Qin Guichen was not the only one who was feeling uneasy. On the other side of Yumen Pass, Yuan Xiaolou hugged his knees and looked at the stars in the sky with a worried look on his face.
The old storyteller was fighting for a piece of pie with the giant panda, and Miss Cheng was holding a long sword and sitting on the trunk of a big tree not far away.
Hua Wuyou waved a vulgar big peony folding fan and came to Yuan Xiaolou's side.
It has been nearly two months since they met at the Holy Mountain. Hua Wuyou has been following the grandfather and grandson shamelessly. The last time he went to see his sister Tianyu Pili in private, he left briefly for an hour. The remaining time was almost
He never left the sight of the old storyteller and Yuan Xiaolou.
At the beginning, Hua Wuyou and Ah Cheng, the old storyteller and Yuan Xiaolou were a little uncomfortable and unaccustomed to the addition of Hua Wuyou and Ah Cheng in the team.
Later I gradually got used to it.
Hua Wuyou sat next to Yuan Xiaolou and stretched his head to look at the stars in the sky.
Said: "Xiaolou, you seem to be in a bad mood today. You like the stars in the sky, so I will pick one and give it to you."
Yuan Xiaolou shook his head slightly and said: "They are staying well in the sky, why do you need to pick them off?
And the stars look beautiful, but when they are actually in front of you, they are no longer beautiful.
Grandpa said that we live on a star, and it is a very small star in the universe. If you really picked a star and gave it to me, where would I put it?
You can’t hang it around your neck.”
Hua Wuyou was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that Yuan Xiaolou's brain circuit was so surprising and his ideas were so unique.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Then don't reach for the stars. Whatever you like, whatever you want, I can satisfy you."
Yuan Xiaolou still hugged his knees, put his chin on his knees, and looked at the stars.
She shook her head gently and said, "You can't give me what I want."
Hua Wuyou said: "There is nothing in the Three Realms that I, Hua Wuyou, cannot do. As long as you can tell me, even if it is the crown on the head of Pluto, I can get it and give it to you."
Yuan Xiaolou said softly: "I want Mr. Xiaochuan to come back to me."
The expression on Hua Wuyou's handsome face suddenly stiffened.
His expression also became very unnatural.
There was a hint of strange color in his clear eyes, which seemed to be angry and sad at the same time.
Yuan Xiaolou had been looking at the stars in the sky and didn't notice the strange color of the flowers around him.
She said softly: "I feel very uneasy today. This is the first time in these years that I have such a bad feeling.
I always feel that something happened to Mr. Ogawa.
The world is in such chaos now. I really want Xiaochuan to come back to me, to return to my previous life of seclusion in Lantian County, and never to engage in political affairs again.
Every night, I can lie in his arms, kiss his lips, and smell his scent..." Yuan Xiaolou's eyes gradually became blurred. Every time she thought of the time when she lived in seclusion in Lantian County, she
They will all be greatly missed.
That was the happiest and happiest time in her life.
Hua Wuyou looked at the yearning and nostalgia in Yuan Xiaolou's eyes, and felt very unhappy in her heart.
He said slowly: "I really have no way to make Ye Xiaochuan come back to you. Apart from Ye Xiaochuan, is there no other person you care about in your heart?"
Yuan Xiaolou said: "I still have a younger brother and a mother.
My brother is doing well now, and my mother..." At this point, Yuan Xiaolou suddenly looked at Hua Wuyou and said, "Master Hua, can you help me rescue my mother?"
Hua Wuyou immediately became energetic and smiled. He could finally do something for Yuan Xiaolou.
He patted his chest and said, "Okay, I will definitely help you with this. Tell me, where is your mother now?"
I will go over and rescue her now, and I will never let you down!"
Yuan Xiaolou said: "My mother is imprisoned in the bamboo forest barrier on the mountain behind Cangyunmen Samsara Peak."
The expression on Hua Wuyou's face changed, her smile slowly turned into a bitter smile, and she remained silent for a long time.
Yuan Xiaolou said: "Young Master Hua, why don't you speak?"
Hua Wuyou smiled bitterly and said nothing.
Their conversation was clearly heard by the old storyteller who was playing with Fan Tong.
I only heard the old man's voice saying, "How can he still talk when his bullshit is blown?"
Yuan Xiaolou turned around and said, "Grandpa, what do you mean by this?
What's wrong with you?"
The old storyteller smiled and said: "Master Wuyou is indeed very capable. There are very few things in the Three Realms that he cannot do.
But there was no way he could rescue your mother from the bamboo forest behind Cangyun Mountain.
Because Xian Yao lives there, Xian Yao doesn't need to draw his sword when he hits him."
Hua Wuyou said slowly: "I am indeed no match for Xian Yao, but since I promised Xiaolou to help her rescue her mother, I will never break my promise."
The old storyteller said: "You have a way... Oh, you do have a way, that is to lead the six tribes of heaven and humans to kill Cangyun Mountain. As long as you defeat the human cultivators in the Cangyun battle, you can rescue the girl's mother.
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Hua Wuyou said slowly: "As long as Xian Yao is still alive, no one can save anyone from her.
I can't do it, the Four Heavenly Emperors can't do it, and even Pluto may not be Xian Yao's opponent.
Attacking Cangyun Mountain is the only way."
The old storyteller hummed: "Cultivators in this world are not vegetarians, and the terrifying formation on Cangyun Mountain is not vegetarian either.
More than 20,000 years ago, the Sifang Heavenly Emperor led hundreds of thousands of masters from the six tribes of heavenly beings and threatened to break through Cangyun Mountain. However, the final result was that those careful and aloof heavenly beings were defeated miserably on Cangyun Mountain.
Today, the combat power of the world of human cultivation is much stronger than it was back then.
The various factions in the world have decided that the final battle will take place in Cangyun Mountain.
In this battle, there is not much hope for Heaven to win.
Also, I would like to remind you that since you have already joined the team, please do not do anything to harm your allies."
The flowers are carefree and silent.
The old storyteller's last words woke him up.
He has decided to join forces with the evil god to fight against his father, the Lord of Heaven.
The human world is the evil god's greatest support. If he takes the monks from the Six Divisions of Heaven and Humanity to attack Cangyun Mountain in order to save Yuan Xiaolou's mother, it will not only disrupt the evil god's plan, but also make all his preparations over the years go to waste.
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Finally, he said slowly: "Old Wu, this catastrophe is different from previous catastrophes. This catastrophe is connected with the game of heaven, and it has a great relationship.
Soon, the gate of time and space will be reopened, and the emperors of the four directions will come to the human world in person to preside over this catastrophic battle. At that time, my power will be completely eliminated, and I will no longer be the supreme commander of the heavenly army.
The Four Heavenly Emperors will lead the heavenly monks to attack Cangyun Mountain."
The old storyteller had a playful expression on his face and said: "In that catastrophe more than 20,000 years ago, all the heavenly emperors from all directions came to the world in person, but what was the result? They just returned defeated in the Battle of Cangyun.
The Lord of Heaven only prepared for this game and catastrophe for three to four hundred years, while the human world prepared for a full 160,000 years.
This battle in the human world will be won, and the order of the Three Realms will also be completely rewritten because of this catastrophe."
