Early in the morning, the warm morning light pours on the earth.
In the mountains, there is a tree with a crooked neck. Hanging on the tree is a man tied up with five-colored flowers. His nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and there are many footprints all over his body. At this moment, he is swaying in the wind.
That's right, it's Zhao Yun.
Last night, he was so domineering that he destroyed Huayang, slaughtered the blood eagle, and pretended to be Daxia Hongyuan, scaring away the old man in blood. The only flaw was that he was knocked into sleep by a streak of blood, and then he was hung up like this.
Already.
At this point, they are still in a coma.
Under the tree, Zi Ling stood gracefully. She had been scanning Zhao Yun up and down for most of the night, and occasionally reached out to pinch Zhao Yun's little arms and legs. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that this little martial artist could actually perform the power of Tianwu.
Other than that, it’s all about acting.
This guy named Zhao Yun never blushes or breathes when he deceives people.
She was still not sure if this guy... was Hong Yuan's disciple.
All she knew was that the person who accompanied her to the Tomb of the King of Yinyue that day was definitely Zhao Yun.
Let’s just say it! How could you be so frivolous and flirtatious when you are the best in the world? Playing with your juniors and stuffing rags into your mouth is even more disrespectful.
now.
It’s no surprise that the truth is revealed.
Because he was sure it was Zhao Yun, he became even more angry.
You little bastard, how dare you fool me, how dare you tease me.
Gua! Gua!
White Crane and Dapeng are also there.
Perhaps they were hungry, as the two birds were squatting under the tree, pecking at each other.
White Crane is okay, not very natural.
Dapeng! Your heart is big enough.
The owner was beaten like a bear, but it seemed like nothing was wrong.
The breeze blows and Zhao Yun wakes up.
I don’t know whether it was because I was injured too badly last night or because I was beaten too hard by Ziling. I am still dizzy to this day. When I regained consciousness, I realized that I was tied up by Wu Huada and hung on a tree. My whole body hurt, especially my face was burning.
of.
"woke up?"
Ziling suddenly spoke and looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.
"Senior, what a coincidence!"
Zhao Yun laughed and felt an urgent need to urinate. His laughter was uglier than crying. He struggled fiercely. However, the rope was special and he kept struggling. The harder he struggled, the harder he shook. Although Ziling was laughing, she fell down.
In his eyes, his whole body felt chilly. If he had known that he could not frighten the old man in blood clothes, he would have used another method. It would be better if his identity was discovered.
The conscience of heaven and earth.
He wasn't the one who played with Ziling, it was the Moon Goddess.
It seems that I can’t explain it clearly. Even if I explain it, Ziling has to believe it!
"Aren't you going to say something?"
Ziling's smile became more and more charming, and sparks bloomed in her watery eyes.
"Don't say anything. I'm not going to bed."
"Snapped!"
"I'm very good in bed."
"Snapped!"
"One day, I will sleep with you."
"Snapped!"
This is a bizarre conversation.
Zhao Yun spoke one sentence after another, each sentence more wild than the next.
Zi Ling! The slaps come one after another, each one louder than the last.
At this moment, not to mention Dapeng, Lian Baihe raised his head too much.
Is this little martial artist’s head caught in the door? Is he dying?
My master is really awesome.
The look in the golden-winged Dapeng's eyes is particularly admiring.
Looking at Ziling, her chest was rising and falling violently, and the blush on her face had spread to her neck. She didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry. Ksitigarbha was a dignified peak person, pure and pure. She had never heard such filthy words before. Moreover, the other party was still a child.
Wu Xiu, this is no longer teasing, this is naked insult!
No wonder I call you Love Saint, you really deserve it!
"Xiu'er, come on, say one more thing."
"After that, let's go on the road together."
Zhao Yun stopped and his orifices were bleeding from being slapped by Ziling.
Those words were not spoken by him, they were all the work of the Moon Goddess.
Xiu'er was leisurely, sitting on the moon, facing an illusory small mirror, arranging her illusory hair, and flirting with girls. She was also a professional. In order to find more wives for her apprentice, the master's kindness
Be careful!
However, I can't say any more at this moment.
Besides, her disciple will be beaten to death by Ziling.
"Tell me, why don't you tell me?"
The fire in Ziling's eyes almost burst out of her eyes.
If eyes could kill, then Zhao Yun would probably be drinking Meng Po soup at this moment.
"My face hurts."
Zhao Yun bared his teeth and fainted again.
It's also because someone was so cruel that even though he was awake, he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
Ziling's anger has not subsided.
In this way, Zhao Yun will not let him go.
Dapeng croaked, and Ma slipped back to the spirit world. He was afraid that Ziling wouldn't be able to beat him well, so he took it with him and gave it a good beating. It was better to go to the spirit world, mainly for safety.
As for Bai He, he also found a place to squat.
The owner of her family, who was known to be gentle, was still angry when he saw her like this for the first time. This shows how talented this person named Zhao Yun is.
"What a domineering spirit liquid."
Ziling whispered, holding Zhao Yun's small gourd and looking at it again and again.
The small gourd is very extraordinary, and the spiritual liquid inside it is even more extraordinary.
The injury was so severe that a sip of spiritual liquid healed it.
Thinking like this, she found a jade bottle and secretly poured a small bottle. She would go there later and study it carefully. This was the first time she saw the magic medicine after practicing Taoism for so many years.
After a long time, she looked at Zhao Yun again.
Even though she was angry, she was still very shocked by this boy.
The little true spirit can actually perform the Tianwu aura. Also, how did this guy escape from being blocked in Canglang City? For such a talent, his master, even if he is not Daxia Hongyuan, must be an extremely powerful person.
A terrible existence.
I don't know how long it took before Zhao Yun was put down.
The young master of the Zhao family finally woke up and squatted under the tree holding his head.
This posture, no matter where you look at it, looks like a reform-through-labor prisoner, honest and courteous, harmless to humans and animals. In Ziling's view, this guy named Zhao Yun has already lost his face. If he hadn't saved her, he would have slapped her.
died.
"Being beaten is also a kind of practice."
Moon God's words are always so knowledgeable.
Zhao Yun's face turned extremely dark, and an urge to scold his mother arose spontaneously.
I want to become a god.
This is his long-cherished wish.
Not for anything else, just to deal with the moon god, this bitch is too bad.
"Where is my king?"
Ziling said calmly, the king in her mouth refers to the King of Yin Yue.
Since it is Hong Yuan played by Zhao Yun, he must be the one who takes away the coffin.
"Took away by the master."
"Snapped!"
The conversation was very concise, Zhao Yun still wanted to bluff, Ziling greeted him with a slap, everything was easy to understand, he had already been seen through, he still dared to fool me, how could Daxia Hongyuan exist, there would be such an unscrupulous disciple like you.
Son?
"Leave it to the Netherworld."
Zhao Yun covered his face and his eyes were filled with stars from the beating.
Ziling said nothing and just stared at Zhao Yun.
There were rumors that the Land of the Netherworld was the junction between the underworld and the underworld. She had heard of it, but she didn't believe it because it was too vague and no one could really confirm it.
"It's really there."
Zhao Yun looked serious and was telling the truth.
"I don't believe it."
Ziling's tone was a bit colder, because she was frightened by Zhao Yun's acting skills.
She is the tombkeeper and has to be cautious when it comes to King Yinyue. If Zhao Yun destroys King Yinyue's body, how can she be worthy of her ancestors?
"Take me to the underworld."
"can not go."
"It seems that I have to make you suffer a little bit."
Ziling was quite self-conscious and took out the thing she was eating, which was her sword, and placed it on Zhao Yun's shoulder. The blade was so sharp that if it was even an inch off, his head would move.
Naturally, this was to scare Zhao Yun.
Mainly because I am worried about the corpse of King Yin Yue.
"I shouldn't have saved you."
Zhao Yun wiped away the nosebleed and felt the urge to urinate again.
"That's my mission."
Ziling's words softened a bit.
As long as the corpse of King Yin Yue is safe, anything can be said.
"No living person can go to the underworld."
"Senior insists on seeing him, junior can call him back."
"However, there are consequences at your own risk."
Zhao Yun stood up, covering his waist and grinning.
The so-called consequences are at your own risk. I am talking about the King of Yin Yue. If you disturb his peace, that guy will get angry. Even a hundred Zi Ling can't suppress that king. An ancient corpse in the Tianwu Realm can't do it alone.
, the world will be in chaos.
Ziling remained silent and took it as her default.
Zhao Yun had no choice but to stand firm, clasped his hands together, and recited a spell.
Buzz!
With a rumble, a stone coffin rose from the ground.
It was the coffin of King Yin Yue that he really summoned back from the Netherworld.
"Coffin sinking technique."
Zi Ling murmured to herself, as if this method was true.
However, what Zhao Yun uses is somewhat different from what the corpse clan members use.
Buzz!
While she was murmuring, the sarcophagus had all been lifted out.
The following section is not very harmonious. The huge coffin is shaking back and forth, and the lid of the coffin is buzzing and trembling, and it is quite likely to be flipped over. There is still mist in the gap between the lid and the coffin.
Spreading, a powerful force of Tianwu suddenly appeared. Not to mention Zhao Yun, Ziling was knocked back one step. It was undoubtedly the King of Yin Yue, and the pressure was overwhelming.
Being so agitated means that King Yinyue is obviously angry.
What the hell are you doing? It’s so rare for me to have peace. Why are you treating me like a psychic beast?
Zi Ling's expression changed. It was obvious that the king of her family was furious. His peace had been disturbed and his dignity had been offended. He wanted to break out of the coffin and start a killing spree.
Therefore, Zhao Yun did not lie to her.
The legendary land of the underworld really exists.
This is not important. What is important is that King Yin Yue is ready to transform into a corpse. If the ancient corpses at the Tianwu level are to be killed, it will cause chaos in the world! Without the Tianwu realm, no one in this world can suppress Yin Yue.
The corpse of the king.
Regret it.
She regretted it.
I regret that I didn’t believe Zhao Yun, and I regret that I didn’t listen to Zhao Yun’s advice.
"&@#￥%*@%#."
At the critical moment, Zhao Yun suddenly spoke.
His words were a long string of jabbering, not the language of a living person.
It’s the corpse language.
It's not Zhao Yun who's talking, it's still the work of the Moon God.
King Yin Yue's coffin stopped shaking. It was King Yin Yue who should give the Moon God face, otherwise Zhao Yun, with his true spiritual realm, would not be able to suppress him.
Buzz!
There was another buzz.
The sarcophagus sank inch by inch, and three or five of them disappeared in an instant.
call!
Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.
Look! It’s the Moon God who supports the scene, and he’s just a little shrimp.
"I was...reckless."
Ziling laughed at herself and expressed her apology to Zhao Yun.
Compared to Zhao Yun, who is the peak of Ksitigarbha, she is really ignorant.
"It's not a big deal."
"By the way, why don't you go to bed?"
The flowers are blooming and the moon is full, and it is a wonderful night. Because of this sentence... the style of the painting has changed.
Snapped!
The crisp applause resounded through the deep night.
Now, the whole world is quiet.
Ziling's chest rose and fell violently, and when she looked at someone, there were still sparks in her eyes. She had just changed her image of you, and the next moment she was playing gangster with her aunt. I really don't know how you survived until now when you usually travel around the world.