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In the heaven surrounded by fairy mist all the year round, there is a sea of ​​clouds, vast and boundless, and immortals with weak mana cannot fly over it.

If you accidentally fall into the sea of ​​clouds, you will never be involved in it. If you are lucky, you will purify your body with the immortal energy of the sea of ​​clouds, and your mana will increase.

This magical place in the heaven is located in the Fengfeng Ruins in the south. It was granted to the Fengshen who had a marriage contract with Princess Baifeng of Tiangong 20 years ago as the Immortal Mansion.

However, after so many years, Princess Baifeng has become a taboo in Tiangong, and Fengshen married a new wife and had children, and the family still lives in Fengfengxu.

Unexpectedly, Fengshen Gunsu always loved Princess Baifeng in his heart. One day his wife found out the truth and resolutely took her only son Luan Chen away. Return to Lingfeng Market, and inherit the mantle of Fengshen in the future.

The god of wind, Gunsu, is in charge of the wind direction of the six realms, and also governs the feng shui of the human world. His son was left in Fengfeng Market with little discipline.

Luanchen was revered as a young god in Lingfeng Market. He usually lingers on the bed, or goes boating with a group of female fairies on the sea of ​​clouds. He sings joyfully almost every day in places where others dare not easily get involved.

Just today, above the sea of ​​clouds.

A man in Tsing Yi held a yellowed letter paper and read: "The residual wind and shadows are dark, where can I hide the dream of the cold moon?" When he read the first two sentences, he was full of desolation, and the last two sentences: "Greedy, greedy." No matter how old or young you are, you will have no thoughts, no hindrances, and no thoughts."

"..." The letter paper was loosened from his hand, and it floated into the sea of ​​clouds with the wind. The young man in Tsing Yi said disdainfully: "I thought it was a sad and beautiful artistic conception, but I didn't expect it to be a sour poem about love."

A woman wearing tulle next to her posted it up, and said with a coquettish smile: "Oh, my young master, in the six realms, no matter how old or young, as long as she is a woman, who doesn't like this kind of sour poems? I don’t know how many gods have entrusted their sincerity under this sour poem.”

The man in Tsing Yi had picturesque eyebrows, slightly curved thin lips, and casually picked up the chin of the cool woman in his arms with his right hand, and said, "Sincere heart? The most rare thing for my young master is sincerity."

This man in Tsing Yi is none other than Luan Chen, the future master of Fengfeng Market.

Following Luan Chen's movements, the woman raised her chin, stared straight at Luan Chen with her eyes, and asked with all her lingering affection: "Then Wan'er, is it rare for a young god?"

Luan Chen naturally wouldn't refuse a beauty throwing herself into his arms, so he held her in his arms, pointed at a place, and said with a smile: "Such a beauty is rare anywhere except here, this young god."

Being pointed at her heart, the woman who claimed to be Wan'er boldly clasped Luan Chen's hand to her lapel, pretending to be wronged and said, "Ah, doesn't the young god like Wan'er's heart?"

Luanchen covered the softness cooperatively, and still smiled and said: "Wan'er is good, sincere, don't take out such an ugly thing and dirty my young god's eyes."

"Shao... ah!" Wan'er was about to say something, but suddenly she was frightened by the Fengshen Ling flying in the sky, and she left Luan Chen and threw herself into the sea of ​​clouds instead.

Luan Chen stretched out his hand to catch the Fengshen Token, was dragged away from the sea of ​​clouds, knelt on the ground of Fengfengxu, looked down at the Fengshen Token, and found it very boring. He didn't know how many times he had experienced the next one.

"Nizi! Look at you, what do you look like!" Fengshen Gunsu stood in front of Luan Chen, pointed at his head and cursed.

"I don't know what to do all day long, it's useless for you to call yourself a young god, do you have the slightest look of a young god?"

"The Fengshen ordered you not to practice, and you didn't go to the Peach Fair in the heavens. You hugged all the dirty things all day long and made friends with each other, so that everyone in the Fengfeng Market had to take care of you. Do you have the slightest sense of shame?"

Luan Chen Shaoshen spends a lot of time, and outsiders don't know about it, but everyone in Fengfeng Market knows about it. Luan Chen is used to hearing his father's words of scolding him, so he didn't intend to say anything, just accept it honestly, and it will be fine in the past , but those few words really made him unbearable.

"Sexy? Is it in your eyes that my mother is such an existence?"

Fengshen didn't understand the meaning of Luan Chen's words for a while, he just thought that he was using his mother as a cover: "Why, you have justified the scandal you did? It's something that can't be put on the table."

Loneliness passed by in a flash, replaced by disdain, Luan Chen stood up and said: "Hahaha, but don't you still expect me, an unworthy person, to inherit your seat, so that you can live a happy life."

Fengshen has an upright temperament, and at this moment, Luan's Qiqiao is full of smoke: "You! You bastard! How did I give birth to you!"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Luan Chen sarcastically said, "It was my mother who gave birth to me, not you!"

"You bastard! Your mother, your mother's mother, is to remind me that she is happy with a wild man and taught you to be like this!"

Luan Chen's expression froze: "Wild man? My mother divorced you and married. What right does father have to say these things now? When it comes to what I look like, I can't compare to your highness Yinpian and your praises every day." The legacy of the prince."

"It's just that my father always compares me with Tianzhou. Is it because he is trying to gain access to Tiangong?" Once these words are said, it can be said that there is a lot of treason.

Gon Suluan was overwhelmed by Chen's words, and raised his hand, and five Fengshen orders flew over: "You rebellious beast! Cough—cough cough—"

Luan Chen dodged left and right, and also received two blows, which hit his right arm and left shoulder, and he groaned without pain. Luan Chen didn't care about the injury, and said casually: "Since you praise them so much, then I will imitate them." Once you've learned it."

In this way, the young god of Fengfengxu left without looking back, bearing the wrath of Fengshen.

The mortal Jinling City.

Luan Chen, who quarreled with Lao Tzu, turned around and came to the mortal world.This is not the first time he has descended to earth, but it is the first time he has been so righteous.

Fengshen always felt that he was not up to date, and from time to time reprimanded him with Suyi and Yinpian, and now he did what he wished, and went down to earth like the prince.

An unpleasant smell of fireworks, I don't know what's good about it, it's worth a heavenly prince always running down.

Thinking this way in his heart, Luan Chen didn't turn around and leave. He changed his attire a little and walked into the city chicly.

The smell on mortals is different from that of gods, and everyone's smell is different. Jinling, as the capital of the mortal dynasty at this time, is even more mixed. Suppressing the displeasure in his heart, Luan Chen walked to a place where there are few people.

"oops."

Luan Chen realized that he had bumped into someone with the touch from his chest and the crisp female voice.

"Princess, are you okay? What's the matter with you, do your eyes grow on the top of your head!" A girl about fifteen or sixteen years old with double hair buns lifted up the princess she was talking about, and pointed at Luan Chen. lesson.

It is not wrong to say that the young god of Ling Fengxu has eyes on the top of his head.Luan Chen sized up the princess who stood up, with bright eyes and white teeth, and skin like creamy fat, she was a perfect beauty.

"Zhou'er, I'm fine. This son didn't mean to come here." The voice was even more mellow.

After hearing what his master said, Zhou'er restrained his temper to protect the master, turned his head and saw Luan Chen staring at the master without blinking, and was furious again: "Hey, take back the dog eyes that you see my princess !"

Luan Chen smiled suddenly, thinking that the words of ordinary people are also interesting, so he begged for mercy in a good temper: "Princess, forgive me, it was my fault that I caused the princess to fall just now, and it is almost noon now, why don't I do my best and go to Jinling for the last time?" For a good restaurant, it’s time to pay the princess for it.”

"My lord, you don't have to worry about unintentional mistakes." The Princess politely declined Luan Chen's banquet.

Luan Chen didn't force it, and smiled as he watched the princess get into the carriage of Duke Huguo's mansion, and sighed in a low voice: "The beauty is really stunning, but it's just that the beauty is unlucky, and the prosperity is all over, but it's just an empty joy."

With just one glance, the young god of Lingfengxu could see through the fate of the princess.

It's all here, Luan Chen naturally didn't miss the food in Jinling, followed the words of ordinary people on the street, and entered the No. [-] restaurant in Jinling without getting drunk.

I asked for a private room, drank the wine of the mortal world alone, and felt that it was no different from the wine in the sky.But thinking about it, the Jiuxian is also a mortal ascending, probably the same.

Holding the full wine glass in his hand, Luan Chen didn't care about what was in the glass.

A dirty thing?A piece of sincerity is worth such a sentence. Sure enough, sincerity is the cheapest thing...

It's really disgusting...

The time in the mortal world flies by quickly, and Luan Chen drank the wine quickly. By the time Buzuiju closed, Luan Chen couldn't count how much wine he had drunk. When he paid the bill, he had no money in the mortal world. After paying the bill, he was kicked out by someone who was not drunk.

The dignified young god, calling the wind and calling the wind and rain in the Lingfeng Market, when did he enjoy this kind of treatment?

"This wine from the mortal world... has a bit of energy" Luan Chen walked out of Buzuiju, staggered and fell by the wall, in a state of embarrassment, not at all like the majestic young god.

Luan felt uncomfortable in his stomach, leaning against the wall and squinting his eyes waiting to sober up, and after a while, the door of Buzuiju was knocked open again.

"Isn't it closed for business?" Luan Chen stared at the carriage with Li characters written on it parked at the door of Buzuiju, and then at the open door.

Not long after, the person who pushed the door in before came out with a food box.

"My son, go slowly."

It was the same boy who chased Luan Chen away before, not only was his face full of smiles, but he was also respectful. Luan Chen felt that it was quite dazzling, so he rushed over with alcohol.

Before he got close to the person, he was stopped by a person waiting by the carriage, with his sword unsheathed, laying in front of Luan Chen, and asked, "Where did the drunkard come from!"

Luan Chen slapped the sword disapprovingly, a blue light flashed, the man who stopped him stood aside with numb arms, Luan Chen continued to walk forward.

The servant who was not drunk recognized Luan Chen, and chased him away impatiently: "Why are you again! What are you still doing here? Are you desperate to disturb the prince?"

"Mortal, you really look down on people with a dog's eyes, what is a son?" Luan Chen's figure stumbled, dragged the servant and said without restraint.

"Returning to a mortal? Do you think you are a fairy?"

The young servant in the restaurant knew how to punch and kick, grabbed Luan Chen's hand and threw it aside, and took the opportunity to say to the prince next to him: "Please forgive me for bumping into the prince, this is a madman, he has no money. It’s still here, it’s getting late, and the taste of the food is too cold, the son might as well go back earlier, don’t be affected by such a small meal.”

No one in Jinling City knows that Prince Li's son is not easy to mess with because of the uncertain weather. The young servant pleaded with Luan Chen under pressure, but Li Shizi didn't intend to pursue it. He glanced at his guard and turned to leave, but Luan Chen held him back: "Hey, son, vomit—"

"!!!"

"Li Ye, throw him out of Jinling!" The anger from the prince who was spat all over his body.

"..." The body fell from a high place, Luan Chen's wine also woke up, and the stomach didn't feel so uncomfortable after vomiting, and the sudden dizziness just subsided, but...

What a mortal, even the young god dared to throw it away, Li Shizi...very good, the young god remembered it.

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