Why go down the mountain? "
Princess Yunyue pursed her red lips: "My master told me not to let me go down the mountain."
Yan Qi grabbed Princess Yunyue's wrist and said, "It's not easy for me to see you once. Come with me down the mountain to have some wine and chat? Okay?"
"this……"
Yunyue hesitated.
Yan Qi blew into her ear: "From now on, we are destined to be destined to be together, don't you cherish the hard-won date now?"
Yunyue raised her red lips: "Who wants to date you?"
Yan Qidao: "You make a date with me."
Yunyue's eyes were sly: "What do you do on dates?"
"What are you doing? Chattering..." Yan Qi smiled evilly.
Yunyue drew out her sword and placed it on Yan Qi's neck: "Bad guy, I knew you had bad intentions. You must be trying to do something dirty."
Yan Qi looked innocent: "Talk about ideals and imagine the future. Is this considered a dirty thing?"
Yunyue's eyes widened: "Are you so pure?"
Yan Qi seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Then where did you think about it? Princess Yunyue, you are too impure. How can a girl have such wild imaginations?"
"screw you."
Yunyue danced her sword: "I can't beat you in a bickering, but you don't dare to compete with me in a swordsmanship contest, right?"
Yan Qi didn't dare to move: "How about fighting and killing on a romantic moonlit night? Yunyue, just follow me and let's have a last date? Okay?"
Yunyue's heart was filled with excitement, but she still persisted: "I don't want it, the master won't let me go down the mountain."
"Oh well."
Yan Qi pretended to be pitiful and walked down the mountain with a slumped head, looking back three times every step.
Yunyue closed her eyes, her eyes filled with reluctance.
This farewell, but we will never see each other again.
The dangers in the Piaomiao Palace are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Thinking of this farewell and the long-distance meeting with Yan Qi, tears welled up in Yunyue's eyes.
Yan Qi recited a poem: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed. There are two pairs of shoes on the floor. I raise my head to look at the bright moon and lower my head to tear off my clothes."
"Puff!"
Yunyue laughed after hearing this.
Smiling and laughing, Yunyue cried again.
Because this poem has a story.
This is a crooked poem written by Yan Qi when the pair of mandarin ducks, Yan Qi and Yun Yue, met for the first time.
In this situation, recalling the past, there is no feeling of farewell.
Yan Qi looked back and waved to Yunyue who was crying and laughing: "I'm leaving, little darling, we'll see you in the next life."
Yunyue can't bear it anymore
In response to Yan Qi's excitement, he jumped up and flew in front of Yan Qi.
Yan Qi looked at Yunyue with hazy eyes: "What are you doing?"
Yunyue pursed her red lips: "Go down the mountain."
Yan Qidao: "Going down the mountain? Why?"
Yunyue blushed and gave Yan Qi a hard look: "Is it okay to go on a date?"
"Hahaha."
Yan Qi suddenly laughed and hugged Princess Yunyue: "Really? Didn't you say that your master won't let you date me?"
Yunyue said, "Master won't know if I don't tell."
"Hehe, Yunyue really gave me face.
"Don't be complacent, hurry down the mountain, otherwise, my master will catch you, let alone a date, you will be chopped into pieces."
"Let's go."
"Where are we going?"
"Yulin Villa."
…
The mortal immortal carried the Eight Kings as if they were carrying a dead dog, almost riding the wind, and returned to the Yusong Forest.
boom!
The Eight Kings were thrown hard against the rocks, grinning in pain.
His brain was bleeding from the fall. It was so pitiful.
Fanchen flew up and kicked a spiritual tablet: "Open your dog eyes and see what is written on it."
The Eight Kings read: "A bitch in the mortal world, a dog in the camp of flies."
Fanchen was furious and kicked another token: "Look again, what is this?"
The Eight Kings said: "A true immortal in the mortal world will remain in stench for thousands of years."
The mortal world is angry and anxious.
A sword cut off the eight kings' hair.
Eight Kings' scalp was cut and bleeding.
"Immortal, have mercy on me."
The Eight Kings hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.
Fanchen Zhenxian's eyes were cold and stern: "You dare to humiliate me like this. Besides death, is there any other way out? Do you really think that we, the people of Piaomiao Palace, dare not do anything to members of the royal family? Eighth King, you have done all the bad things today. , even if I break the rules and kill you, so what?"
The Eight Kings were in pain and confused: "I didn't scold the immortal."
The mortal immortal roared angrily: "The token is here, how dare you say you didn't scold me?"
The Eight Kings looked at the spirit tablet and looked surprised: "Father's bitch, fly camp dog, who is Fanchen? I don't know, which path does Fanchen live in? Why have I never heard of it?"
"ah?"
When the True Immortal Fanchen heard this, he was stunned on the spot: "You don't know that my name is Fanchen?"
The Eighth Prince was so anxious that he almost cried: "I don't know, and you didn't tell me. I just know that you are an immortal from Piaomiao Palace. Besides, how can I know that you are a true immortal in the mortal world?"
The mortal immortal understood immediately.
It's over.
Got cheated.
The Eight Kings are innocent.
The person who wrote the spiritual tablet was someone else.
Since the spiritual tablet is fake, then the guard in blue must also be in disguise.
"Damn it!"
Fanchen was also confused and gnashed his teeth with hatred: "Who is cursing me? Who? Who is it? He actually knows my name."
The Eight Kings are so pitiful.
He cried loudly: "I said it wasn't me, but you insist on beating me and killing so many of my people? Where did I offend you?"
"Last time, I wasn't the one who fired arrows in Yusong Forest. You have to rely on me to fix me. How innocent am I?"
"This time, are you relying on me again? Did I provoke you? Wow, have you tortured me so badly? You have to give me an explanation, right? Can you just bully others?"
Of course the mortal immortal understands that the Eight Kings are innocent.
The one who really made fun of him was someone else.
Because since the Eight Kings don’t even know who they are in the mortal world, how could they write them on the spiritual tablets?
Moreover, the fire that burned the Yusong Forest a few days ago must have been caused by someone else.
It seemed that the Eight Kings were really wronged in this matter.
The mortal immortal looked at the crying Eight Kings and said coldly: "Get out!"
The Eighth Prince was surprised: "Just let me... let me go? You bullied me, wronged me, and didn't give me an explanation?"
"You still want to explain?"
The real immortal in mortal world waved his sword: "How many dirty things have you done in these years? Do you think I don't know about it? You colluded with the evil forces in Piaomiao Palace and destroyed the Dragon Vein of Great China. Do you think I don't know about it? These evil things you have done will be destroyed." If you cut it into pieces, would it be wrong to accuse you?"
When the Eight Kings heard this, they trembled and did not dare to respond.
He didn't expect that the mortal immortal would actually know these secrets.
The Eight Kings were about to roll away.
He Luo flew over and said, "Master Fanchen, something bad has happened. Something bad has happened."
The mortal immortal looked at He Luo warily: "What's the big deal?"
He Luo looked anxious: "I saw Sister Yunyue being kidnapped and ran away by Yan Qi."
"What? Yan Qi went up the mountain?"
When Fanchen heard this, he suddenly understood the truth of the matter.
"Okay, everything is Yan Qi's fault. Yan Qi does these things just to distract me! Yan Qi, you bullied me too much."
When the Eighth Prince heard this, he suddenly realized. He lowered his feet and stood up, grinned, and cursed: "Yan Qi, it turns out you framed me. I, fuck, are your eight generations of ancestors."
