I'm going to fight

"Little Fusang, how much do you remember before Nirvana?"

"Except for Fusang's own affairs, I remember most of them." Fusang didn't seem to expect that he would suddenly ask this question, looking at him with fiery red eyes, "You know, according to what the hell said, some memories will also Being 'harmonised'."

The Phoenix family can restore their cultivation when they are in Nirvana, but the price is the loss of previous memories, and at the same time, some memories that are contrary to the way of heaven will also be lost.Having said that, most of the tribe will choose nirvana, because their memories can be restored as they grow again.

"Don't even think about asking about Goddess Yaohe, I don't like her." Fusang pursed her lips, looking at him almost hurting him.

"I didn't want to ask that..." Yang Yao felt aggrieved.

"Oh, really."

Fusang cast a sideways glance at the bewildered Yang Yao, stretched out her small wings and touched her head, and spoke in a bad tone.

Ever since Yaohe learned that Yazi was abolished, Yang Yao felt a strange uneasiness. He was still very concerned about Ding Yuntian's movements after he went down to the realm, but no one came to tell him about Yazi.

...Obviously he and Yazi are brothers.Moreover, although both he and Yazi have a tacit agreement not to mention it, but, as himself who is two hundred years older than Yazi, he also guided Yazi to practice back then, that is, "spiritual guidance" like a master.

"Do you remember..." Yang Yao scratched his head and lowered his voice: "The reason why Yazi was abolished from the divine book."

Fusang glanced at him: "Your Highness, you know."

"I-Of course I know." Unexpectedly, this little fire bird also knew... After all, he has done so many crimes in Ding Yuntian that no one told him about this shocking event!

feeling excluded...

"...Your Highness, you only found out about it recently." Fusang used a declarative sentence, and Yang Yao was shocked.

Adhering to the principle of being honest, the strong man Yang Yao nodded his head regretfully.

Fusang only said: "Your Highness, it is better to ask His Highness Yazi in person, Fusang dare not say more about this matter."

"...It's fine if you don't say it, really." Yang Yao smiled and touched her head, and suddenly saw her looking up at him, her immature face was incongruously calm.

"Fusang, I have always been puzzled that Your Highness does not want to restore the status of a god, but now I finally understand." Fusang looked forward, her blood-red eyes were like extinguished flames, and her long and dense eyelashes covered her eyes. He spoke lightly, his voice soft and clear.

"A god without emotion is really scary. And Your Highness, it's a god."

Yang Yao's golden eyes moved.

Indeed, he had said similar words to Goddess Yaohe, why didn't he understand?It's just that although gods seem to be powerful, they are subject to far more constraints than ordinary immortals.

Among them, the insurmountable thing is emotion.

Yang Yao remembered that when he was still His Royal Highness Suan Ni with boundless divine power, he panicked when he felt the earth fire appear in Ding Yuntian.Because that time, he was abolished for a thousand years, and he thought that that battle would make Ya Zi change his mind and cut off all worldly thoughts.

But what?

Yazi was still revoked.

Yang Yao lowered his eyes, his golden pupils were staring at the slender white palm, and a thought formed in his mind.

Under Fusang's suspicious gaze, Yang Yao turned his palm, and a white butterfly appeared on his fingertips, flapping its wings slowly.

"Suanni Temple..." Fusang looked at Dingyuntian's butterfly messenger, and looked at Yang Yao in panic.

"Hush, good boy." Yang Yao tapped his lips with his slender fingertips, touched her head, stopped talking, concentrated his consciousness, and poured divine power into the butterfly.

When Yang Yao opened his eyes, the butterfly had disappeared from his fingertips. He looked at his fingers for a while, but said nothing.

"Your Highness is trying to die again?" Fusang couldn't bear it for so long, grabbed Yang Yao's sleeve, and asked him, "Your Highness, are you looking for Lord Qingcang?"

Yang Yao nodded.

"Fusang wants to know."

Yang Yao did not fulfill her wish as usual, silently picked her up, and whispered in her ear: "I'm going to the world."

"Why!" Fusang grabbed his front lapel with her small hands, staring at him with red eyes.

"No reason, ah, the messenger is back." When Yang Yao raised his head, he saw butterflies flying up and down in front of him. He had no choice but to hold Fusang with both hands, so he had to stand still.

Just as she was about to put Fusang down, she stretched out her hand, and the snow-white butterfly was attracted by divine power and landed on her palm.

"That's Ding Yuntian's messenger. If you want to see butterflies, I'll catch them for you in the lower realm..."

Before Yang Yao finished speaking, she saw the exquisite and petite girl folded her five fingers together, and the fragile butterfly messenger was crushed into pieces. She smiled harmlessly at Yang Yao, spread her hands, and the fragmented wreckage fell to the ground little by little. , into nothingness.

"Your Highness Suan Ni, you actually made such an agreement with Qingcang Tianjun."

Yang Yao frowned at her, and after a long time, he said: "Little Fusang, although the messenger was transformed by divine power, you are...too cruel."

Fusang trembled all over, lowered his head and bit his lip, when he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with tears, his heart softened.

"Fusang... Fusang doesn't want His Highness to come to the world."

Although Yang Yao was suspicious, he still bent down and hugged Fusang, and patted her on the back: "Are you afraid that I will have feelings when I come to the world?"

Before Fusang could speak, he said, "I have no heart, and the whole world knows it."

Fusang laughed when he heard this: "Your Highness has spoken the truth."

"Since you know the content of the agreement, then cooperate well from now on." Seeing that Fusang smiled through tears, Yang Yao stretched his brows and touched her forehead.

"One dessert a day!" Fusang snorted.

Although it is said that one day in the sky and one year in the world are only a hundred candied haws or something, he seems... not enough money?

Yang Yao sighed, and said in his heart to coax the little bird first.Just as he waved his hand, there was a sudden pause: "Huh?"

"what happened?"

Yang Yao raised his hands and looked at the sun for a while: "Little Fusang, do you feel that my hands...are empty?"

"Fusang doesn't know, Fusang has been hiding in His Highness's hairband." Fusang replied disapprovingly.

"...I always feel like I've forgotten something." Yang Yao frowned and tapped his forehead.

"Maybe His Highness forgot to take medicine again."

Yang Yao trembled with anger: "I'm serious!"

"Fusang is also serious." After speaking, he touched his stomach as a matter of course: "It's so hot... Fusang wants to eat ice cream."

"It's not good for girls to eat ice cream... Sorbet? Ice..."

Yang Yao read it repeatedly, and the broken clues began to connect.Woke up early in the morning with a hangover...was told Qingchen to ask for leave...departed for Lost Soul Sea...was abducted by a snow demon into a black shop at the market...meet Yazi...became a kitten...wait, there seems to be a gap in the middle... something important.

ice……

ice?

ice what?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Fusang's ears hurt from his noise, she blocked her ears and frowned: "Is it necessary?"

"Ice sculpture! Where is my ice sculpture!?" Yang Yao walked back and forth, completely ignoring Fusang's complaints, "Ice sculpture, ice sculpture!"

In the Lost Soul Sea, I saw that there was still an ice sculpture of Yazi, and after the transformation... Ah yes, the ice sculpture turned into a bell!Then what?

Then?

Yang Yao looked up at the sky and thought for a while.

Then he escaped from Yazi's hand and ran out to rest, did he recover his strength?

Where did his ice sculpture go...

"My ice sculpture ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Yang Yao bent forward in frustration, beating the floor.

"Your Highness, you are Dingyuntian's Dragon Clan..." Fusang looked at his master who was about to go mad, and said weakly.

etc!When jumping off Yinglong... Yazi stretched out his hand to grab...

Why does my neck feel cold...

That brat Yaizu tore off the bell, bastard!

"Jiazi! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Fusang looked at Yang Yao who was leaving in the dust, sighed, raised her plump wings, and followed with a flutter.

How much delicious food will His Highness Yazi buy her this time?

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Yazi was at the bridge of Naihe, talking to Po Meng and other immortals about Ziyu Shenjun's escape. A gust of wind blew by, bringing up a faint heat. He looked in that direction and whispered, "It's coming... "

"What?" Naihe Bridge has been transformed into an office department for nearly a hundred years. The water ghost who used to pull ghosts under the bridge has also become a ghost official. I was really excited to see Yazi for the first time. I kept my head down and didn't dare to speak. I saw a faint smile on Yazi's lips.

"It's nothing." Yazi shook his head, and sat down on the sandalwood chair beside him. The Clear Water and Azure Dragon Sword turned into a fruit knife, picked up the apple on the table, and began to peel it.

His Highness Yazi, who crosses the heavens, is laughing!The water ghost inserted his eyes, but he didn't dare to blink.

Your Highness Yazi is too perfect...

The person concerned didn't notice the inner world of the water ghost at all. The outer skin of the apple was cut into a thin ring by an excellent knife technique.

Shuigui looked enviously at Jai Zi, His Highness is His Highness, even cutting an apple is more handsome than others!I didn't expect that His Highness Yazi, who usually handles affairs vigorously and vigorously, would have such a leisurely time.

Wait... He seems to have seen something... The small knife with a cold light in his hand, could it be... the Clear Water and Azure Dragon Sword that shocked the Three Realms! ?

Ying Long: If you don't die, you won't die...Your Highness Suan Ni, I was wrong...

"I didn't expect His Highness Yazi to be such a person..." Shui Gui's three views were completely ruined, and he looked at Yazi dumbly.

Po Meng came back from the kitchen, holding a bowl of quality inspection samples of Po Meng's soup. She was about to complain about the hard work of the overseer making the soup when she saw Yazi and heard what Shui Gui said, so she could only pat him on the shoulder: "Little boy My son is still too young, and I will not understand until I live a few hundred years."

"Master Meng, Mrs. Meng, did His Highness Yazi eat something wrong?" It was completely different from the painting style of His Highness Yazi as imagined!

"You just wait, the Lord Yang Yao may be coming later." Granny Meng glanced at Ya Zi, and then she looked at the water ghost: "Why are you squatting on the ground?"

"Xiao, Xiaoxian seems to know something that she shouldn't know..."

what to do!Now that I know what His Highness Yazi and God Yang Yao have to say... It's so confusing!Do you want to contribute to "Heavenly Eight Diagrams Records" or "A Detailed Counting of Him and Him in Heaven"! ! !

Granny Meng looked around, clapped her hands and smiled reassuringly, "Fortunately, when God Yang Yao came to the underworld, he bought insurance for all the furniture..."

As soon as the words fell, a bright red light flashed, and there was only a "crash", Yazi was already standing firmly at the side, the sandalwood chair he was sitting on was split in two by the fire-colored swords, and as soon as it touched the ground, Turned into scorched wood.

Taking a closer look, Yang Yao pointed his sword at Jai Zi, the sporadic dark red at the end of his tied black hair was as bright as blood, the two swords infused with divine power were buzzing, and the clear water green dragon fruit knife in Yai Zi's hand caused a sensation. Resonance, Yang Yao's expression is not good: "Hey, brat, return the bell to me."

"I never took your bell." Yazi pretended not to know, and threw the peeled apple in his hand to Yang Yao.

Yang Yao pierced through the apple with a sword, and snorted coldly: "Small tricks."

You still think that feelings are hidden weapons! ?The water ghost was speechless.

Then he pulled the apple from the sword and gnawed on it, his eyes were still on Yazi: "Bring it back!"

Yazi just folded his arms and looked at him.

"I'll clean up you bastard after I finish eating."

Yazi didn't say a word, just watched him with great interest.Yang Yao squinted his eyes to finish the apple, stuck out his pink tongue, and was about to lick the juice on his fingers when he saw Yazi frowned, and then the cool touch wrapped around his fingertips. Yazi's spells were cleaned up.

"What a man." Yazi looked at him expressionlessly, the fruit knife flashed a blue light, and turned into a clear water and green dragon spear in his hand, steaming outwards, with a menacing aura.

It seems that Yinglong was abused so badly that he even lost his temper... Fusang who just arrived just squatted on the eaves safely.

"You have the nerve to call me?!" Yang Yao threw the apple core, hit Fusang's head, and drew out the Fengming swords, making a clanging sound of gold and stone. The two swords were of different sizes. He held the female sword on his chest, and the male sword Raising it high above the top, the sword pointed at Yazi.

Ya Zi smiled, full of provocation: "I don't know what to do with the 200 years more than me."

Yang Yao pursed his lips, his eyes burst out with fierce murderous aura, he picked up a sword flower with his left hand, swung the sword falsely, and aimed at Yazi's shoulder with his right hand. With full wings, the sound of Fengming can be heard in a radius of ten miles.

Holding the clear water and green dragon spear in his hand, Yazi raised his hand and drew an arc, and saw the water of the Wangchuan River converging into a stream at his fingertips, and a gray-green green dragon full of undead aura stood behind Yazi, emitting murderous aura.

"Calm down, draw the divine power in your body to the sword." Yazi whispered, Yang Yao did as he was told, and sure enough, black flames sprang up from Fengming's long sword, dyeing the phoenix black.

"Earth and hell karmic fire..." When the water ghost saw the flames, he hurriedly hid behind Granny Meng, almost peeing in fright.

The fire of death that burned the Three Realms, the power that almost brought His Highness Yazi, the son of the Dragon, back to his original form.

"Ya Zi, what are you thinking?" A smear of ink opened in the golden pupils, Yang Yao pursed his lips, and raised his sword to attack Ya Zi.

Yang Yao's swordsmanship was messy, he stabbed randomly, the flames burned everywhere he passed, and everything was destroyed.

"Teaches you to use your power."

Yazi swung his spear at each other, and the scorching flame was enveloped by the sparkling lake water, which looked like a will-o'-the-wisp ignited in the water, with a strange dark color.

teach him?

What qualifications does Yazi have to say this, obviously he is the god who guides him to practice——

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