, you go back first, I will go there soon."

When Wu Jifang left, Lu Ya smiled mysteriously: "Fu Xu, you don't have to worry this time, you can stay with your little lover now."

Fu Xu was confused: "Huh?"

"The most troublesome thing is coming. As the most outstanding disciple of Chanjiao's generation, your little lover will probably stay to deal with Mistress Sanxiao."

Fu Xu looked at Lu Ya's back as he left gracefully, and after digesting for a while, he finally understood what he meant—Yang Jian would stay to deal with the most difficult people.

But doesn't this worry her more?

"Hey! Uncle... Lu Daojun, wait for me!"