Rumble——
The clouds are thick and layer upon layer, as if there is a thick layer of stormy waves on the sky, making a sound like water.
Waves turned into clouds swept around, filling the sky and the earth. Thousands of drums inside sounded at the same time, one sound after another, resounding through the sky.
The horns were whimpering and the war drums were majestic. Under the solemn voices of the crowd, majestic figures appeared from the clouds, wearing armor and holding swords, silent and motionless, filled with murderous intent.
Fang Longye was in the treasure map, looking from a distance. I saw bright helmets, shining halberds, and fluttering flags.
On the flag, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks are outlined, and so on, the murderous intent is fierce and unstoppable.
The battle flags are like clouds, the soldiers are like rain, covering the surrounding areas, and the cold air is rising into the sky, reaching thousands of feet away, dyeing the whole place with a layer of cold and murderous intent.
Xiao Sha was cold to the core.
It is the heavenly soldiers and generals under the command of Heavenly Court who have descended here to clear away the filthy atmosphere under their feet.
"Huh-what a huge battle!"
In the treasure map, Fang Longye clapped his hands and exclaimed. It was obvious that these were just vanguards and vanguards.
The real soldiers are still behind!
"I just don't know how the concierge Uncle Qin will deal with it!"
After thinking about it, Fang Longye raised his eyes and signaled. Qingli immediately understood, took out the immortal wine and wine utensils, and poured wine for him.
Fang Longye took the wine bottle and drank slowly like the old beggar beside him, watching the drama that was about to be performed with great interest.
…
When the heavenly soldiers and generals appear.
There is a treasure palace in a Xumi space of Yuanyang Immortal Sect.
Clouds dwell on it, the frost has not yet fallen, and the crystal is white.
The small window is half open, and the beauty is natural, hanging to the ground, brilliant and exquisite.
The faint water light is dense, like moonlight, like water light, like the color of snow.
The bamboos everywhere are covered with rain, and the screen is stained green.
The mountain breeze is like water, and the bright moon passes through the window, leaving the ground full of jade.
Silence, deepness, clouds rising and falling.
There was an old man, four feet tall, with a plain appearance, a gray beard, a bald head and a slight hunchback on his back.
He was dressed in black, sitting on the cloud couch, above the top door, black air was like clouds, stacked on top of each other, showing a strange color.
In it, brilliant gold fills the air, the seal characters appear and disappear, and there is a faint murmur, telling many crooked principles, revealing strange changes, and the meaning of controlling people's hearts.
The old man remained silent and placed one step lower under his cloud couch, with a throne on the left and right. On each of them, there is a beautiful woman sitting upright.
Both of them looked like they were in their mid-twenties.
Each has its own temperament.
The one on the left is tall and wearing a palace skirt. She has a cool temperament, but her figure is not completely slender. She is relatively plump and has a cool style.
The other one on the right is slender and armored, with an aloof look on her face. She has a strong figure and looks like a female war goddess.
Beside them stood twenty or thirty beauties of various styles, arranged neatly according to the rules.
The lolita is gentle and the royal sister is charming.
Between everyone's eyebrows, there is a Taoist seal script imprinted directly on them.
The word "slave" indicates their identity.
On the carpet in the hall, knelt down was a young woman with the same slave mark on her eyebrows, but her temperament was different.
Quite a plump taste.
Beauty Lihua was in tears, with a face of shame, and she sobbed in a low voice: "Both sisters, it is Yinnu's fault that Qin Lang caused such a disaster."
The beautiful woman in the palace dress had a gloomy look on her face, but she didn't speak. The slender and armored beautiful woman had an angry look on her face and scolded her coldly.
"Hmph! A fool who only has flesh but no brains. He just wants to have fun. He didn't even take the trouble to find out the background of the green turtle in his family. Now it's better! I have incurred such enemies for my master~"
"Sister Ming, not to mention the Nu family, even the turtle man named Zhao doesn't know that he has an uncle alive!"
Seeing that she was still willing to defend herself, this beautiful woman with slender body and armor suddenly changed her expression and ordered: "Xiaoli, go and give her fifty thumbs up to make her understand the rules of our Qin family."
At that moment, a bright young girl with bright eyes and white teeth walked out beside her, gave a slight salute, and was about to carry out the second lady's order.
"Okay! If a disaster is imminent, don't worry about it too much."
The old man, who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, thinking about countermeasures, opened his eyes, a bright light emerged, and waved his hand to stop him casually.
The slender and armored beautiful woman, the nominal second wife, immediately looked horrified when she saw her master speaking. She quickly got up and knelt down to admit her mistake, "Master, I was a slave who didn't think carefully. Please forgive me."
There is no trace of aloofness on his face.
The old man waved his hand, motioning for him to stand up, and said, "You are dedicated to me, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that he had regained his composure, the beautiful woman in the palace dress beside him turned her beautiful eyes and asked, "Does the master already have a countermeasure?"
The old man immediately took his eldest wife in his arms and said with a wry smile: "This is an army from heaven, how can there be any countermeasures?"
"Then what should we do?" The beautiful woman in the palace dress leaned into his arms, her brows furrowed and her face full of sadness.
"It doesn't matter!" The old man chuckled loudly, with a relaxed look on his face.
"In my life, I have had such opportunities, witnessed many wonderful things, played with countless beauties, and enjoyed unimaginable bliss. That's enough! Let me ask, even among those big shots, how many people can compare to me? So happy?"
"Just like Yinnu's husband's great-uncle, what's the use of becoming a big shot? Isn't the descendant just a green-haired turtle, willing to watch his own women and let me play with them?"
"Hahaha! In their eyes, I can't be punished for my crime. But someone like me, who comes from a lowly background, can make you, the fairies above me, fall in love with you, and I will die without any regrets!"
"master!"
"Qin Lang!"
"Owner!"
Seeing his expression of emotion, all the girls burst into tears.
"Women! Are you willing to follow this bad old man like me and meet this visitor from heaven for a while?" Qin Shou stood up and shouted loudly as he rolled up his sleeves.
His short stature was as tall as Mount Tai in the eyes of the girls.
“Dang Cang——” The second lady, who was slender and clad in armor, poured herself a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and then threw the glass to the ground. He immediately knelt down and worshiped his master.
"I am willing to die with you!"
Even Yinnu wiped the tears from her face, bowed down Yingying, and said firmly: "I would rather be a slave of the Qin family than the wife of the Zhao family."
All the beauties immediately knelt down and worshiped, and shouted in unison: "I am willing to follow Master/Qin Lang to the underworld, and we will live and die together!"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Qin Shou laughed wildly, his eyes turning red, "They are indeed the good slaves I raised!"
"Let's go, come with me, master, and meet this visitor from heaven! This will save the distinguished guests from becoming impatient~"
…
clang--
The bells rang, echoing with a strange feeling.
On his own territory, he took full advantage of the geographical advantage and competed with the trumpets, bells and drums in the heavenly soldiers' camp, calming the panic of the Yuanyang sect members.
The sky is filled with great vocal music, and the five-color haze is everywhere. It is different from the ethereal, refined, solemn and exciting performance of ordinary fairy music.
Under the melodious sound, there are all obscene words and erotic songs sung in a low voice, interpreting the joy of bliss.
In the treasure map, Fang Longye was refreshed and came out!
The real owner is finally coming out!
I just don’t know what kind of respect this old immortal Ju Yang has?
The gloomy black and green air rises, then falls, one after another, permeating the mountains, in front of the forest, under the rocks, and in the water.
The lights are shining together, and they are clustered together, forming a lotus flower.
The color of black and green is swaying.
A vague shadow appeared at the bottom, with its mouth open and howling. There were fears, sorrows, greed, joy, lust, etc., etc., very complicated, and weatherproof.
A treasure sedan chair, decorated with pearls and flowers, is extremely gorgeous. One hundred and eight beauties stood in front of and on both sides, playing drums, harps, shengxiao, and singing softly.
Qing Li and Ao Ying looked red with embarrassment after listening to all kinds of obscene lyrics and songs.
Thirty-two beautiful women, dressed in fine attire, carried the square sedan chair with their heads held high and their brows full of smiles, looking like they were honored.
The sedan curtain shook, and in the precious sedan, a beautiful woman rolled up the curtain with bare hands, revealing a short old man.
It is Qin Shou, the old immortal of Juyang.
I saw him smiling brightly, patting the butt of the roller-curtain beauty next to him as a reward, then stood up and walked out, standing in the air.
Facing the overlapping sea of clouds, he raised his hands and laughed loudly: "But I don't know which immortal king or general is coming? Qin is being polite!"
The tall figure exudes awe-inspiring power. For a time, the glory of these heavenly soldiers and generals who formed the dragnet was dimmed.
No momentum at all.
A few moments.
A gentle yet firm voice responded from the sea of clouds:
"Tianting Zhenwu, I have met Master Yuanyang."
(End of chapter)
