[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

My grandson thought you were dead!Haha, it turned out that he had cheated those men in black by pretending to be dead!There are more thieves under Xuefeng, why don't you pretend to be dead?What are you hiding in your arms?Show it to my grandson! "

Uncomfortable being stared at by Sun Wukong's discerning eyes, the three-headed Jiao pulled out the golden hairpin on his chest, and took out his chest, and found a pierced crimson purse. The broken petals and incense powder inside were scattered from the hole. Scattered a little bit—fortunately, there was such a strong and abnormal purse to block a layer of force, and the vicious golden hairpin didn't do anything to the three-headed Jiao.

"Is Shengfo interested?" The three-headed Jiao pretended to be innocent.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes almost burst into flames. With his impatience, he didn't make a move directly, it was to save Yang Jian, and he spat: "Stop bluffing, there are other things!"

It was almost dawn, and there was a line of white belly at the junction of the sky and the earth. It could be seen that it was a sunny day, but a few rolling thunders exploded in the sky above the head strangely, rumbling together, and the light was a little darker than before.There was a commotion on and off the peak, and the voices of surprise and scolding suddenly became louder.

The three-headed Jiao recognized that this was the battle of the Heavenly Soldiers, and a bright hope arose in his heart. He sighed for a while, and boldly said: "This is what Xiaojiao got. Victory Buddha doesn't want to force others..."

"It's a Buddhist thing, return it to its original owner as soon as possible!" Sun Wukong's spiritual eyes widened, and he was nailed to the three-headed dragon like an iron pillar, refusing to give up a single step, as if he was going to snatch it himself the next moment.

The three-headed dragon wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and when he heard the shouts of killing from the peak getting closer, he reluctantly took out a small bundle wrapped in black and gold cassock from his bosom.

Sun Wukong snatched the burden, and mercilessly tore apart the black gold cassock, which symbolized the supremacy of the Black Lotus Sect, revealing eight peach-pit-sized, radiant Buddha bone relics, opened his mouth wide, and inhaled eight relics in a row middle.

"Hahahaha——" Sun Wukong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly under the astonished eyes of everyone, and slammed Ruyi's golden cudgel on the ground so hard that the whole mountain shook, "Listen up, thieves! Those who want relics, first Cut open my grandson's belly!"

The first ray of morning light pierced the sky, sprinkled on the extremely cold snow peak, and coated Monkey King's golden chain mail with a layer of dazzling Buddha light, and the two long pheasant feathers on the purple gold crown trembled. Pointing Jiangshan.

The chaotic scene by the Tianchi Lake was stopped by Monkey King's pestle. Even if they were too busy fighting just now to pay attention to the disciples who saw Monkey King swallowing relics, they quickly understood what happened just now.

Feng Yunyao half-kneeled on the bank of the Tianchi Lake, her whole body was drenched, her front was stained with spit out blood, her face was ashen and forced to accept all these unacceptable realities.The pungent throbbing pain spread violently from the back of the waist to the whole inner organs like gnats, and there was a lump of fishy smell in the chest, which could not go up or down, it was stuck there, and the lump was hard to get rid of.

The morning wind penetrated into the thin clothes, Feng Yunyao couldn't help shivering, her hands and feet shivered from the cold.On the edge of the cliff, on the steep road, walking up the stone steps step by step, a person who is neither unfamiliar nor familiar——Liu Chenxiang.

……

"Brother, Liu Chenxiang is basically done. Some people's rebelliousness is written on their faces, including their dissatisfaction with the Jade Emperor. There is no need to try."

"Liu Chenxiang is not that simple, you should be more careful."

……

Feng Yunyao looked at the figure and posture that was mature far beyond the appearance for a moment, and lowered her eyelashes in silence.

Yes, I didn't understand at the time.Some people, even if they are not angry with the Jade Emperor, would not turn to others. Such people will always live for themselves and be loyal to themselves.

And she couldn't do it.

Feng Yunyao seemed unable to hear the fighting and crying around her, but fortunately, no one came to find fault with her for a while.She leaned over to Tianchi, and reflected herself on the peaceful mirror-like water surface—an empty and young face, but since then it has been covered with a layer of dead silence.

She has always known that she is a mortal, and she only listens to the rumors of the reincarnation of the Queen Mother as a story. After hearing it a lot, she probably gradually believes it. the efforts of others.

What Chen Xiang wants is a family reunion, so what does she want?Feng Yunyao was suddenly at a loss.

All her hard work since she was a child seems to be just to live up to someone's expectations, and even to get that person's praise if she can.But what did that person expect from her?Oh, she remembered, what he told her the most was to practice his skills to avenge his parents.

Looking back now, it seems that Master never asked her what she wanted, not even once.

……

"Are you really confident that he will never do anything to you if you do something on your own behind Wutian's back?"

……

"If a person wants you to be happy, he must do everything he can to satisfy your long-cherished wish. Why didn't he avenge you, but awakened the Tailing True Yuan in your body to cause trouble?"

……

"Yunyao, you still have a lifetime of good times. Let's go to a place far away from right and wrong, and never work for these people again."

……

"Sister Ao..." Some painful conversations came into focus with the chaotic thoughts, and Feng Yunyao said to herself, only then did she realize that her face was full of tears—Is she crazy? You must have been crazy long ago, and buried all the remaining goodness in the soil with your own hands—that dragon woman who was sincere to her, will never be seen again?

Chen Xiang had already approached with an exquisite small axe, and when Sen Han appeared, he pressed against her beautiful porcelain neck mercilessly and ruthlessly.

"Where is my uncle, where is Ao Cunxin?"

"Lingfei Pavilion." Feng Yunyao didn't even look at him.

"What's that place?"

"It's already collapsed." She said softly, like a faint sigh.

Chen Xiang gritted her teeth bitterly, "Did you play me?"

At this moment, unexpectedly, the whole world suddenly went dark——

The sky lost its light, and cyan smoke came out from the cracks in the ground, covering everything as far as the eye could see with a layer of black mist like a fairy, like a demon, solemn and majestic, and overwhelming.The sound of fighting on Vulture Mountain died down in a very short time, and everyone on Xuefeng focused their eyes in the same direction.

The black lotus in Tianchi is sparsely scattered, and on the 72-petal rosette in the heart stands a long-haired and shawl-clothed monk in black. No one saw how he appeared there, not even Monkey King.

That is Wutian, the devil Wutian?Chen Xiang looked at the Yuli man in the pool in amazement, and felt that it seemed to be a trace of ink left in the world by the ancient god who created the world. Every corner hides the solitary stalwart that has spanned hundreds of millions of years.

Wutian's expression is expressionless, probably even if Vulture Mountain collapsed in front of him, he wouldn't be able to move him at all, and his eyes - to be precise, his eyes - what kind of eyes are those, Indifferent and meaningless, indifferent like dark clouds pressing down on Kyushu, just like the endless desolate snowfield at the end of the earth, under such indifference, there is a danger that may burst out at any time, an abyss-like danger that will never be restored.

Chen Xiang only saw that he seemed to move, and in the next moment, he was directly sent flying by a domineering force that was completely too late to defend, spurting a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Everything happened so fast that even the pain sensation was extremely slow, Chen Xiang propped his elbows on the ground to prevent himself from falling completely, and stared blankly at the scene in front of him that was even more creepy than Wutian's exit itself.

Wutian's left palm was raised in vain, covering Feng Yunyao in a cloud of ink-colored black mist, and the black mist was wrapped in brilliant golden light like a rosy cloud, engulfing Feng Yunyao's original petite silhouette.

This is Wutian's first action after leaving the level.

This action was really too unbelievable. It was so unimaginable that everyone at the scene forgot their camp and situation for a while, and just kept their original movements still, watching the incomprehensible things happening by the Tianchi with their eyes wide open.

Only Jingli, half-sitting in the protective cover set by the golden body Arhat, was the first to react, his expression suddenly changed, and he pointed at Wutian and shouted loudly: "Tailing Zhenyuan! Stop him!"

Endless suffering

What kind of calculation Wutian has for Feng Yunyao, Jingli has a rough guess.

The existence of Tailing Zhenyuan is not an ordinary item after all, and it cannot be taken away if it is taken away, or changed owner if it is said to be changed.If you want to take it out completely, you have to be willing, at least subconsciously don't repel it too much, this may explain Wutian's extra indulgence to Feng Yunyao in the past nine years.

Jingli has heard that Wutian's strength is comparable to that of the Tathagata Buddha, and the reason why he seldom took action in person in the past few years is probably because he has a "chronic disease" that cannot be disclosed. It is said that Wutian has borrowed treasures before this retreat. The power of the lotus lamp will eradicate the "chronic disease", and then retreat and recuperate. When I leave the retreat today, my state should have reached its peak.Wutian has painstakingly held back for many years, choosing this moment to show his sharp claws to Feng Yunyao, he must have the certainty of hitting with one blow.

"Bah!"

Sun Wukong flipped his wrist, swung his stick and leaped forward, only to see Wutian stretch out his long arms and embrace the black mist that enveloped Feng Yunyao in front of him, his body floated out very lightly, his head tilted slightly , It seems to be connected with the forehead of the person in the black mist.This action should look very intimate, but when it happened to Wutian, there was no ambiguity between a man and a woman, only a resolute and dignified uncontaminated world.

Monkey King hit an empty shot, and went straight to catch up with his toes.

Just at this time, a red-golden light brushed against Sun Wukong's side from behind and overtook him, chasing the two of them like a tornado all the way.