Reverend Insanity: verse 818: the ancestor of Qihai

Dream.

"Brother, was the food I cooked yesterday delicious?" The green ant dweller finished his lesson, and his sister Taiqin caught up with Fang Yuan in front of him, and asked Ai Aidi tentatively.

Fang Yuan smiled: "It's really good. I didn't expect you to be so clever and ingenious. She must be a good wife in the future. I don't know who will have such a good blessing to marry you?" /

"Brother, you have fun with me again." Two red clouds rose suddenly on Tai Qin's face, and then she said with a subtle voice, "If you like it, brother, you can do something better for you."

"Okay, I have a mouthful of that brother." Fang Yuanlang smiled.

At this time, a dragon man came to me: "My son."

"Daddy, why are you here?" Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

"Ah, I've seen Uncle Wu." Taiqin hurriedly saluted.

Longren Jixian nodded to the girl and smiled, "You are Taiqin. My son's family letter often mentions you. This is a small meeting gift from your uncle, please accept it."

"Ah, how good is this ..." Taiqin wanted to refuse, but Fang Yuan took it for her, and took the initiative to shove it into her hands.

"Just accept it. My dad must have something important, so the discussion after today's class will not be easy." Fang Yuan apologized.

"Ah, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Taiqin waved his hand quickly, and immediately thanked him, and then retired politely.

"Is this an innocent girl, does my child have a heartbeat?" Watching Taiqin's figure disappear at the corner, the dragon man twirled.

Fang Yuan smiled, thinking: The dream has really changed again, and he said cautiously, "How can you not understand the baby, father?"

"Hahaha." The dragon man yinxian laughed and patted Fang Yuan's shoulder, "I'm looking for you this time, it is really important. The daughter of the Taoist Pavilion, Jiuling, Nianfanger Eight, openly invite relatives, any young Jun Yan can participate. My father wants you to participate. "

"Oh?" Fang Yuan was slightly surprised.

Shu Jiuling, he really knew it.

Taiqin talked about this in a chat in the previous dream.

Shu Jiuling and Fan Xian Fan Ji fell in love, and conceived Fan Ji's child, but Fan Ji did not want to marry her.

Shu Jiuling saw Fan Ji's face clearly and was so anxious that he was put under house arrest by his mother, the master of Shudao Pavilion.

The main course of Shudao Pavilion is up to eight revolutions, and it owns the Xiandai House Shudao Pavilion, which is the leader of Nakasu casual repair. As a mother, the woman was so miserable that she naturally became furious and wanted to find the unsatisfactory Han Fanji.

But Fan Ji is a close disciple hated by Taishang Elder Kong of Hei Tian Temple. The empty resentment is also the eighth turn of the gods. There are no children and many apprentices, but the favorite is the youngest disciple Fan Ji, who is as painful as a parent.

The Master of the Book of Taoism is not easy to handle at will, so he has to find hatred in the sky and ask for an explanation.

Empty Despair took his fan, Fan Ji, to Shudao Pavilion to negotiate.

I do n’t know how to talk. The two sides not only failed to reach a conclusion, but started instead. The empty resentment and the master of Shudao Pavilion tried a few tricks, and they all stopped. Fan Ji and Shu Jiuling were completely divided, and when Shu Jiuling was angry, he threatened Fan Ji: "Don't regret, you don't want me, some people in the world want me."

Fan Ji sneered: "I came here to negotiate with you, but you came here. I want to see who has the courage to dare to come to this muddy water. I want to see, Who has such a heart, even the children in your belly don't care. "

Shu Jiuling passed out on the spot.

As the mother of the Taoist pavilion, of course, she must support her daughter Shu Jiuling.

After Shu Jiuling awoke, she insisted on asking for a public invitation. The master of Shu Daoge could not beat her daughter, and she thought that changing to another person might give her daughter happiness. Even if the daughter didn't fancy it, the matter of recruiting relatives could divert her daughter's attention, so as not to keep her depressed all the time, always thinking about dying.

Taiqin looked at the lively expression when he said it, and frowned, treating it as a joke.

Fang Yuan smiled at the time, but now he can't smile.

He thought to himself: "The dragon people want to be independent and rise with great ambitions. It is indeed a good opportunity at first. Firstly, the master of Shudao Pavilion is Ba Zhuan San Xian, and this time it is opposite to Hei Tian Temple. I can become the son-in-law of the owner of the Shudao Pavilion, and I can use this relationship to draw her to the chariot of the dragon race. "

As for the appearance and character of Shu Jiuling, and the children in her belly, that's not a problem.

Fang Yuan never cares.

What is the sacrifice compared to the ambition in my heart?

Often, only people can't bear it, can they create great achievements that ordinary people can't create!

"It is Shimei Taiqin, who has a deep root for me. If I do this, I will be sorry for her. The little girl will be very sad." Fang Yuan felt a guilty conscience.

But immediately, he was shocked and woke up: "No, what's wrong with me? Here is a dream, I am Fang Yuan, not Wu Shuai, how can I feel guilty?"

"What a wonderful dream, it actually stirred my feelings!"

"The dream scenes in the last few scenes seem to be smooth and excessive, but in fact they are subtle, and I was actually stirred up."

"Good danger!"

If there is cold sweat, Fang Yuan's forehead must have been covered with cold sweat.

Unfortunately this is a dream.

In the past, Fang Yuan's exploration of dreams was physically intensive, his soul was deep, and he often came out, so the distinction between reality and dream was very obvious.

But now, the physical body and soul of Fang Yuan, the dragon man's avatar, are all devoted to dreams, and explore day and night to indulge in it. Although Fang Yuan still can clearly distinguish between dreams and reality, her emotions are indeed unknowingly stirred up.

This is a very dangerous call.

Exploring dreams, I am afraid to indulge in dreams and cannot extricate myself. Emotions are the best assists. Once troubled by emotions and entangled in various feelings, Fang Yuan will sink into the quicksand, deeper and deeper, and eventually swallowed up by this dream.

Longren Zhuxian carefully observed Fang Yuan's expression, and for a long while, he nodded with satisfaction: "My son really is not trapped by his children's love, so I went to meet the green ant dweller for his father, and explained to him, Take a long vacation for you. "

"Everything is in accordance with my father's arrangements," Fang Yuan said quickly.

Time goes by.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of thunderous sounds was filled with water surges.

Brush!

A flying boat suddenly radiated out of this towering water, like a silver rainbow.

It's the Wannian Douji.

Behind the Wannian Douji, there are five immortal houses chasing after each other.

Bai Ningbing and others are performing their duties in the Wannian Fighting Vehicle, and they fight tightly.

"This heavenly court is really rich and wealthy, and entered the Guting Pavilion and Hengzhou again."

"Not only that, but also Sanqiu Huanghetai, Shaliu Pry, and that mysterious fairy house!"

"Heavenly is indeed the first force, and the inside is terrifying."

Bai Ningbing and others did not recognize the momentary stage in the heavenly court. In order to build this cosmic fairy house, Ziwei Fairy even hesitated to use the core fairy goddess of the Million Heavenly King Gallery in the heavenly court.

The other four fairy houses are also ignored. The key is this instant one, which is also the eight-turn fairy house.

In the middle of Taichung, there were eight turns of Zhou Dao, the **** of Tao, and Gu Liuru.

The Wannian Douji can compete with the instant one, but the remaining four seven-turn centenary houses are not dry rice, so the contrast between the enemy and the enemy has changed, and Bai Ningbing has to take a fight.

"It doesn't matter, we have the advantage of the channel. We can use the complex environment of the time and the river to harm one side of heaven."

"Yes, weaken them and we will be able to counterattack."

A few days later.

Heaven.

Longgong is about to leave, with a pale face of Qin Dingling, and the Lavender fairy.

Qin Dingling was in poor condition in order to transfer to Longgong. He could not go with Longgong or go to the Changhe River to guard it. He only stayed in Tianting to rest and rest.

The Lagerstroemia indica sits in the heavens to prevent a surprise attack from the North Plain Changshengtian.

"The battle for the fairy house in the long river has been going on for several days, and Fang Yuan has never shown up. However, Feng Jiujie's **** fortune can completely offset the weakness in it, so we are on the upper hand. . "

"But Fang Yuan shouldn't be taken lightly, and you should pay attention to Ziwei."

Long Gongyu takes care of Tao.

"Yes." Fairy Ziwei looked solemnly, "Fang Zheng is also ready. Currently he is driving the Songhe Pavilion of Xianhemen, and he is already on the way of Lord Dragon Gong."

"Very good." Longgong nodded, then turned into a purple dragon-shaped energy, disappeared like lightning.

Fang Yuan observes the double luck again.

The purple dragon, a dragon man, has grown several times, and is full of energy and energy, galloping in the dark clouds.

Most of the blue-violet colors have already appeared in the dark clouds, all of which represent the possibility of Fang Yuan becoming the master of the Dragon Palace.

But!

A huge blood-light airlift over the head of this black airlift has been pressed down and approached.

In the blood and light of luck, the original ghost image of Jin Feng has disappeared. Only the purple dragon shadow is left, but it is getting bigger and heavier.

Compared to this piece of blood and light qi, Dark Cloud qi and purple dragon are both weak and small.

"It seems that only the ontology can stop such variables." Fang Yuan had realized it.

"Huh? Here it is." The next moment, his eyes flashed.

I saw a fairy house rushing in during Taikoo during the day. It is Songhe Pavilion of Xianhemen!

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and slammed the battlefield.

This airway battlefield has been brewing for a long time, and he waited specifically to stop the change.

"What ?!" In Songhe Pavilion, Fang Zheng was so horrified that all of a sudden the world changed suddenly, and he became one of the worst.

"There is an ambush of the enemy! But I have Songhe Pavilion, which is okay, okay ... uh!" Fang was frightened.

I saw the boundless air flow, like guns and arrows, shooting trillions towards the Songhe Pavilion.

The horror might make Founder's heart miss a beat.

"Eight turns to kill tricks!" Fang's front face was instantly pale, and Songhe Pavilion was just a six-turn fairy house.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared.

Who isn't Longgong?

Longgong did not merge with Founder, but only followed in secret, and ordered Founder to drive Songhe Pavilion to the East China Sea alone.

This is also Qin Dingling's suggestion, giving Founder a certain degree of freedom to facilitate the unfavorable changes to Fang Yuan.

But Fang Zheng went all the way, calm and calm, until now he suddenly encountered a strong enemy.

Without Dragon's shot, the Founder will certainly die.

The dragon's palms shoved, and the nearby air guns fell apart.

"Who? Come out!" Longgong shouted.

"Old man is angry with old man." Fang Yuan showed his figure, but changed his face.