Is Xianjun jealous today?

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The bell on Kunlun Mountain rang.

As far as the Three Realms and Kyushu are concerned, the prince's sweetheart is back!

Nineth Heaven

Kaiyang trotted all the way and pushed open the gate of Chenyang Palace: "Your Highness! Your Highness! The bell on Kunlun Mountain is ringing!"

The palace shrouded in fairy clouds had long been noisy, and those little fairies crowded at the entrance of the main hall, blatantly looking at their bewildered His Highness the Crown Prince, chattering without listening.

The figure walking around inside seemed to be inaudible, the clothes were changed one after another, and the hair crown was straightened again and again in front of the mirror, looking restless.

"Your Highness, this looks good..." A little fairy covered her face and smiled.

"Really?"

Yuan Zhao looked down at himself, as if he was still dissatisfied, just as he was going to look through those neatly folded satin clothes, Kai Yang bypassed the pile of little nymphomaniacs and pushed the door: "My lord! When did you become Is this a mother-in-law?"

"Kaiyang, what do you think of my face today? This dress..." Said and turned around in a normal way: "Does it look good?"

"You are the most handsome man in the Three Realms and Kyushu! Hurry up and go out!"

Kaiyang was running around in a hurry, the ninth day of the ninth day, the immortal came back from rebirth, his bones and blood were rebuilt, and the past and the past were all returned to nothingness.

But Yuan Zhao didn't know these things.

He thought, if he could meet for the first time, maybe he could leave a good impression?

No matter how bad it is, with a familiar face, the relationship can be slowly cultivated later.

"I knew I shouldn't have read the copybook so late last night, I'm a little haggard today..." Yuan Zhao murmured while touching his face.

Tianhou Yaohua once said that if the prince is willing to go and get married, it will definitely change the peaceful life of the three realms for 10 years.

Now he looks anxious.

Kai Yang had no choice but to push him away while urging: "Hurry up! We want to seize the opportunity, and the first person we want Shangxian to meet is you!"

The two walked out from Beitianmen and rushed towards Kunlun Mountain.

"You said, when I saw him, what should I say in the first sentence? Long time no see? Or, are you finally back?"

Kai Yang immediately retorted: "Your Highness, you are so heartless. Of course, you should hug her, kiss her, and then shout 'I miss you so much'!"

Yuan Zhao was stunned for a moment, hug her?

Yeah, I can hold him again.

It has been 800 years, so long that he is used to waiting, used to waiting.

Just chanting the words of "there is still a glimmer of hope" by the real person of the Qing Dynasty, I have persisted until now.

Now the hope in my heart has come true, and I am timid for no reason. Maybe it is because we have been separated for a long time, and there is a trace of uneasiness and anxiety in my heart for no reason.

Seeing that fairy mountain was getting closer and closer, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Kunlun Mountain is located on the border of the South China Sea. The fairy mist on the top of the mountain lingers all year round. The only thing that catches the eye is the bell pavilion on the top of the mountain. If you want to see the whole picture, you have to get close.

It was only after visiting the mountain gate with Yuan Zhao on the ninth day of the ninth day that he learned that there are eighteen peaks in Kunlun.

The mountain peak soars into the clouds and connects with the sky. There are more than 8000 jade steps from bottom to top. Standing below and looking up, the aura is full of aura, surrounded by fog and clouds, which seems to be isolated from the world.

Each of the ten apprentices has a fairy mountain as their territory, which serves as a place for retreat and practice.

In the past, Yuan Zhao thought that living in the mountains on the ninth day of the ninth day must be due to difficult conditions. Even if he didn't sleep in the open, he should live in a cave and eat wild fruits.

Unexpectedly, the Jiuli Palace is three times larger than his Chenyang Palace. Although the style inside is simple, it is also well-equipped. A crystal stone couch can sleep more than three or four people.

The stone couch was an immortal object found for Chujiu by searching Lingshan Mountain in the Qing Dynasty. It is said that just sleeping on it can be nourished by the immortal energy, strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality.

And on the ninth day of the ninth day, because of the cold constitution, even if several layers of animal skins were covered on the couch, the cold air would still invade his body, so Shangqing found Zhu Rong Huo to warm his body.

Those ancient fairy things burned in the house like ordinary candlesticks, and would never go out all day long.

Yuan Zhao couldn't help sighing that it turned out that he was the one who climbed high.

"Here we are." Kai Yang pointed to the mountain peaks in front of him, the misty mist gradually dissipated, and the main hall of Kunlun Mountain, the Shangqing Palace, came into view.

The bell that had stopped for a moment rang again.

Well, this time it's because of Yuan Zhao.

When Yuan Zhao died on the ninth day of the ninth day, Yuan Zhao was deeply saddened. In order to relieve his longing, he had to come to Kunlun Mountain to see things and think about people. All the brothers and sisters were harassed by him.

In particular, Cheng Huang, the second senior brother of the ninth day of the ninth day, was deeply abused because of his similar appearance to the ninth day. Whether it was taking a nap in the palace, walking in the forest on the mountain road, or even bathing in the spring water, there would always be a pair of eyes in the distance. Stare at him.

Once he couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth and asked his master, can he kill him?

Daoist Shangqing waved his hands again and again, but he couldn't do it, he is the prince of the heavenly clan, and also the Taoist companion of your junior brother, how can he kill him.

In the end, after everyone's discussion, Yuan Zhao could only be attributed to the "intruder" of Kunlun Mountain. When he stepped into the mountain gate with his front foot, the alarm bell on the top of the mountain would ring for a long time.

Warn everyone, lock the door that should be locked, and retreat that should be closed.

In the end, only Daoist Shangqing stood in front of the Shangqing Palace with a helpless expression on his face, which could be regarded as giving the prince a little face.

Seeing that the palace is close at hand, the hesitation just now was swept away, Yuan Zhao now just wants to see the face of longing and longing as soon as possible.

He also ignored the alarm bell, striding over the jade steps and ran to the Qing Palace, shouting as he ran: "Real! Real! My wife is back?"

Standing at the gate of the palace, Master Shangqing had no expression on his face, he moved to the right, and a person came out from behind him.

He didn't see the familiar white clothes, but the black long robes and brocade clothes appeared in his eyes, and his figure was not the same as before when viewed from a distance.

It seems to be stronger, and it seems to be taller.

Leaping down the stairs, Yuan Zhao stopped slowly. He followed the cirrus pattern girdle and looked up. His cold face was covered with a trace of gloom. Although his eyes were as cold as before, there was a faint trace of Share hard.

This is not the ninth day!

He couldn't believe it, and he came closer to observe. His face was still carved out of white jade, his long and narrow red phoenix eyes were as distant as before, and there was still a beauty mole at the end of his right eye, giving the cold and Added a touch of glamour.

And the unique amber pupils are also looking down at him from above.

Yuan Zhao was overjoyed, that's right!This is his ninth day!

After waiting for 800 years, he finally came back!

"Daughter-in-law! I miss you so much!"

Yuan Zhao bared a small canine tooth, Dapeng spread his wings and rushed over, Shangqing Daoist was just about to raise his hand to block it, but before it had time, everything happened between Shi Guang and the fire.

puff!

Yuan Zhao felt a heavy blow to his chest, which sent him flying several meters away. With that force, he suddenly lost his center of gravity and rolled down the stairs all the way.

This palm without any hesitation directly broke his ribs.

That strong internal force ran through his whole body, and at that moment he could even clearly hear the sound of bones breaking in his body.

After rolling down a dozen steps, he finally recovered his energy and stabilized his figure.

Yuan Zhao lowered his head and supported the stone surface with his palms, his brows frowned, a fishy and sweet smell came out of his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed on the white jade steps in an instant, bright and coquettish.

Master Shangqing trotted all the way trying to help him up, but the injury was so serious that Yuan Zhao couldn't move at all, and now he could only kneel on the ground on one knee, and even his breathing was slow due to the pain.

He tried his best to curl his waist and abdomen into a ball, and the severe pain made it extremely difficult for him to raise his head.

Kai Yang was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, and after a moment of panic, he turned around and ran over.

Daoist Shangqing squatted on the ground, whispered in Yuan Zhao's ear, "He...doesn't remember you."

Beads of sweat from Yuan Zhao's pain welled up on his forehead, and his internal organs seemed to be disrupted. At this moment, severe pain spread throughout his body, tearing at every inch of his meridians.

Thinking about this internal injury, I'm afraid it won't heal well in a while.

He turned his head with difficulty and said, "No...don't you remember me?"

Kai Yang squatted aside worriedly, and wiped the blood oozing from the corner of Yuan Zhao's mouth with his sleeve.

"Well, to be precise, he doesn't remember anyone."

Shang Qing paused, and then said: "He is no longer the ninth day."

On that day, the news spread throughout the Three Realms, and the prince of the Celestial Clan was severely injured by his "little wife" whom he had missed for 800 years.

The medical officers in the Palace of Medicine King took care of him day and night, but he was still lying on the couch for two full months before he could move around a little.

This 'lace news' has directly become the talk of everyone in the heaven, but it is not ridicule, but sad.

When the Three Realms mentioned Prince Yuanzhao, all they thought of was handsome appearance, young and promising, the proud son of heaven, and a scheming strategy that was not similar to his age.

He has the generosity and benevolence of Emperor Haotian, and the decisiveness of Yaohua, the Queen of Heaven, but after all kinds of things, he will eventually add a word.

infatuation.

Ever since the death of the prince's Taoist companion, he has been depressed, and then he did not know what stimulated him, so he became drunk and went berserk, killing the captives.

Later, he was even more depressed, and almost died of an old illness. The emperor hurriedly recalled the wandering medicine king to save his life.

These things were once widely circulated and became a popular topic at that time. Everyone was full of affection for the prince's infatuation. Therefore, although many fairies admired them, they were also discouraged.

Kai Yang had just gone to the Taihe Palace to pay his respects, and when he came back, he saw Yuan Zhao getting off the ground restlessly, and he was about to leave, so he hurried forward to stop him: "Your Highness, you're just getting better, and you're going again?"

"Go, my wife is there." Although Yuan Zhao's face was still a little pale, he was smiling.

"But..." Kai Yang just wanted to reach out his hand to stop him, but seeing the stubbornness on Yuan Zhao's face, he silently withdrew his hand and followed.

This time when Yuan Zhao tremblingly walked up to the Shangqing Palace, he learned that Chujiu was retreating in his own Jiuli Palace to adjust his breathing. He sighed and sat on the stone couch, and complained to Shangqing: "Master, I can call you Master, right? You are really playing with me to death!"

Shangqing sat on the futon, closed his eyes slightly: "For the entrustment of the old friend, I can't live with you!"

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The author has something to say:

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