Chapter 902 The Suppression From The Lord Of The Longevity Hall, Arrives 【2 more】
"..."
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Lord Demon Abyss looked at Fusang, the master of the Immortal Palace who had previously violently defeated Lord Manghuang and the King of All Things God, turned into a crybaby. He always felt that life was a bit magical.
He looked at Yun Ying, who had a slightly stiff expression, and was dumbfounded: "Sister Yunmeng, the son of the palace master is too big. He doesn't look like a mother and son, but more like a brother and sister!"
Yunmeng looked dazed: "Yes...yes."
What is going on?
Si Fuqing was leaning on Yu Xiheng's shoulder to heal his injuries. When he heard these words, his ears perked up and he immediately raised his head.
Visible to the naked eye, her fox eyes suddenly lit up.
How could Yu Xiheng not know what she was thinking, half amused and half helpless: "Qingqing."
"I won't move, I just want to watch the excitement." Si Fuqing put her chin on his shoulder, blinked her eyes, and said with a serious expression, "Brother Ninth, I feel that my body feels a lot better all of a sudden.
"
Ever since she met Yun Ying, she had never seen Yun Ying look so calm.
Si Fuqing began to fall into deep thought.
Could it be that the senior brother is a soft-spoken man, and tears are his only means of attack?
But she couldn't cry to her senior brother, she just wanted to beat him up and make him angry.
Even Yue Jian was confused: "S-Senior Brother, it turns out you are not an orphan."
"Shut up." Yun Ying's eyes were cold, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."
"I understand, I understand." Yue Jian smiled meaningfully: "Elder brother, thank you for your hard work."
The warning and murderous intent in Yun Ying's eyes became even stronger.
In just a few words, Fusang had already strode in front of him.
Yun Ying was silent for a moment, and then said one word: "I..."
"Yunying, tell me, are you sorry for me?" Fusang was still crying, "I have helped you for so long, and you didn't even say hello to me when you left! You bastard!"
Yun Ying: "..."
He pinched his eyebrows, feeling very complicated: "If you have something to say, can you please stop crying?"
"I don't!" Fusang burst into tears and cried louder, "You heartless man, who taught you to master the power of the law?"
Si Fuqing immediately accused: "Senior Brother, how could you bully such a lovely little girl like the Palace Master, you heartless man!"
She still doesn't know the relationship between Fusang and Yunying, but she can just follow them and scold them.
Yun Ying completely gave up and sighed: "Time is too tight."
Fusang stopped crying and rubbed her eyes: "Then you must say hello to me before you run away."
Yun Ying raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "It depends on the situation."
"Crack!"
The ground was broken open by Fuso's punch, but her eyes were still very red, and tears seemed to fall at any time: "What did you say?"
Si Fuqing: "Wow."
Tsukimi: "Wow."
Yun Ying: "..."
"Eh-"
At this time, a gentle voice of doubt came from the air, breaking the stalemate.
"What are you all doing here?"
"Whoa!"
The sound of the wind moved with the sound of the sword, and a slender and tall figure fell down.
Tianya Sword Immortal Chang Ying.
The Lord of the Ghost Valley took a step forward, nodded and said: "Brother Chang Ying, just be fine. Yan Mo said you were trapped in the underworld, how is the situation?"
"It's indeed a bit tricky." Chang Ying frowned slightly, "I also suffered serious injuries in order to leave the illusion. They just knew that they couldn't gain any advantage by fighting me, so they used the illusion to deal with me."
"That's right." Yunmeng nodded, "Illusion is of no use to me. They know how to restrain us."
Chang Ying turned his head and said with great interest: "Fusang, why are you crying?"
Fusang immediately looked fierce: "It's none of your business."
"No, no." Chang Ying immediately took a step back calmly.
He didn't want to offend this aunt either.
"Ahem, Palace Master, the matter is urgent. Let's go to your domain to discuss important matters first." Yunmeng coughed slightly, "We will deal with private matters later. What do you think?"
"No problem." Fuso picked up the spear again, "Let's go and sit at my place."
She just took a step, as if she had a premonition of something, she turned around suddenly and started crying again: "Yun Ying, you still want to run!"
Yun Ying paused, his eyelashes lowered, helpless: "No."
Fusang didn't listen at all. She directly grabbed Yun Ying's arm and took him to the Palace of Eternal Life through the Great Teleportation.
Later, Si Fuqing, Yu Xiheng and others also arrived.
"Everyone has a rest first." Fusang waved his hand, "I also have a basket of longevity fruits here. I don't need them, so I'll give them to you."
After eating a longevity fruit, Si Fuqing's injuries had completely recovered.
It is indeed the fruit of the divine tree.
Ignoring Yun Ying's murderous gaze, she slowly stepped forward and asked Fusang in a low voice: "Palace Master, how do you and my senior brother know each other?"
"Well, five hundred years ago, it was at that place." Fusang pointed to a tree not far away, "I was basking in the sun in the yard, and a man fell from the sky and was burnt."
Si Fuqing's eyes brightened: "Could that be..."
"Yes, he was burned into a piece of charcoal at that time, but I still saw that he was very good-looking, so I rescued him." Fuso raised a finger, "It turns out that he is indeed good-looking and very eye-catching."
"He should also tell you what happened next. During the past five hundred years, he was cultivating here while finding an exit back to his original world. I also helped him get some information."
She was the first person to know the term Holy Day.
She has also investigated many places over the past few hundred years, but with little success.
"That's it." Si Fuqing nodded, "Master, you are really good-tempered. You can actually stand him for five hundred years. He is really good at cursing."
"Humph." Fusang raised his little head proudly, "If he dares to scold me, I will cry for him. You try it, it will work."
Si Fuqing sighed: "I can't cry."
She thought for a moment and then asked: "What if he gets angry because of your crying and hits you?"
"What you said makes sense." Fusang frowned and thought for a moment, then clapped his hands happily, "But I'm half his master. He can't beat me. I'm too soft to be tough."
Hearing this, Si Fuqing felt as if he were meeting a relative, holding her hand with tears in his eyes: "Master, my future happy life depends on you."
Yun Ying's voice came from behind her, cold and cold: "Yun Jiu."
Si Fuqing turned a deaf ear and said in a cheerful tone: "Palace Master, if you need help in the future, just tell me and I will definitely help you to the end."
Just kidding, the only person in this world who can make Senior Brother feel defeated is probably the Master of Changsheng Palace. How could she miss this opportunity?
Fusang hesitated for a moment: "I also want to play games, can you help me play?"
She gestured and described: "It's the game controller Gui Gu holds."
Si Fuqing: "..."
Too bad.
If other people knew that she made all the vicious NPCs on the list become game fans, would they come after her?
At this point, Fusang cried angrily again. She wiped her tears and said, "Yunying, that bastard, I'm so good to him, but he didn't even tell me that there are such fun things as video games, and he didn't even let me play with him."
"You can't go to my place." Yun Ying crossed his arms, "How can I take you to play?"
Fusang covered his ears: "I won't listen."
Si Fuqing continued to accuse: "Elder brother, you made the palace master cry again, you bad guy."
Yun Ying glanced at her and finally said again: "You give way."
Si Fuqing hugged Fusang's arm very vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"
"How can I coax you if you don't let me?" Yun Ying tutted, "Go and play with your boyfriend."
Si Fuqing didn't believe it at all: "You know how to coax people?"
Don't you want to make people cry again?
Yunmeng spoke in time and brought the topic back on track: "The reason why they are going to war this time must be because the so-called 'Holy Day' is coming soon, and they can't wait any longer."
"Yes." Fuso returned to normal in a second and nodded slowly, "There are still fifty-four days until the holy day comes."
The happiest person in this chapter: Qingqingqvq
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