Wang Fuyao?
The only daughter of Wang Haoran, the prefect of Anyang County in Jinghe, was born to be the morning star. The Wang Fuyao who could make the gods sit in the clouds and listen to her tell her grievances and injustices?
That Wang Fuyao who was destined to be among the immortals, standing on the clouds of the ninth heaven, looking down on all living beings with dignity?
That...Wang Fuyao whose name he secretly stole?
Wang Xiaotai froze slightly, feeling embarrassed that he was caught stealing on a dark and windy night but was caught with open fire.
She turned around involuntarily and took a closer look at the smiling girl in front of her.
Her facial features are exquisite, her eyebrows are bright, and there is an awe-inspiring heroic spirit between her eyebrows. Her skin is fair, and there is no trace of suffering on her face.
Wang Fuyao blinked her eyes, and the warm sunshine reflected in her black and white eyes like a small star that would never go out.
"The green dragon just now had no spiritual energy fluctuations on it. It was probably just a phantom. You guys are pretty good at arranging it."
She looked at Wang Xiaotai without fear, "What a coincidence, my common name is Wang Fuyao, you should be the Empress Fuyao on the immortal selection book?
"Actually, I originally wanted to use my own name as a Taoist name, but it skyrocketed to 90,000 miles. This is the name my father gave me.
"But then someone told me that there was already a Fuyao Empress in the world, so I took another Taoist name and called her Ciyun.
“Compassion is like a cloud, covering the world.
“I’ve always wanted to get to know you, Empress Fuyao.
"I just don't know what your real name is?
"Is it also called Fuyao?
"That's such a coincidence."
Unfortunately.
Wang Xiaomo lowered her head slightly, thinking silently, not knowing how to face Wang Fuyao.
They are all people who came out of Jinghe River. They are the last fellow villagers in the world. They should be the people who can understand each other best in the world. They share the same hatred and the same fate. They should walk together.
She is who she wants to be.
How to face her?
What to say?
What action should be taken?
How should I pretend to be calm and calm?
"Fellow?"
Wang Fuyao took another step closer, looked at Wang Xiaotai's lowered eyes and fluttering eyelashes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled softly.
Wang Xiaotai raised his eyes and looked at her blankly. Her smile was very warm, and when she looked at herself, it was like a freshly dried quilt, covering her softly.
Her appearance instantly changed Wang Xiaotai from the strategizing Fuyao Empress to the stable Wang Xiaotai.
The ordinary Wang Xiaomo.
"Little moss.
"My name is Wang Xiaotai.
"Shaanzhou, Jinghe, Anding, Wang Xiaotai.
"Humanity is always auspicious, fellow Taoist, may you make a fortune."
Wang Xiaotai raised her face, looked into her eyes, and said softly.
"Are you Wang Xiaotai?
"That Wang Xiaotai from Jinghe Ding'an!"
Wang Fuyao's eyes lit up, an incredible expression appeared on his face, his hair swayed, he stepped forward and took Wang Xiaotai's hand, "I am also from Jinghe, we are fellow villagers!"
When a fellow countryman sees a fellow countryman, his eyes should naturally burst into tears.
Wang Fuyao took Wang Xiaotai's hand and said, "When you were on Mount Tai to plead grievances for the 600,000 people living in Jinghe River, I was at the foot of the mountain. When you were beating the heavenly drum and knocking on the gate of heaven, I was also at the foot of the mountain.
"At that time, I was planning to go up the mountain to beat the heavenly drums and knock on the heavenly gate to avenge injustice, but I didn't expect you to arrive before me.
"Xiao Tai, has it been hard on this journey?
“There should be only two of us left in the entire Jinghe River.
“Let’s be together from now on!
"How about it?
"Find Qiantang together, and kill it together!"
The moment Wang Xiaotai and Wang Fuyao's eyes met, Wang Xiaotai could hear the wind gently blowing the broken hair around her ears, could feel the warmth of the sun on her body, and could also smell the faint indescribable smell on Wang Fuyao's body. aroma.
Her heart beat weakly and slowly under such intense gaze.
After a long, long time, she could still remember Wang Fuyao's hand reaching out to her. Her eyes seemed to be hotter than the sun, like a small flame that instantly burned a hole in her heart. , a lot of hot liquid flowed out from there, flowing all over the body.
She couldn't help but hold onto the hand that looked warm and strong, with a hint of sword cocoon.
This temperature kept her warm for many years to come.
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After the trip to Dingzhou, the Tao Immortal Society compiled dramatic stories for the gods who shone brightly during the trip, spreading them across the Nine Continents and attracting more believers for them.
The story between Jin Bei Jing and Guan Dadao is very simple. Force defeats force. Guan Dadao is proud of his ancestral sword and relies on his martial arts to dominate.
Jin Bei Jing was also unambiguous and directly competed with him in mortal swordsmanship.
They competed for three rounds in total, and Guan Dadao was naturally defeated in every round. From then on, he was sincerely convinced and willing to worship him as his teacher.
Jin Beijing also made it clear that since he has become his disciple, if Guan Dadao still bullies men and dominates women in the future, he will personally execute him and cut off Guan Dadao's hands and feet so that he will never be able to lift a knife.
The name of this play is "Northern Whale Fights with the Broadsword". The main promotion is Jin Beijing's superb figure and handsome face, as well as his thunderbolt skills and compassionate heart.
The story between Lord Guangshen and Zheng Liu is also very simple.
Zheng Liu was a habitual thief. Lord Guangshen fell into a dream first and told him a series of great principles in Zheng Liu's dream.
Zheng Liu sneered at these words, and yelled that he didn't believe there would be any retribution for stealing. He felt that his stealing skills were absolutely unmatched, and told Guangshen to get out of here.
If it were Jin Bei Jing, Zheng Liu would have been arrested and beaten long ago, but Master Guangshen could still listen with a smile and not refute.
Zheng Liu thought that Guangshen would let him go like this, but he didn't expect that Lord Guangshen would come to him in his dreams every night and take the trouble to tell him some great truths in his dreams.
He simply slept during the day and went out to steal at night.
Dingzhou after the earthquake did not stop Zheng Liu's strong ambition.
One day Guangshen asked him why he didn't find a serious job since he liked money.
Even in his dream, Zheng Liu still spread his hands disdainfully, work?
It is impossible to work.
Zheng Liu aspires to become a generation of thief saints who can go down in history and become the founder of the thief industry.
The God of Light smiled slightly and waved his black robe sleeves, showing Zheng Liu a strange and bizarre world.
In this world, Zheng Liu can travel through people's dreams with the God of Light.
No matter how vigilant people are in reality, they are always relaxed in dreams, and many things will appear in their minds inexplicably.
Zheng Liu watched with fascination people's dreams, watching those cherished memories appear in people's dreams bit by bit in bizarre ways.
"What kind of thief is stealing a small amount of money?"
Guangshen smiled and patted Zheng Liu on the shoulder, "People's most precious things are all in their dreams.
"Why don't you follow me and steal dreams?"
The name of this play is "Illumination A Liu".
The remaining play is called "Sister Xiaobao", which tells the story of Dingzhou deity Xiaobao's sister, who chases away the giant blue dragon with one sound and protects the people of Dingzhou.
These three plays toured all over Jiuzhou day and night, spreading their names and bringing their stories to the world.
From then on, the world knew that there was a Jinbei Jing who was excellent in swordsmanship, punished rape and eliminated evil, a Lord of Light who could come to dreams and listen to wishes, and the white-clothed goddess Xiaobao Ajie of Dingzhou.
Wang Xiaotai was completely silent during this trip to Dingzhou, and seemed to be lost in the crowd.
Thanks to Gardenia OC classmate for the tip!
Thanks to classmate Xiong Naoke for the red fairy moss! T^T, so beautiful!
Thank you all students for persisting here!
Thank you Cen Yu, the unicorn that guards the stars, pray for my happiness, 9, Xishan Muyu Caihe, Stone Fish, Elota, I won’t say it anymore, the tribe of Yan, the person who talks with his hands... and Dear classmates, you have given us your thoughtful comments and companionship over such a long period of time!
I won’t say thank you enough, Jiesheng, The Unicorn Who Guards the Stars, Erota, Jun Qifei, Xiao Xianzi, Xin Jie, Cute Little Sky, Lu Zhe, The Man Who Talks with His Hands, Gardenia OC , book friend 20220210135713192, I will never be able to recall the forgotten memories, the blessing of the test god...and the recommendation votes from all my classmates! (Bow and thank you again! ())
Crying on the street_
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