[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Ao Cunxin suddenly felt that it was meaningless for her to spend time here competing with two weird little beggars. They just used some kind of magic to steal the three-pointed and two-edged halberd. Could it be possible that a little incompetence in Taoism would be harmful to Yang Jian?He said dejectedly: "As a senior, I bullied you. It's my fault. I can't pay you. You go, don't cause trouble for us again."

A Xiao pouted: "We won't leave, we finally met a very powerful character, we want to worship Yang Jian as our teacher."

Ao Cunxin only felt that everything was calm and calm, and everything was not important until he found Xiaoyu, so he responded casually: "The opportunity cannot be forced, and when there is a destiny in the future, I will speak for you, but if he insists on not refusing, it will be you." The fate method." She caressed the ink bone fan, saw the faint carvings on it, and felt more and more sad from it-I used to laugh at you for being stupid, but I didn't know how many stupid things I did for you, so stupid that even Xiaoyu I couldn't protect it either...

"Hmph, 'Except that Wushan is not a cloud', if there is no fate, you must also cultivate the fate." Duan said sullenly, wringing his fingers.

"You've read a lot at such a young age." Ao Cunxin smiled reluctantly, and was about to say goodbye to them, but she was bewildered for a moment, and couldn't help feeling a chill down her spine—except Wushan is not Yun?"Lisi" by Yuan Zhen of the former dynasty?But isn't this the Yin and Shang era?What time and space does she live in? "That's a nice poem, baby, did you write it?"

"My uncle taught me."

Ao Cun had great doubts in his heart, and his heart was beating wildly. Because he was afraid of scaring the child, the smile on his face became more gentle, and he held Dumb in his arms shortly, as if he had glimpsed the shadow of Yang Jian hiding a knife in his smile in his own behavior. Ask her clearly and softly: "Your uncle must be a very learned man. What's his name? Tell me, maybe I've heard of it."

"Uncle is uncle, a teacher."

A Xiao sighed: "It's over, it's over, if you let my cousin know that we can't even remember my uncle's name, we should start nagging again."

Ao Cunxin stretched out her arms to embrace A Xiao, and unexpectedly smelled the fragrance of the earthy smell on her body, obviously not a real beggar. "Where is your home? Let me take you home. It's either a beast or a soldier. It's too dangerous."

A Xiao Wuyun rubbed against her neck in a sunny manner, and smiled slyly: "It's far away, you can't send it. We came from Kunlun, do you know? It's from a long, long tunnel Get over there, and as soon as the man 'over there' says a spell, we'll have to go home."

Duan also blinked at A Xiao like a charade, and smiled triumphantly: "That tunnel, in the past, only a phantom could pass through it, but it has been improved a lot, and the whole person can pass through it, isn't it amazing? "

Ao Cunxin seemed to have touched an extremely weird answer, and asked with difficulty: "Are you here...to...to make people cry?"

Dumb and Ah Xiao looked blank, "Ah? It's just for fun, what kind of gameplay is the teacher talking about?"

"Then, has anyone died in that tunnel of yours?"

"Isn't it? It's been fine all the time... Hey, where are you going!"

Ao Cunxin didn't wait for A Xiao to finish speaking, and flew up to the top of the cloud.She is going to Kunlun to see, she must do something, even if there is only a slight possibility... No, even if there is no possibility at all, she must try her best to get Xiaoyu back!Since those two children are probably descendants who came from the tunnel of the virtual world, and since they said that no one died in the tunnel of the virtual world before, Xiaoyu must have arrived in Yin Shang, right?

The clouds dazzled her, and she had been dizzy and top-heavy since the beginning, but now she was blown by the cold wind from the sky, and her eyes turned black.

……

Can't catch anything.

What you want, what you want to give up, nothing can be controlled by yourself.

What is the use of living?Nothing can be won.What's the use of dying?Nothing will change.

Suddenly I miss him so much, I really want to tell him all this.

……

Like a song but not a song, like a chant but not a chant, one wave is stronger than the other, Ao Cunxin gradually regained consciousness in such a voice, like the howling of mountains and forests, like the sigh of ancient times.Warm power moves between the tendons, bit by bit to replenish the body that is empty due to the forced passage through the virtual tunnel, but the hands and feet seem to be pressed by something and cannot be lifted.

Ao Cunxin opened his eyes, turned his head away from the bright light of the fire, he heard unintelligible words one after another, and the sand and gravel in the wind hit his face very uncomfortable.

A strange voice said something very close to her, but she couldn't understand it, only felt that the voice was like thunder from the sky, deep and deep.Her eyes adapted to the light, and when she raised her eyes to look over, she saw that the night was thick, and the tall bonfire was dancing in the wind. Hundreds of people wrapped in animal skins kneeled neatly behind the bonfire, and there were a dozen or so dressed up. Fancy aliens sang and danced around the campfire, singing words she didn't understand.And she herself was actually in a wooden cage with her hands and feet bound with chains.

She suddenly turned her head to look at the place where someone was talking just now, and saw a burly man sitting on a tall seat paved with animal skins. The man was half-naked and had a deep face, just like a barbarian leader.

On the way from Xiqi to Kunlun, passing through the southern part of the barbarian tribe, Ao Cunxin deduced that she probably landed in the southern border of Xirong. She had read in history books that in the west of Long, the food and clothing of the Zhurong were not the same as those of the Chinese. Not up to.

"What are you arresting me for!" Ao Cun Xin yelled, she was not timid enough to be at the mercy of mortals of the Yi tribe.

"Are you from the Central Plains?" King Xirong changed into a non-standard Central Plains dialect, "The Goddess of the Central Plains descended from the sky to protect our clan. Is this the heaven's instruction for our clan to rule the Central Plains?"

What a mess.Ao Cunxin was not in the mood to listen to his chanting. With a flick of his wrist, he broke the iron chain, and with a slap of his palms, the wooden cage was dismantled. However, the cloud and mist dispersed in a flash at the moment of rising.

Ao Cunxin was forced to step back to the ground, and looked at King Xirong in surprise.The hot air in the palm of Xirong King has not yet dissipated, he turned his palm and grabbed it, drawing Ao Cunxin towards him.

"Goddess, don't leave. The heavens have given you to the lonely king, so you have to protect our family according to the order of the heavens."

Ao Cunxin was weak all over, and was unable to break free by the magic power of King Xirong. He didn't expect that he seemed to be a mortal, but he also had magic power. He was a little panicked. You were the one who healed me just now, right? You are a good man, let me go! I will reward you with some soft food when I get home!"

The king of Xirong just said a few words upside down. In short, the goddess fell into his territory just when they were doing things. It was the will of the heavens, and it was absolutely impossible to let her go.

"Hey, I'm not your Qiang people. I'm just passing by. Is it unreasonable! I have something urgent to do!" Ao Cunxin was furious.

"The lonely king understands. According to the rules of your Central Plains, you are a Qiang who is married to the Qiang people, and you are the lonely king. My family is born with witchcraft, connected with the gods, and will not insult the sacred blood of the goddess." King Xirong Approaching step by step, bringing a wilderness-like masculinity.

Ao Cunxin felt very uncomfortable, and thought: Your family is born with witchcraft, it is nothing more than the result of the ancestors' intermarriage with demons, does it have anything to do with me?Catch Minger to kick the Xiaotian dog down from the sky, marry the god dog, and spare me!

"I'm already married, so don't worry about swan meat!"

Although the king of Xirong couldn't understand the second half of the sentence, fortunately, the meaning of the first half of the sentence was very clear, "It's easy, the lonely king kills your husband, and you can be free."

Ao Cunxin snorted coldly, "Do you know who my husband is?"

"Who?"

Her gaze suddenly focused on the back of King Xirong, her face showing astonishment.King Xirong looked back and saw a Central Plains man standing behind him without anyone noticing, followed by a black fine dog.

"It's me." Yang Jian said lightly.

The hundred or so people who were kneeling just now saw the enemy descending from the sky, they all stepped forward with their spears, and immediately surrounded them tightly. At the same time, a dozen or so wizards also secretly stepped on the positions, ready to go.

An arc passed by King Xirong, Yang Jian stretched out his hand to catch it, a silver-blue streamer flashed, and a nine-foot magic weapon hit King Xirong's throat.Yang Jian's body was full of strong winds, and the eyes of the gods were faintly visible on his forehead. His whole person was extraordinary and majestic.

One of the wizards yelled a local dialect, and the king of Xirong changed slightly: "Yang Jian? Yang Jian under Jiang Ziya's tent?"

"You know it's me, why don't you back down?"

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"You know it's me, why don't you back off?" Yang Jian didn't even have an offensive and defensive posture. He just held Senhan's halberd flat and fixed his eyes on King Xirong. "It doesn't matter whether you are the descendants of the ancient fierce gods or the blood of the flood beasts, if you dare to touch her, first ask Yang Jian's three-pointed and two-edged halberd if he agrees."

The barbarian tribes of Xirong have coexisted with beasts in the wilderness since ancient times. As long as they are the prey they want to eat, they will never give up to others, unless they are suppressed by the name of the opponent's leader or the most direct force suppression - this point Yang Jian I have heard about it in Zhouying.

The Roaring Dog bared its teeth to threaten, as long as those savage tribes dared to step forward first, he would bite their ass to pieces!

When the King of Xirong heard the name "Jiang Ziya", he was still hesitating whether to make a deal or not, but seeing the other party's arrogance, his heart surged wildly, and he swung his body back suddenly, staggered the halberd, and pulled out the big knife at his waist with his backhand , the muscles on the arm swelled up with the force, but instead of attacking forward, they opened their arms and split behind