Chapter 185

The woman holding the zither is blessed with the divine sword. Her strength can't be described as strength.

In terms of martial arts fighting power, she is at the same level as Lu Zhengkang.

Without magic power, Lu Zhengkang also needs a fierce fight to defeat her.

The woman seemed to be still absent-minded and asked blankly, "can you see my ugly fox? Where is he? Did you fly to heaven? Has it fallen into the yellow spring? "

The colder he said, "just, you don't have to answer. You all want to cheat me, only my ugly fox..."

The woman's heart is broken in anger, and her whole body is burning wildly. The viewer only feels the heat wave rush on her body, and the flame turns into a demon's claw and twists wantonly.

Lu Zhengkang always pursues a simple and straightforward way of dealing with the enemy. Since the cultivation of martial arts can't be crushed, he should use magic power.

"Xiao Qian Jie Zhang!"

Once a move is made, the world is still.

……

The little girl sat on the ground. The palace was vast and dark, with high pillars and curtains standing in the distance. It was cold, like the woods at dusk. Some of the buildings were arranged in order, giving people a sense of order, but there was no warmth at all, only the smell of cold and iron.

The palace lantern was burning, and the light was light. It was curled up in the distance. It was not dark. It was even dazzling, but it really couldn't light up the main hall.

The objects full of carved patterns build dense and thick shadows, and the light can't clean the darkness here.

The brazier is burning. A middle-aged man with hair scattered and his gorgeous ceremonial clothes soaked with sweat. He is panting, crazy and focused. He is communicating with a God or the heaven with all his heart.

The man threw the keel into the brazier and burned it violently.

A Nine Tailed Fox is carved on the surface of the brazier. The flame is blue. It looks very cold, but it's really hot.

The man mumbled a curse of someone, then reached into the charcoal, took out the keel, threw it to the ground, lifted up a pot, with a mouthful of water, and spewed it onto the hot keel, stirring up a piece of water vapor, and the bone cracked, making a dull sound.

The man at the bottom of the hall spoke vaguely. He couldn't hear clearly. It seemed that he couldn't remember clearly: "doctor duzhaifu How... "

The man named duzhaifu raised the keel, carefully observed the crack, and also spoke. His lips collided with each other, and his eyes were bloodshot. The tip of his tongue tapped on the gums and roots of his teeth, making a clear sound and spitting. It's strange that girls are more sensitive to such trivial sounds than human voices.

“…… The beauty, the beauty, the heaven and the earth, cut off the four seasons, the three sides of the Jiashi is a battle, the mountains and rivers are all red, up and down several disasters, this to defeat phase.... "

The man above, throw a few words, "..." And destroy his face. "

The palace maid came over with a knife. The white blade, in the light of the palace lantern, was orange red. When she cut her cheek and stained with blood, it was dark and no longer reflected light.

The girl was at a loss, covering her face, and her blood was running.

……

The wound on the face was healed, and it was cut again. It still grew well. The metal smell of the knife and the salty smell of mixed blood flowed into the mouth. Along the lip and jaw fall on the sandalwood floor, broken blood drops, leakage of the sky, such as peach general.

Since you can't disfigure, wear men's clothes and veil.

Childhood outside the window overcast.

Is the sky here always so gloomy?

Or is Qingqiu not worthy to look at the blue sky?

There is no fire in this country.

Except when you're divining.

The fire was the different fire of the fox. The Elves were friendly with Qingqiu, but they were not so close.

At the age of 19, she should be called a woman.

Yiyihou, Princess of Qingqiu state, the 17th daughter of Lifang.

All the sixteen sisters married Shuibo tianwu, the monarch of Lifang.

It's just clothes.

She remained with her father.

The cowardly, weak, greedy, lazy, soft waste. A mediocre king, an incompetent father.

We can't let yiyihou be found as a woman.

Her beauty will drive the world crazy.

Let's deport her and live with the foxes.

……

Leave your country, leave that palace.

Repressive color burst out, the beauty of the world from the shop, it is dizzying.

Living with foxes, they are smarter and simpler than human beings.

Looking up, I still can't see the sun in the sky, but it's all over here.

Yiyihou was used to darkness and was afraid of light.

So together with the lonely fox, the seven Tailed Fox is called the ugly fox by his Nine Tailed relatives. It's still very beautiful for human beings. The white and soft fur, the beautiful and clear eyes, and all kinds of expressions can reach the bottom of my heart without words.Seven Tailed Fox with clothes to Hou experience everything, all she never experienced, all she yearned for, all she never imagined.

The fox who knows magic is always powerful. All the wishes of all the girls.

Everything, everything, each other is everything to each other.

Yiyihou was playing the piano, and seven foxes sat on the branch and looked at her.

It's not love.

But it's love.

It has nothing to do with body and appearance.

It's just the interweaving of God's will.

Lingering in honey like love and hate, you and I are unable to extricate ourselves.

I can't remember people's words clearly, but I always remember every word of you, and my vows are also treasured in the treasure box of memories.

"Ugly fox, ugly fox, be Mr. Yu. Pick peach blossom in spring and drink sweet lilies together. Summer plum, if attached, if left. Autumn harvest millet, home loom. Build a fire pond in winter and burn the Osmunda. Surabaya in the morning and Nanshan in the evening. I am a quiet girl, and you are like a good man. Pick the apple, pick the oyster, you go back to me. There are foxui and nvshurong. It's natural to cultivate good things together. "

Yi Yihou fell in love with the ugly fox.

Get married.

Now, the general public has heard about it.

Yiyihou is a woman.

Heaven and man are incomparable.

The three words "Yi Yi Hou" have magic power. Kings, ministers, and common people are lost in hearing of it and lost in seeing it.

The couple who are safe in Qingqiu, how long can they be safe again.

……

The stream is murmuring.

I'm washing clothes by the water, pounding my clothes with a hammer. It's such a sound, simple rhythm. It's my life and my love. If such a tune can reverberate forever, then I'd like it to be so boring.

The reflection of the running water is the appearance of the ugly fox.

Behind the trees, dead leaves and branches were crushed by strange footsteps.

Duzhaifu.

He was old, his long black and shiny hair became white and withered, and there was no blood in his eyes. He looked very sincere.

“…… Your husband Cheng Xian has gone back... "

Duzhaifu, his words are more sudden than ten thousand thunderbolts.

How can the ugly fox leave his clothes and become an immortal alone?

Can rush to their cabin, no ugly fox, only a layer of enchanting rosy clouds.

Everything in this room is familiar. I built it myself. Even the thorns on the doorframe and the blood on the fingertips of the thorns are clear. Without him, everything is strange.

How strange!

“…… Shuibo has orders Marry The 17th girl... "

Your words, father Zhai, maids in the palace, my father and king, are too heavy and too many. Don't you feel tired?

……

Eight hundred Li red makeup.

Just to marry the most beautiful woman in the world.

Yiyihou looked at the world outside the curtain, over the servants beating gongs and drums, over the plain with sparse grass, over the miserable pond, over the mountains and over the clouds.

Ugly fox in the sky, are you looking at peach blossom?

Spring is coming, the flower branches in front of our house are decorated with beautiful petals, and their falling looks like a heavy rain.

People's life is like a funnel, everyone is sliding deep.

It's just that childhood is the most relaxed time. Everything is very novel and can be tried. As we get older, we fall into the narrow tube and have to be bound and move a little bit.

And my life is just the opposite.

Born and growing up in chains, to the most determined age, but suddenly into the infinite vast world, into the infinite vast, ugly Fox's heart.

Every quarter of an hour when we meet is a blessing to me.

Now you and I are apart, it's just the end of fate.

The doctor duzhaifu and the monarch Shifang rode with each other in the wedding car. Shuibo's wife, even Shifang's daughter, was definitely higher than them.

“…… Ahead is... "

"Well done..."

What are they whispering?

In front of the mountain, I know, the peach tree in front of the house moved from this burning god mountain.

The peach blossom in full bloom in spring is as warm as fire, burning gods and burning immortals.

How beautiful.

Suddenly, the mountain is really on fire!

What a fire!

Like mother earth, she is very angry.

Fox fire!

It's ugly fox!

……

Yi Yihou rushes into the sea of fire. Her tears open the way for her. Deep in the peach blossom mountain, a white fox lies on its back. Its petite body is pierced by a big peach nail, which is nailed to death among the fallen trees.

The fire is restless, roaring, and the sound of explosion shakes the world. The light of fire seems to have burned through the years of clouds and fog, and the bright sunshine finally comes late in Yi Yi Hou's life.In this crazy roar, the sound of blood and tears falling on the hair is still clear.

The monarch set up a square, the doctor all Zhai father chased into the sea of fire, burned to death by the fire.

They howl, the music of death.

It's death.

If death can keep us together, then I will go with you.

……

The fire on the mountain of burning God has been put out, and the wonderful thing is that even the vegetation on the mountain has not been burnt.

All the peach blossoms on the mountain have withered, except for two.

One high and one low, depending on each other.