Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

　　In this regard, the little Saint Child's leisurely voice conveyed again:

　　"Do you think I should use it or not?".

Chapter 403

　　how is this possible?

　　The moment he heard Fang Mingjing's words, Yun Jian was completely sluggish.

　　Holy Son Chongxiao didn't use the power of the Great Sun Eucharist?

　　He... still hasn't used all his strength yet?

　　A bitter sense of panic quietly occupied Yun Jian's heart, and the moment he fell into an ice cave, he just thought it was too absurd.

　　absurd!

　　impossible!

　　He has already exerted all his strengths from the peak of the Tribulation Realm to this moment, but as a result, the Holy Son of Chongxiao still has spare power?

　　What a joke! ?

　　"Do you want to use big words to bluff me into giving in?! Don't make me laugh, Holy Son Chongxiao!!"

　　Despite saying this, Yun Jian's hand holding the spear felt a little cold involuntarily, and he didn't even notice that his voice at the moment was full of sternness.

　　"A big talk?"

　　Fang Mingjing looked at him strangely.

　　Being watched by his eyes, Yun Jian felt a little ashamed, but just when he looked serious and wanted to start the offensive again, a golden sun appeared behind Saint Son Chongxiao.

　　Yun Jian's expression froze completely.

　　When the vast golden sun appeared, everyone could perceive the changes in the surrounding heaven and earth.

　　The flames raged wildly in the surrounding heaven and earth, turning into a real red sea of ​​fire surging, as if the real sun had descended on the earth.

　　The whole void is burning.

　　The crowd watching the battle was stunned and couldn't believe it. Even though they were far away from the battlefield, when the terrifying high temperature radiated, they still felt extremely hot, and not only did their skin seem to be exposed for a while in front of the volcanic crater. It was so hot that even the mucous membranes of the mouth became dry and burning.

　　And what shocked them the most was that the aura could not completely isolate this high temperature!

　　People who are far away are still like this, so it is even more embarrassing to say that it is Yun Jian who is close.

　　The Yun family Tianjiao couldn't even hold the battle gun at the moment, he shivered and looked at Fang Mingjing, which was as noble as a god, set off by the golden sun. It was completely shattered, and there was no longer any thought of fighting against it.

　　Fang Mingjing raised a hand.

　　With his movements, that round of the great and sacred sun gradually began to rise.

　　Its scale gradually expanded, and its breath also became thick.

　　When the golden scorching sun gradually rose into the sky, its size had reached a huge one hundred meters.

　　Everything is burning.

　　Fang Mingjing looked down at Yun Jian condescendingly. At this moment, the slender and leisurely smile on his face was gone. He just waved his hand with calm and unwavering eyes, and cast this round of golden scorching sun down.

　　Everyone has no doubt that under this blow, Yun Jian will die without fighting back.

　　"Please stop, Holy Son Chongxiao!"

　　A majestic male voice came from the city, but his tone was quite polite.

　　Fang Mingjing's movements stopped.

　　But he looked at it but didn't intend to stop.

　　At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared in the city. He looked somewhat similar to Yun Jian, but his first impression seemed to be very good.

　　"This time, my Yun family lost."

　　"My Yun family will offer the offerings to the Holy Land as promised, so I also ask the Holy Son of Chongxiao to sell the old man's face and spare the dog."

　　Yun Qingyu's attitude is very low.

　　As the patriarch of the Yun family, his behavior was a bit unbelievable to outsiders, and even Yun Jian felt humiliated.

　　However, Yun Qingyu's eyes swept obscurely towards the carriage in the Holy Land. He knew that with the importance of the Holy Son of Chongxiao to the Holy Land of Chongxiao, there must be an existence in the God-Shaping Realm...

　　Although he lost a little face by putting his posture lower, it was not ashamed.

　　and,

　　(This generation's Holy Son Chongxiao is too enchanting.)

　　He sighed inwardly.

　　It is already a certainty that the other party is the next Holy Master of the Chongxiao Holy Land. In this case, Yun Qingyu does not intend to let the Yun family hate the other party. Although the pride of being a superpower makes him unable to be a slave, at least he still hopes Can make a good deal.

　　Seeing the other party's attitude, the little saint was rather bored. In comparison, he felt that the emperor's attitude was more interesting when he went to the Dayan Dynasty.

　　"Okay, just let him go."

　　He accepted the move, then ignored Yun Qingyu, and quickly went back to the carriage.

　　The head of the Yun family glanced at Yun Jian, who looked confused and didn't say anything. After Cang slowly approached the battlefield that was completely scorched by the scorched earth, he handed over the puppet in front of him.

　　"If it's getting late today, please accompany me into the city to rest for the night."

　　"it is good."

　　Cang nodded his head, making a clicking sound.

　　Then the chariot entered the city.

　　The night is not too late at this moment, it should be just right.

　　Without clouds, the night sky is dazzlingly beautiful.Countless stars formed a magnificent galaxy, making the night sky seem to be smudged into a magnificent purple, and the full moon appeared very bright.

　　At this time, the little saint was not interested in the affairs and attitude of the Yun family. He only knew that he was hungry and had something to eat immediately.

　　But now have to wait...

　　Wait until you find a quiet place where no one else will see it.

　　And after the chariot, who was watching the Holy Land, has completely entered the Yun family's town, the people who came to witness the battle between dragons and tigers also came back to their senses. To everyone today, everything just felt incredible to the point of shock, but Anyway, this trip is really worth it.

　　Among them were spies from other longevity families or the three dynasties. After a moment of silence, they looked at each other and dispersed in all directions. .

Chapter 404

　　The Yun family prepared a courtyard in the city.

　　The courtyard is very elegantly decorated, but at this moment, no one cares about it.

　　Cang stayed in the yard.

　　He asked Yun Qingyu to help him get a batch of ordinary wood, and then he sat there and carved with an ordinary knife.

　　This is his interest.

　　Whether it is a doll or a windmill, he quietly carves these small objects little by little.

　　After Fang Mingjing played with him for a while, he suddenly handed him a completed puzzle.

　　Cang was surprised.

　　After he took it, Fang Mingjing seemed to be able to feel a question mark popping up in his mind before he opened his mouth.

　　Because the pattern on the puzzle is a Gundam.

　　Something he had never seen before made Cang fall into silence.

　　"It looks kind of nice, but I don't know what it is," he said honestly.

　　"Can this be carved?"

　　"It can only be sculpted."

　　"Is that so..."

　　The little saint nodded.

　　The things that Elder Cang made are powerful. For example, the windmill he gave to Fang Mingjing before, if it is blown, it will be windy, and if the rattle is shaken, it will thunder and rain.

　　But it's definitely not possible to make a Gundam...

　　Fang Mingjing looked at it for a while and then ran away.

　　Yu Qingyue and Gu Shiyun sat opposite each other under the moon. There was a pot of wine on the table, some pastries and snacks.

　　These things were prepared by the Yun family.

　　In addition, the Yun family also sent a number of maids, but Yu Qingyue sent them all away.

　　Because it is not necessary.

　　They will rest here for one night at most, and leave early tomorrow morning.

　　"It doesn't feel lively here at all, it's not interesting at all."

　　Fang Mingjing ran over and took a piece of cake.

　　"It's better if it's boring, otherwise it's going to be so lively here that you'll be uncomfortable." Gu Shiyun was about to hug him.

　　"That's right."

　　After all, from the Yun family's point of view, they are simply looking for trouble, so it is conceivable that the Yun family feels aggrieved.

　　"Actually, the tributes from these nine families can be considered as protection fees for the Holy Land, so the Holy Land allows them to make a fortune on this continent."

　　A graceful smile appeared on Yu Qingyue's charming face. She drank the wine in the glass, and the faint blushing that followed was particularly moving.

　　"Although it is a little rebellious at times, it is always under control, otherwise the Holy Land would have torn them down and replaced them with a new batch."

　　"Huh?" Little Saint Child felt as if he had heard something extraordinary.