The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 624 625. Fusang Long Dream ([-])

What Aunt Chen was worried about, but Chen Ahsan felt puzzled.

She asked, "Aniang, do I have to get married?"

Chen Ahsan has the appearance of a young girl, thin, with a bit of beauty, when she asked this question, she was still sharpening the fish-killing knife.

Aunt Chen looked at her obviously abnormal right leg, sighed from the bottom of her heart, and said, "Silly San, if you don't marry, you will grow old when your parents are gone. Who will take care of you?" Woolen cloth?"

"Women all over the world want to marry."

Chen Ahsan lowered her eyes, she was as calm as she was when she was a child, and the shiny sharp blade reflected her eyes, which were deep but glowing.

"I kill fish all my life."

"I always feel that I didn't come to this world to get married."

Aunt Chen smiled and poked her on the head: "Little girl, it's outrageous."

The little girl lowered her head and took a fish from the wooden basin, her mind was unsteady, holding the knife was naturally not as steady as before, her thoughts began to diverge, and she was thinking in her heart.

"What was I born to do?"

Kill fish for a lifetime?Or marry and have children, extending descendants?Or is it a heroine like Qin Liangyu like a storyteller who has made a big career?

She felt confused and confused.

Chen Ah San has been killing fish in Fangshi for more than a year. Aunt Chen has worked hard for her marriage, but she is not a wealthy family and cannot afford much dowry. It is really hard to find a marriage for a lame girl.

When Aunt Chen found a hunter in a neighboring village, the man was older, but he was also considered capable.

Chen Ah San shook his head.

She took out a wooden box from the hut, which contained the copper plates she had saved over the years, 38 Wen, handed them over, and said something stupid to Aunt Chen.

"Aniang, I want to find myself."

She could read a few words, left a note and went to the Taoist temple in the deep mountains with a fish-killing knife.

The next day everyone in the square market knew that the third daughter of the Chen family, who sells fish, was ill and had to leave in a hurry. influences.

She shaved off her hair, removed the fish-killing knife, got a new name "Hui Zhen", and sat in meditation every day.

Huizhen closed her eyes again and again, and asked clearly: "What am I going to do and where am I going when I descend into the world?"

The thin and stubborn little nun gradually turned into a kind-hearted old nun.

When she opened her eyes for the last time in this life, her pupils were cloudy, her pupils were brown and yellow, and she was old, but there was an indescribable introverted brilliance, like pearls that go away from dust.

"good."

She saw a long bridge with misty clouds and mists. It couldn't be said to be long or short, but at the end of the bridge, a girl in golden clothes was turning her head to look at her with a small smile on her lips.

I found myself.

……

Under the Hibiscus Sacred Tree, the appearance of the woman in the center was faintly revealed in the red-gold light group.

The three ancestors, Xichang, Xixuan and Xicheng, took the lead in changing, shrinking their stature and falling below them.

Xi Changcan's golden eyes narrowed slightly, with respect and awe.

"There really is the blood of the god crow remaining in the world, but why is it not the pure body of a demon god, but a human body?"

Xi Ning also nodded, with persistent doubts in his tone.

"What flows is the incomparably pure blood of the God Crow, but there is no body of the God Crow, and what is practiced is only the "Golden Crow Demon Transformation". It's weird, weird."

Xixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved a pair of black wings, with a faint divine light pouring down, and said in a decisive tone.

"steal."

"It was stolen."

But there was no loathing or hatred in his words, because as the lineage of demon gods, he would know that their bloodlines are comparable to ancient immortals, and true demons, even compared with the innate creatures of eternity, can only be said to be evenly divided.

Even if he is killed, he can only get blood essence, not origin blood.Blessed by a family's qi and destiny, and karma-protected, it is only possible if many conditions are met, the most important thing is the willingness of the owner.

Xichang and Xinan were startled, their breaths were low.

"Could it be, that one?"

"Emperor Xiyue."

When Xi Xuan said this, he confirmed Liang Wu's conjecture.

Only Xiyue's blood is the closest to Shenwu, and only she can achieve transformation.

The history of the Jinwu clan is incomparably magnificent, and it has been passed down to the present. It was at its peak in ancient times, but when it came to the generation of Empress Xiyue, it changed suddenly, and now it can only inhabit the Golden Crow Divine Land, not visible in the sky.

But no Golden Crow will resent her, everything will be reversed, and everything has a cycle of ups and downs. At the beginning, the defeat of the Golden Crow clan had already been revealed, and Xiyue was just fighting on behalf of the fate of the group. Break through and then stand up, becoming the supreme of the lineage of the demon gods.

But now, they have received her gift, even if it is a human body, but this female cultivator is pregnant with black blood, which symbolizes that their Golden Crow lineage will be blessed with the luck of ninety-nine supreme fates, just waiting to be sharpened, It is time to return to Tianyu and conquer the world again!

The three Golden Crow Patriarchs, who knew the past, couldn't help but feel their thoughts racing, filled with emotion.

And the state of the woman when she came naturally couldn't hide from their insight, the inner foundation was greatly damaged, and the hibiscus tree spirit woke up because of her, presumably because of this reason.

All they can do now is to work together to cover up the secrets and protect Pei Xihe.

If those Heavenly Venerables from back then caught a glimpse of the aura fluctuations, I'm afraid they would try their best to kill the inheritors of Shenwu's bloodline.

Fortunately, this girl in golden clothes came to the Golden Crow Divine Land with the branches of hibiscus tree, walked through the golden sea, and used the fire to travel the avenue to hide the fluctuations. Forced bombardment.

The junior Golden Crow whirled in mid-air, while the three ancestors stood guard at the bottom of the tree.

The juniors finally calmed down, but they never got close to the giant tree that exuded the radiance of scarlet gold, but stood in the air and practiced their own peacefully.

In this way, 37 years have passed.

The three golden crows restrained their innate golden brilliance, and looked like ordinary black crows, but they had three legs, and they had been guarding the light group with the power of three talents for many years.

Now the light group has become thinner and dimmer, and the woman in it has long hair hanging loose, curled up as if in a mother's womb, a breath of innate energy was injected by the hibiscus tree before, and now her whole body is shrouded in white mist.

Suddenly, the peripheries of the light group were completely shattered, and all the white mist poured into the primordial spirit in Pei Xihejiang Palace.

The primordial spirit has not returned to its original trend during these 37 years, but it has not been broken either, more like time has been stopped.

The Yuanshen is the creation of the Yuanying and the soul. At this moment, there is a hint of purple in the white mist, all pouring into the soul.

The woman's body stretched out, and there was an invisible charm lingering.

The three Golden Crow Patriarchs retreated immediately, so as not to disturb the spontaneous flow of the golden-clothed woman's aura with her own Taoist rhyme.

The woman fell to the ground with a calm expression and opened her eyes.

(End of this chapter)