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Chapter 193 211. Clingy Goblin!The Birth of Jinxia Mountain (4.3K words)
Sun family.

In the autumn wind, a hundred flowers are still in full bloom.

The flowers that bloom in the frost in the desolation and chill are warmer than spring but have a different flavor.

Autumn water pulses, and the eyes of a beauty are like autumn water.

When Xia Yan passed by the pool, he "accidentally" met the three granddaughters.

Three daughters, there are two young and lively girls with bodies full of vitality, and a beautiful woman with her hair in a bun and a coquettish body.

"Sun Shiyin, a little girl, has met Dragon City King.

I don't know if the Dragon City King has leisure in the afternoon, Shiyin's painting skills are now at a bottleneck, and he wants to use the Dragon City King to make a breakthrough.

The two younger sisters, Shiyin, are also average. "The beautiful woman smiled.

"Little girl, Sun Qin'e, has met Dragon City King."

"Little girl, Sun Qinying, has met Dragon City King."

The two girls on the side also saluted.

"Afternoon. Let me think about it." Xia Yan felt that since he entered the Sun's family, he should have a better relationship with the Sun's family, and it doesn't matter if he gets a portrait drawn, just like someone in the previous life wanted to pull you to take a picture The photos are the same, nothing more.

He also knew this Sun Shiyin, who belonged to the line of the eldest son of the Sun family, and the elder family could be said to be the "powerful faction" with more say in the Sun family.

The three girls looked at him with expectant eyes, and they all had a feeling in their hearts that "it will be very fulfilling to be with Dragon City King this afternoon".

"Afternoon, I didn't." Xia Yan decided to agree, because he really had nothing to do in the afternoon.

But before he finished his words, a faint female voice came from the side.

"Yes, he's not available."

Ye Nan, who looked like a tall and beautiful woman, appeared out of nowhere, and then directly took Xia Yan's arm and said, "Sir, didn't you agree to take a nap with me in the room in the afternoon?"

The word "take a nap" directly shocked the three granddaughters next to her.

Do you want face?

Do you want to be ashamed?
In broad daylight, actually talking about going to bed?

However, if Ye Nanjue said to go to other places, they could still go there, but Ye Nanjue said "take a nap", they couldn't possibly go to bed with him, right?
"Sun Yuexiang! Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are married to Dragon City King!"

"Yes, what an elegant person Dragon City King is, how could he spend the day with a woman like you. Are you ashamed during the day? Are you ashamed?"

Ye Nanjue looked at Xia Yan.

Xia Yan turned his head, with a sullen expression on his face, and said to the three girls: "Three girls, this is my wife, I hope you can respect it."

The three women were stunned for a moment, and apologized one after another, for fear of hurting their image in the mind of the male god.

But Ye Nanjue dragged Xia Yan back to the house, then took out the pen and ink, and a blank drawing paper, and went out again.

Xia Yan:? ? ?
Ye Nan seemed to read the question mark above his head, and said, "I'll draw for you."

Xia Yan said: "The reason why you drove away others is because you want to paint for me?"

Ye Nanjue said: "No, I just want to tell you that none of them deserve to paint you, their paintings are all vulgar and vulgar.

Today I will draw the best ones for you, so that your vision will become higher. Don’t let people paint for you indiscriminately in the future. "

As the two talked, they came to a place with beautiful scenery.

Ye Nanjue lowered his head intently, studied the ink, and swung his brush, the wind came out naturally, and the world faded away.

At this moment, although she was still wearing a leather jacket that looked like Sun Yuexiang, in her bones she was the one who used to be the second in the world, the former emperor of the Shadow Emperor, and the one who ranked among the top three in the list of gods.
She raised the brush to draw, and like a show of skill, she put the appearance of the man in front of her and the landscape into the scroll.

Absolutely stunning, incomparable.

Another afternoon.

"Sun Fu, the little girl, has met Dragon City King.

Watching the autumn wind and starry night yesterday, I felt something in my heart, and wrote a piano score, but I suffered from no one listening.Today I saw King Longcheng, and I hope that King Longcheng will listen to the little girl a little bit.

Qin is in the pavilion next to it, and it only needs to be moved by the Dragon City King for a while. I don't know if Sun Fu has this honor? "

A charming and graceful beauty in the autumn wind and sunshine, bowed her head and smiled, raised her hand to gently stroke the slightly drooping black hair on her temples, and raised her eyes from time to time to express her tenderness.

Xia Yan knew about Sun Fu.

This is one of the favorite descendants of the ancestor of the Sun family. On weekdays, he is surrounded by many teenagers when he goes in and out of the Sun family. It can be said that his status is quite high.

It would be really good if he could get closer to Sun Fu just by listening to a qin. This would allow him to be more free in the Sun family in the future, and it would be much more convenient for him to do whatever he did.

So, he decided to agree, and said with a smile: "Bai, I'm lucky."

But before he finished speaking, a familiar female voice came from the side.

"Sorry, he has an appointment with me in the afternoon, so he can't listen to Miss Sun Fu's piano music."

Ye Nanjue appeared again, then looked at him and asked, "Is that right, Mr. Xianggong?"

Xia Yan looked at Sun Fu and said, "Exactly."

A chill flashed in Sun Fu's eyes, but the chill was not aimed at Xia Yan, but at Sun Yuexiang next to her, but she suppressed the coldness in her eyes, looked at Xia Yan gently and said: "Then another day, I will be in Longcheng Wang Yiqin will make friends."

Ye Nanjue pulled Laxia Yan.

Xia Yan said: "In another day, I have something to do with my wife, so I won't disturb Miss Sun Fu. Let me go."

Satisfied, Ye Nanjue dragged Xia Yan away.

In the distance, Sun Fu stomped her feet resentfully, then ran into the pavilion, and directly destroyed the excellent guqin in the pavilion as if venting her anger.

"Sun! Yue! Xiang!" She gritted her teeth and said these three words, and then ran away angrily, she was going to sue the Patriarch of the Sun family.

The head of the Sun family will not ignore her problem, because she can go directly to the ancestor.

On the other side, Ye Nanjue took Xia Yan back to the house, without thinking, he took out a guqin from his Qiankun bag, and said: "My husband wants to listen to the music, so I will play it for you. Where does the sound of Fen's playing fit into Xianggong's ears?"

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes slightly, her hands hung on the strings, and then continued like the wind caressing the surface of the lake, rustling like the snow on the peak of the gods, and the extremely beautiful music flowed out from between the ten fingers of the plain hands.

The listener seems to have swept away the boredom in his heart.

After playing a song, someone outside the door said, "Sun Yuexiang, the Patriarch is looking for you, please come with us."

Ye Nanjue got up holding the piano, and said, "Okay."

Xia Yan wants to go with her.

Ye Nanjue said: "Sister-in-law doesn't have to go anywhere, the concubine will come back when she goes."

After half an hour, Ye Nanjue returned and nothing happened.

Another afternoon.

"Little girl Sun Rou recently wrote two poems.

I heard that Dragon City King is a master of poetry, I want Dragon City King to take a look at it, hehe. "

A playful and lovely woman blocked Xia Yan's way.

This time, before Xia Yan could speak, Ye Nanjue popped up again and said, "My husband has something to do with me, I can't read your poems anymore, you should find someone else."

After finishing speaking, Ye Nanjue took Xia Yan away, brought Xia Yan into the room, and began to write poems while biting the tip of his pen.

Xia Yan: .
At this moment, he suddenly realized what love is.

Love is to give you all the best, but to reject everything others give you.

He was in a complicated mood.

The next day
Wen Moxuan.

Sun Honghong, the daughter of Dragon City King and Sun Yuexiang, showed complex expressions on the front.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking"

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles will not stop you."

"Did he...he wrote these really?"

The little Teacher Li said: "Yes, your father is very talented."

Sun Honghong lowered her head. In fact, she has never enjoyed the love of a father, but now she has a father who is like a "brother", but she can't get close to her. She can't help but feel a little depressed.

The little teacher Li said: "Maybe, you can go and look for him."

"Forget it, Sun Yuexiang is with him every day."

"How can I call my mother by her first name?"

"That's what I'm going to call her. Hmph! She never cared about me!

In the past, she taught me to be patient every day.

Now that she has Dragon City King, she just doesn't want me.

But I don't hate Dragon City King, I hate her! "

"I'll go with you, first look for Dragon City King." Li Yiqing looked at the girl in front of him.

She clearly knew that the girl's psychology was severely twisted, and the only way for her to recover was for her parents to accept her.

Hence.
Afternoon
"Dragon City King!" Li Yiqing took Sun Honghong's hand to stop Xia Yan, and then said with a smile, "Your daughter wants to see you every day."

Xia Yan looked at Sun Honghong who was at the side.

The girl was a little nervous facing him, but the rebellious spirit in her bones made her raise her head again, and without saying hello, she snorted: "Humph!"

Xia Yan couldn't help laughing, the girl's cowardice was written all over her face, and she was still pretending to be so tough.

For such an innocent daughter, although he didn't feel guilty in his heart, he still had sympathy, so he said gently, "What's wrong? Honghong?"

Hearing such an intimate address, Sun Honghong blushed immediately, and she finally understood how powerful the "little daddy" in front of her was.

Because of this, she couldn't understand why the "little daddy" wanted to marry her mother.

"I, I, just to see if your writing is okay," Sun Honghong faltered.

Li Yiqing next to him smiled and said, "This kid just saw your poems, and his eyes lit up."

"No, no." Sun Honghong blushed instantly.

Xia Yan thought about it, it turned out that it was about poetry, so why not copy one and give it to the little girl.

Which song should I copy?

Copy the first poem to encourage learning.

So, he said gently: "Honghong likes it, so I'll write a song for you."

"Write me a song?" Sun Honghong was already in a daze, and a small sense of happiness sprouted in her heart.

Xia Yan said: "Then show up"

Before the words fell, Ye Nanjue suddenly came from not far away, and soon appeared beside him, and then said lightly: "He is not free now, and he will not be free in the future."

As she said that, she took Xia Yan's hand, and then she didn't look at the more aggrieved gaze from Sun Honghong.

After a while.
The two returned to the house.

Xia Yan said: "After all, she is our daughter on the surface."

Ye Nanjue said indifferently: "She has nothing to do with you or me. If I let her live, it is already a gift."

Seeing that Xia Yan was in a bad mood, the white porcelain beauty took off her human leather clothes, showing her own appearance, her silver hair poured down like a waterfall, her eyes were like water hiding tenderness, then she walked to Xia Yan's side, grabbed his hand and pressed gently on himself.

"I'll make it up to you." The porcelain beauty spoke the most gentle words, and then straddled his lap, "As long as Yan Lang has me, that's all."

Saying this, she suddenly felt something, her delicate body tensed up like an electric shock, and then she groaned softly, her face flushed slightly, and she wrapped her hands around her husband's neck like a green leaf on a lonely boat on a spring stream, enjoying the With the tenderness and sweetness of my husband.

In the days that followed, Ye Nanjue clinged to Xia Yan day and night, and Xia Yan could no longer be free at night, and he couldn't even practice the way of the heart demon.

But correspondingly, as compensation, he also gained a lot of knowledge about the world from Ye Nanjue.

In the world, there is some kind of will in the dark, which can be called the will of heaven.

One side is heaven, and the other side is will.

One side's will is one side's world.

One side of the world always needs a side of gods to manage it.

Where do gods come from?

This is the task of the Conferred Gods List.

The list of gods has absorbed the souls of the most powerful people in the world, and then let them develop individually. After the power of the gods is established, these gods will each have the power to control part of the power of the world.

Countless years ago, the list of gods was born. In that life, the gods established the gods and powers called heaven, hell, Buddha kingdom, and Sanqing palace.

But now, the world has changed, the will of the world has also changed, and the gods will naturally change.

And they are the gods of the future.

So strictly speaking, they are the orthodox, and those who hinder their development of the new world are the moths of this universe.

As for the death.

The state of death is inextricably related to the old gods before.

It was created by the old gods in order to delay or destroy the arrival of the "new world".

The passing state is very likely to exist in the same "Treasure of the Great Way".

That "treasure" upholds the will of heaven in the past, and its body may be a tower.

And each floor of this tower corresponds to a passing state.

So, strictly speaking, the essence of this world is the struggle between the new gods and the old gods.

The old gods refused to step down, insisting that the new world is the end and the devil.

But the new god is still growing, and is still letting this new world enter the next node, which is the end of the gray river.

The world returns to chaos, broken and then rebuilt, that's all.

Xia Yan listened silently, but it was naturally impossible for him to listen to Ye Nanjue's one-sided words, even if this silver-haired petite white porcelain beauty slept with his arms around him every day, he would not easily listen to it.

Because he clearly remembered that what he heard from "Dao Wu" before was another set of rhetoric.

Everything today is not a new world at all, but originates from the catastrophe outside the universe.

a few days later.

An invitation letter landed in front of the gate of their courtyard.

The letter reads, "In three days, Lingshan is about to settle in the outskirts of the city. I invite all aristocratic families to come to watch the ceremony, explore, and choose a cave for cultivation."

The two looked at each other, the opportunity came, and the secrets of the family finally began to emerge.

three days later.

Jiangnan suburbs.

About [-] members of the four great families gather here, but they are separated by more than ten miles, holding onto the "clairvoyance" to look into the distance.

In the distance, on the flying chariot, Tiger Ancestor stood in the air, and when he raised his hand, a mysterious picture bathed in light was slowly pulled away, and then, a small black dot flew out of the picture.

The black dot grows when the wind blows, and settles in this world.

For a moment, the surrounding world seemed to be a picture scroll that had been put on for a long time, and the gray fog rumbled, and then, the gray river was surging again.

But between the turbulent gray river, there is a majestic peak surrounded by spiritual energy.

The clouds and mist are murmuring, like a long stream of water, with independent mountain peaks floating in the air, and spiritual grass and spiritual flowers are everywhere, which is extremely beautiful.

But on a boundary stone at the entrance, the words "Jinxia Mountain" are written.

Above is the Floating Spiritual Qi Mountain,
Below is the raging gray river.

This scene is beyond words!

Even the ancestors of the four great families were stunned.

However, Huihe seems to be suppressed by this floating mountain of spiritual energy, or it could be said that the two sides have reached a certain balance, so that Huihe is only below it and will not affect the mountain.

Of course, if you accidentally fall from the mountain, that's another way of saying it.

(End of this chapter)