Fairyland, big problem

[Elf Paradise, there is a big problem] 【】

The sea water is clear, and the slight waves break the reflected moonlight into scattered light spots, which look small when viewed closely, but quite spectacular when viewed from a distance.

The condition of the sea area is changeable, and few people dare to set foot in the depths. At this time, there is a pleasure boat riding the waves up and down, and the music echoes under the bright moon along with the turbulent night wind.

Listen carefully to the content of the music, the style of opera and libretto is obvious.

Sometimes gold and iron horses, thousands of miles on the battlefield;

Sometimes soft intestines and knots, red makeup on the mirror.

Closing your eyes seems to cater to the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and Linshui Theater.

But the current scene is indeed at sea, and the flower boats for actors, literati and scholars to enjoy and listen to music cannot withstand the wind and waves at sea.

No, a big wave hits ahead, and if it is an ordinary painting boat with elegant pavilions and high platforms with cornices, it will surely capsize in the face of such waves.

However, the painting boat slid up to the top of the huge waves as if it had no weight, and then smoothly descended to the regular waterline.

The opera tunes and libretto did not shake at all, and they still acted out big and small dramas on their own.

Life is like a play, and the world is like a play, let’s listen to this song, thousands of mountains and rivers are just a stage, and all living beings are small roles...

On the stage on the top floor of the painting boat, a slender and ethereal figure danced back and forth, with swaying sleeves and fluttering skirts, singing a joke about the ups and downs of the world.

There is a black shadow protruding in the sea, and the evil thing that was born here knows the boat, and has the meaning of retreat from the heart.

On the painting boat, the evil psychic powers performed brilliantly one after another, but their ranks were really frightening, and ordinary evil things dared not show any disrespect.

If heaven and earth were a stage, there would be only the painting boat, and only the flower performers on the painting workshop would be the protagonists.

This artistic conception of joking about the world with an elegant figure was quickly broken, and there were not only painted boats in the water, sky and moon, but also a dilapidated black-covered boat.

Elegant on the one hand, rough on the other, pale in comparison.

The figure holding the scull pole at the bow is wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, which fits perfectly with the black-covered boat.

The evil creatures in the sea sensed the evil psionic energy on the black-covered boat, and knew that the figures on the boat were of the same kind, so they hurriedly sent soul messages there.

Don't lean over it, it's Lord Evil God's boat!

Cthulhu?

The figure holding the black-covered boat stopped moving, and the boat also stood still.

The bamboo hat was raised slightly, revealing a face full of bronze color below.

It also responds:

The Lord Evil God you are talking about is 'Madame Qiansi', right?

Don't call Lord Evil God by his name!

Yes, yes!

The shark-like monster in the water quickly waved its fins.

They knew that 'Mrs. Qiansi' had only reappeared in the world not long ago, and that she was bound to turn the world upside down and bring many benefits to the evil creatures. They were full of admiration in their hearts.

The boatman was slightly pensive, with deep-set eye sockets, no waves could be seen in his eyes:

I just went to 'Madam Qiansi' to ask for some ways to practice.

After all, the awning boat swung its scull again, and headed towards the painting boat under the surprised eyes of other evil creatures.

After a long time, the two evil creatures in the sea came back to their senses.

What did that guy just say?

To ask for advice on how to practice?

It sounds similar to the Sower.

Its aura is at least that of the upper stage evil spirit, so it wouldn't be too abrupt to go to 'Madam Qiansi'.

Maybe it's an admirer of 'Madame Qiansi' who wants to bow down under the skirt of Mrs. Evil God. valley

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Hehehe, if I have the strength, I would also like to, but I went purely to seek death...

The discussions of the evil creatures flooded away with the tide, and the awning boat was already approaching the boat.

The crystal white silk thread is like a spider web,

Floating with the night wind.

It seems extremely inconspicuous and easy to be ignored, but in fact, the supreme evil psionic energy floating in the silk thread will not be ignored by any evil things and dark-suppressors.

The inextricable veins symbolize warnings to stay away.

Coir raincoat Xiesha slightly raised his finger and drew a complex magic symbol. The silk thread seemed to be blown by the vertical airflow, and made way for a passage to both sides.

The 'Mrs. Qiansi' who was singing on the stage felt something, wanted to wave away the evil thing, but also realized that the origin of the symbol was not simple, so she continued to hum the libretto, only waiting for the comers to take their seats.

The figure in coir raincoat stepped on the steps to the stage on the top floor of the painting boat, and found a seat at the front. Before sitting down, he took off the bamboo hat on his head and stood with his arms crossed.

"What's the matter here?"

"I want to ask 'Madam Qiansi' for advice."

"Um?"

Pale palms protruded from the sleeves, posing a horizontal posture, and the music stopped behind him.

In the entire stage, from the music team to the various characters, only "Madam Qiansi" is an independent evil, and the rest are all appendages of magic.

"What did you say?"

"I want to come and ask 'Madam Qiansi' about the way of practice."

Facing the evil-type psionic power of the highest-level evil god, Coir raincoat Xiesha did not show the slightest discomfort. After all, his origin is far-reaching and stronger than that of 'Madam Qiansi'.

'Madam Qiansi' has a thousand-year history, and is considered one of the most experienced existences in the echelon of the ancient evil gods.

Coir raincoat Xiesha knew very well that the reason why 'Madame Qiansi' was able to recover was not that the self-suppressors were not killed thoroughly enough, the main reason was that it had not been to District 6.

Any evil god who dared to step into District 6 more than a thousand years ago was already dealt with by the coir raincoat Xiesha's body as a training object.

"Why did you ask me for advice?"

'Madam Qiansi' could feel that the evil spirit in front of her had a lot of origins, and guessed which evil spirit was derived from it, but she didn't take it to heart.

In terms of seniority, 'Bone Dragon Yu' has to be called a sister.

Coir raincoat Xie Sha pondered for a while, "After I become an evil god, I must challenge a very strong opponent. I can only survive with it, and prove which side's way is correct."

"Your opponent is strong enough to ask me for advice?"

'Madam Qiansi' pulled up her sleeves to cover her smiling mouth, raised her eyebrows slightly, and her black and white eyes were full of ups and downs.

"Yes." Coir raincoat Xiesha gave an affirmative answer, "It takes an evil god with a thousand-year qualification to let me try it out."

"Hahahaha..." The sharp and high-pitched laughter is as gorgeous as the queen who proclaims the emperor in an opera.

'Madam Qiansi' smiled, "Yes, you will become an interesting puppet. Before you challenge me, do you know the strongest magic appendage under my hand?"

"Evil God level?"

"Yes, the evil god 'Bone Dragon Yu'."

'Madam Qiansi' seems to be promoting her own artwork in a high-profile manner, with her elegant neck raised slightly like a swan.

"Do you think you can compete with 'Bone Dragon Yu'? If you can't even beat the magic appendage, how can you be qualified to be on my stage?"

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There was a gleam of clarity in the bronze-colored eyes, and the coir raincoat replied evilly, "The 'Skeletal Dragon Yu' raging in District 5 is fake, it's just a patchwork of sutures."

The boat fell into silence for a long time, and a musician played the guqin, and the rhythm was full of chilling tunes.

"Even if you cover it up well, you are nothing more than a fake evil god. How dare you provoke me."

'Madam Qiansi' spoke again, holding a gray silk thread in her hand, faintly intending to make a move.

"Pseudo-evil god?" Coir raincoat Xiesha slightly opened his posture, "I am not a false evil god, and a false evil god is a major misunderstanding on the path of evil things to advance..."