long night walk

Chapter 1503: The most wonderful song

Regarding the little tiger's naive and fantasy attitude, Master Fanshu felt helpless for a moment. She knew that her ideas were always unreasonable and unrealistic.

But he didn't expect her mind to be so out of tune.

Apart from anything else, just because of the young man's status as a member of the Corpse Demon Royal Family, it was impossible for him to be his disciple.

She didn’t know why Xiaoshanjun had so much confidence in that young man, but even if the corpse demon’s cultivation level was sealed, his life was only between Zhu Zhan and Junhuang’s empress. He was unable to protect himself, so how could he protect himself? He spared no effort to solve her dilemma.

At the moment, the young highness has some kind of naive idea, as if he thinks that the evil soul nail on his body was specially prepared by the demon king for the young man, and only he can undo it.

Master Fanshu warned in a low voice: "Never mind the young man's sensitive identity, he himself made it clear just now that he was unable to undo the evil soul nail on the tiger's body.

Even if the tiger insists on worshiping him as his teacher, the empress will not allow it. Even if the empress agrees, he has no intention of accepting a disciple and staying in Kunlun Mountain, and the tiger's intention will be in vain. "

Little Tiger Master held the bamboo slips in his hands, unfolded them from the table, lowered his eyes and said, "There are all kinds of nonsense in the world, but you believed him when he said he couldn't solve the evil spirit in me and nailed the real person? How did you know that he didn't want to accept me as his disciple?" And lied?"

Master Fanshu was really angry when he saw her being so helpless: "Since the tiger himself has said that he is unwilling to accept you as his disciple, why should he force others to make things difficult for him?"

The little tiger suddenly laughed softly and raised his eyes to look at Master Fanshu: "I was born seriously ill and unable to practice. It is true that I have the identity of the daughter of an immortal, but who in this world is willing to sincerely accept me as a disciple?

Taoist Master Lianyue? Or that Changle Immortal? Who among them really wants to accept me as a disciple? Most of the immortals who came to the Spring and Autumn Palace today must have come because of my father and mother.

Oh...it's that Lord Sumire, I think he came for me. His whole clan was destroyed, his foundation was unstable, and he only had the title of Golden Immortal.

In some aspects, his situation is somewhat similar to mine, but the difference between me and him is that I have the emperor as my father and the immortal as my mother. The tiger was named Kunlun before, but these false names are true after my death. It was the background and power he needed. "

At this point, the casual amusement in Xiaoshanjun's eyes deepened, and he chuckled: "Accepting me as a disciple is probably his second best choice. What he, Lord Sumire, wants more is to marry me, Kunlun. Take me as your wife."

Master Fanshu was startled for a moment, and then his brows slowly furrowed, and anger gradually grew in his eyes: "This kid's mind is so evil! His thoughts are quite beautiful!"

"So..." Xiao Shanjun smiled sweetly: "The human heart is ever-changing, and there are all people in the world who are not good at flattering, so there are endless ways to flatter them. Looking at the world, how many saints can there be who don't ask for anything in return?

Since no one is really willing to accept me, they are all out of profit considerations, so why can't I choose the one I like? "

Master Fanshu's eyes gradually became confused, and he was slowly brought in by Little Tiger's words, "Although I say so, but... after all, the identity of that young man..."

"Identity is not important." Little Tiger interrupted her with a smile: "What is important is that he is the only one who showed up at the Spring and Autumn Palace out of good intentions today."

Master Fanshu said in confusion: "What is the meaning of this statement?"

Little Tiger King said earnestly and kindly: "I understand the good intention of Master Fanshu. He hopes that I can find a good teacher to solve this evil soul nail so that I can have someone to rely on in the future. However, not everyone in this world is like Master Fanshu." Don't stick to trivial matters and untie the nails of evil souls in my body.

They will definitely explore my body. I am not A Niang’s true bloodline. Half of the bloodline in my body comes from the succubus clan.

If it's an ordinary immortal, that's it. A wild species like me can at most be exiled to the immortal realm and left to fend for itself.

But Master Fanshu must not forget that my biological father is Junhuang Chenghuang. He is the only pure-blooded descendant of his father among the five immortals in the world. How can the immortal Zhuzhan allow his father to have such a supreme bloodline of the immortal emperor? There is a stain like me.

In this case, the day my identity is exposed will be the day of my real death. Even my mother-in-law cannot protect me, even..."

The little tiger had a smile on his face, but his eyes were lowered, "Even my mother-in-law will be implicated in scheming against me by then."

Master Fanshu opened his mouth with difficulty. Seeing her like this, he felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart, "Why should little tiger think of things so pessimistically? As long as we can find you a senior immortal with decent character, for the sake of In terms of the relationship between master and disciple, it is inevitable that things will not be done so badly."

"If he really couldn't do it, Princess Qingxuan wouldn't have arranged for him to come here today."

Master Fanshu's eyes widened: "You mean...that the corpse demon boy came here today was arranged by Master Qingxuan?!"

The little tiger looked at Master Fanshu intently and said: "In this world, those who can truly know my true identity, be able to get close to me with goodwill at the expense of getting into trouble, and look at the entire six realms, can Is it just him?

As far as real people are concerned, these people who come here with the heart of weighing interests and keep saying that they accept me as their disciples, are their real characters credible?

The real person has never noticed that since the news of my choice of teacher was released, he is the only one who has bluntly said that he does not want to accept me as his disciple. In the eyes of the real person, his character is feasible? "

Master Fanshu fell into silence for a long time.

Just as the little tiger said, looking across the six realms, that boy was the only one who came to the little tiger with pure kindness and a heart of help.

Even 140,000 years ago, the empress left this child behind and rescued her, but it had nothing to do with goodwill, only responsibility.

And she asked herself, her feelings for His Highness the Little Tiger were by no means pure, but more of pity and guilt.

In this way, if you think about it carefully, there is really no one in this world who is more suitable to be her master than that young man.

It’s just that this corpse demon’s identity...

When the little tiger saw Fanshu's expression finally struggling and moving, her round eyes rolled around and she struck the iron while it was hot:

"Is the real person worried about his identity as a corpse demon? It doesn't matter. I don't care about it. He is a corpse demon king and I am a half-blood succubus. We are a perfect match."

Master Fanshu's eyes were dark: "What a perfect match for each other? The poor Taoist thinks that the little tiger really needs a teacher to teach him. This word is used indiscriminately and is laughed at."

Although Master Fanshu didn't say it directly, the little tiger saw her attitude and thought he had already persuaded her. She had crooked eyebrows and a bright smile. He pressed up to her very flatteringly, hugged her with both hands and hugged her. He rubbed it in his arms, his tone full of meaningful meaning.

"One day, real people will realize that this is the most wonderful song of Your Highness!"

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Bai Lian left the Spring and Autumn Palace and walked alone on the mountain road.

Kunlun Mountain is covered with snow all year round. Even if the sun shines occasionally, there are no four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. He raised his eyes and glanced at the dazzling sunlight falling from the dusk snow top of Cangshan Mountain.

Although the sun is dazzling, it is not dazzling. Above the lead-gray clouds, the three high-altitude scorching suns give people a sense of bleakness and decline.

An old crow circled among the cold branches and dead trees and made a mocking, echoing sound, dull and mute.

At this time, it was noon in Kunlun Mountain, but there was already a hint of twilight in the sky, earth and scenery.

Balian sighed softly in his heart.

The Goddess of Kunlun, whose heart resonates with the hundreds of thousands of mountains in Kunlun that resonates with heaven and earth, is now starting to have physical problems, and even the scenery in the mountains can clearly feel the changes. In the mountain road, a slender azure figure stood in the snow, with flowing clothes and an umbrella, obviously waiting for him.

Balian smiled slightly, nodded to the man and said, "I think I have completed what Lord Qingxuan told me."

"I heard." Female officer Qingxuan came over holding an umbrella. The umbrella above her head tilted and fell on Bai Lian's head, blocking half of the skylight for him.

Baili'an was walking in the Kunlun Mountains, so he couldn't expose the fact that his cultivation had recovered. It took him a lot of time to walk from the Spring and Autumn Palace to the mountainside step by step.

And looking at the appearance of Qingxuan, it was obvious that she had already heard about what happened today in the Spring and Autumn Palace.

Qingxuan's female officer raised her eyebrows lightly, and her usually serious and cold face had a gentle smile: "You did a good job today. I didn't expect you to be able to complete this matter so well."

Originally, I just wanted to let this kid get in the way and prevent His Highness from succeeding in his apprenticeship.

It’s just that those who came here to accept His Highness as disciples are all great immortals in the hidden world. Although the female officer Qingxuan assigned such a task to Bailian, in fact, even she herself didn’t know how to prevent this selection of teachers. only.

But he never imagined that he would be able to dispel their intention to accept disciples without any bloodshed, and even persuade them to offer their treasures, which would at least ensure that the little tiger's life would be safe in recent years.

This was definitely the biggest unexpected gain.

Official Qingxuan was in a very good mood that could be seen with the naked eye.

Bailian said helplessly: "If this is not the case, even if it is just to dispel their temporary thoughts of accepting disciples, it will be in vain. Moreover, I... also have selfish motives for this matter."

"Selfish?" Qingxuan, the female official, smiled and said, "You don't seem to be selfish. I heard from the female officials in the Spring and Autumn Palace that His Highness Xiaoshanjun insists on worshiping you as his disciple.

Not only did you not agree, but you also taught her a lesson. If it weren't for your identity, I would think that you are the most suitable person to accept her as your disciple. "

"No! Stop it! I have no arrogant idea of ​​overestimating my abilities to the point of wanting to argue with you as my equal."

Qingxuan, the female officer, walked with him on the mountain road and looked at Bailian with a meaningful look, "In the past few days, you have been enjoying yourself in the Najialan Cave. You are really brave. How dare you do it in the Empress's house?" Playing these little tricks right under your nose.”

Under the cover of the demon god's aura, even if he is the god's master, Balian is not worried that what he has done in the Najia Blue Cave in the past few days will be exposed.

Naturally, he would not show any flaws in the probing words of the female officer Qingxuan, and just laughed and said: "After all, when I came to Kunlun Mountain, the first place Master Qingxuan took me to was the Jialan Cave, so naturally I feel a bit nostalgic for the old place.”

Female officer Qingxuan snorted softly in her nasal voice, obviously not believing his rhetoric.

"My queen wants to see you."

Bailian looked surprised: "You want to see me again?"

This seems to be a bit too diligent.

He had just come out of Jialan Cave, and it was noon. Wasn't she busy with political affairs today?

The black paper fan in Qingxuan's hand was turned half a circle, and a breeze blew up under the two of them, lifting their bodies lightly and swaying them up to the top of the mountain.

As she used her magic, her feet would naturally speed up a lot.

The cold wind blew in the face, and the female official Qingxuan held an umbrella and walked against the wind. The autumn water stretched across the sky and the empty valley appeared.

Xu Baili'an kept her promise and completed the task, and even the words of Qingxuan's daughter-in-law who taught Baili'an a lesson were inadvertently revealed with a hint of joking without a sense of alienation.

"What qualifications do you have to complain here? Have you forgotten your identity?"

"What is my identity?"

The look in Qingxuan's eyes became more and more joking, even a bit of gloating as if she were watching a joke: "Since I have recruited you from all over the world, you are the first servant worthy of the name in the Palace of Wangchen. In your position , To seek my own life, since I am serving the king, I naturally have to serve the king day and night. "

It was completely as if he could hear such off-kilter words from the female official Qingxuan.

Bailian's body shook violently in mid-air, and he almost fell out from under the umbrella.

As if she had expected it, Female Officer Qingxuan quickly grabbed Bailian's arm and lifted him back to his original position without changing her expression.

"My Majesty is really planning on leaving no stone unturned. I had already expected you to pull this move. Throw? But throw it hard. The hundreds of thousands of mountains in Kunlun are all your territory. I wonder where you can hide?"

Did you expect this?

Bai Lian was a little angry: "So, your Majesty taught you to say this?"

"Otherwise?" Female official Qingxuan looked at him.

Under Qingxuan's spell, Bailian was quickly brought to the Wangchen Palace that he was familiar with.

The midday sun in the Kunlun Mountains is not very warm. When it shines on a person's body, the cold wind can sweep away the remaining body temperature.

There is no habit of lighting lamps in Wangchen Hall at night, and now during the day, there are no lights on.

The Wangchen Hall is ventilated but not light-proof. Bronze bells and iron horses jingle on the eaves, and the curtain in front of the hall is half rolled up. The hall is not illuminated by much light, perhaps because of the burning of warm incense, but not much can be seen inside. A sense of coldness and darkness.

Qingxuan, the female official, led the way to the curtain in front of the palace. She refused to take another step and stood under the long corridor, guarding an umbrella.

Bailian's throat moved, and he finally endured asking her why she didn't go in.

There was no communication between the two of them, but he formed a tacit understanding. He opened the wind-shielding curtain and stepped into the hall.

The gilt beast incense burner was slowly exhaling light smoke. Bailian entered the palace and looked around, but he saw a looming figure lying on the bed with brocade curtains.

Even though the reality is hidden, one can still see that the figure is so beautiful, with a low waist and plump buttocks, and that kind of graceful charm and coolness. Who else could it be but the Goddess Empress.

Such a enchanting, soft and mature body, separated by a thin layer of gauze, still retains its air of fairyland that is not stained by the wind and the moon.

(PS: Thunderstorms in Wuhan are really scary. The weather on earth is really getting weirder and weirder. It thundered all night long last night. It was scary...)