Fang Zheng woke up, subconsciously went to draw his sword, and then heard his beloved disciple's voice.
"Master, you're awake." Luoyang said.
Fang Zheng suddenly got up from the ground and looked around. He didn't see the fairy in red clothes or the fairy ship. Only then did his tense nerves relax.
"Hanwu, how did we escape?"
A strange expression appeared on Luoyang's face: "That..."
The situation is a bit complicated and hard to describe.
The truth is that he sang the original Song of Chaos, and then Jiang Hanshuang got pregnant, and he even shivered while singing and casting spells. The golden butterfly returned to the back of his hand, which represented the power of the Song of Chaos.
disappear, everything will return to normal, but Jiang Hanshuang's belly not only did not return to its original state, but the fetus moved inexplicably...
It was just such a thing, but how should he tell the rectangular-faced master?
Fang Zheng stared into Luoyang's eyes: "Han Wu, do you have anything to hide?"
Luoyang smiled: "What do I have to hide?"
Fang Zheng asked tentatively: "Did you sacrifice your appearance and get fucked by those dozen boys from the Xuannv Sect, and then Jiang Hanshuang let us go?"
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"Then you should tell me." Fang Zheng was a little anxious.
Luoyang said: "Master, you still remember that you passed out after being drunk, right?"
"Remember, yes, why is there alcohol in that place?"
"I did it. I know a spell called Song of Chaos, which can create chaos. Master, after you passed out, I killed three fairies in red and cut a bloody path. It wasn't that easy at first, but at that time Jiang Hanshuang suddenly
My stomach hurt, so I took the opportunity to escape with my master." Apart from the fact that Jiang Hanshuang's belly was enlarged by casting a spell, it was hard to tell. What Luoyang said was all the truth.
"Why does Jiang Hanshuang have a stomachache?" Fang Zheng was very curious about this.
Luoyang shrugged: "How do I know? Maybe I ate something that ruined my stomach."
"So, we master and disciple are really blessed by God." Fang Zheng smiled, "If you survive this disaster, you will be lucky in the future. Our Han Wuzong will definitely rise!"
Luoyang was a little suspicious that the master with the rectangular face was engaged in publicity work in his previous life, or was a cadre who was good at telling slogans and painting cakes. He changed the subject: "Master, where are Yanhu and Senior Sister now?"
"They are at their hiding spot, let's go there now," Fang Zheng said.
Luoyang originally wanted to use Feishu to contact Yanhu and ask her to find a location, but after the rectangular-faced master said this, it was no longer necessary.
Two fairy swords crossed the mountains and ridges, Fang was in front and Luoyang was behind.
The hiding place is not far from Han Wuzong, in a hidden cave.
Entering the cave, Luoyang saw his hearse, Yanhu and Fangyuan.
"Brother!" Yanhu plunged into Luoyang's arms.
Fangyuan also held Dad's hand and learned about the incident...
Night falls.
A bonfire was lit in the cave, and four people ate dry food around the bonfire.
"Dad, what should we do now?" Fang Yuan broke the silence.
Fang Zheng frowned and did not answer. His plan was to bring Luoyang back, and then the master and apprentice would work together to develop the Han Wen Sect. First, make some money, and then recruit some disciples. They would come step by step. But as soon as he came back, the Xuannvs came to kill him.
, his plan was disrupted. In this situation, if he showed up, he might be killed, so what could he do?
Luoyang patted the crumbs on his hand and said: "I killed three people from the Xuannv sect, and one of them was named
Yin Yinghong has a relatively high status in the Xuannv Sect. The Xuannv Sect will probably not let this matter go. In addition, there are Xiao Jingxuan and the Holy Book Sect behind him, Fairy Yin Yue and the Immortal Society behind him. These two aspects are probably also involved.
They will come to your door, so Han Wuzong cannot go back."
Fangyuan sighed softly, with a sad look on his face.
Just the little senior sister’s duck-oval face and delicate temperament, she is so strong
I felt pity for Lin Daiyu who had just returned from the funeral.
Luoyang comforted him: "Sister, don't worry, the road is made by people, we will definitely find a way."
Fangyuan still looked sad: "What can you do?"
Luoyang turned his eyes and looked at Fang Zheng: "Master, can the sky bar you mentioned really pry open the passage to the lower world?"
Fang Zheng was a little unhappy: "Han Wu, what I told you was from the bottom of my heart. I didn't lie to you. Why do you always ask me if you can pry open the passage?"
The rectangular-faced master suddenly remembered something and became even more unhappy: "Han Wu, do you want to get the Heavenly Bar and escape to the middle world?"
Luoyang was silent.
Fangyuan was also a little anxious: "Junior brother, you can come up from the Middle Earth and the human world, and those big sects can come down from the fairy world to hunt you down. It's not safe for you to escape????????????????
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Yanhu added firewood to the bonfire. It wasn't that she didn't care where Luoyang went, but she was too lazy to worry about it. Anyway, she would go wherever Luoyang went and do whatever Luoyang did.
Luoyang muttered: "Master, senior sister, I want to tell you a secret. After you hear it, you must tell everyone."
Fang Zheng and Fangyuan couldn't help but look at each other.
Fang Zheng said: "Just tell me, no matter what the secret is, your senior sister and I will not tell anyone."
Fangyuan stared straight into Luoyang's eyes, wanting to see his junior brother's secrets through those two windows.
"I do want to return to the world of Middle-earth, but instead of hiding, I want to ask for help." Luoyang said.
"Are there any powerful immortals in the Middle-earth world?" Fangyuan asked curiously.
Luoyang smiled calmly: "It's not an immortal, it's a dragon."
"Ah?" Fang Yuan lost her voice in surprise.
Fang Zheng also had a look of shock on his face: "Han Wu, how can there be dragons in the human world in China?"
Luoyang said: "Not only are there, but there are four dragons..."
He briefly talked about Yunya and her three brothers.
The shock in the hearts of father and daughter Fang Zheng and Fangyuan is beyond words.
"The thing is like this. I have the Snake Bag in my hand. If I can erase the seal of the Heavenly Prison, Lord Yunya and her three brothers can come out of the Heavenly Prison and come up with me. Master, what do you think?
"We, Emperor Wuzong of the Han Dynasty, have four real dragons sitting in our command. Who dares to come to us and cause trouble?" Luoyang ended his story with a rhetorical question.
Fang Zheng slapped his thigh fiercely: "Haha! I should have thought that you are a dragon servant, otherwise how could you have dragon scale armor on your body? This is a good thing. Our Han Wuzong has four true dragons, and we are the overlords of the Southern Barbarians!"
There was a worried look on Fangyuan's face: "Father, junior brother, I'm not pouring cold water on you, you seem to have forgotten something very important."
Fang Zheng smiled and asked: "Yujie, what is the important thing?"
Fangyuan said: "That's the Heavenly Prison. Junior brother, if you go to erase the seal of the Heavenly Prison and set the prisoner dragon free, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"
Yanhu, who was stirring the fire with a branch, glanced at Luoyang, with a worried look in his eyes. She was not afraid of the Xuannv Sect, nor the Immortal Society and the Holy Book Sect, but compared with Heavenly Punishment, those three sects
What's a door?
Luoyang smiled calmly: "I was killed by the Xuannv Sect and the Holy Book Sect.
Either the gods will kill us, or we will be killed by heaven's punishment. Is there any difference? Without strong helpers, it will be difficult for us to survive, let alone revive the Han Wuzong. So, we are destined to die anyway, why not give it a try?"
Fangyuan was silent and worried.
She felt that this junior brother was good at everything, but he was bad at being bold and did not have a clear understanding of his own strength. He was only a person in the God Refining Realm, but he dared to fight against the sky!
But Fang Zheng praised: "Han Wu, you are indeed a courageous person, so our next step is to go to Wuliang Sect to steal the Heaven Bar."
Luoyang smiled and said: "Master, the Tianbang originally belonged to our Han Wuzong. How can you say it is a thief? We are going to get it back."
"Hahaha! Yes, yes, you can't say stealing, we
We just went to get our things back." Fang Zheng corrected his statement.
Fangyuan sighed: "You men's brains are indeed easily overheated. The three thousand disciples of the Wuliang Sect are heavily guarded. Magical weapons like the Tianzhu are most likely stored in the treasure pavilion on the Wuliang Immortal Mountain of the Wuliang Sect, and there are even more
Three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry. Let alone a human being, not even a bird can fly in. We are just these few people, and our strength is so limited, how can we get the sky bar back?"
Fang was looking sad, without the excitement he had just now.
Luoyang said: "So we need to formulate a plan to outsmart him. Senior sister, you are very thoughtful. If you have any ideas, please tell us and we will discuss them."
Fangyuan shook his head.
Luoyang started to use his brain, but his mind was a mess and he had no clue. Thinking about Jiang Hanshuang suddenly appeared in his mind, with a big belly and eyes looking at him like fire, which made him even more confused.
"Yawn..." Yan Hu yawned, "Let's take a rest. Maybe we'll find a solution when we wake up."
Fang Zheng nodded: "Then let's rest, and I'll think about what I can do as a teacher."
Yanhu took Luoyang to a corner of the cave. The reason was that her tiger skin was very precious and she could not sleep next to the campfire. If she accidentally burned the tiger hair, Luoyang also considered that there was a high probability that the tigress would lick him.
Face, etc., it would be embarrassing in front of senior sister Fangyuan and rectangular-faced master, so I got her.
Fangyuan and Fangzheng, father and daughter, each spread a blanket stored in the hiding spot next to the bonfire and rested on the spot. Luoyang and Yanhu spread a blanket in the corner. As soon as they lay down, Yanhu was like a kitten.
As if curled up in Luoyang's arms, a lilac wave greeted Luoyang's face.
Not wrong at all.
Fang Yuan faced this side, pretended to close her eyes, and secretly looked at it.
She knew the story of Luoyang and Yanhu, and also knew that the relationship between her junior brother and the White Tiger Spirit was a Taoist couple, so she was very curious about whether her junior brother and the White Tiger Spirit would do that kind of thing. She has never seen it before, even though she has grown up.
All of them felt nervous and ashamed.
"Brother, I want to eat some salt." Yan Hu murmured.
Luoyang hurriedly said: "No, no, no, let's do it tomorrow."
"I'm not afraid of being seen by them, and I don't care," Yan Hu said.
"I'm afraid." Luoyang said speechlessly.
"I'm bored, go to sleep." Yanhu rested his head on Luoyang's arm and fell asleep.
Luoyang couldn't understand why she liked salt so much, and didn't think much about it. He took out the book "Panlong Stick Technique", read it carefully, and started the path of studying stick technique.
Fangyuan has been observing Luoyang secretly. She doesn't want her junior brother to do that kind of thing with the white tiger spirit as soon as she falls asleep and miss the wonderful show.
Just like this, until Luoyang felt sleepy and fell asleep, she closed her eyes and went to sleep in disappointment.