Chapter 106 The old dragon is unhappy (first update)

At the edge of the God-Destroying Cliff, there was a strong wind, and the ground was covered with deep ice and snow. Apart from the sound of the wind, there was silence all around.

The black robe was rolled up by the strong wind, rustling, and a tall black figure stood on the edge of the cliff. Snow slowly fell on his black hair and black robe. Before long, it was already

A thin layer of ice had formed on it, and the man's eyelashes trembled. His dark eyes were staring at the bottom of the cliff, and there seemed to be wind and rain in his eyes.

Not long after, a male cultivator in clothes came to the side with a panic-looking male cultivator, looking a little helpless. He threw the male cultivator at Fu Si's feet, "Junior brother, I caught it for you!"

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Fu Si turned around with a cold expression. He looked down at the male cultivator lying on the ground with frightened eyes. He saw a ferocious scar behind his ear. Fu Si sneered, "Mu Yi?

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The male cultivator named Mu Yi trembled, and a strong smell of alcohol hit his face. He secretly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, and then he met a pair of dark eyes, which seemed to be sudden.

As cold and unkind as ice, his heart skipped a beat and he said tremblingly, "Uncle Fu..."

Fu Sixiu's big hand fell on the sword at his waist, and he stood against the backlight of the wind and snow on the mountain. His stern face was set off by the light and shadow, and his eyes were cold, making some people shudder. "Do you remember it?"

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Mu Yi was speechless. He looked at the cliff behind Fu Si in panic. How could he not remember...

At the beginning, he was here and pushed Gu Yanyin down with his own hands for Gu Yanan. Since then, he fled the place in panic because of fear. He didn't even dare to go back home and hid outside for a long time.

For a long time, no one came to pursue him. He thought that he had done something perfectly, and he was just about to escape secretly. But he didn't expect that yesterday, Master Xiao suddenly found where he was. He sighed helplessly and left.

He brought it here.

At this moment, he looked at the cliff obscured by the mist, and then at Fu Si, who had an unclear look in his eyes. He took two steps back in fear, with a vague premonition in his heart.

Seeing the fear on his face, Fu Si looked away expressively, and pushed Yinyin down, causing her to fall into the hands of the dragon.

Thinking of what happened in the Dragon Clan, Fu Si's eyes gradually filled with violent emotions. He raised his foot and kicked Mu Yi down. Blood flowed from the corner of Mu Yi's mouth. He screamed and hurriedly

He grabbed the protruding branches on the side of the cliff and shouted loudly, "Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu, please spare your life, don't kill me!!"

"Uncle Xiao, help me, help me!" Mu Yi looked at Xiao Siming pleadingly. At first, he only thought that Uncle Fu didn't like that fool at all, so he dared to push him down. If it was about what happened today, he would never dare to have bad thoughts.

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Xiao Siming looked away silently. Before going to the Dragon Clan, Fu Si was like a firecracker, exploding at a moment's notice. But after returning from the Dragon Clan, Fu Si seemed to have changed.

In the past, he never drank alcohol, but now he keeps drinking alcohol from his hands all day long and does not talk to anyone. And with his cultivation level, those strong alcoholic drinks are not enough to make him drunk. On the contrary, the more he drinks, the more sober he becomes.

From time to time, he would mutter Gu Yanyin's name viciously and threaten to never mention it again.

In the meantime, Master also came here to persuade him to go out and see the outside world more often. However, Fu Si, who always respected Master, did not even "show his face" this time.

It was not until the past two days that he walked out of the room again, smelling of alcohol. As soon as he came out, he began to look for the man who bullied Gu Yanyin and pushed him off the cliff.

Xiao Siming stepped forward, raised his sword, and aimed it at Mu Yi's frightened eyes, "Junior brother, after you have taken revenge, you can go back with me and master."

Fu Si just stared at the bottom of the cliff without saying a word. He stepped forward, stepped on Mu Yi's hand with his black boots, and then kicked him while he screamed.

When Mu Yi fell off the cliff, Fu Si jumped up and jumped off the cliff too. The strong wind picked up the corners of his clothes.

Xiao Siming frowned and hurriedly ran over, trying to stop him, "Junior brother! Don't..." But Fu Si's figure was no longer in front of him. He immediately smashed his sword on the ground angrily, angrily

He stared blankly at the bottom of the cliff. After a while, he picked up the sword and jumped off the cliff.

What entered his eyes was a dazzling "color" of snow, and in his ears were Mu Yi's screams and the howling wind. Fu Si removed the spiritual power to protect his body, and the biting cold wind passed directly across his cheek without blocking it, making several cuts.

A bleeding mouth.

A moment later, there was a dull sound next to him, and Mu Yi hit the sharp rocks on the side directly. Even though there was a thick layer of snow as a buffer, he still lost his breath, and slowly leached out from the vast snow.

There was a lot of blood.

Fu Si stood in the thick snow. He raised his eyelids and looked around. Then he saw a cold pool surrounded by dense jungles.

Inside, there is still a strong, strong aura of dragons everywhere.

Fu Si couldn't help but clenched his fists. His eyes stayed on the cold pool for a moment, his eyes gradually deepened, and then he suddenly pulled out his sword and crossed the cold pool with an expression on his face. The sharp sword energy instantly hit the cold pool.

Still air-conditioned

The cold pool was divided into two, and for a moment, water splashed in all directions.

Xiao Siming chased him down and saw that Fu Si's expression was a little wrong. He hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded him earnestly, "Junior brother, please calm down!"

Seeing Fu Si destroying Hantan and trying to walk into the cave, Xiao Siming hurriedly grabbed his clothes and said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, stop looking and let's go."

Fu Si didn't say anything, he still had a cold face and insisted on moving forward.

Xiao Siming's brows twitched, and he suddenly said in a deep voice, "Didn't you say you wanted to visit the Gu family? I'll go with you."

Fu Si paused.

When Xiao Siming saw this, he directly dragged Fu Si away, "There's nothing interesting to see here. You've killed that Mu Yi, it's time to leave here!"

Fu Si pursed his thin lips. When he looked at Xiao Siming's back, he seemed to see the small figure in his memory again, with two buns on his head and two small bells hanging in his tender ears, tinkling.

Carefully pull him towards the alley.

Fu Si followed Xiao Siming in a daze. The first time he met Gu Yanyin was in a heavy snowfall. At that time, he was almost buried in the heavy snow and froze to death. "Senior brother."

Xiao Siming did not look back, "What's wrong?"

Fu Si lowered his eyelashes and looked at his palms. There was a hint of loneliness in his voice, "Do I deserve it?"

He obviously has so many opportunities, but if he once walked into the Gu family where he was eating and took Gu Yanyin away, maybe things would not be what they are now.

Xiao Siming looked at Fu Si and patted his arm helplessly, "Don't think so much, junior brother, if you continue like this, you may end up being haunted by inner demons..." Although he is no different from being haunted by inner demons now.

Fu Si's eyes darkened. He followed the familiar path and slowly walked towards the Gu family at the end. He wanted to see again the place where he once stayed with Gu Yanyin.

Just when they passed an inn, they saw a group of monks crowded there with complicated expressions and chattering, "Several elders and sect masters of Wanshou Mountain were all killed overnight, and the soul tablets were shattered on the ground.

, not to mention how miserable it is, now the Wanshou Mountain has become a mess."

Another monk gritted his teeth and said angrily, "I heard that a female cultivator colluded with the Dragon Clan to do this."

"Eat everything inside and out!"

Fu Si paused, his eyelashes slightly lowered, and his eyes fell on those people. Then, regardless of Xiao Siming's obstruction, he walked into the inn and sat down at the table next to the group with an expression on his face, his expression cold.

"Those dragons are really ruthless. If they are beasts, they are beasts. Even if they are more powerful, they are still beasts without sex!"

"It's such a big deal, not just one or two people. What on earth are those dragons going to do?"

"And who is that nun-like alcoholic?"

"I heard your surname seems to be Gu?"

"..."

"Forget it, the other sect leaders have rushed to Wanyan Mountain to discuss strategies. The matter has come to this. I just hope they can avenge Wanshou Mountain!" the group cursed.

"Maybe there is a hidden meaning in it..." Several monks originally wanted to speak for those dragons, but their voices were quickly drowned out by the curses. Seeing the angry looks of the group, they wisely kept their mouths shut.

Some monks have always believed that those who are not from our race must have different minds. Once there is a conflict among the spirit beasts, they will immediately want to get rid of those spirit beasts.

Even if it is a legendary, powerful dragon.

Moreover, those things that happened before were caused by those who caused trouble and provoked the group of dragons, and the group of dragons did not hurt their lives. They can say what they said. But what big trouble happened with the group of dragons next time?

If there are any signs, so many elders and sect leaders of Wanshou Mountain are killed one after another, and other sects cannot just sit idly by and ignore it.

Fu Si frowned, he suddenly picked up the sword on the table, turned around and strode out of the inn.

Xiao Siming's expression changed when he saw this, and he hurriedly chased him out and stopped in front of him, "Junior brother, what are you doing?"

Fu Si pressed his big hand on the sword at his waist, his expression cold, "Go kill that dragon."

Xiao Siming doesn’t believe a word he says now!

"Don't rush!" Xiao Siming's face changed slightly, "Now things are beyond your control. No matter how powerful you are, you can't fight against so many people on your own!"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that Fu Si had already walked around him and walked straight away, "Junior brother! Come back! Damn it, can you listen to your senior brother's advice!!?"

Looking at Fu Si's back, Xiao Siming couldn't help but curse a few times. Why did he ask Fu Si to pull him up instead of letting him stay under the cliff, looking at the broken cave and pool, drinking the northwest wind sadly!!!

Xiao Siming slapped his forehead and hurriedly followed him with regret on his face.

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Dawang Temple.

Mr. Anyu's face was full of smiles, and his face was obviously flirting. Mr. Red Dragon suppressed the anger in his heart, and his face was a forced and dry smile. They also wanted to borrow a group of bald Lingbao, and they couldn't fight with the monks.

stand up!

cannot!

There is something indescribably funny about the two groups standing opposite each other.

Mr. An Yu looked at them and Gu Yanyin with a smile. The more he looked at them, the more satisfied he became. After not seeing each other for a while, the golden light on Gu Yanyin became more intense. When he walked over, he looked like a ball.

Fierce flames, burning eyes.

He twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyes full of smiles, and continued to try to convince them both, "Our temple is the most enlightened!"
To be continued...