Revival of the Gods

"Om~"

When Xiao Hua was surprised, the Qingyu case screamed under the green willow, and the fragrance dew that had been slowly condensing before took shape.

After waiting for more than a month, Xianglu's image was finally completed.

Xiao Hua raised his hand and took the image. Before he could get the fragrance, the sapphire case shook again. Above the green willows, the light and shadow of billions of stars poured down like water, and another fragrance began to condense!

"Haha~"

Xiao Hua looked at the incense dew in his hand and laughed, "Isn't this a legendary cornucopia?"

"I just don't know if this fragrance is the same as the real one?"

As he said, Xiao Hua sat cross-legged in the hollow tree hole in the green willow, opened his mouth and swallowed the incense dew into his abdomen, ready to start refining according to the method left by caring for Shiming.

However, when the fragrance enters the body, there is no need for Xiao Hua to activate the secret technique. The fragrance immediately turns into wisps of clouds and disperses towards the statue of Xiao Hua's mind and spirit, and there is even a glimmer of Xia Yun on the scars in Xiao Hua's body. put out!

"Haha, Xiao is a mind, not a body~"

Xiao Hua woke up and laughed again, and said, "Moreover, there is dew fragrance in Xiao Mou's body. This fragrance can be absorbed immediately after entering the body, which stimulates the previous dew fragrance to achieve the purpose of repairing the soul!"

Seeing Luxiang aroused the vision in the body, Xiao Hua knew that this was his chance, and he immediately urged Tai Chi to return to Yuan Lu...

When Xiao Hua concentrated on cultivating, the Kuiwei domain under the Chi Emperor’s jurisdiction was a place where there seemed to be no heaven and no earth, and a huge bamboo joint that ran across the north and south like an iridescent. An overlap has different colors, but all the colors are superimposed together to give a light blue cloud.

The bamboo joints of the number of days in the great Zhou Dynasty rotate individually, driving the surging clouds, and each bamboo joint is like a small thousand world, with countless pavilions faintly visible.

Just in the center of the three hundred and sixty bamboo joints, a seemingly ordinary bamboo sticks solitary in the void.

And when it gets closer, the bamboo has long since turned into a mountain peak, with halls and pavilions everywhere.

On the top of the mountain, in a pale blue hall, Patriarch Nangongxun stood on the high platform with a dull look on his face, looked at a disciple who had just flown in under the high platform, and said, "Is it the Lou Xia Lou's master who is going to cry?"

"No, it's not~"

Seeing sweat on his forehead, the disciple whispered, "It's Zhang Qiming, the special envoy of Xiaoxia Tower!"

"It's just a special envoy, want to see me too?"

Nangongxun said sternly, "Is the previous command you heard from your ears?"

"Patriarch~"

The disciple argued, "The disciple knows your order. It's not the owner of the twelfth floor of the Fifth City, nor the owner of a famous family, but this is Xiaoxia Tower..."

"Xiaoxia Tower will not work either!"

Nangongxun didn’t wait for the disciple to finish, and waved his hand. “Just tell Zhang Qiming that Nangong Shiru is dead, and the team he led has also fallen. No matter who Xiaoxialou died in the Red Cliff small world, he will follow My Nangong family has nothing to do!"

Seeing that the disciple answered and went out, an old man standing under the high platform lightly coughed and said, "Patriarch, there is also a goose book here..."

"Whose is this again?"

There was a blush on Nangongxun's face, and he cursed in a low voice, "Sent to you?"

"Yao Family in Qucheng~"

The old man took out the goose book. This goose book is different from the ordinary goose book, but it is red. The old man said, "Their disciple Yao Yu fell in the Red Cliff Little Heaven, according to the surviving Taiqing Tianxian..."

"No need to say!"

Nangongxun waved his hand weakly, "Elder Cheng, what does the Yao family want to do?"

"They asked us to return Yao Yu's body to them~"

Elder Cheng's face also showed bitterness, and said, "We also need to give the Yao family an explanation!"

"Say, say~"

Nangongxun finally couldn't help it, and roared, "What do they want to say? In the past two thousand years, hundreds of families have come over to say something, what can I say?"

"There are also corpses. They know that they were eaten as blood food by the dragons. How can I return them to them?"

Said Nangongxun raised his hand and patted in the void!

"Boom~"

The void exploded, and pieces of space fragments splashed up like ice ball.

Then, Nangongxun raised his hand and "brushed", a red light fell on the corner of the hall.

"Oh, oh~"

A ghost cry and wolf howl sounded in the corner, and then, Nangong Zixu's voice came, "Patriarch please spare your life, Patriarch please spare your life!"

As Nangongxun raised his hand, a **** figure flew over.

At this time, Nangong Zixu is not so much a human figure, but a humanoid silhouette of flesh and blood. Nangong Zixu is flying in the air, where is the appearance of ordinary Confucianism?

Not to mention that there is no common Confucian costume, that is, even human skin is not seen. On the only flesh and blood, there are huge bloodstains. Within the bloodstains, there are dense bones visible to the naked eye.

This is not a big deal. Within the bloodstain, there are blue clouds slowly drilling through the flesh and blood like silk, and the flesh and blood are corroding in the clouds. Even if Elder Cheng sees these, he can't help but bow his head. ,Can not bear to look!

Nangong Xun's **** flicked, and a blue cloud shot into Nangong Zixu's body like an arrow, "Ah~~" Nangong Zixu screamed.

"Damn~"

Nangongxun cursed fiercely, "How on earth did you confuse Shiru? You made him commit such a big mistake!"

"Patriarch~"

Nangongzi Xucheng pleaded with fear, "The disciple has said it countless times, it is the young master who makes his own claim, and the disciple did not confuse him at all!"

"That's your disadvantage!"

Nangongxun scolded again, "You won't stop him?"

"Besides, the people who went to Hongya with Shiru are dead, why are you still alive?"

"If you don't come back, how could my Nangong family be so passive?"

"Why don't you die in Red Cliff!!!"

"Patriarch, Patriarch~"

Seeing that Nangongxun was about to torture Nangong Zixu again, Elder Cheng hurriedly laughed and said, "This is Xiao Hua's trick!"

"He deliberately asked Nangong Zixu to come back to report the news, just to plant the hatred of those dead Taiqing Tianxians on our Nangong family. Don't be fooled!"

"Huh~"

Hearing this, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Nangong Xun coldly snorted, "I'm fooled! I don't know who was fooled. I got this information and sent the team to Red Cliff immediately!"

When Elder Cheng heard this, his face turned red, and he whispered: "The Patriarch was in retreat at that time, and the old man happened to take turns. Hearing the fall of the poetry and the soul, how can the old man be able to bear it?"

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