how to kill a dragon

"Little Moss!"

In the busy city, someone happily called Wang Xiaotai to a stop.

Wang Xiaotai stopped in her tracks stiffly, it was Wang Fuyao's voice.

If it was just Wang Fuyao, of course she would have nothing to stop, but beside Wang Fuyao, Li Jiutuan who hadn't seen him for a long time was also looking at her with a smile.

When he saw the two of them, Xiao Yu who had been following him silently disappeared into the crowd.

This is their agreement, the relationship between them is like walking in the dark night, except for a few people they already know, they will never be exposed to others.

Wang Xiaotai looked at Wang Fuyao and Li Jiutuan who were standing together extremely harmoniously, under the bright sunlight, the coldness came quietly and invaded her bone marrow silently, making her hands and feet slightly stiff.

For a moment, she thought of the stormy night above Lishan Mountain, of Ao Shun's desperate struggle in her hands, of the cruel test and torture in Wenxin Mirror, and of thousands of ashes of souls dissipating between heaven and earth. cold hard smell...

The appearance of Li Jiutuan brought these dangers back to her.

Unconsciously shaking her hands, Wang Xiaotai pulled away a stiff smile, forced herself to look into the eyes of Li Jiutuan and Wang Fuyao, and greeted them.

Bright moon, good wine, flowers and trees, shadows.

The Yixian Tower also opened to this little place with no name. Wang Xiaotai waved her sleeves and covered the entire building under the surprised eyes of everyone in the Yixian Tower, but only set up a table in the small courtyard behind the Yixian Tower. banquet.

Today's Yixian Tower is only for entertaining Wang Fuyao and Li Jiutuan.

They said they got a distress letter from Wang Xiaotai in the Laomu Palace, so they went down the mountain to find someone.

Li Jiutuan said that Xu negative on the mountain also went down the mountain a few days ago, and now he is nowhere to be found. After finding Wang Xiaotai, he will go to bring Xu negative back to the old mother's palace.

Wang Xiaotai also specially took out the fairy wine Lan Ke Yimeng that she had collected for many years. It is said that Chunyu Fen who had the Lan Ke Yimeng back then drank this kind of wine before he became so drunk that he dreamed for thousands of years.

This wine has been lost in the mortal world, but those alcoholic immortals in the heaven got the formula of this wine in the winemaker's dream and brewed this wine. Since then, this wine has only been passed down to the immortals.

Wang Fuyao brought the wine glass to the tip of her nose curiously and sniffed it. She had only heard of this kind of wine, but she had only heard of its name for a long time, but had not seen the wine.

The wine liquid is not as transparent as it is popular in the world, but a kind of turquoise that is close to gold. Under the light, the light penetrates the wine liquid, and the wine liquid vibrates involuntarily, shining like thousands of forests and waves. The tide, and when the wine was just poured out of the jug, there was a melodious breath from the distant mountains.

The small cup seems to contain a vibrant spring.

"This glass of wine is so special, it smells full of vitality." Wang Fu shook the glass and praised.

Wang Xiaotai also poured herself a glass of Lanke Yimeng, "If this wine is just like this, of course it can't be regarded as fairy wine."

"The beauty of it is that the taste of wine is different for everyone."

Wang Xiaotai showed them her wine glass, in which the starlight was rippling, like a small river of stars flowing, with a strong fragrance of flowers, it didn't smell like wine, but like a cup of fresh and timeless scented tea.

The two glasses of wine were completely different, but they were clearly poured from the same jug.

"The immortal who made the wine said that this wine is called Lanke Yimeng, but everyone's requirements are different, so how can the dream be the same, so everyone drinks Lanke Yimeng, and the taste is different."

"It is said that people who drink this rotten Ke Yimeng will dream of what they want most."

Wang Xiaotai raised her hand and drank the wine in the glass. After putting down the wine glass, Wang Xiaotai raised her eyes, her brows were misty, her lips became light red due to the smell of alcohol, and the red mole of Guanyin on the center of her eyebrows was added for no reason. The warm and beautiful spiritual energy dispersed like frost in the courtyard, and a tree of flowers and leaves fell leisurely on her face.

Wang Fuyao also followed her to finish the Lan Ke Yimeng in the cup. After drinking, his eyes became straight, and he sat on the side in a daze. He didn't speak for a long time, obviously he was shocked by this wine he had never tasted before.

Wang Xiaotai slowly moved Li Jiutuan's untouched wine glass towards him. The glass was swaying with sparkling and wonderful liquid. Before she realized it, a flush of wine had already floated on her cheeks. "Brother, why don't you drink?"

"Little Moss..."

Li Jiutuan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to her, but stopped, not knowing how to continue.

"Are you... happy now?"

Wang Xiaotai smiled, what's the problem?
She thought Li Jiutuan would ask her about the 60 graves, she thought Li Jiutuan would ask her about Ao Shun's death, she thought Li Jiutuan would talk a lot, but what did Li Jiutuan say?
Are you happy?
Wang Xiaotai lowered her head, she no longer had that thick layer of bangs in front of her eyes, but she still habitually lowered her head in front of Li Jiutuan, not looking into his eyes.

Under the shadows, the corners of Wang Xiaotai's mouth curled up strangely, and she grinned a big smile that no one saw, but said in a crying voice: "I'm happy, senior brother, I can cultivate immortals. I have immortal roots, and I have immortal roots." If I become a godhead, I can live thousands of years, of course I am happy."

"I'm just... so happy."

"I heard that you are now Empress Fuyao, Xiaotai, Fuyao knew her before she knew you, but... did you mean to call her the name Fuyao Empress?" Li Jiutuan sighed, " You are stealing her fate and fortune."

"So what," Wang Xiaotai replied softly, "She herself agreed."

Li Jiutuan shook his head, with a feeling of hating iron and steel, "I don't worry about her, she is destined by destiny, Xiaotai, everything she encounters is just the tribulations on her way to becoming a god, and all kinds of tribulations are added body, just to make her Dao heart firm, and become a god in one day."

"Little Moss, it's you I'm worried about."

"Those who play with fate will be played by fate in the end."

"Fuyao's fate... Xiaotai, you can't bear it, and one day you will pay a painful price for it."

"Call back Xiaotai's name, and give her back Fuyao's name."

"Little Moss, just listen to your senior brother."

"Don't avenge what you can't avenge."

Li Jiutuan remembered that Wang Xiaotai once asked him about Wang Fuyao in the old mother's palace. Li Jiutuan said that Wang Fuyao was a man of destiny, a born star, and that the tragedy of 60 people in Jinghe was destined to be resolved by Wang Fuyao. Back to justice.

Knowing all this, Wang Xiaotai still chose the name Fuyao as her Taoist name, and passed on the name of Empress Fuyao to Jiuzhou, and even changed Wang Fuyao's own name to Master Ciyun.

This is a provocation to the way of heaven, and it is stealing the fate that originally belonged to Wang Fuyao.

Even if he wanted revenge, he should use his own name instead of using Fuyao's name to deceive Heaven.

Wang Xiaotai looked forward and said in a low voice, "What if I say no?"

"What if I risk my life to earn a share of my life from the sky?"

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

"Open the enchantment of the old mother's palace and tell everyone what I did?"

Wang Xiaotai looked up at Li Jiutuan with her pale face, and slowly tightened her palms, holding the wine glass tightly, refusing to let go, "Brother, if I refuse, are you going to kill me?"

If Li Jiutuan wanted to kill Wang Xiaotai, all he had to do was open the enchantment of the old mother's palace and release the scene of Ao Shun's death. He didn't even need to dirty his hands.

At that moment, Wang Xiaotai had even thought about her last words, the two dragons had already made her life worse than death, making her an enemy of the entire dragon clan, and she had no other choice but to die quickly.

"Of course not!" Li Jiutuan looked at the stubborn little girl in front of him, and he didn't know what to say as he was always good at communicating with people, "Don't worry, everything that happened in that yard will never be known, I have covered it up with a lot of barriers, as long as I still have a breath, your matter will not be spread."

"When Fuyao went up the mountain, I mentioned to go to your yard to have a look, but I also refused, even she didn't know about you."

"Lao Mu Gong will not take over anything related to the Dragon Clan from now on."

"Little Moss, what are you afraid of? You are my little junior sister, and my senior brother will always be by your side."

"Trust big brother, okay?"

Big brother, he is really a god, I cried to death T^T.

In fact, I have two outlines, one is the main line of Xiaomo, and the other is the main line of Fuyao. The two sides are interspersed. But in the end, in my heart, Xiaomo defeated Fuyao. The story of Fuyao is the traditional one. The story, Xiaotai... I don't even know how many times I have cried for her. In the middle of the night, it was also Xiaotai in my dream.Because I love her too much, I decided to let her appear as a unique heroine.

I have nothing else to ask for in this book, I just hope that Xiaotai can be written well, and I really hope that when you read the latter, everyone will not hate the already very "villain" Xiaotai T^T.