Yan Xiao's Strange Records

Fanyin has been restless these days, and often observes the movements in Lingxu Palace. He is afraid that Dongjun will suffer unpredictable harm.

The old dragon king suddenly aged a lot, and complained to the Emperor of Heaven every day, but was beaten back by the Emperor of Heaven.The entire East China Sea Dragon Palace fell into a huge panic.

One day, Fanyin saw heavenly soldiers in silver armor walking towards the Crystal Palace from a distance, Prime Minister Gui led them into the palace with a look of hospitality.

Sanskrit turned into a small fish and happily swam to the Crystal Palace. With the support of a group of court ladies, the old Dragon King reluctantly stayed on the bed, and knelt tremblingly on the stone slab.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, has no way to teach his son, and his son Ao Dong, who killed his own clan, should go to Zhuxiantai, get rid of the immortal roots, and demote him to a mortal.

Thinking of Dong Xiao's bravery and skill in fighting, he repeatedly forced back the demons who were about to move, and he slashed the black scales with his hands. Now he has regained the title of "God of War" and guarded the hundred gardens, thinking about it for a hundred years. "

Hearing the Sanskrit sound here, he was relieved, and finally his life was not in danger.The little fish wandered out of the Crystal Palace, ran to the coral forest, and turned into its original appearance.

As soon as he stepped into the Gantang Palace, he could smell the strong smell of wine. Prajna's sleeves were slightly curled up, leaning against the pillar with a delicate wine pot, looking haggard.

Without saying a word, Sanskrit walked forward and snatched the jug from his hand. "Stop drinking. I don't know what kind of evil you have fallen into. Why is it getting worse and worse recently?" Prajna has always been self-disciplined. I don't know why she has gone crazy these days, and she drinks alcohol all day long.

Seeing that the wine was taken away, Banruo wiped it with his cuff. "It's back? But it's His Royal Highness' judgment!"

Sanskrit was startled, why did he do what he did, he never told any of them what was on his mind.

"The laws of heaven have always been strict. Although His Royal Highness is not guilty of death, he will not be sent to Baihuayuan so easily. All gods who kill people must be punished by thunder. Whether he can escape this punishment is still unknown. , so don't be too happy, just pray for him!" Prajna, who was always uncertain, said lightly.

The heart that Sanskrit had just put into the stomach suddenly lifted it into the throat. "What is the punishment of thunder? Is it serious?"

"Thunder punishment, as the name suggests, is to be attacked by lightning nine hundred and ninety-nine times a day, and those who are punished will feel that life is worse than death.

Once the punishment is completed, most of them will be tortured by the huge roar of the thunder and go crazy, or become disabled.

So the Emperor of Heaven did not kill His Highness the Crown Prince in name, but the punishment was actually more serious than killing him directly. You have to know how shameful it would be for a former God of War if he became disabled. After Banruo finished speaking, he took a sip of wine and looked towards the unknown water.

"Banruo, since you know the seriousness of this matter, then you must know the solution, I beg you, I can't let him become disabled, I will save him no matter what!" Sanskrit was very anxious, afraid of delay moment.

"Is he really so important in your mind that you can even sacrifice your life for it?" Prajna said.

Sanskrit nodded.

"Come with me, I know there is a place where I can fulfill my wish." Prajna and Sanskrit took the jellyfish to the deeper sea.The more you look in, the fish are getting less and less, and you feel dizzy.

They finally came to a hut where shells were piled up. There were a few sea oysters hanging from the door. Banruo knocked lightly on the door twice, and a hoarse old voice came from inside the house. An old man with silver hair, puffy eyes and a stooped figure.After seeing the Prajna clearly, he was busy recruiting them to enter.

The house is full of bottles and cans, especially a large pot is set up in the middle of the house, in which is boiling an unnamed soup, which is sizzling and steaming.

"Hanruo, why did you come to me again today?" The old man stirred the cauldron with a wooden stick.

"Elder, it's just that my friend is eager to save people, so I come here to ask for help as a last resort." Prajna respected the old man.

"How did I tell you that day, you can't tell anyone what's going on here when you leave here, so you brought someone here yourself!" the old man muttered, without even looking at Sanskrit.

Sanskrit was a little timid, unconsciously grabbed Banruo's clothes, and looked at him eagerly.Banruo patted his palm lightly, comforting him.

"Elder, His Highness the Crown Prince was captured into the Heavenly Palace and is currently being executed. My friend wants to save the life of the Crown Prince. I hope the Elder can think of a way." Prajna said sincerely, and knelt down in front of the old man.

The old man slowly raised his eyes and looked at Sanskrit. "Do you know that if you come to me, you need to exchange the same object if you want to fulfill your wish. What do you have to exchange with me?" The old man suddenly smiled, his smile was cold and vicious, like a cold poisonous snake, which made people shudder.

Fanyin opened his mouth: "I came here in a hurry, and I didn't bring anything of value. I wonder how much the elder needs?"

He clenched Hannya's hand a little nervously, always feeling that the old man's malicious eyes were scanning him.

"Hehe... I don't want those vulgar things. I heard from Prajna that you sang in the Dragon Palace. The voice is really beautiful when I heard it today. I am so old, and my body is almost crisp when I hear it. Why don't you compare your voice to mine? exchange--"

The old man finally showed his cunning tail, he is the best at trading, this actor is fragile and beautiful, but only the voice is the most beautiful——

Prajna frowned, and said sternly: "No, we are actors in the Dragon Palace, and Sanskrit is only good at singing. If he loses his voice, he will be like a useless person. How can he live in the Dragon Palace?"

Prajna refused, he wanted to let this old man help them, but who would have thought that the old man would open his mouth and want to win the Sanskrit voice.

"Is it more important to have a pleasant voice, or the life of the loved one? If the loved one is dead, who can you sing with? You can figure out which is more important!"

Sanskrit's eyes hesitated, he seemed to be trapped in his throat, making it difficult to breathe.Yes, if there is no Dongjun, what is the use of singing to those strangers all day long.He caressed the purple ribbon on his right arm, as if Dongjun's body temperature still remained on it.

He said slowly: "His Royal Highness... Sanskrit cannot live without you..."

The old man smiled even more. He knew that Fanyin's heart was moved. All people who fall into the vortex of love have a fatal flaw, that is, they are willing to do anything for the one they love, regardless of gains or losses.

Fanyin just felt like he had a long dream. In the dream, it was Dongjun who took off his majestic armor and wore a purple gown. Both of them were dressed like ordinary people, embracing each other in the coral forest .Schools of fish played around them, spit bubbles, and passed over their heads, turning into colorful lights.

Sanskrit smiled idiotically, immersed in a sweet dream, and someone beside him gently pushed him.

"Fanyin, we have to leave soon. His Royal Highness has already endured the punishment for half a day, and I'm afraid it will be too late..." Prajna pushed Sanskrit to wake up, and Sanskrit woke up like a dream.He tried to open his mouth, but after a while he found that he was speechless, so he had to shut up angrily.

The heavenly palace is full of neon light, rippling aura, silver and red intertwined, and the pavilions and jade pavilions are covered in countless floating clouds, like a dream.

The two escaped the heavenly soldiers and generals from the Nantianmen, and came to the prison smoothly. Then they heard the rumbling sound of lightning. Dongjun was suspended in front of the stone wall by two iron chains. On his body, Dong Jun had long hair hanging loose, and he was unconscious and passed out, but when the lightning hit him, there was a dull sound.

Fanyin burst into tears like rain, wishing she could throw herself into Dongjun's arms immediately, Banruo shook her head helplessly and unplugged the thunderbolt's punishment switch, and used the weapon she got from the old turtle.

Dong Jun fell to his knees on the ground, and Sanskrit lifted the skirt of his clothes, and saw all the scars on his back, some of which were clearly visible to the bones, which was shocking.

It was so painful that it was difficult for him to breathe, Sanskrit kissed his Adam's apple, his throat was tightly blocked, and he couldn't speak a word.

"Did you save me?" Dong Jun lost consciousness, and suddenly felt that he was falling into a soft and cool embrace.As if grabbing a life-saving straw, he rubbed the man into his arms.

The Sanskrit sound was stuck in his throat, he couldn't speak, so he nodded vigorously.Tears dripped down on Dongjun's arms, and Dongjun carelessly touched his delicate face as if he couldn't see clearly. "Why are you crying? What's your name, tell me, so that I can repay you in the future—"

Fanyin just couldn't stop crying, greedy for Dongjun's gentle embrace, Dongjun laughed dumbly: "What a stubborn little thing, my eyes were burned by lightning, I can't see your face clearly at the moment, I really want to see you cry It looks like a little tabby cat..."

Sanskrit helped Dongjun clean up his wounds and left slowly after making sure that he was safe. He knew that when he left this time, he did not know when and when he would meet Dongjun again. One of them was in the ninth heaven and the other was in the abyss of the deep sea, and there would be no day of reunion. .

Not long after Sanskrit and the others left, Dong Jun slowly opened his golden eyes. The wounds on his body had been properly treated, and his eyesight was restored. He vaguely saw a smear of yellow beside him.

Dongjun raised his head feebly, and said weakly, "You saved me?"

"What?" The man hesitated and pointed to himself. There was no one behind him.

"Thank you for your rescue. Dongjun is very grateful. In the future, I will go through fire and water!" Dongjun looked at the yellow-shirted boy with firm eyes.

The young man was thoughtful, realized something but didn't point it out, looked at him with interest and nodded.With a wave of the long sleeve, the chain on Dongjun's body slipped off.

"The God of War in the past was nothing more than that, but in the end it became just a dispensable pawn of the Heavenly Emperor..." The man's voice was faint and chilly.

Yi Xingyun's eyes widened, seeing that the yellow shirt in the mirror was exactly the same as his own appearance, he kneaded his face and was amazed!

"Why does that person look like me, and Dong Jun is clearly Su Heng? Are these illusions created by you?"

Li Jing said slowly: "The two of you are from your previous life, you two have been entangled in your previous life, and it is difficult to cultivate a positive fruit if your fate is not complete. Some fragments of these will be revealed when the time is ripe, and the identity of the two of you will be revealed. Next, do you know why Su Heng treats Chu Chu so well?

In order to save Su Heng's life in the previous life, Chu Chu did not hesitate to exchange her voice for it. It can be said that she values ​​love and righteousness. Do you still eat sour vinegar like a child? "

"Then Chuchu is Sanskrit. He hasn't aged in so many years, is he a monster!" Yi Xingyun knew he was wrong.

"He is a mermaid. A mermaid has a lifespan of a hundred years and ages at will. If he always has expectations for the future, he will always maintain a youthful appearance.

It seems that Chuchu has been concerned about Su Heng all these years, but Su Heng has never had any feelings for him other than a brother, and his heart is on you! "Li Jing waved his hand, and the scene on the water mirror disappeared.