Grandma Wushan looked at Cangnan Yi with a look that showed she had finally gotten through it. She gently stroked the lines between the crutches with her skinny fingers, and said with a sarcastic smile:
"When you were a demon fairy in your early years, when it was time for you to be moved by emotions, you were not stained by dust or desires, and you clearly let all living things know that you do not belong to this troubled world.
Why is it that now that you are about to die, when you shouldn’t be feeling emotional, you have imitated my grandma’s behavior of eating young grass? Is it possible that it is the Qingming Dynasty, and you want to be confused and happy for a while, so you can paint it to your heart’s content?”
Every word in his words is full of ridicule.
Moreover, there seems to be a vicious expectation between the lines, overtly and covertly reminding Cangnan Yi that the end is near and that she is in a predicament that is inevitable.
The female officer Qingshui couldn't stand it any longer and raised her eyebrows angrily: "You are outrageous. Grandma Wushan's repeated verbal provocations are too disrespectful of our Kunlun Mountains!"
Grandma Wushan said with a smile: "A saint lives in the world, sees through life and death, understands life thoroughly, walks through the years, and has no worries. How can he be so taboo and candid about his own life and death?"
She leaned leisurely into the wind flowers behind her and looked at Cangnan Yi with squinting eyes: "Since it is a fact, how can you say it as a provocation?"
"You!" Qingshui, the female official, was very angry, but was stopped again by Cang Nanyi's pale eyes.
Cang Nanyi said lightly: "It seems to Wu Shan, when should you be emotional and when should you stop feeling? During the chaos between gods and demons, you had thoughts about that son Jiang that you shouldn't have. You could have been punished.
A respected immortal, he almost fell into the path of a suffering demon because of his murderous deeds.
Later, I was demoted by the Immortal Lord and punished you to take off your immortal clothes, be thrown into the human world, and suffer the pain of reincarnation for hundreds of lives. Do you think this emotion is worth it? "
"Zijiang?" Grandma Wushan's wrinkled face was full of disgust, and she smiled contemptuously: "What the hell is that? Have you never heard of it?"
The female officer Qingshui who was serving beside her looked a little strange.
Although the name Zi Jiang is not very famous in this world, it can be seen frequently in the records of immortal history from all over the world.
There is no other reason. This son Jiang also has the blood of the Emperor God, and is the eighth son of his father. Now Junhuang Chenghuang's true brother, his reputation is far less prestigious than that of other sons of God.
Speaking of this Zijiang, there are very few records in the immortal clan’s historical records. From the short chapter, it seems that he is neither good at fighting nor has any personality that is particularly superior to others. In addition, he has a stubborn and irritable temperament, is young and energetic, and has made enemies on all sides.
During the war between immortals and demons, he repeatedly offended his colleagues, making it difficult for all the tribes in the immortal world to harmoniously ally against the enemy.
He also did not have the consciousness of the emperor to take advantage of the crisis and was willing to marry and befriend other clans. He had an unruly temperament and made a big mistake. He was beheaded by the Immortal Lord, whipped with bone-drawing whips and severely punished. It seems that because of this, his body fell.
The root cause of the disease, unlike other brothers of the same race, was not that he was upright and died on the battlefield with his blood shed on the territory.
Rather, it can be said that he died a bit cowardly in an obsessive retreat.
Mortals are cultivating immortals and overcoming hardships and dangers, but because their talents are ordinary and their bodies are ordinary, an ordinary thunder from the sky is enough to blow them to pieces.
But the son of the Emperor Father, just by virtue of his identity, if there is no terrible calamity and external forces eroding the origin, even if he does not practice, the spiritual power of heaven and earth will naturally inhabit him.
Even if the great hermit made a mistake in his spiritual practice and became possessed and died, it can still be understood that it was because he was closed to the barrier of life and death.
But when something like this happened to the Son of God who had the supreme bloodline of the Emperor God, it seemed a bit like a useless and useless loser.
For this kind of unofficial history record, it is enough that the Qingshui female official has heard about it.
But I heard it with my own ears today, and heard what the empress meant by her words. Did Jiang actually have a romantic story with Grandma Wushan back then?
If the two really get married and form a predestined relationship, then their fate is very similar to that of the empress and the emperor.
However, there is only one foreign precedent for the son of an emperor to marry a demon fairy or a demon fairy.
If there are two again and again, and it becomes a routine, it will make outsiders think that the power of the fairy world is only through marriage.
Therefore, even if the empress and the emperor are married, Wushan's grandmother and Zijiang have a friendship, they are bound to be invulnerable under the general trend.
The person who was hurt the most was naturally the one with the deeper feelings.
But... looking at the way Grandma Wushan is now keeping her servants in captivity and having three thousand faces, her reputation outside can be compared with that of Emperor Chenghuang.
It is really hard to imagine how deeply affectionate and trapped in love she would be.
Seeing Cang Nanyi smiling lightly and saying nothing, with an incomprehensible look on his face, Grandma Wushan could no longer hold her nerve, and her face was filled with a layer of ruthless greenness: "Right now, we are talking about your important affairs. It's all right.
What are you going to do about this person?"
Looking at her unattractive appearance, it seems that in all these millions of years, she still hasn't let go of her obsession with that person.
Sure enough, the word love can hurt people deeply and for a long time.
Cang Nanyi took a sip of tea unhurriedly and deliberately joked: "What's wrong with being confused and happy for a while? Before I can keep my clarity, I will never touch the world of mortals. Now that I'm at the end, I'll touch these things that I shouldn't touch again, no matter the consequences."
It’s terrible. I think it’s not as big as my calamity. It’s better to die once than to live in fear for a million years.”
"Bang!" There was a loud sound!
Grandma Wushan slapped the table in front of her with a heavy slap, and anger welled up in her eyes, "Old man! I think you are deliberately trying to make me unhappy!"
Cang Nanyi looked at her indifferently: "Aren't you the one who found it yourself to be unhappy?"
Grandma Wushan's anger came and went quickly. She sneered and said: "You also know that your catastrophe is coming. At this time, you still want to drag people into your unbreakable love network. Can you let them go?"
I see that little guy is not old, so why should I bother him to be trapped for the rest of his life?"
The female official Qingshui looked strange.
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He said this as if this corpse demon boy was aggrieved by being with her mother-in-law.
Cang Nanyi doesn't understand love, and has never thought of testing love with her own body. What Grandma Wushan said is impossible to happen.
He just thought it was fun to tease her, so he followed her topic and continued chatting nonsense: "There is no need to worry about this little guy being sad. Not everyone in the world will seek life and death like you if their partner dies, and his woman has
A lot of it, if I lose it, he can seek comfort and embrace from other women!"
"What kind of servant are you looking for!!!"
Grandma Wushan overturned the three views and said in her heart that Cangnan Yi raised a good-looking person, but he turned out to be so useless.
The husband I found was just a philanderer. After all these years of being clean and self-sufficient, my iron tree finally blossomed, and the husband I found was also an unwilling philanderer.
Why is she so good at this?
"A servant must be handsome in appearance, strong in body, powerful in treasures, obedient, gentle as water, with amazing endurance, enthusiastic, hard-working, loyal, devoted, dedicated and devoted, and only recognizes one master in his life. He
While being raised by you, how can you still think about other women? Playing and having fun like this is really off-putting?"
The female official Qingshui was stunned and asked in her heart, what dirty words are you saying here?!
How dare you say such obscene things to taint the purity of your empress’s ears?
What else is there to have fun with? He is thinking about other women who are unappetizing. You are a lustful and lustful old woman. I heard that you can have fun with more than a dozen handsome young men in one night.
After all, who is more unappetizing?
As a demon fairy, although he is not immortal, he is not a person who has trouble retaining his youthful beauty.
Playing with men all my life has consumed my essence, and I have become so old that I no longer have the beauty that I once had when I was young. I don't even know the seriousness of my lapse, and I am still spending my good time in pleasure and indulgence.
The ancient Immortal Clan from the same period is probably no longer as powerful as they are now, even compared to those witches who have been cultivating the cultivation path.
People have fun for the sake of spiritual practice.
And she was having fun, all for the sake of being romantic and happy, wasting her own cultivation, and never being happy.
He has played himself into such a wicked behavior.
Also, loose strings can never play a strong and prosperous sound!
Speaking of which, this Wushan grandma didn't know the art of tonic or the art of charm, so how could she make those young and handsome young officials so obsessed with her that they were obsessed with her.
The obsessed look he looked at her was something that no ordinary man could perform.
There was a hint of admiration on Cangnan's face, "How thorough are you in studying men? It doesn't matter. I'm new to this field, so it's reasonable to know people who don't understand me. Since Wushan you are thinking about me so much, why don't you
There are many dedicated and affectionate servants, why don't you give me one to open my eyes."
"It's pretty beautiful if you think about it! Don't try to take advantage of me, Fan'er or Kun'er!"
When Grandma Wushan saw Cang Nanyi's attitude, she could see that her deeds of playing the world and being born in a cold world had not changed much.
Although his attitude towards the corpse demon boy was subtle, it was not the kind of care between men and women.
She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and couldn't help but look at Cang Nanyi, and said: "If you really think that you can't keep that corpse demon, just use strong methods to kill it directly. There is no need to drag people into this unbreakable...
The network of love, inflicting despair, made his death so painful."
Cang Nanyi's eyes were interesting: "I thought you came all the way here just to watch my jokes, but unexpectedly, you were actually worried about a zombie demon?"
Grandma Wushan looked down at her with a sneer: "What do you know about me?"
I don't know when it started outside the palace courtyard, but a strong wind of mountain snow blew across the courtyard, carrying the smell of mountain vegetation, blowing the apricot blossoms and dancing wildly on the ground.
A piece of apricot blossom as white as snow fell into the tea in the pot. Cangnan Yi lowered his eyes, picked off the fallen flowers floating on the water and said lightly: "Wushan, you shouldn't be here?"
Grandma Wushan was silent for a moment, and then she sneered slightly and said: "I have lived in hiding from the world for millions of years. Although I have not joined the world, it does not mean that I am afraid of joining the world. Everyone in the fairy world at that time said that I had committed an unthinkable crime.
It was a big mistake for me to be relegated to the mortal world of reincarnation and suffer the pain of love, hate and separation for hundreds of lifetimes. Everyone thought that I had successfully survived this tribulation of reincarnation. From then on, I regarded this world of mortals as a savage beast and lived in isolation. But what I want to say is
, I go wherever I want to go, and stay wherever I want, as long as I want. Even though I am dying, there is never anything 'shouldn't' happen to me."
What should not be done and what should be done?
Since what she did has been done, it proves that it can be done.
Cang Nanyi let the apricot blossoms on her fingertips go away in the wind, and said calmly: "This time, I am asking you to be a good teacher, and Guyin Kingdom has also come to accept the call."
Grandma Wushan didn't show any surprise on her face, she just took a deep look at Cang Nanyi and sneered: "Look at what you said, so to speak, the one who was summoned this time is the fifteenth person from the ancient Yin Kingdom.
The emperor’s daughter, Fan, has fallen in love?”
"Having already guessed it, why is it so?"
Grandma Wushan laughed pitifully, and her already sharp voice sounded even more sad and sinister at the moment: "My grandma just destroyed one of her arms and her face, and later lost her life for hundreds of generations."
give her.
Although she has been engaged to that bastard since she was a child, I also heard from Zi Jiang that this emperor's daughter is arrogant and arrogant, and she never looks down on mediocre people. Compared to her father's eighth son, she is more
I like Zhu Zhan, the eldest son of my father-emperor who is above the clouds and unattainable.
Now, after so many years, I still have to embarrass my grandmother for a dead man I don’t love. Isn’t this imperial daughter just asking for trouble?”
Cangnan Yi said: "You also know that this person is arrogant? You used the power of the curse to destroy her arms and face, leaving her with no hope of healing the damage caused by this power for the rest of her life. From then on, anyone who is as proud as her will
She will never show up to others easily again. For these millions of years, she has lived alone in isolation. She never sees anyone, which shows that she has never let go of her obsession.
Now, she has come after my order, do you think it is possible that she came here to bring trouble on her own behalf?"
Grandma Wushan sneered and said: "If she is coming for me, how can she come here with any tricks?"
Cang Nanyi sighed softly and said: "It is stubborn and incurable."
After saying this, the pot of tea in her hand had reached the bottom, and she had no desire to continue talking. After saying this, she waved her sleeves and sent this uninvited guest away.
"There are many foreigners on Yunyin Peak, and everything is still to be determined. Qing Shui, you should go down and do your own thing."
"Yes, your Majesty..." Qing Shui, the female official, bowed down respectfully and was about to leave. Her eyes flickered, and she seemed to suddenly discover something extremely terrifying. She rarely lost her temper with both hands, and she covered her mouth and screamed.
With a cry, he said: "Mother...Mother! Tail! Tail?! Why has your tail started to become bald?"
Why is he so bald, and his speech is so ugly?
She was originally here to bask in the sun and nourish her hair, but she was surprised to be so sharp-eyed.