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Penglai Island is full of rare Ganoderma lucidum jelly, which is very important for alchemy and medicine in the heavens. If it is occupied by the dragons, it will greatly increase the strength and arrogance of the dragons, and it will inevitably cause turmoil in the six realms.

Since the last battle, the Dragon Clan has been entrenched back to the deep sea in fear all day long. The Dragon Clan doesn't know that the Heavenly Emperor's deadline is approaching, but only knows that the Heavenly Emperor will kill them decisively and will not spare them lightly, so they simply mobilized the strength of the whole clan and took the initiative to attack , set the target on Penglai Prefecture, which is some distance away from the heaven, and wanted to win the panacea on the island.

The situation was tense, so Song Yubai left in a hurry, and led half of the heavenly soldiers and generals from the heavenly realm to Penglai that night.

Before leaving, all the immortals gathered at the Nantian Gate, poured wine to see him off, and many gods knelt on one knee, calling out to the emperor in unison, and the voice came out of the clouds and resounded through the nine heavens.

Xia Wuxin stood alone outside the crowd, without saying a word, looked up at Song Yubai wearing white clothes, standing in the boundless wind and cloud, as if she couldn't see enough, until her figure disappeared into the sky.

When the crowd dispersed, Xia Wuxin remained motionless. Her black hair was flying behind her ears along with her clothes. They were all as black as ink and blended into one. Only her cheeks were fair and beautiful.

"Wuxin." A worried voice came from behind, and Su Xieyue silently walked in front of her, put her palm on top of her head, and pressed down lightly, forcing her to bow her head, "The empress has left, go back."

Xia Wuxin nodded and laughed, but the smile disappeared from her eyes again, as if she only curled her lips.

"Senior Sister, she doesn't allow me to follow, will it be dangerous?" Xia Wuxin asked while following Su Xieyue.

"No, there are tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers going, you can rest assured and wait for her to come back." Su Xieyue said softly, then took her hand and led her back to the mansion.

Although Xia Wuxin listened to other people's comfort, but there was always a cloud of sadness in her heart, she couldn't relax no matter what, so she stayed in front of Lingxiao Palace every day, listening to those immortals talking about the situation in Penglai Prefecture.

At the beginning, the battle was going well, she said that the Empress led the troops to arrive, wiped out the dragons who had already invaded Penglai, and quickly occupied Penglai Prefecture with the heavenly soldiers.

Hearing the good news, Xia Wuxin felt a little more relaxed, but she still went to inquire about the situation of the battle every day. If Song Yubai didn't come back, she would not be safe for a day.

The days in the heaven seemed to slow down suddenly, time flowed drop by drop, seven days passed, and Song Yubai still didn't come back, Xia Wuxin became more and more restless.

Maybe people always have some indescribable premonitions about the person they love. This day, Xia Wuxin was so restless that she couldn't sleep all night. When the moon set and the sun rose above her head, she simply stood up and cursed angrily.

This kind of mood can't be practiced anymore, so I have to change my clothes and go out helplessly.

Su Xieyue is immersed in her marriage god's work every day, and she is very busy. Every time Xia Wuxin sees her serious appearance, she feels that when she returns to the world, she will ask more to see if the married people are better than before. Much more.

"Senior Sister." She said, and pulled Su Xieyue who was hanging a jade plaque on the marriage tree, "You also have a rest."

Su Xieyue turned around and saw the bruises under her eyes, she couldn't help smiling, and let her tug on her sleeves, walked to the stone bench and sat down.

"Still worried about the emperor?" Su Xieyue said softly, reaching out to touch the top of Xia Wuxin's head, and smoothing her broken hair.

Xia Wuxin nodded, knocked her chin on the stone table, said with a thud, and said with her mouth curled up, "Although I believe in Song Yubai, the Dragon Clan has always been insidious and cunning, and they are afraid of accidents."

"Hush." ​​Su Xieyue covered her mouth and said angrily, "How can you say such nonsense."

"If you're really worried, I'll ask someone else, how about it?" Su Xieyue said and got up.

At this moment, there was a burst of fragrance of flowers and a powdery mist. The body of the flower fairy suddenly appeared, her brows were tightly frowned, her peach blossom eyes were full of seriousness, she walked forward quickly, grabbed Xia Wuxin's wrist, and lifted her up.

Xia Wuxin was surprised, but she heard her say: "Just now the heavenly soldiers came to report that several people from the Dragon Clan fell into demons, and most of the heavenly soldiers sent were killed or injured."

The turn of the situation caught people off guard. Xia Wuxin was worried that Song Yubai was so worried that he was burning like a fire, so he couldn't bear it anymore, and slipped out of the Tiangong immediately, regardless of Su Xieyue's obstruction.

She would rather Song Yubai blame her, or even beat her up, than watch Song Yubai put himself in danger alone.

Now she has hands and feet, much more capable than a stone.

Xia Wuxin galloped all the way along the road that Huaxian secretly pointed out for her. From a distance, there was a trail of black smoke, like a black shooting star, leaving only afterimages.

Clouds and mists are constantly passing around, and there are valleys and rivers that have not been seen for a long time at the foot. There are winding forests, the autumn is strong, red and yellow, and the clear water is like precious jade, revealing clear green, mixed together, thick and colorful.

But she didn't want to look any further.

I don't know how long it took, until a sunset glow appeared from the sky, like burning cotton, the fiery red was tinged with scorched black, which made people feel bad.

Penglai finally appeared. From a distance, it looked like a flat boulder. The stone was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the greenery was dense. Even if it was so far away, one could feel the majestic immortal power surging towards the surroundings.

At the same time, the crowd flying around could also see clearly that countless heavenly soldiers surrounded Penglai, using formations to resist the dragons who swooped madly like a flood. Can't keep my eyes open.

There are obviously more dragons and horses than heavenly soldiers, especially after the transformation, the dragon's body is huge, and it looks like a group of beasts besieging an ant colony from a distance, which is very terrifying.

The billowing flames gushed out from the mouth of the dragon, sweeping away everything around, even the clouds were burned and disappeared, and the mid-air was empty.

When Xia Wuxin saw such a scene, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, and she was thrown high into the sky. She gritted her teeth, turned into black energy and crossed the battlefield, looking for Song Yuebai's figure.

It's not difficult to find her, as long as you follow the silver light, on the other side of Penglai, a white dragon and three golden dragons are shaking their heads and tails at her. Their huge bodies are like pythons, writhing in the air, and their whiskers are entangled, which is disgusting.

Set off by these four dragons, Song Yubai looked like a white butterfly, almost invisible, only her silver light shone, showing her majestic strength.

Song Yu's white hair was blown up and down. She was holding a long sword in her hand, and she led the thunder down. The silver light and lightning mixed and entangled, forming a series of bursting lights, which made the four dragons unable to get close. body.

Suddenly there was a wail. One of the golden dragons was hit by Song Yubai, and its huge body fell like Mount Tai, slowly falling towards the ground. The other golden dragon hurried forward, hooked his body, and slowly disappeared into the clouds.

Xia Wuxin breathed a sigh of relief, and then ran towards Song Yubai.

However, in the blink of an eye, an even bigger object rises from the clouds and mists. The distance between its head and body is several feet wide, it is as thick as two people, its eyes are red, its body is black, and its four dragon claws are as sharp as knives. Body.

The deafening dragon's chant resounded through the sky, and Xia Wuxin suddenly felt her heart tearing apart, and a burst of fishy sweetness rushed through.

Song Yubai was also like her, his body trembled, and suddenly rose into the air, the silver light around him turned into a solid body, blocking the damage caused by the dragon's chants, and at the same time formed a huge silver sword behind him, getting bigger and bigger, gradually reaching On the thickness of the black dragon.

Xia Wuxin knew that she was desperately trying to gather all her strength to defeat the black dragon.

Song Yubai's power has been overwhelmed by the long-term attrition campaign.

Several celestial generals flew from all directions, forming a human wall in front of Song Yubai, blocking her from the flames of the black dragon, but the demonized dragon was so powerful that dozens of people couldn't stand it, and they all vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the flames had reached the corner of Song Yubai's white clothes, that slender and tall figure was trembling slightly, and blood dripped on his chest, which was very dazzling.

Xia Wuxin's heart froze, anger burst out of his eyes, without saying a word, his body turned into black mist.

Without warning, that violent feeling once again occupied her heart.

The long-lost resentment suddenly erupted all over her body, quickly filling the meridians of her body, and gradually devouring her will, but this time, Xia Wuxin protected her mind with celestial power, barely clear.

She can't deal with these dragons with her own immortal power alone, but her resentment can.

In an instant, the sky turned upside down under the sky, and another black air from nowhere slowly engulfed the surrounding scenery, even flooding Penglai Island.

A figure with boundless black energy quietly appeared in front of Song Yubai. The black energy confronted the flames and swallowed the flames completely. At the same time, the black energy wrapped Song Yubai's lower body like a big net, Hold her tightly.

The black dragon seemed to be angry, and the stern dragon chant sounded again. He twisted his huge body, and the strong wind made it impossible for people to stand still. The huge head came close to the black shadow, one man and one dragon confronted each other like this.

The woman in black said in a low voice: "Don't hurt her."

Then, following Song Yubai's scream of suppressed fear, the air wave swept away around Xia Wuxin, and the head of the black dragon fell in response to the sound, and fell into the world. Hitting, flipping and swaying constantly, and finally completely becoming ashes.

Meanwhile, the world fell silent.

Xia Wuxin suddenly took two steps back and crashed into Wen Ruan's arms. In a short time, a layer of darkness was cast in front of her eyes, and she suddenly couldn't see anything.

The sounds of fighting around were also very quiet. She seemed to have lost her ears suddenly, and could only feel the dampness on her face, as drops of rain fell, and the rain was a little salty.

The lips are being kissed by someone, the lips and tongue are soft and sweet.

"Song Yubai." She grinned.

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By the time the Emperor of Heaven sent people to arrive, the battle of Penglai, which resounded through the six realms, had already ended.

It is said that the emperor slaughtered all the dragons present by herself. In the end, the white clothes were dyed red, the body of the real dragon fell to the sky, and the keels turned into mountains, forming thousands of ravines in the world.

The emperor sat in Penglai for three days, and then returned to the heaven, carrying a black stone on her back.

She didn't let anyone get close, and others would be scolded for even looking at the stone, so no one dared to get close.

She locked herself in the emperor's palace, closed the door, and seemed to disappear, not even the emperor.

The black mist that permeated Penglai that day naturally caused people to speculate. Many people asserted that there were monsters born, but it didn't cause too much panic.Although the Emperor of Heaven knew its advantages and disadvantages, he had nothing to say when he saw the stone transformed into its original shape.

This proved that Xia Wuxin was not unable to control the resentment in her body.

At the same time, the Empress has also won the love and affection of the Six Realms. Countless people have written to the Emperor of Heaven, requesting that the Empress be appointed as the crown prince. After all, this Empress can fight against the demonized entire Dragon Clan by herself, completely damaging the arrogance of the ancient God Clan and driving them back to the deep sea , no longer dare to provoke wars, and return the world to a more lasting peace.

The Emperor of Heaven followed suit, abdicated slowly, and handed over more power to the Empress.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was more than three months, the human world has entered the cold winter, although there is no distinction between spring and summer in the heavenly world, but also in the early morning, a few pieces of first snow fell, all the lotus leaves in the lotus pond fell, and the flower fairy Having no place to live, he moved into Yuefu.

The sun was shrouded in mist, and there was not much sunlight through. The woman in white, with her bare feet, stepped into the withered lotus pond. After soaking in the water for a while, her skin turned pale.

She carefully tied the hem of the skirt between her legs, without using any fairy power, she reached into the mud with her bare hands, dug out the lotus root that was still stained with mud, rinsed it in cold water, and then wrapped it into the clean hem of the skirt, a pair of white and tender Her hands were covered with mud, but she didn't bother, she dipped them into the clean water and washed them off.

The calf brought up ripples, washing the lotus leaves that were about to turn into flower fertilizer, and for a moment it was hard to tell which was whiter, the legs or the washed lotus root.

After a stick of incense, she dug up enough lotus roots, and then walked back to the shore, stepping on the white jade bricks with bare feet, leaving behind a string of water stains, which shone and shone, and evaporated quickly.

The Emperor's Palace originally had no place to fire, but a few days ago, Song Yubai asked someone to clear out a side hall, placed a stove and other things, and stored a lot of fairy grass, ganoderma lucidum and ordinary grain for cooking. For soup.

She walked into the side hall, skillfully washed the lotus root, cut it into small pieces, threw it into the boiling porridge on the stove, and tied her hair behind her back with a small wooden stick. On the contrary, the emperor looks like a mortal woman, but her appearance is too outstanding.

When the porridge was cooked, Song Yubai picked up the pot, put his pink fingers on his earlobe to let it cool for a while, then weighed the lotus root porridge, and walked back to the bedroom gracefully.

The room was pitch black, and following her footsteps, lighting up the candles, Song Yubai put the porridge bowl on the low table, then walked around into the inner room, coughing lightly.

The bulge on the bed moved, and Song Yubai couldn't bear to wait, so he walked forward, gently lifted the quilt, frowned and said, "You've been sleeping all day, get up and eat something."

"This is the lotus root from the lotus pond in the heaven. It's good for your health." Song Yubai pushed her waist, and Xia Wuxin opened his eyes in a daze, and stretched out his hand to Song Yubai.

Song Yubai looked at her reproachfully, finally bent down, gently hugged her, and walked back to the low table gently.

Xia Wuxin leaned against Song Yubai with a tired face, put a spoon into his mouth, and nodded repeatedly.

As expected, it was dug out of the lotus pond, with a fragrance of the Buddha's face, one sip will greatly increase one's strength.

"It's been so many days since you recovered, can't you walk around?" Song Yubai worried, lifted Xia Wuxin's skirt, and touched her smooth calf.

"No." Xia Wuxin said with confidence.

Song Yubai frowned for a while, then said softly, "I'll go get some pills from the doctor."

As she spoke, she pushed Xia Wuxin away and got up, but after taking two steps, she suddenly clutched her heart, staggered, and fell straight back. Check her breath.

Unexpectedly, the immortal power poured in, but he saw that the meridians were steady and his breath was long. He raised his eyes again and met Song Yubai's interested eyes.

Xia Wuxin blushed immediately, touched her nose, and let go of her hand.

"You lied to me." She said aggrievedly.

"Yes." Song Yubai picked up the porridge bowl on the table, turned around and left.

Seeing that she was annoyed, Xia Wuxin hurried forward, stretched out her arms to stop her, and said with an apologetic smile, "I don't want you to hug me more..."

Song Yubai just looked at her indifferently, without saying a word, which made Xia Wuxin's back feel hairy.

She simply curled up and rubbed against Song Yubai, then pecked her lips, pursed her lips and smiled.

"It's a pity that I thought you had internal injuries, so you're so worried." Song Yubai reached out to push her away, and was about to walk over, but Xia Wuxin suddenly snatched the porridge bowl from her hand and put it safely on the table , and then wrapped her arms around her back and the knees with the other, and hugged her horizontally.

"Xia Wuxin!" Song Yubai reached out and pinched her neck, "Let me go."

"Don't let go!" Xia Wuxin puffed out her chest, and was so stuck that she couldn't breathe, trot all the way into the room, and threw him on the bed.

Song Yubai was thrown staggered by her, his fair face was flushed with anger, panting lightly, he raised his eyes to stare at her, his glazed eyes were as clear as water, mixed with a trace of anger.

"Okay." Xia Wuxin laughed out loud, leaned over and sat down, and patted her head.

But than Song Yubai opened it with one hand.

"I also just realized that I can walk this morning, but just to tease you a little longer." Xia Wuxin held her hand and shook it gently.

"If you're still angry, just hit me, okay?" Xia Wuxin held her slender wrist, shaking it back and forth like a fan, and greeted her face.

Song Yubai couldn't help the smile on his face, pushed her hand away, bit his lips and said, "Okay."

"Is it really all right?" She said softly, still a little uneasy, grabbed Xia Wuxin's leg, bent it back and forth, and felt relieved when she saw that there was no more creaking sound.

She pinched Xia Wuxin reproachfully, then hugged her waist and leaned her face on her shoulder.

The woman's body was as soft as water at all times, and her breath sprayed on her collarbone, making Xia Wuxin feel itchy. She hummed and slowly stroked Song Yubai's neck.

"If those gods know that their emperor and daughter are so annoying in private, I don't know how they would feel." Xia Wuxin said half provocatively, half seriously.

"If you dare to reveal my private appearance to others, be careful that I will throw you down to earth." Song Yubai said in a muffled voice.

"That's good, anyway, I haven't seen senior brothers and the others for a long time. I heard that Pingfengshan has accepted a new batch of disciples. I'm just curious." Xia Wuxin said with a smile, but she was pinched on the waist again, which hurt her so much He bared his teeth and grinned.

"Don't go back." Song Yubai said coldly.

Xia Wuxin couldn't help crying and laughing, she lowered her head and looked down at Song Yubai's pretty eyes, and sighed, "No this, no that, what do you want from me?"

Song Yubai was a little shy, and stopped talking, but pinched her again.

"Let you be disobedient, and run to find me alone, and turn into your original form? Ask for trouble."

"You've been scolding me for half a month." Xia Wuxin had no choice but to change the topic, and asked again, "Didn't you go to Lingxiao Palace this morning to take over the affairs of the Heavenly Court?"

Song Yubai nodded.

"Then, that Sangyue..." Xia Wuxin held Song Yubai's shoulders, stood her up, and asked casually.

"Listen to you, be relegated to reincarnation, let Si Ming make up a tragic fate of being betrayed for several lifetimes." Song Yubai replied.

Only then did Xia Wuxin feel relieved, and nodded with a smile: "No wonder I heard someone crying this morning, and the crying came from Nantianmen to the Emperor's Palace."

"She didn't believe that I would be so cruel until she entered the well of reincarnation." Song Yubai said softly, but there was no fluctuation in her eyes. She suddenly put her hand on Xia Wuxin's skirt and pulled gently, "I'm going to push her Forget it, but you still remember it."

"That's natural." Xia Wuxin approached her, put her lips on top of her sandalwood lips, and lowered her eyes to stare at the full and moist lips in front of her eyes, "For me, she is the biggest enemy."

Song Yubai's heart pounded violently at her suddenly lowered voice, and he couldn't help licking his lower lip with the tip of his pink tongue, but Xia Wuxin suddenly lowered his head and bit her, his body couldn't help trembling, and whispered softly.

Soon, the last bit of sound was blocked in the mouth, pushed on the tip of the tongue, surged back and forth, and finally swallowed into the stomach, Xia Wuxin stopped, Song Yubai couldn't stabilize his body, and leaned softly on her outstretched arm In the bend, he gasped softly.

"Wait, at this hour in the past, Xie Yue will come to see you." Song Yubai pressed her lips, and his pleasant voice was divided into several parts by panting, trembling.

Xia Wuxin simply opened his mouth and bit her finger into the mouth. Song Yubai let out a soft cry, retracted his hand, and turned his back angrily.

"Don't worry, senior sister is haunted by flower fairies, so she probably won't come so punctually." Xia Wuxin said, her body suddenly pressed down, and she and Song Yubai interlocked their fingers, lying on the bed together.

"I can't move for so many days. Is it possible that you don't miss me at all?" Xia Wuxin pursed her lips and chuckled, her dark eyes were like obsidian, crystal clear and deep, her slender fingers seemed to lock Song Yubai's hands completely Stop, so she can't move.

In the end, Song Yubai didn't struggle any more. With his snow-white neck raised slightly, his throat rolling, he said, "You fight to sleep with me every day, what am I thinking?"

"I didn't mean this." Xia Wuxin smiled slyly, and slowly lowered her gaze.

Song Yubai blushed immediately, she bit her lip and endured it for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Then, before Xia Wuxin could speak, Song Yubai suddenly stood up, his soft and plump body pressed against her, and he opened his mouth to bite her lips, and then took the initiative to kiss her gently, tenderly.

Soft and moist, with a pleasant aroma, it slowly enveloped the two of them.

Xia Wuxin lifted up the quilt, surrounded herself, and then snapped her fingers, and half of the candles in the room were extinguished, making the dim light even more charming.

A few small love words sounded, and were quickly replaced by sobs, which were hidden in the light gauze curtain.

The winter fog is everywhere outside the house, and the red sun above the head will soon be replaced by a bright moon, and the sun will rise again soon.

The lotus leaves beside the emperor's palace withered, but the golden lotus will still flourish in the coming year.

Yunjuanyunshu, flowers come and fade.

Year after year, heaven and earth.

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