The boss always wants to kill me

As soon as Cangbi left the Xiaoyao Realm, Lian Yun entered the realm in frustration with two little goblins. They rummaged through the Manzhushahuahai. To set fire to the red sea that obstructs people's sight.

"Where will the Cangbi beauty go? There is no smell of him everywhere..." Yuan Yuan lay on the shoulder of the humanoid Cheng Jing, her hairy nose almost cramped.

Yuan Yuan's so-called beauty fragrance, half of it comes from Cangbi itself, and it can be smelled naturally when it is close, but what they can distinguish from miles away is magnified by the demon power that Cangbi cannot control properly. The demon power was completely lost, even if Yuan Yuan retracted his nose into his mouth, he still couldn't detect a faint fragrance.

"Mr. Cangbi, where can we find him?" Cheng Jing asked.

Lian Yun pressed his chest, a pair of black pupils seemed to be oozing ink, stared at the road ahead, and walked quickly. He had just come up from the Netherworld and experienced the surge of demon power. After searching for a long time, the little demon power left was completely exhausted. He could only run around while adjusting his internal energy that was in a mess because he couldn't find Cangbi with an unstable mood.

"Lianyun Pavilion." He said heavily, and the three of them had already arrived at Your Excellency.

I don't know who set up the new restriction on the gate, Lian Yun couldn't open it, so he could only jump up and go straight to the Guanxue Tower, pushed open the window and turned inside.

In front of the dressing table, a piece of crumpled hairband was missing a thread, lying unsteadily, and the oily tofu was missing a corner except for the freshness preservation technique, and there was a faint sour smell, the part mixed in the sesame oil, A thin layer of white clothes floated up.

The light-colored silk sash all over the room made the room icy cold. Lian Yun never knew that this room was so quiet, there was no clear voice singing flattering words, no savoring soft tofu smacking, The fluttering hem of the dress without wide sleeves rustled the ground, so quiet that it wiped out the vague hopes.

"Cangbi beauty!" Cheng Jing and Yuan Yuan couldn't get in, so they called out from downstairs.

Lian Yun seemed to have never heard of it, and the name taboo he took off by himself implied the sky. His sky is still there, but he doesn't know where it has gone. Maybe he will never meet again, just like the real nine heavens, unreachable.

His frowned brows suddenly faded away, he cleaned up the rotten tofu, flattened his hair band, went back to his room and took a new plate of fresh tofu and put it on the dressing table, he removed the preservation technique, and the light tofu smell wafted away.

If Cangbi came, I would definitely not miss it...

Lian Yun's expression was so pale that only solemnity remained, and his anxiety, annoyance, and anger all melted into a bottomless pit shrouded in despair but revealing a trace of white light.

He sat down cross-legged on the Cangbi bed, adjusted his breath for a quarter of an hour, his demon power recovered a little, jumped out of the window, turned into a flood dragon, and flew west.

In the Jieshou Pavilion, Changkong was itching his teeth with anger at the unsolvable chess game. He finally figured out a little bit, but was disturbed by the call.

"Xiaoyao." Without even knocking on the cloud door, he broke into the pavilion and went straight up to the third floor. When he saw an arm-thick golden cord stretched across the open door, he knew that the uninvited guest was still inside. He raised his eyebrows and turned his head to leave.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Kong raised his chin slightly, looking contemptuous.

Xiaoyao didn't know what method he used, but tied the house with a dragon rope, and couldn't get out in the sky. Lian Yun clearly saw this, so he stopped, turned his back to the door and said, "What's the matter?"

"Come in." Chang Kong held on to a white piece and knocked on the chessboard.

Lian Yun stood still, the knocking sound echoed in the pavilion.

"Come in!" Changkong pressed Baizi heavily.

Lian Yun turned around, walked with difficulty, and finally went in, and said as if he had nothing to say: "When will Xiaoyao come back?"

"How do I know." Zhang Blank glanced at Lian Yun, "The Netherworld is a good place, everyone is rushing into it, the god of the underworld is dressed in green clothes, and he may be too happy to think about it."

The road was smooth and smooth, and even Yun guessed that there was Xiaoyao helping him behind the scenes. Xiaoyao had always been able to help in all these troubles, but the one in front of him, Xiaoyao could trap him for a while, could he be trapped forever.

"Cangbi has become a mortal fox." Lian Yun said, "I hope you don't make things difficult for him."

"Shouldn't you expect me to make things difficult for him? In this way, you can follow my steps and find the evildoer in your heart." Chang Kong pointed at Lian Yun's heart.

"He's not a monster." Lian Yun spoke loudly, as if he planted his voice on the cold ground, "Cangbi has never done anything harmful to the world. 2000 years ago, I almost lost my soul when I was robbed. Help me It was he who gave me serious injury and defeat, and was blinded by desire. It was he who saved me. My soul was damaged and hard to recover. What about him? He is not smart, he is even naive to the point of stupidity, but he never gives up any living beings. As a god, you sit for nine days and look at everything, why don't you distinguish between right and wrong, and insist on making him unnecessarily guilty."

"Shut up! I am a god, you are a monster, how can I have the right to comment on my choice!" Zhang Kong exerted force with his fingertips, and the chess piece in his hand broke into two pieces with a crisp sound.

Lian Yun: "Your choice is to kill the good people in the world? Is it allowed by God? Is it allowed by freedom?"

"What I have done, why do you have to come and agree!" Zhang Kong stood up suddenly, his long braids fluttering with the movement, as if realizing that he had lost his composure, he paused, glanced out the window, and when he looked at Lian Yun again, He has calmed down quite a bit, "How are you doing? Smoke-free has entered everything, just like smoke and dust flowing into clouds, never to be found again."

Lian Yun's standing body is like an ancient tree that has never fallen over thousands of years: "As long as I look for it, I can't find it. For a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, as long as he is here, life after life, no matter if it is a mortal who has been reincarnated for decades, Or I will look for the unknown bacteria in the morning."

"Extremely stupid." Chang Kong smirked, sat down again, and picked up a sunspot.

Lian Yun didn't want to entangle him with these unnutritious ones, turned around and wanted to leave, Changkong paused his hands fiddling with the chess pieces, as if he saw something, his pupils shrank: "Are you taking forbidden medicine?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Lian Yun didn't care.

All living beings, regardless of humans, monsters, monsters, as long as they are living things, have a chance to ascend. Although these chances may not be able to germinate one out of ten thousand, Lian Yun's chance is the strongest before being struck by lightning, and then gradually weakened. Ever since Wuyan died at the hands of Changkong, he has gradually grown stronger. The last time Changkong saw him, his vitality was stronger than that of ordinary creatures, showing that the way of ascension is definitely not impossible. However, at this moment, the vitality has completely disappeared. .

Changkong: "Did you not hesitate to bury the Ascension Avenue for him?"

"Ever since Wuyan came out of the thorny forest with Minyu in his hands, all bruised and bruised, I never thought about ascension." Lian Yun finally turned his head again, a star-like white shadow flashed in his dark eyes, "He is my Nine Heavens."

Changkong didn't speak for a long time, his aggressive look gradually faded with the silence, and he suddenly said, "It's nothing."

A slight trace of loneliness slid across the haughty face, Lian Yun almost thought he was wrong, but Chang Kong immediately returned to his usual arrogant look, and threw the black chess in his hand into the chess bowl half full of white pieces: " The fox is stupider than you, where can he go?"

Where can Cangbi go?

What he wants to go back to is Lianyun Pavilion, but the shell he cares about and is most proud of is gone, and he must not dare to see the boss he misses so much, so where else can he go?

Yiwang Mountain has been destroyed for thousands of years, and he can't go back. He likes to be surrounded by snow-like flowers. Maybe he will find a place where jade curtain flowers bloom everywhere. The sea of ​​mandala flowers in the south of Xiaoyaojie.

Lian Yun's bewildered heart was lit up by Chang Kong's disdainful words. He said thank you hastily to this friend who had been acquainted with each other for 2000 years. He took a step, but stopped again, and turned his head: "For the one you love, I will give up all the idiots, not just me."

With the sound of the last word still in his mouth, he strode out of the gate to defend the pavilion, and before he had fully exited the gate, he turned into a flood dragon and soared into the air. His long tail almost smashed the wooden door frame, leaving behind the dragon god who couldn't get out of the house, in a mess Into a mess.