At the barbecue stall next to the beach, a large bluetooth speaker plays brisk music. There are four plastic chairs, a fat old man and three young men. The four of them shook their heads at the same time with their legs stretched out. They threw off their sunglasses and put them on in unison.
Dai, "Fuck!"
He raised his head and fell down, causing Zhou and Li Zhiyong to shake their heads. Uncle Fu, who had just arrived, was standing in front of the barbecue stall. A row of parasols and beach chairs were neatly lined up. The Fairy Feng on the far left was wearing a fiery red dress.
She wore a tube top bikini, a large sun hat on her head, and sunglasses in front of her tall nose. She looked down at the magazine in her hand, her long, slender legs slightly staggered, and she took a sip of juice.
, without raising his head, he handed it to the side, "Here's some ice." A slender finger pointed over it. The glass in Feng's hand was immediately covered with condensation drops. Maybe it was because he came to the beach. The ice's appearance finally opened up a little, although it was thin.
The gauze skirt is still a relatively tight tube top skirt, but at least the shoulders and calves are exposed? The breeze blows the thin skirt of Bing, making her slender white. On the other side of the ice, there are three or four fairies under Feng, one
There are everything from lace-up to tube top bikinis. The slightly more conservative female fairies and the better fairies showed off their good figures openly. Further away, more than a dozen young monks were divided into male and female groups. There were star contestants like this
The beach is regarded as a strategic buffer against sea monsters, and there are still many ordinary people who drive to this clean beach for vacation and enjoy the beautiful scenery!"
He was full of praise: "The legendary wine pool and meat forest are nothing more than that!"
Uncle Fu raised his eyebrows, patted the soft belly under the flowered shirt with a smile, and exclaimed: "You are still young."
Li Zhiyong smiled and continued to read the book in his hand. Zhou saw this and moved two parasols over. He stretched and sat there with Xiaoyu for a while, then raised his head and hit the gentle sea breeze for a long time.
The ground was blowing; the glass-like waves washed back and forth on the white beach; a few warships floated next to the small island in the distance, which also separated the deep blue and gradient of the sea. "An ah," Zhou whispered with emotion. He was in the demon city
After months of tense nerves, I finally relaxed and thought about the group of immortal monks on the Western Front. They were tensing up all day long to prepare for the attacks of monsters. Look at the group of immortal monks in the rear area. Each one of them used sunscreen.
So skilled... In this kind of cross-regional organization, the region where you serve is very important. "Uncle Forbes, aren't you going to hide?"
"Hide," Uncle Fu said leisurely, "let the wolf come over and try. Uncle Fu has not practiced in vain all these years!"
"Be tough!" Uncle Fu smiled with a thumbs up. He held a glass of iced Coke, took out the straw, and played a song on the radio. He smiled and said: "Xiao Zhou, we are already at the beach. Why don't you ask your little girlfriend out on a date?"
come over?
"We have an appointment," Zhou said with a wry smile. "She said there are too many dragons now, and they are too sharp, and she doesn't want to come out to see you. "You still have too many ideas," said Fu Bo. "This little girlfriend of yours is not an easy person. If
If you really want to say it, you still have to listen to her. "Is it true or false?"
Zhou scratched his head and asked curiously: "Uncle Fu, do you mean you approached me on purpose?"
"That's not the case," Uncle Fu said with a smile, "We can see that this little guy originally wanted to repay you with all his heart, and he probably doesn't know his identity... Dragons are also spiritual beings, and spiritual beings are often better than humans.
Being simple makes it easier to have obsessions. "What is my identity?" Zhou casually asked, "Look, the sea! There is a sea!"
Uncle Fu laughed, and Zhou Bijian, who was watching the failed routine with Li Zhiyong, said: "I am just an ordinary minor repairman."
"Yes, an ordinary minor cultivator," he said, "an ordinary minor cultivator who has returned to the fifth level after practicing for one year."
Zhou Zhou smiled, squinted at the sky in the distance, and tapped his fingers on the seat to feel comfortable. Yao Du Yi Zhan, especially after being touched by King Qing Yuan for six hours, Zhou was completely sure that he could now burst into protective gear.
The spiritual power of the body comes from the ban, not the soul of the previous life that can be used casually! Just do it!
Although the current combat effectiveness is not lasting, in a short period of time it is equivalent to Yuan Xianfeng or an eighty-nine-level true immortal who has no treasures in hand. There is still a lot of room for improvement in the power of the forbidden power to strengthen thunder. Of course, this spirit
There is only so much power he can use. If his strength is raised to Yuanxian, the extent of the spiritual energy blessing will naturally be reduced to Yuanxian. It will probably take a long time. The current realm breakthrough has slowed down. "Great Heavenly Lord Zhou whispered.
Next to him, Uncle Fu tensed up and asked nervously: "Where is it? Isn't the Great Heavenly Lord dead?"
"Ah, I suddenly thought of something," Zhou said with a smile, "Uncle Fu, are you afraid of the Great Heavenly Lord?"
"Can you not be afraid?"
Uncle Fu's smile: "The false most ruthless person in the three realms, he appeared in front of others, shouted, I want to be on par with the sky, wiped out a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers with an iron rod, and in the end was slapped by a non-staff member of the heaven."
"The real most ruthless person in the Three Realms. He drank a little wine, listened to songs, and went for a walk in Guanghan Palace when he had nothing to do. From time to time he went down to earth to experience the worldly customs. Unknowingly, the Three Realms were determined and Buddhism was accepted.
Everything has been planned for the next thousand years. "Aren't you afraid if it's you?"
Zhou couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead: "Uncle Fu, are you really...the chief instructor of a hundred thousand naval forces?"
"Do you know it now?" Uncle Fu squinted slightly and smiled slightly, moved his hips, and moved closer to Uncle Fu with his body carrying the plastic stool. He asked in a low voice: "I want to know something. "Tell me!" Uncle Fu said with a big hand.
Hui, "If you don't understand anything about your daughter's family, just ask."
"Seriously," Zhou Chuansheng said, "Uncle Fu, do you know? Laojun sent Master Dongling here and asked me to go to the Demon City to learn my own way."
Fu Bo asked back: "Have you realized it?"
"There is some knowledge," Zhou said, "Maybe it's the ideological struggle bred by Blue Star, or maybe it's just something simpler that makes me take the kingly route."
"It depends on your own understanding," Uncle Fu said, "Whether it is Laojun or Buddha, when they talk, they always like to say half of "Why?"
"Because you won't be wrong if you tell half of it."
Uncle Fu spread his hands and said, "I'll tell you half of the sentence. I won't tell you the other half yet. I'll wait for you to figure it out for yourself." If you fumble and succeed, they will come over with a smile, praise you a few words, and express their gratitude by the way.
That’s what I gave you in the beginning, and I wanted to share some of the fruits of victory.”
"What if the groping fails?"
"Stupid, of course you are not savvy enough to understand the meaning of the big boss," Uncle Fu raised his hand and knocked Zhou on the head, "If you want to be in this circle in the future, you must learn to do this."
Zhou Shenyier: "It makes sense"
"There is a lot of knowledge here," Uncle Fu said with an enigmatic face. "Uncle Fu," Zhou Chuan asked, "The Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty and the Great Heavenly Master arranged for me to reenact Journey to the West. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
Uncle Fu rolled his eyes: "Who told you?"
"Master Dong Ling speculated at the time, "Ah, the four great masters, they are not restrained and they speak casually without fear of any consequences."
Fu Bo sighed: "If you want to pay attention to something, you should pay attention to the power of rumors."
"rumor?"
"For example, the most famous one, the one who can live forever after eating Tang meat," Uncle Fu said with a smile, "How many demons have brought their own clan in just for this mouthful of Tang meat." Zhou wondered: "There is no such thing?"
"Absolutely not!"
"Why do you decide so?"
Fu Bo Jian: "When Bai Bai was sleeping, he accidentally touched Master's feet. The medicine had no effect at all and left him with the smell of sweat. Zhou turned his head and dried it for a while. Fu Bo reminded him seriously: "This is a big deal.
!Think about it, if someone has evil intentions and spreads the same rumor, saying that you have been infiltrated by the light of the Three Pure Ones, a good person in the ninth generation, and pure Yang in the tenth generation. If you take a bite of your meat and ascend in the daytime, how many old demons will jump.
Come out and work for the benefit of your descendants?
"That's right," Zhou Dun said with a worried look on his face, "This is not the worst thing."
Uncle Fu whispered: "Think about it, if someone has bad intentions and spreads that you are a born pure Yang furnace, and you can break through to the Golden Immortal through dual cultivation, good guy... you still want to get out of the Blue Star?"
"How many female fairies and fairies are coming to trouble you?
"Only a young and careless guy like you can think about such things as romantic affairs. As everyone knows, it will harm your body and waste your money on men."
If Zhou's facial muscles are twitching like crazy, he shouldn't ask Uncle Fu!
Bajie has no serious words in his mouth!
"No way," Zhou scratched his head, "Uncle Fu, I think you are exaggerating."
"Sometimes brilliant calculations are just simple tricks."
Uncle Fu smiled enigmatically, patted his belly with both hands, and looked at the blue sky: "Anyway, you just need to be more careful. It's a good thing to be in the general trend, but when the general trend retreats, you can still be strong enough."
Stand firm, this is what you are capable of. "As the first person to be robbed during the great catastrophe of the previous generation, Bai Bai can only remind you these things. It would be bad to say too much about other things. After all, the situation now is different from that of the past. In those days, the heaven was powerful.
, the demon clan is declining, and there are many ways to use the strong to defeat the weak. "Now the demons are powerful, and the heaven is dying. If you show up too early, you will be beaten into a sieve easily."
"What should I do?"
"What else did Laojun say?"
"The day I emerge from the Blue Star is when the great tribulation begins."
"It won't be possible to achieve good fortune in less than half a step," Uncle Fu raised his eyebrows, "According to your qualifications, it will only be a matter of time before you can achieve good fortune in half a step, I'm afraid."
Zhou nodded and continued to stare at the sea and sky line. It was as if he had discovered a new world. He ran over very quickly, picked up two ukuleles and a leather drum, and picked them up for Zhou and Li Zhiyong.
Uncle Fu raised his eyebrows and pushed Zhou Yi: "Don't be too serious. If you don't go out while you are young, you will only be able to watch from the side to make yourself happy when you are old. Go play when you get out!"
"good?"
Zhou smiled and walked up to it, studied it curiously, and finally chose a simple beach drum. Li Zhiyong took the ukulele and played it randomly twice. It looked pretty good. He had obviously practiced for several years. As for, this guy
Not only can he play, but he also knows how to play various musical instruments by analogy: "Walk, go in a circle?"
I played a flowery song and sang a few words at random: "I want you to accompany me, watch the turtle swim in the water, walk slowly on the beach, and count the waves."
"Old-fashioned," Li Zhiyong shook his head. Zhou blinked and whispered twice in the ears of the two of them. Li Zhiyong was obviously a little hesitant and smiled. Then, the three of them rehearsed for a while, then stood in a row, holding their ukuleles and
The snare drum took a firm step and along with the rhythm, Zhou used his own deep bubble voice: "Bajie, Bajie, your heart is not bad~"
Uncle Fu's face darkened, and he picked up the plastic stool and walked over. The three young people hurriedly dodged and ran forward. They burst into laughter with Zhou Zhou, causing many slender female cultivators to look sideways. At the same time, somewhere in Feng Territory, there was an abandoned small
Halfway up the hillside with beautiful scenery in the town, a brand new building seems to have just been built. There are some construction materials piled up in the corner of the front yard. More than a dozen big monsters are kneeling in front of the door, and white foxes are leisurely practicing their skills in the woods behind the building.
The living room is still empty. The floor is paved with large floor tiles measuring three meters by one meter. The walls are also covered with a glass-like coating. The overall decoration is quite gorgeous, but there is not much furniture. There is a computer desk and two new computers.
The computer is the most valuable object in this big living room. Sitting comfortably on the computer chair, with his left hand playing gold games and his right hand playing e-sports competitions, he just feels that his life has been greatly improved. Moving is a tribute to King Qingyuan.
There were neat but slight footsteps on the side of the celebration. Several graceful maids dressed as foxes carried fruit plates and snacks forward. They knelt down and held up snacks. Feng glanced at it, pinched a cherry and threw it into his mouth.
There was nothing he could do to let them go down on their own. The Demon King's majesty must be maintained, otherwise he could not suppress the ambitious bastards below. A gust of black wind blew outside the house, and a three-tailed white fox jumped out of it, and transformed into the Qianjiao.
The appearance of Bai's fox clan, wearing a professional suit, took off his high heels when entering the house, knelt down barefoot and saluted "the king"
"Thank you for your hard work, how's your search for information going?"
"King Qi, King Qingyuan confessed in the morning. It is said that he was tortured and beaten for three hours by the reincarnated immortal named Zhou. The direct beating made King Qingyuan break his guard and "he couldn't stand it after only three hours."
"?" Feng shook his head, "This guy is really a waste besides gold and jade. "The soul of King Qingyuan has been shattered," the fox female prime minister whispered, "On this point, several lions related to King Qingyuan have
The masters of the tribe have sensed it. Obviously Futian Alliance is afraid of long nights and dreams, so they first shattered King Qingyuan's soul, and may go through the process again later, cutting off its body to improve morale. Feng said with a smile: "No, Futian Alliance
Since they have said that they will not take the initiative to start a war for two years, it means that their recent thinking is to avoid war. This matter should not be made public. "Why don't we divide the territory of King Qingyuan?"
"This is a bit short-sighted," Feng said softly, "Who is behind King Qingyuan?"
"Lions"
"He is not the same as us"
Feng was obviously in a good mood, and patiently explained to his advisers: "The kings of the Blue Star families are very dedicated to opening up territories outside, and they are not closely related to their own clan, but the Lion Clan is different. The Lion Clan is in the Nine
Under the leadership of the head lion, they have united. "They ranked according to seniority, calling themselves grandfather, godfather, children and grandchildren, which formed a closely connected family." If the Futian Alliance had not captured King Qingyuan that day, but
The other three Golden Fairyland comrades, I will take action to snatch them back even if I don’t hesitate to expose my trump card... But King Qingyuan will die if he dies. The Lion Clan will soon send a stronger demon over, and he will definitely return it.
He will raise a banner and help King Qingyuan take revenge. "Now go and grab their territory and masters. We are just grudges with each other." Feng waved his hand: "Go, continue to keep an eye on the situation. With the Lion Clan in front, we can still relax for a while."
"Yes, Your Majesty is wise..."
"You have to love me even to the point of death, and you won't be happy until you get wet!"
Suddenly a heartbreaking ringtone came from Feng's cell phone. He turned on the speakerphone, and a charming voice immediately came from the receiver, "Why aren't you online yet? I even knelt down twice!"
"You even kneel down and you still have to lead me," Feng shook his head. He really didn't understand what the queen of the peacock tribe was thinking. Maybe everyone is quite helpless. "Here it comes."
Feng hung up the call, grabbed the earphones, and started the battle...
The beach was also particularly lively at night, with a group of people holding hands around the fire, singing and dancing, and there was a constant supply of iced watermelon for free. Zhou turned around to search, but couldn't find Bing, so he got up and went to the second floor of the seaside hotel they booked.
In the room, Bing looked thoughtful and looked at the several swimsuits spread out on the bed. She seemed a little eager to try them on. These swimsuits were all relatively conservative types, mostly plain and solid colors without anything colorful. She picked up one and turned around to look at it.
After looking at myself in the mirror several times, I still put it down and couldn't accept it. The scale was too big. "Teacher!"
There was a shout outside the window, leaving several afterimages in the house. Those swimsuits disappeared without a trace. She also appeared at the window, holding on to the window frame and looking down, her expression as cold as ever, "What's wrong?"
Zhou laughed and said: "Watch the fireworks!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of light rose up from the beach. This stream of light gradually disappeared under the background of the night sky, and then appeared in the higher sky a few seconds later, exploding into a sky full of flowers, fire and ice. The twins reflected this scene, as if
She was a little lost in thought but then she frowned slightly. On the horizon, a half-gold and half-black meteor passed far away and penetrated into Zhou's ears: "Xiao Zhou, Uncle Fu went back a little early. You have a good time at the beach."
Zhou blinked, and what crossed the sky in the distance was the wooden wolf?
Within a few seconds, a beam of golden light shot out from the sky, and a second meteor streaked across the eastern sky. However, Zhi Zhi Bing thought about this place for a moment, then suddenly smiled, turned out of the room, and took the initiative to face the sky.
Flying away, Zhou Nao scratched his head. This golden light should be sent by the Futian Alliance to keep an eye on the Timber Wolf master. Could it be a fairy from Chi's lineage?
Who?
Timber Wolf's combat power is not weak. It is said that after turning black, he is even more powerful than when he was the yellow-robed monster. I'm afraid there aren't many female fairies who can equal him.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.