He and It

A drop of scalding hot water flew out of the jade fou and splashed on the back of his hand.

Yan Huan stared at the drop of water. Under his gaze, the clear water drop instantly glowed with colorful oily oil. The densely packed eyeballs rolled like needlepoints, like countless bulging and shattering bubbles, turning this round and small Water boils into sarcoma that changes without any reason.

The vision was fleeting. In just one breath, the terrifying proliferation of flesh and blood, the clustered eyes, the waving nerves... completely disappeared in the diffuse heat. Thousands of sails passed by, and the water drops were still water drops, clear and small. , trembling pitifully back and forth on the back of his hand, then sliding down the skin and dripping to pieces on the floor.

Yan Huan suddenly felt relieved.

No matter what, he is still alive after all, and I can still see him at any time, sleep at his feet, smell his breath, breathe the air he breathed... Yan Huan thought, what else can't I be satisfied with? ? This is better than before, better than ever!

After he figured it out, he happily stood by the medicine fou again. His impatience and depression disappeared instantly like a spray of water spraying into the fierce hell.

Nearly three months later, to be precise, eighty-one days later, Yan Huan set off again to the World Sea in the void.

Because the sun is coming towards Yutani again, he must continue to complete his unfinished work and restore the sun to its original appearance.

This was not something that could be accomplished overnight. Although his injuries were not fully healed and the dragon's horns were still broken, who else could do this except him? Moreover, seeing Liu Fuguang's body getting better day by day - even though this did not do him any good, Yan Huan still felt a strong and joyful sweetness, which made him want to transform into his true body. , then roll and wag its tail vigorously.

So, following the method he used last time, he prepared a batch of pre-cooked medicine, then found Queen Xi, gave her some instructions, and then revealed his true form as a dragon and left the realm of Tanggu.

As soon as Yan Huan left, Liu Fuguang quickly got up from the bed and whispered to Queen Xi: "Queen Mother, please help me find someone and invite him to come to my place for a while."

Xiji raised her head. She was surprised. This was the first time in such a long time that Liu Fuguang had shown the intention to communicate with the outside world. She asked, "Zhuo Lang, who do you want to call?"

"Zhouyi," Liu Fuguang said, "I want to find the true immortal Zhouyi."

After receiving the message from Zhishan, Zhou Yi was surprised, but also had a vague premonition in his heart.

He was a well-informed immortal, so he naturally heard about what the Dragon God had done for him after Liu Fuguang and Yan Huan reunited.

After releasing Dongnuma and giving up Yugu, now even Xuanri has rekindled the heliocentric true fire... Things seem to be really going for the better, and he is also very careful not to touch the thunder pool to avoid divination When it comes to the most good and the most evil things, not only him, but also the three thousand worlds have learned enough lessons from the immortals of the past generations.

However, after all, Zhou Yi is also the true immortal who has the closest connection with the way of heaven. He knows that there are some things that human power cannot avoid.

When he arrived at the border of Dongnuma, set up a cloud light, and passed through the heavily guarded royal city of Dongnum without any hindrance, even if he was not there, the lingering dragon's breath had forced him to walk under the clouds. The further inside and closer to Liu Fuguang's palace, the evil dragon god's aura became thicker and thicker like a majestic mountain in reality. It was filled with warnings of rejection and lust, making the immortal walk with difficulty.

Fortunately, there were Chengzong and Xiji who greeted him all the way. Under such circumstances, the true immortal was in a terrible state, but the mortal monks could move freely. The two of them were shocked and quickly helped hold Zhou Yi up. They sprayed Yan Huan with blood all over his head. The left sentence was "cut into pieces with a thousand knives" and the right sentence was "pickled to death", which made Zhou Yi sweat on his head. I didn't dare to help with my mouth, I just laughed secretly in my heart.

It was not until Liu Fuguang's palace that the immortal felt the warm and fresh air surrounding the sky, like a soft, clean and indestructible ocean wave, resolutely resisting the Dragon God's domineering atmosphere. At this time, Zhou Yifang relaxed with relief. .

"Thank you, thank you very much."

He bowed his hands in salute, walked into the hall, and passed through the heavily veiled gauze curtains. In this extremely quiet and elegant residence, Zhou Yi was the first to smell a thick smell of blood, mixed with many medicinal smells, mixed into a Extremely pungent smell.

"Hey!" The immortal was surprised when he saw Liu Fuguang, "We have been separated for several months, and now the immortal is completely different!"

This is indeed true. Zhou Yi still remembers Liu Fuguang who had just woken up. At that time, he was pale and withered, as brittle and thin as a brown leaf shrinking in autumn, as if a little heavier external force could crush his body completely; at this moment, he His complexion is still not rosy, but his skin has gained a bit of the brilliance of a living person. His previously thin cheeks have actually gained some flesh. The reunion of his family nourishes his heart, which is about to die. His eyes are calm and comfortable. It was heartbreaking to see him again.

At this time, smelling the smell of blood all over the palace, Zhou Yi suddenly realized.

——Dragon blood.

"It's a matter of living with the Qi and nourishing the body," Liu Fuguang smiled at him. The heat in his smile was like the spring breeze blowing on his face, making Zhou Yi feel warm. "Immortal, please sit down quickly."

After Zhou Yi sat down, the two exchanged a few words. After he informed Liu Fuguang about the current situation of Jiuchong Palace, Liangyi Cave, and the four young monks, he went straight to the topic and asked: "I don't know if the immortal king asked someone to find me. What happened?"

Liu Fuguang gradually lost his smile, pondered for a moment, and said sincerely: "I would like to ask you to do a divination for me."

"What's the divination about?" Zhou Yi asked.

Liu Fuguang said: "This matter is related... to Yan Huan."

Zhou Yi leaned back instantly and said hastily: "Immortal Lord, are you joking?"

"It's just related to him, I don't mean that you just count him," Liu Fuguang explained immediately, "Something happened recently. I've been thinking about it, but I can't bear to mind it. I just ask you to come over and help me calculate the general direction."

Zhou Yi shook his head: "That's what I said, but forgive me for being quick to speak. Divination is a method of asking the sky. The matter between you and him is the first-class taboo that cannot be calculated. If you want to calculate other things, how can I do it?" Already..."

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