[Lotus Lantern] Free Sky

She wanted to be happy, but she didn't dare to be happy.I'm afraid that when she is happy, someone will pour a basin of cold water on her head, making happiness turn into deeper disappointment and unwillingness.What kind of psychology is this?What kind of "tempering" can create such a deformed growth?So poisonous and vicious...

Hong Yun still smiled faintly, obviously asking for the other party's opinion, but it was in a statement tone.

Xiao Xin'er raised her little hand, tried and tried to stick to Hongyun's face, after several hesitation and struggles, she finally raised it up.But it was like a light touch on the face, and there was not even a sound.The little girl was not reconciled, the "pa" was not a very crisp sound, the little hand didn't dare to use much force, but tentatively, it really hit Hongyun's fair face with clear eyebrows and no blemishes, at least this time there was a sound up.What I got was that the young master's broken hair hanging on the side of his face was slightly swayed a few times, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became wider.With a doting smile, the eyebrows were slightly raised impatiently in the bright.But it still seems so faint.

Xin'er suddenly had some regrets, and felt that the slap was not very hard at all, which is a pity.But, she didn't dare to slap again, and she was too embarrassed.

Although Yin Lingzi who was standing beside him was dumbfounded, he just lowered his head, noncommittal.Because he felt the gentleness, casualness, and tranquility brought out by Hongyun's indifferent temperament.That was something that didn't exist in Hong Yun who was indifferent before.Or something that disappears.Because, when he was still a firefly, he also felt Hongyun's tranquility and gentleness, but since this encounter in the mortal world, his master has always exuded indifference from the bottom of his bones.Now it seems that a wonderful change has taken place in the master.Meier was also stunned, broke into a cold sweat for Yang Xiner, and said in her heart: The little master is really courageous, but——, it's okay.This mysterious and unpredictable son actually tolerated her so much.Judging by the words and deeds of this young master, could it be that he really has some special relationship with the little master?The similarity in appearance between the two made Meier make a bold guess about the blood relationship—brother and sister?Or father and daughter?

The majestic ancestor of dreams, the lord of the ancient gods, Hong Yun was happy to be slapped by a little girl, because after this slap, the little girl would rely on him and trust him.

Hong Yun didn't know the reason, it was difficult for him to capture the positive emotions of the little girl, but he could sense the negative emotions immediately.Therefore, he felt Yang Xiner's insecure heart and the loneliness of being homeless. If she had the courage to beat her, he could tell the little girl—"Brother Hongyun is safe and can be relied on." ", then he can do it.

Hongyun ignored Meier who was startled and worried and Yin Lingzi who lowered her head and pretended to be transparent, Qinglang said in a gentle voice: "Meier, since you call Xiner your little master, you would like to stay with her for a few days. She ——" Hong Yun hesitated for a moment, "I don't like talking very much."

"If the young master doesn't drive me away, what's the point of Mei Er staying with the little master? But can the tree trunk also be moved into the garden?"

"Nothing is impossible!"

Since then, Xinyun Huanfu has added another beautiful scene, named Meiyuan.

At this moment, Yin Lingzi shuddered and looked at Hongyun, which meant that there was a visitor!Hong Yun said calmly, "Miss Mei, it's getting late, you should take Xin'er back to the room to rest."

"it is good."

"Brother Hongyun, don't you want to accompany Xin'er tonight? Xin'er still wants to listen to your story about Uncle Pangu's battle with the gods in the desert, and you haven't finished yet!" Xin'er complained with her mouth pouted.

"Xin'er, men and women are different, you were very resistant to me staying in your room at the beginning!" Hong Yun smiled lightly.

"Is there? Is there? Xin'er is still young and doesn't understand the rules of adults!" Xiao Xin'er said, turning her small face to the side, feeling a little angry.

"Xin'er, brother Hongyun is really tired tonight. Let's tell the story tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay then." Yang Xin'er replied impatiently, "However, you have to say what you say!" Then, pulled by Meier, she walked back to her room step by step.

As the door closed, Hong Yun set up several concealment barriers around Xin'er's bedroom.Unless that person has higher mana than him, or has sky eyes like Yang Jian, he can't see the situation in the room at all.

After setting up the formation, Hong Yun and Yin Lingzi disappeared into the courtyard at the same time, and almost at the same time, they appeared at the gate again.

"Uncle Yun! Long time no see!"

In the boundless dark night, a figure drifted in, with blue-black eyebrows raised, and the golden-red eyeliner on the eyelids outlined the evil eyes, and the gorgeous cherry mouth whispered softly, and the slow tone was like a person who just woke up , with her slender hands wrapped in a jet-black tight-fitting black gauze dress, her figure was graceful, swaying with the wind, and she walked slowly towards this side.Whether viewed from a distance or up close, it seems as if they are about to merge with the night and the wind.The person who came was Hei Luosha, the princess of the Demon Race.

Hong Yun's face was expressionless, and his tone was still indifferent as usual, "I don't know why Princess Black Raksha came here?"

"Uncle Yun's words are outrageous. Master Ling Hongjun has taken care of his niece. If you have any difficulties, you can come to Uncle Yun for help."

"Let me tell you."

"Here?" Black Rakshasa glanced around, "Isn't this bad?"

"A barrier has been set up here."

"Okay then." Princess Luocha reluctantly said, "In the past few days, several great monarchs in my family came to conquer the Three Realms, but they were all murdered by Yang Jian's conspiracy. My niece, as a member of the demon clan, how can I Sit back and watch, but I am afraid that my strength is low and it will be difficult to accomplish anything, so I ask Uncle Yun for help."

"How do you want me to help you?"

"Kill Yang Jian!"

"His current strength is not inferior to Sanqing, and I am not his opponent."

Princess Black Raksha raised her sleeves to cover her lips, she laughed softly, her pair of silky eyes were seductive, showing a little bit of greed, she helped her long hair that was blown by the wind by the side of her arm, and at the same time, there was a bloodthirsty look in her eyes. Guang Guang said ruthlessly: "As long as Uncle Yun activates the phantom power of this world with the magic of fantasy, let Yang Jian go crazy and die from exhaustion of spiritual power—"

"Crazy?"

"My niece has already gathered the beloved generals of the Charming Demon Lord, the Ecstasy Demon Emperor, the Bone Eater Demon Emperor, the Yu Emperor, and the disciple of the Nine Evil Demon Lord, Huan. I believe that these four demon emperors will cooperate together, and there will be a cloud. Using Uncle's Dream Dafa as a cover, it must be like a tiger with wings added, forcing that Yang Jian to be unable to move an inch."

Sure enough, they were all indiscriminate means, and Hong Yun didn't bother to use them as weapons. "It's hard for me to break through the enchantment array he set up. I'm afraid that when the time comes, what will the phantom power be like?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Yun. Yang Jian has already descended from that hill and is on his way to the south of the Yangtze River. At this time, You Xing is in a good mood."

"Forget it. You go and arrange it first, and I will come later."

"Well, niece, I will lead all the generals to greet Uncle Yun! Farewell." As he said, his figure gradually moved away and disappeared into the darkness.

"Master, do you really want to help her?" Yin Lingzi was puzzled why the dignified ancient god was threatened by a little witch.What's so great about Patriarch Hongjun?Although his master is his disciple by name, but in terms of this status, he is an ancestor-level figure.The master's magic power is a unique ability in the world, if it really reaches the stage of hostility, ancestor Hongjun may not be able to win his master.You know, apart from the human heart, phantom power is the most difficult power in this world to control.

On the way to the south of the Yangtze River, the air is full of the fragrance of early spring soil. In February, the air is slightly moist, old willows are sprouting new green, and peach blossoms are blooming everywhere.The haze is falling all over the ground, and the residual snow moistens the new mud.In a small town, in a secluded house called "Liuzhuang", amidst fresh greenery,

"The jasper is as tall as a tree,

Thousands of green silk ribbons hang down.

I don’t know who cut out the fine leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "

A 40-year-old middle-aged man with a moustache, dressed in a refined scholarly attire, twirling his beard and smiling slightly, chanting endlessly to a century-old willow tree that has just sprouted buds.

"Okay, don't read it, it's sour, what's the good?"

"Demeanor, demeanor! Politeness, politeness! Be polite, you can't do this, put it down quickly." The man walked by the wicker chair, leaned over and knocked another young man who looked less than 30 years old hanging on his legs. The feet on the wisteria table are down.

"What are you afraid of, the headmaster hasn't arrived yet!"

At the market in the small town, Yang Jian walked all the way, and the small vendors on both sides of the road were not surprised when they saw this handsome young man.Rather, - look at the monster.

For the first time in history, Yang Jian met the strange eyes of passers-by. The small vendors on both sides of the road watched Yang Jian pass by and laughed dumbly. Seeing this, Yang Jian shook his head and sighed slightly.Speechless looking at the sky, the sky is full of birds.

Eagles, cranes, and Pengs flew overhead from time to time, occasionally dropping a feather or two.Impatiently, Yang Jian took off a piece of fluff that had just stuck to it from his forehead hair. — velvet?Yang Jian looked at it, and the sigh became longer.

Is this the headmaster going on a trip, or an animal gathering?

Before going down the mountain, the disciples of the Jiejiao had to follow. When Yang Jian thought that when he was working in the heavenly court, these dolls of the Jiejiao worked with him. When they got drunk, they would go crazy and fly all over his head, so he refused.Let yourself appear in the public covered in chicken, duck, and bird feathers, and Yang Jian will not do it if you beat him to death. Thinking about that scene, the cold-blooded, ruthless, and decisive image he worked so hard to maintain can still be preserved ?Can I still keep my famous name?No one is afraid of me, what should I do?

However, the sad reminder is that at the moment, letting Jiejiao these birds and beasts go on the road with the headmaster is Houyi's third punishment for Yang Jian.

three?

Of course, there are three types: one is to dress up as a girl and cook in person, and the other is to eat meat. Of course, the second punishment ended in failure. Hou Yi hurried to catch up and finally succeeded in implementing the third punishment.Since then, our Master Headmaster has lived in dire straits.These interceptors are temperamental people, and what they do is completely out of instinct. This kind of people is the most difficult to discuss anything, and they accept death.Although each of them has cultivated for more than a thousand years, in the final analysis, they are not animal characters.The worst part was that everyone was like a cockfighter. Along the way, Yang Jian was often forced to lose his temper.This bird can also make them return to their original form and fly in the sky, but this beast is not. They can't be surrounded by a group of wolves, tigers and leopards everywhere they go, so should they hang around in the mortal world? (Go back to the mountains as soon as possible.) Therefore, the beasts kept their human forms and walked with them.But along the way, it is really not peaceful.At the beginning, Yang Jian felt that riding in a car was pretentious, so he walked with these uncles.Once, the two masters and uncles walking on both sides of Yang Jian quarreled, and when they quarreled, they started to fight. The two pairs of fists and feet came and went in front of and behind Yang Jian's body. Several times, they brushed Yang Jian's clothes and hair and flew past.Yang Jian has always paid attention to his appearance. There is a saying, "Blood can bleed, the head can be broken, and the hairstyle can't be messed up." Along the way, Yang Jian who has been adjusted to "the belt is getting wider and I will never regret it, and I will make people haggard for Yixiao" , under the situation that he couldn't bear it anymore, and there was no need to bear it anymore--finally broke out!

Since they watched it in person, they couldn't be shocked.Then lie down!

Early this morning, when Yang Jian and his party entered the city, the first thing the people saw was not people, but a team of birds lined up in the sky, slowly approaching this small town.It was so dark that the soldiers defending the city were so frightened that they hurriedly notified the county magistrate.At the same time, close the city gate.When Nezha saw it, he suddenly became angry, flew up to the tower, grabbed a soldier, and asked, "Is it possible to bully people in this city?" His flying skills are enough to scare mortals.The soldier had no choice but to tell the inside story.It turned out that a black wind suddenly blew up near the county town half a year ago. After the black wind passed, one-third of the city's population disappeared. Later, cases of missing people occurred one after another.According to the estimation of the wandering Taoist priest, there must be a demon spirit on the mountain in the south of the city.As more and more people disappeared, the court was furious, so the magistrate at the time sent imperial envoys to solve the missing persons case within one month.However, the imperial envoy disappeared for no reason during the investigation.The same is true for the imperial court sending imperial envoys again.It was not until the arrival of the young county magistrate that this strange thing ended.Legend has it that the county magistrate was once a Jianghu qin master. He not only played the qin well, but also had outstanding martial arts skills.Hearing that there are monsters here, he volunteered and traveled a long distance to this small county to become a temporary magistrate.At this time, only one sound was heard,

"The county magistrate is here!"

Nezha still held on to the soldier's collar, but turned his face towards the city.

I saw a young man in his twenties, wearing an official robe, with a black gauze on his head, his face was like a crown jade, and his breath was like a flying rainbow.He was riding a tall horse, holding the rein tightly with one hand, urging the horse with the other hand, and galloped towards the city gate.Behind him, hundreds of strong soldiers lined up in four groups followed closely behind, striding towards this side, although the number was not many, the momentum was like a thousand troops.The team passed by, rolling up bursts of smoke and dust.

With that shout, the soldiers on the city calmed down one after another, and regained their previous seriousness and indifference.The county magistrate stepped up the tower step by step, walked towards Nezha unhurriedly, "Let him go!"

Nezha was stunned, because the county magistrate looked so much like a person!

Seeing that Nezha didn't let go, the young county magistrate's face was tinged with anger, "I don't want to say it a second time." The voice was very calm, as if there was no emotion at all.So much alike, Nezha thought, letting go of the soldier.The young county magistrate no longer looked at Nezha, turned around and walked to the entrance of the gate tower. With a wave of his right arm, he ordered lightly, "Open the city gate."

"Open-city-gate!" The attendants around him shouted down.

Following the wave of the team leader in front of the city gate, the heavy city gate slowly opened against the first ray of sunlight in the morning.

At this time, outside the city, Yang Jian had already walked not far from this small county town. He raised his head and looked up at the city tower, narrowing his eyes slightly. At the same time, a figure flashed in his mind and said softly,

"He is!" These two words, there are surprises and joys, the surprise is met here, and the joy is that he seems to have recovered!

At this time on the tower, the young county magistrate with mortal eyes suddenly felt a throbbing in the mausoleum, put his hand on his forehead, and lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but in the end he just slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were still confused, and murmured ,

"he is?--"