Reborn in the fish tank of the enemy's family

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so annoying." Zhu Rong turned around and looked at the dignified Taoist holding a whisk. The anger in his eyes became more intense, and he said word by word: "Communist, Gong."

"I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still as irritable and irritable as ever." Real person Xue Ming's brows and eyes are warm, and years of polishing and training have made him recede from the impetuousness of the year, as if he has a refined aura.

Zhu Rong snorted coldly, and the flames attacked Yao Peizhou, and then turned around and swept towards the Xueming real person, like a menacing fire dragon, exuding endless heat.

boom--

Master Xueming flicked his dust whisk, and a jet of water spewed out from his wide sleeves, turning into a transparent phoenix and attacking the fire dragon. The two collided in mid-air, bursting out with intense divine power, causing the entire earth to once again explode. Caught in a quake.

Yao Peizhou swept his spear, took Zhu Rong's blow, and then attacked Zhu Rong's back.After all, it was the Vulcan who was once brave and good at fighting among the ancient gods. Even if he was flanked by left and right, he could cope with it, and he almost never fell into a disadvantage.

On the other side, the roc bird was completely defeated by the fully awakened phoenix, and fell in circles like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, stirring up dust.Feng Yingque also seemed to have exhausted all his strength, the prototype dissipated and turned into a human body.

Tan Sinian reached out to catch him and brought him to the ground.

He looked up at Tan Sinian, the tears in his eyes seemed to have not faded away, like pearls in his eye sockets, exuding a lustrous and full light.He opened his mouth, his voice a little dry and weak, and he said, "We ... knew each other a long, long time ago, didn't we?"

"Yes." Tan Sinian replied, after this battle, he had completely remembered the past, his eyes became extremely firm, he held Feng Yingque's arm tightly, and his tone was very serious: "We have known each other for many years, And I have been waiting for you for many years."

From the glimpse under the sycamore tree to the day and night companionship in the endless years since then, even though they have never seen each other for thousands of years, they have never really forgotten each other.

"But I don't remember anything." Feng Yingque shook his head regretfully, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. He knew that this person in front of him was very important to him, but he couldn't remember anything about him at all. Everything is just relying on this familiar feeling to subconsciously want to get close to each other.

"It doesn't matter." Tan Sinian shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "When we have it, this is enough."

"If you ask me, Zhu Rong is pretty miserable." Shi Xuan, who was staying in the barrier, suddenly sighed, and subconsciously shook his head while speaking.

"How to say?" Xuan Ting asked out of curiosity.

"I'm being beaten, and my son is still talking about love and watching. It's a bit bleak in the evening." Shi Xuan glanced at Tan Sinian who was talking to Feng Yingque, and sighed with a smile.

"You're right." Xuan Ting nodded following his words.

"What's right?" Sheng Yao stood aside with folded arms, looking at Shi Xuan with a smirk: "Your husband was beaten there, and you're watching a big show here too, I think our boss also has a miserable evening. "

"You're not right." Shi Xuan looked at him very seriously and said.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Yao asked him curiously.

"He's not my husband, you've got it wrong." Shi Xuan raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly showed a meaningful smile.

"you......"

Sheng Yao and Xuan Ting were stunned, they looked at each other, and then looked at Boss Yao, who was majestic and god-defying, in mid-air, and both sighed that "people should not be judged by their appearance".

"Xiao Chu, yes." Sheng Yao clapped his hands and sighed, giving him a thumbs up: "I didn't expect this."

Xuan Ting had an unspeakably strange face, and said to Sheng Yao: "We know the boss's big secret, will we be silenced?"

"It...it's really hard to say." Sheng Yao replied.

The three of them acted like people eating melons, as if the tense atmosphere at this moment had nothing to do with them, and they just watched a 3D movie with realistic effects.

Zhu Rong also noticed his son's side, and immediately became even more angry. As an ancient true god who is always at the top and will not be disobeyed by anyone, he never thought that his closest people would betray him like this.

boom--

He spread his palm, condensed a ball of hot flames, and attacked towards Master Xueming, but was easily blocked by the latter, Master Xueming said: "The Eye of the Phoenix will never be handed over to you, Zhu Rong , stop it."

"Why is it impossible!" Zhu Rong's body was full of flames, he stared at Feng Yingque not far away, his whole body seemed to be burned by his own fire, exuding unbearable heat. Unable to get close at all, his voice was rough as if it had been polished by sandpaper. He gritted his teeth and said, "Phoenix Eyes! Why should such pure divine power be hidden in the body of a little beast? What a waste! Only I can To be able to use it better, I am the one who is best suited to control it!"

"You are not suitable." The real person Xue Ming's voice is very soft, but reveals a touch of majesty. After several ups and downs, his experience and wisdom have long been different from those of the past. When confronting Zhu Rong, he will never be as angry as before. The next impulse.

When Zhu Rong heard this, he became angry, glared angrily, and asked, "Why do you say that! What do you know! You are just my subordinate!"

"Because this power will only bring you destruction, not only your destruction, but this world will eventually be destroyed by you." Master Xue Ming flicked the dust, and immediately a drizzle fell, and the original Zhu Rong The dead wood and grass ignited by the fire were extinguished, and the surrounding temperature also dropped.

"I don't believe it! No one in this world can control this power except me!" Zhu Rong stopped arguing with him and turned into a more powerful flame, which rapidly expanded his sphere of influence.

The fire was raging, sweeping across the entire land, and his figure became much taller than ordinary people as the flames grew.

"Baihu, back up!" Xueming Zhenren said briefly to Yao Peizhou, who immediately understood, put away his spear and retreated far away.

The fly whisk in Master Xueming's hand flickered, changed its form, turned into a long white sword, and stabbed straight towards Zhu Rong.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and turbulent dark clouds enveloped the entire Fengyang Village. After a while, clusters of fireballs fell from the sky and hit the dying puppets, turning into puffs of green smoke amidst howling. Another gentle drizzle fell, extinguishing the flames that were still burning on the ground.

The so-called fights between immortals are nothing more than that, and the people who suffer the most are probably the ordinary people with a radius of hundreds of miles around Fengyang Village.

But fortunately, this place is covered by an enchantment, with its own unique seal, these things will not completely break through the seal and land in the world.

In Songcheng, which is the closest to Fengyang Village, in the early winter season, there is a high temperature of 38 degrees in the sun, and the snow is sub-zero.

"Damn it, what kind of gods are fighting to torture us mere mortals!" The middle-aged man who originally set up a roadside stall was wearing a down padded jacket with short sleeves and big underpants, wrapped in a rice dumpling, shivering and cursing on the side of the road.

"Who says it's not, it's terrible." The passing young man sighed with a smile. He was only wearing a relatively thin woolen coat, as if he was not affected by the weather at all, and picked it up from the man's roadside stall. A plate of grilled skewers was handed over to him, and he said, "Boss, add another four pieces of stinky tofu! Put more peppers!"

The middle-aged man was shocked by his attire, and his expression was a little dull when he took the plate. He put the skewers on the stove and asked him, "Aren't you cold?"

"It's okay, it's not cold." The young man smiled indifferently.

"Hi! You are young and in good health!" The middle-aged man grinned and skillfully sprinkled a handful of seasonings on the skewers.

The young man smiled and said nothing. After a while, the skewers were cooked. He took it with a smile, and his fingertips touched the middle-aged man's arm. I don't know if it was an illusion. The latter suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature had returned to normal, no matter how he changed it. In terms of weather, he felt neither hot nor cold, and would not be affected by the surrounding temperature at all.

He was shocked and frightened for a moment, but he didn't know what happened. He was about to raise his head to ask the young man, but found that the man had already walked away with a skewer in his mouth, and then met him at the corner.

"Brother Shuang! Let you go out to work! You secretly went to buy skewers behind my back!"

"Oh, I'll give you a bunch of fish." Tang Yushuang smiled and brought a bunch of grilled fish to the visitor, effectively bribing him.

"That's about the same." The latter put the grilled fish into his mouth and said while chewing, "Start working after eating, otherwise people here will be tortured to death by the hot and cold weather."

"Understood." Tang Yushuang ate a piece of stinky tofu, turned around and glanced at the distance, the sky was faintly glowing red, like a glow, but it was a bit more unusually dangerous than the glow, he said: " How long will this take?"

"Hurry up, don't we have a master?" After the grilled fish was eaten, the bamboo sticks were thrown into the trash can. Cen Zelin touched his mouth and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

"It's now! Take it!"

Following the Xueming real person's low shout, Yao Peizhou immediately recited the spell, and firmly trapped Zhu Rong, who was on the verge of going berserk, in the golden rope.

"Ah!" Zhu Rong let out a roar, his eyes were red, he looked at Yao Peizhou and Master Xueming with disbelief, and said through gritted teeth, "You guys, how dare you plot against me!?"

"If you want to fight alone, you Zhu Rong may not be able to meet your opponent." Xue Mingzheng looked at him calmly, and said: "For the sake of the world, you must not be allowed to take away the Eye of the Phoenix from here today."

"Majestic! It's ridiculous!" Zhu Rong couldn't help laughing out loud, bloodstains were drawn out of him by the rope, and dripped down his clothes. I didn't expect you to have this thing in your hand."

"Nuwa's gift, I should keep it as a good life." Master Xueming looked at him quietly and said, "But I never thought that one day, I would use it on you."

"You provoked me on purpose, and asked Baihu to set a trap while I wasn't prepared to lead me deep, Gonggong, you have really changed in these years." Zhu Rong sneered, and shook his head helplessly.

Master Xueming just looked at him indifferently, without saying a word, and never responded. He always looked calm and breezy, and from the beginning to the end, even his clothes were never splashed by sparks.

"So, where is the scale of the candle dragon?" Yao Peizhou asked.

"Candle Dragon Scale?" Zhu Rong looked puzzled, and then smiled: "Isn't that lost by you?"

"Han Lingshu, Bai Yu, didn't you put it beside us to steal the scale of the candle dragon?" Yao Peizhou continued to press.

"I don't know." Zhu Rong replied, and his expression was very frank when talking about these things: "I will definitely admit what Zhu Rong did, but that has nothing to do with me. I only want the eyes of the phoenix, and the scales of the candle dragon. It doesn't help at all."

not him--

Yao Peizhou turned his head and looked at Shi Xuan at each other, feeling somewhat puzzled at the same time in his heart.

So, who else would it be.