Chapter 213 The heartbroken Yao Ji and the poor Taoist King Chongyang are not worth mentioning

Wei Shuyu paid for the tea, left the teahouse, shrunk down to an inch, took one step forward, and walked thousands of miles away in the small town.

The sky was dark and it was raining lightly.

In the entrance hall of the ancient building, a woman in a white dress holds a fairy sword and is fighting with a man in black armor.

The female fairy holds a long sword, her figure is elegant, her sword skills are flexible, her whole body is full of magic power, and she has the peak level of Xuanxian, she crushes and beats the man with a sinister face.

The man retreated steadily, retreating again and again, and was forced to the corner of the entrance hall by the female fairy.

The man suddenly stretched out his palm and took the sword with his bare hands.

The female fairy didn't notice anything unusual and stabbed the fairy sword in the middle.

A lewd smile appeared on the man's face, his eyes flashed with dirty light, and his palm rotated in mid-air, suddenly turning into a black dragon's claw.

boom!

With a crisp sound, the black dragon's claws were harder than the fairy sword, and the fairy sword was repulsed.

"Black Dragon Heart-Breaking Claw!" The sinister man jumped up and dodged behind the female fairy. He stretched out his black arms and a black energy invaded out, directly attacking the female fairy's heart.

The female fairy's expression suddenly changed, and her figure stagnated in mid-air, unable to move.

In the distance, under the eaves, Wei Shuyu sat quietly, listening to the patter of rain, watching the fighting on the city gate, and shook his head with a chuckle, "The fourth level princess of the Desire World, Yao Ji, still has too little experience in fighting the enemy.

Now, the three divine dragons show the enemy that they are weak, so they are waiting for this attack."

"The defeat is certain."

"Broken heart!" The black dragon claws of the three divine dragons rotated in a circle, and there was a crisp sound in the void. Yao Ji's figure suddenly stumbled forward, her peak Xuanxian realm magic power dropped sharply, and her aura was disordered.

"Hahahaha!" The three divine dragons let out a lewd laugh, swaggering towards Yao Ji, licking their lips greedily, their eyes full of filth.

"I don't know what it's like to be the princess of heaven." The three-headed divine dragon stretched out his hand and grabbed Yao Ji's chest, and tried to untie the ribbon on Yao Ji's dress with the other hand.

Yao Ji's heart was scratched by the three divine dragons. Her magic power plummeted and she was temporarily unable to resist. She closed her eyes unwillingly.

The laughter of the three divine dragons became more and more lewd, "The more painful you are, the more excited I am. Come on, beauty."

When the three divine dragons approached Yao Ji, Yao Ji's eyebrows slowly glowed, and several rays of white light shot out.

ah!

The three divine dragons were hit by several rays of white light, flew out, and fell hard to the ground. They were clutching their chests, their expressions were extremely painful, and their eyes were full of fear, "Heavenly Eyes!"

"Yao Ji, just wait for me!" The three divine dragons swayed and turned into a black dragon, flying up into the clouds and escaping.

Yao Ji used her Heavenly Eye to severely injure three divine dragons. At this moment, she could no longer hold on and her body was crumbling.

At this moment, a poor scholar slowly walked out from the other side of the city gate. He was wearing gray cloth, carrying a box and cage behind him, leading a donkey in his hand, holding an umbrella, and walked towards Yao Ji.

When Wei Shuyu saw this scene, he couldn't help but want to laugh, "Yang Tianyou came just in time. The question is, how did he pull up his donkey?"

Wei Shuyu's purple eyes were staring at the scholar Yang Tianyou.

Is Yang Tianyou a human? There is no doubt that he is.

Even if an ordinary quasi-sage came here, he wouldn't be able to see through Yang Tianyou's true identity.

Yang Tianyou was surrounded by aura of human nature, which was stronger than that of ordinary people. However, underneath his popularity, there was a faint layer of Brahma light.

This is unique to Western Buddha!

No, it has not yet reached the time of Conferring Gods and Measuring Tribulation, and Buddhism has not yet been established.

Yang Tianyou is a disciple of the Western Cult!

"Haha, Jie Yin, Zhunti is still this pissed off and is still thinking about heaven." Wei Shuyu chuckled lightly.

Following the lead, Zhunti sent Yang Tianyou with the intention of contacting Heaven through Yao Ji, with the purpose of stealing Heaven's luck.

Sure enough, no matter which life they lived, Jingyin and Zhunti were absolute 'model workers', doing everything they could for the great prosperity of the West.

On the city gate entrance.

Yang Tianyou had already walked to Yao Ji's side and said in a panic: "Girl, girl, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Ji's exquisite appearance was very pale, without a trace of blood. She glanced at Yang Tianyou and said feebly: "It's none of your business, leave quickly."

"No, absolutely not. The girl is in danger now, how can the young man abandon the girl?" Yang Tianyou shook his head vigorously, taking advantage of the situation and stepped forward to help Yao Ji.

Yao Ji, the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court, was extremely cold-tempered towards strangers and would not let a strange man touch her. She repeled Yang Tianyou with a wave of her sleeves.

Yang Tianyou staggered back a few steps, his face became more sincere, "Girl, girl, I just want to save you and help you."

Yang Tianyou did not give up and continued to step forward and help Yao Ji by force.

Yao Ji's heart was scratched, and she had just used the power of the Sky Eye again. She was already at the end of her strength, and the only thing that had sustained her until now was her will.

Yao Ji really couldn't hold on any longer and had no more energy left to fight off Yang Tianyou.

Yang Tianyou suppressed the excitement in his heart. He was about to touch the goddess Yao Ji. In the future, he would also go on the Yin and Yang Road, get married and have children. The teacher really gave him a good job.

Among the ancient monks, who does not covet the beauty of the goddess Yao Ji? Yao Ji has a cold temperament, and none of the countless monks in the world can catch the eye of the goddess...

Just when Yang Tianyou was about to touch Yao Ji.

In the distance, under the eaves, the Yin Yang Sword in Wei Shuyu's hand shimmered with light and turned into a black and white jade flute.

Put the Yin Yang Jade Flute to your mouth, gently breathe, and the melodious sound of the flute can be heard from heaven to earth.

The light rain was pattering, and the flute played beautifully, playing a wonderful chapter.

The sound of the flute reached the city gate, and Yao Ji's pale complexion regained a ray of color. Her broken heart no longer hurt, and her heart returned to calm. The chaotic magic power became peaceful.

On the other hand, Yang Tianyou covered his ears in pain, with a grimace of pain on his face.

Without him, the sound of Wei Shuyu's flute conflicts with the Western Sanskrit music. To the world, it is a beautiful chapter, but to Western disciples who are accustomed to hearing Sanskrit music, it is a huge noise and pain.

The sound of the flute was melodious and beautiful, passing through layers of rain curtains and echoing throughout the heaven and earth.

Yao Ji's broken heart was trying to reunite, and Yang Tianyou was in unbearable pain and was scratching like crazy.

Finally, Yang Tianyou couldn't stand the sound of the flute, so he threw away the umbrella in his hand, threw away the box and cage behind him, tore off the scholar's cloth, and ran out of the city gate entrance. A ray of Brahma light flashed through, and Yang Tianyou showed his true body and fled.

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The little donkey didn't care anymore.

Ah-uh-ah-uh!

The little donkey barked in panic, looking for its owner.

Unable to find its owner, the donkey hit a pillar and died.

The donkey was indeed an ordinary donkey, but it had been transformed and was bound to Yang Tianyou to a certain extent. Yang Tianyou ran away and the donkey died.

Yao Ji listened to the sound of the flute and regained consciousness. When she saw the scholar just turned into a ray of light and ran away, she couldn't help but feel shocked and horrified in her heart, "He...he...isn't human?"

Yao Ji did have the idea of ​​'borrowing a heart' just now. She borrowed half of the scholar's heart to sustain her life, captured the three divine dragons, returned the heart after returning to heaven, and begged the Jade Emperor to reward the scholar.

Yao Ji could not figure out that the scholar was not human.

Borrowing the hearts of ordinary people is completely different from borrowing the hearts of monks. Borrowing the hearts of ordinary people, Yao Ji is sure to block people's mortal thoughts... But if it is a monk... Yao Ji is not sure that it will not be affected by it.

The melodious sound of the flute made Yao Ji feel that her injuries had recovered a little, and she immediately realized that someone powerful was coming to save her.

Yao Ji held on to her body and bowed to the void, "Thank you, senior, for your help."

"If you dare to ask the senior's name, Yao Ji will definitely give you a thank you after she returns to heaven."

Yao Ji's voice echoed in the deserted city gate, but there was no response.

When Yao Ji saw that the powerful man did not respond, she shook her head and said, "There are many powerful men in this world with weird personalities and bad tempers. After returning to heaven to recover from the injury, I can thank my seniors."

Yao Ji put away her long sword, turned into a ray of soft white light, and flew towards the heaven.

As soon as she reached mid-air, Yao Ji felt dizzy in her consciousness.

A white light, like a broken kite, fell vertically from the sky.

Under the eaves, Wei Shuyu finished playing a song and shook his head helplessly, "This Yao Ji is so reckless. Her heart is broken. She is about to belch, yet she dares to use her magic power."

A wisp of purple light streaked across the sky and caught Yao Ji who was falling vertically.

The posture... is probably that of a princess. There is a faint fragrance coming into the nose, and the hands have a warm texture.

"Hmm...the waist and abdomen are smooth, not too fat nor too thin, and the figure is top-notch...the appearance is top-notch...the temperament is different from Wu Meiniang, Zhou Lin, and Hou Tu, a bit cold."

Wu Meiniang, a word for "mei".

Although Zhou Lin is the Queen of Xiliang, she is a love-minded person who depends on the country for her wealth.

Homely, gentle, understanding, considerate, always sensible, the sister-next-door type.

Yao Ji, the goddess who controls the world of desire, is pure and celibate, is a cold and cold goddess, well... completely different.

Of course, Wei Shuyu is a gentleman, open and honest, how can he have thoughts about a little goddess?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

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To be continued...