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[Anonymous: I need you. 】

[Jiang Fan: Are you always taking advantage of others? The king of heaven covers the tiger of earth. 】

[Anonymous: Pagoda Town River Demon, I am Kafka. 】

[Jiang Fan: I am Ultraman. 】

【anonymous:

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[Jiang Fan: I am face-blind. Take off your coat and let me identify it carefully. 】

[Anonymous: Your eyes are still as selectively blind as ever. 】

[Anonymous: Ah Ren’s demon body is very serious. I can’t leave until he recovers, and he has something to say to you. 】

[Anonymous: As you know, Xianzhou’s wanted order for him has not been revoked. He is still the highest-level wanted criminal. Come to me for me and for you. 】

[Jiang Fan: The people from Xianzhou became star core hunters? Do you think I'm Xing's mule? 】

[Anonymous: You will definitely come, even if it is for yourself. 】

[Anonymous: His name is Blade. 】

"Blade..." Jiang Fan repeated softly.

"It's Ying Xing." Jingliu didn't know when he walked over through the puddles submerged by the rain. He raised his feet and put them on Jiang Fan's shoulders, wiping his calves with a white towel.

"Ying Xing?"

"Yes." Jingliu nodded, "He is Ying Xing. He knows all the truth about the Fuyun Rebellion. It was he and Dan Feng who started that chaos, so whether it is for Bai Heng or Bai Lu, or for Dan Feng , you all have to go.”

"You are very well informed." Jiang Fan responded with his head lowered.

"Well, he was blessed with abundance, which falls within the realm of immortality. But it is the body that is immortal, and it is not power that is given to him. That is either a blessing or a curse." Jingliu raised his leg as he spoke. He changed his foot and poked Jiang Fan's face with his thumb, "I don't know the details of the Fuyun Rebellion back then. Maybe Bai Heng had something else to say, but that's just a guess. You need the truth from his mouth.”

"Can you believe that what comes out of his mouth is the truth?" Jiang Fan raised his head.

"Sometimes the truth doesn't come out by asking, but by typing it out." Jingliu put down his legs and rubbed Jiang Fan's head into a chicken coop, "Grow the dragon horns out. It feels uncomfortable to touch. Don't grow them when I'm not around." Horns and tail.”

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"Oh? The Lord of Extermination." Xing raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said lightly, "The last Lord of Extermination who spoke to me like this had already died under my rule stick, and now there are three grasses on his grave. You are so tall, you are so brave to talk to me like this."

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(My friend asked me to study in Japan and said I could write light novels there, but what if the seafood mutates...)

Chapter 142 Blade and Yingxing

It was raining heavily, and Kafka stood under the eaves with an umbrella in the narrow alley of Taibosi. The dripping water in front of the eaves was like a continuous waterfall in front of the Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain. She stared at the people walking slowly from the entrance of the alley. The man who came looked at it with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

A minute ago, the sun was shining brightly in the Taibusi area, but the heavy rain came suddenly. The huge raindrops were like hard hail, hitting the umbrella with a crackling sound.

Fortunately, she had the habit of carrying a parasol, and there were abandoned shops in this alley, otherwise she would have been beaten by the sudden rainstorm at this moment.

It didn't matter if the visitor was Xing or someone else, but facing Jiang Fan, she still wanted to remain as elegant and perfect as possible. Kafka couldn't think of any reason why Jiang Fan had to come, but she wanted to come again. No matter what, Jiang Fan would be interested in what he said, or at worst, he would be interested in himself.

She deliberately got up early and put on light makeup to make herself look energetic, instead of the embarrassment she had when she was a wanted criminal. That kind of embarrassment could not be exposed in front of the man no matter what.

It's not that she wants to save face, but there are some reasons that she can't express.

Rumbling thunder rolled across the sky, and yellow lightning split the clouds, illuminating the man who was walking slowly through the stagnant water. The rain was pouring, and his clothes were clean and neat. He looked like he had just returned from a certain home. It was like a high-end tailor's shop. The turbulent rainwater flowed around him in the opposite direction, not even a leaf touching his body.

"..It's just as stinky as in the memory. That face makes people feel uncomfortable..." Sitting under the eaves, his fingers slowly passed over the broken blade of the ancient sword.

He lowered his head and saw his own reflection in the penetrating sword blade. It didn't seem much different from what he remembered, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that something was missing in his eyes, like a corner that was empty and a little dull.

"Ying Xing, you are no different from before. You are just a little younger, but your temper is still arrogant and arrogant. You look at me like a resentful snake. But there is no big intersection between you and me." Jiang Fan glanced at the blade and said casually.

He doesn't care about the symptoms of Ying Xing's current demon body, nor does he care about Ying Xing's attitude towards him. In a certain way, the intersection between him and Ying Xing is the so-called acquaintance.

When he first met Ying Xing, he was already considered an old dragon at that time, and it was the last year of his career in the Yunqi Army. In his eyes, the short-born Ying Xing and the little fart wearing crotchless pants Children are no different.

"Intersection...How could the proud Dragon Lord pay attention to the light of fireflies around him, just like the sun has never looked at the tiny stars." The blade whispered hoarsely, like a lit match, and the angry mood swings became more intense. , the violence belonging to the demonic body slowly spreads.

The demon's Yin body is a madness caused by accumulated emotions and memories. When he saw Jiang Fan's face and heard that indifferent voice in his ears, memories and long-preserved anger were like a volcanic eruption. gushing.

"The demonic body can make you forget many memories, but it cannot make you forget your hatred for me. It shows that your hatred and anger towards me are accumulated over time and are an obsession." Jiang Fan said.

"After A-Ren came to Xianzhou, the demon Yin body attacked very violently, especially when he saw your statue. It was almost to the point where my spirit of speech could not suppress it. Although I knew that when he saw you, The condition of the devil's body will become more serious, but I didn't expect it to be so violent." Kafka walked towards Jiang Fan holding an umbrella, his heels clicking on the water.

"I have no cure for the disease of the demonic body. Fighting fire with fire is not a good choice." Jiang Fan looked at Kafka who was walking towards him and looked at her white shirt. "Kafka, you know I choose to believe your reason, suppressing the demon body is not a difficult problem for you."

"Well, suppressing Ah Ren's demon body requires my full concentration, so I need you to protect it. When I seal it, what you want will naturally come to you." Kafka said softly.

"Wrong." Jiang Fan shook his head slowly, and the torrential rain suddenly became violent. "I need him to maintain the state of the demon body. Only when he is half asleep and half awake can I get the answer I want. Under the demon body, he will Like a beast in heat, it is the curse of fertility, but the immortal whip will make the beast less violent."

A low and hoarse male voice sounded in the rustling rain: "Jiang Fan... put away your arrogance... you know nothing about the weight of this sin... how can you escape from that heavy feeling..." .." The voice suppressed a certain emotion, a bit vicissitudes of life and pleasant to the ear, as if venting, accompanied by blood rising.

"That sin was the result of you and Dan Feng. There is no need to blame him." Jiang Fan looked at the blade who stood up and said lightly.

Raindrops fell on the eaves, and the heavy raindrops penetrated the bricks. When they fell on the body of the blade, they were as sharp as blades. The red blood mixed with the rainwater flowed to every gap in the floor tiles, and the rain curtain was like iron. It usually presses hard against Blade's body, making him unable to move.

This is the power of immortality. Every drop of rain is like a weight of thousands of kilograms of iron. The continuous rain is like an iron cage, weighing down the blade struggling on the edge of the beast. If If we weren't worried about the truth behind the Cloud Covering Chaos, then every drop of rain could weigh thousands of tons, and even carry the weight of a planet.

From the bottom of his heart, Jiang Fan's murderous intention towards the blade is more like a kind of anger. It is the anger and helplessness of the younger generation who is ineffective and the elders who hate the iron. Even though he and Ying Xing are just acquaintances, they can't stop Jing. Yuan and Dan Feng were both good friends with him. If Ying Xing was really sent to death, Jing Yuan would probably feel sad as well.

He understood that feeling, which was the sadness and emotion of an old friend leaving, as well as a sigh of helplessness, so he chose to keep Ying Xing alive just to stop the loss of friends in Jing Yuan's memory.

Jiang Fan stood in front of the blade, looking at the blood flowing out from the rain and the blade breathing heavily. His robe was torn open by the raindrops, and the dark red blood flowed down the skin into the water. , the blood vessels on his bare arms bulged, with a hoarse roar, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

Kafka remained silent and said nothing. He just raised his umbrella slightly and watched the billions of rain falling from the sky. It seemed that he was well prepared for the current scene and had no intention of stopping it.

Perhaps that is the choice and future in Elio's eyes, but it has nothing to do with Jiang Fan. He does not believe in the so-called fate. Destiny is ridiculous. It is a word that restrains the weak and a reason to elevate the strong. He does not believe in fate. , because he firmly believes that he can step on fate under his feet and laugh at its incompetence.

"I need the truth, the truth about the Fuyun Rebellion, and..." Jiang Fan inevitably paused when he said the man's name, "and the truth about Bai Heng."

Blade remained silent and did not answer. He just tried his best to drag the body that was riddled with holes by the rain and moved forward. He walked very slowly. Every time he moved a little distance, he would be weighed down by the heavy rain curtain. , the dark red blood had already soaked his robe, and the rain mixed with blood covered half of the alley.

"The reproduction of the Mingchi Clan has long been no longer a problem. Dan Feng's idea of ​​using the magic method of transforming dragons to open up another way of reproduction for the Mingchi Clan is impossible. The wars in Xianzhou in the past thousand years have not been fierce, even if the fertile messengers Leading the army to attack Luofu did not achieve any results, but was suppressed by Luofu's army and was unable to move forward. Under the current battle situation, as a short-lived species, you have not yet exhausted your life span, but Bai Heng of the fox tribe is one step ahead of you."

"What is the connection between Bai Heng and Bai Lu? What is the reason why you and Dan Feng created the evil dragon? Is it just to resurrect Bai Heng or for the so-called secret of immortality?"

Jiang Fan lowered his head and looked at him. He could vaguely see Ren's eyes in the blood-like water. There was a hint of sadness in his violent ferocity. It was clear that his current state was that of a furious beast. The emotion of sadness was also How could it appear in his eyes? Could it be that even the most ferocious beast still felt sadness?

"Could it be that...what role does Bai Heng play in your eyes...the secret of immortality...and what is it?" Ren grinned silently, blood and rain sliding down his cheeks, and like Is crying.

"You are the Dragon Lord, so of course you don't care. In your eyes, you see Luofu and Immortal Boat. How can you hold it in..." Ren suddenly stopped talking and remained silent for a long time.

As the iron-like cage was released, his body was empty, and he just let himself kneel down weakly in the blood, lowering his head in silence, looking at himself in the blood puddle... What a messed up man. .Like a completely defeated lion.

"His demon body has faded, and I already have the answer I want." Jiang Fan raised his head and looked in the direction of Alchemy Division, where there were dark clouds and purple lightning roared.

"We will meet again." Kafka suddenly said.

Jiang Fan did not respond, but just looked up at Kafka before leaving, his eyes were intriguing. At this time, the heavy rain that shrouded Taipus suddenly stopped, and raindrops fell on the eaves, like endless threads. His back gradually disappeared from Kafka's field of vision, and the farther he went, the longer his shadow became.

Kafka suddenly took a step forward, and her high heels stepped on Jiang Fan's shadow's shoulder accurately. She turned her head and looked at the silent blade, and breathed out gently.

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"Life is limited. Before I burn out, if I can illuminate Luofu a little more, the people around me will be illuminated a little more. That's all I can do. In my eyes, there is more than just a fairy boat. Someone who needs to be illuminated.”

Chapter 143 Face

The Taizhen Alchemy Room of the Alchemy Division is not far from the long river flowing along the Xingcha Pier, and the faint sound of the surging tide can be heard.

The huge alchemy cauldron stood in the heavy rain, like a skeleton giant, silently supporting the last hope of the King of Medicine's secrets. But as the alchemy cauldron was extinguished, the hot flames symbolizing hope also turned into smoke and dissipated. .

This tall alchemy cauldron used to be the high point symbolizing the power of ancient alchemists. The alchemists forged the cauldron, mixed water and fire, and turned the elixir into elixir nine times. It was completely forgotten and became an ancient legend, and the glory of the alchemists was gone forever.

Xing silently closed his umbrella, and the menacing soldiers of the Yunqi Army were filing in to block the water around the Danding. Torrential rain fell from the sky, and the rising clouds were scattered by the huge raindrops. The sound of rain was as dense as iron. Sound.

The speed at which the Yunqi Army swept away the Yao King's Secret Demon was much faster than she expected. It was only 21 minutes before the fireworks exploded in the sky, and the Yunqi Army moved forward at an unbelievable speed like a sharp spear. , actually in less than half an hour, he tore through the defense line arranged by the King of Medicine.

You must know that the distance from the brown red wooden door of the Alchemy Division to the Taizhen Alchemy Room is not close. Even if she walks quickly and unobstructed, it will take more than half an hour, not to mention those weird-looking demons and demons from the Secret of Medicine King. The alien beasts are all tall and thick, and the muscles on their arms are so strong that they can stand upright like a human being.

I don’t know how these cloud cavalry troops fought all the way, but none of them failed. They were radiant and energetic, as if they had just taken the medicine.

At present, the remaining believers of Alchemy and the King of Medicine's Secret Tradition, who are like turtles in a urn, are guarding the huge alchemy cauldron. The expressions on each person's face are different, including despair, hesitation, disbelief and anger.

No one could have imagined that the brave and loyal Sixth Commander turned out to be an evil disciple who believed in the demon bow. Only Danshu looked around indifferently, taking in the scene in front of him, and remained silent for a long time.

"Surrender Danshu, there are all Yunqi troops outside." Xing raised his head and looked at Danshu, the rain falling from the sky made a crackling sound on the high raised ice wall.

"Why are you always so stubborn? Xianzhou people are pedantic. Don't you short-lived species also long for immortality?" Danshu slowly shook his head, "As long as Jianmu Xuangen wraps around Luofu, Jianmu will glow again. We, the people of the Xianzhou Clan, should look down upon the sea of ​​stars. We are unrivaled. Everyone can attain enlightenment and become an immortal. There are abundant miracles. What a glory that is..."

"Look at the Immortal Boat today. They are willing to be driven by the demon bow. The tribesmen live in wars every day, and they are repeatedly ruined by the rich people. The Ten Kings even forced the Immortal Boat people to give up their immortality. What a ridicule, even the immortality Immortals are also regarded as evil objects by you..."

Xing hesitated for a while: "It is recorded in the Tongjian that for nearly a thousand years, every time they encountered fertile creatures in the sea of ​​stars, the immortal boats were undefeated, with a total of more than 400 great victories. During this period, the Houyhnhnms, WingMakers and the Flesh-Seeing Clans were all defeated. They were even beaten to the point of being almost wiped out by the immortal boat."

"The only time Luofu suffered a heavy blow was when the Order of Fertility suddenly took advantage of the Immortal Order to make General Fei Guang sit in Cangcheng. He attacked Luofu with an arrow from 800 light-years away, and then fled far away... Are you sure you are the current immortal boat? Are you being devastated by Fenggang? Why do I feel that Xianzhou is about to wipe out Fenggang?"

"That's natural." Ao Shuang nodded, with stars twinkling in his eyes, "Lord Longzu led Yunqi to kill the fertile evil creatures when he was young. We, the descendants of the Mingzhu clan, should carry the immortal spear with us. Sweep away the fertile evil things, follow in the footsteps of the Dragon Ancestor, let the immortal dragon's majesty shine on the sea of ​​stars, and let the light of the Dragon Ancestor cover the eight wastelands."

".. Ridiculous... How can the prosperity of the ethnic group be compared with the immortality bestowed by the Merciful Medicine King? The arrival of Jianmu will bring an immortal immortal body. Even the Might-holding Dragon Lord and the generals of the Immortal Boat cannot stop it. ." Danshu clenched the scepter in his hand.

"But... Pharmacist Fengrao was not beaten by Jiang Fan..." Xing blinked.

"Shut up! You talkative fool!" Danshu swung his staff and hit the green bricks on the ground. "When did the light of immortality envelope every immortal boatman? What he protected was only the Vidyadharatha. clan, compared with the selfless and compassionate Medicine King, he is nothing!"

"How dare you! How dare you, a demon secretly passed down by the King of Medicine, speak rudely to the Dragon Ancestor? I think you have a way to kill yourself, General." Ao Shuang's face suddenly darkened, and purple thunder descended in the rain, rumbling. The thunder resounded in all directions.

She has never been interested in the so-called Emperor Gong and Shouwen. Although it sounds a bit treasonous and even disrespectful to the Immortal Boat people, she thinks there is no problem.

Of course the Emperor's Bow is very powerful, and the hunting star god deserves to be worshiped and respected by the people of the Immortal Boat, but she feels that the Dragon Ancestor is even more powerful, whether it is unforgettable love, countless legends, or those achievements that are remembered.

At first she thought that evildoers like Danshu should be handed over to the Ten Kings of Luofu for trial, but now she changed her mind. Whether it was Danshu's arrogance or the sarcasm in her words, it was like a needle pricking her. How could a mere demon in her skin know the painstaking efforts of the Dragon Ancestor...

Ao Shuang stepped towards Danshu in the rolling thunder and violent storm. Her long armor was flying in the strong wind. The dragon-scale armor collided with each other and made a crisp echo. The ice-blue pupils were filled with light like molten iron. She did not It is necessary to persuade Danshu to turn back and make the right decision. There is no need to tell her truths that she does not want to believe. To use your words to influence the enemy is a plot in a cartoon, not what is needed at the moment.

She is the Dragon Lord of the Yaoqing Immortal Boat and a general under the Dragon Ancestor. She only needs to crush it with absolute power. As long as she kills the sinner in front of her who spreads slanderous remarks, everything will be self-defeating. .

Before she even got close to Danshu, the shrill thunder light had already enveloped Dandingsi and all the surrounding areas. The sky was filled with frost mixed with torrential rain, and the purple thunder danced like a python.

"Huan Hu! The secret of Medicine King has been accomplished. Jian Mu was reborn and the star core exploded. Now it's time for the Lord of Extermination to fulfill his promise! Huan Hu!" Dan Shu covered his face as the wind and frost from the sky hit his face.

"Lord of Destruction? The Destruction Order that I once killed with a stick?" Xing said subconsciously.

March 200th glanced at her and said yes, yes, he was beaten to death by your rule stick. He said in his heart that the death of the Lord of Extinction had nothing to do with you. It was just that you acted as the driver. You rushed to the scene at a speed of 40 miles, but before you could do anything, the tires of the car were melted. It took less than seconds from the appearance to the end. To say that you are a passerby is flattering you.

"Oh? Did my benefactor kill the Lord of Destruction, the Lord of Destruction?" Tingyun walked up behind Xing with light steps, and the heat from his words hit Xing's neck, making it numb.

"Oh, it turns out that person is the Lord of Extermination, the Messenger of Destruction." Xing said lightly, "He can fight me for three rounds, so he has some strength."

Pooh! March 7 turned his head and didn't dare to look at Xing. He said to himself that the expressions Jiang Fan and Uncle Yang showed were awesome and the loneliness of masters, but your face was just pretentious, but I didn't think it was awesome after seeing it. , but I think you deserve a beating.