Chapter 1 Hope

The corners of Luo Yan's eyes were slightly upturned, and Jiang Chen floated with a smile! Why did you miss your Shenger?"

Jiang Chen said righteously, "Sheng'er is forbidden to foot in Biluo, and Jiang Chen can't see her for the time being. What's more, she has two masters of returning to the ruins to take care of. She should be fine.

"Reverse?" Luo Yan said puzzledly, "Will he care about Sheng'er?"

"You will understand later." Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment and didn't explain much. The words and deeds of the masters of Guixu Dacheng cater to the choice of Tao. Since the rebellion did not choose to kill Shenger, it can't be let go. Therefore, once Shenger's life and death are involved, they will never sit idly by.

Luo Yan sighed gently: "Jiang Chen and others have been together for three years. Although they can quarrel and make trouble, they feel a little uncomfortable without any one." She stretched out her jade finger, nodded Jiang Chen's forehead fiercely, and said coquettishly, "Jiang Chen knows that you have no conscience, but you are actually reluctant to give up, but you are still stubborn. You have already returned to the ruins. Why do you need someone else to take care of Shenger for you? Sheng'er is also a stuffy gourd and likes to keep everything in her heart. According to Jiangchen, she would rather die with you than live under the protection of rebelliousness.

"Jiang Chen" Jiang Chen opened his mouth and had a lot of thoughts for a moment. He didn't know how to explain it.

Little pervert, Jiang Chen knows that you are doing well. Luo Yan reached out to cover Jiang Chen's lips and stroked them provocatively, "She is not like Jiang Chen and Haiji, who are helpless lonely people, Shenger, Bi Luofu, and Mingyang. You don't think she needs to suffer with Jiang Chen.

But you are not her, and you have no right to make a choice for her. Shenger is not a treasure you treasure. She belongs to herself.

Jiang Chen was stunned and said for a long time, "Let's wait until Yuntian and I have a chance to survive." Jiang Chen's eyes turned to the torrent of the distant underworld, and the mountains have been covered with raging black. People and demons flew wild in mid-air, fleeing east and west. Yunfu Island is driving the sea of clouds, with a large number of elders, and the battlefield of the Lancang River was almost emptied at once.

The three armies have been severely damaged, and there is little spare time to launch another war in a short time.

In contrast, Yunfu Island suffered the least loss. With the help of Xingqi, Yunhai and strong personal strength, many elders were able to escape.

But Yunfu Island may not be able to rest assured. After this war, the injured Arctic Holy Land and Dongzhou had to cooperate sincerely to avoid being annexed by Yunfu Island one by one. Even if the internal factions of Dongzhou disagreed in the past, they must be unanimous at this time. At most, he will shake Mingyang's superior position. After all, he insisted on sending troops, which led to heavy losses in Dongzhou.

And the casualties of the Arctic Holy Land will also shake Yuntian's authority, which is really good for Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen has been in the cloud world for so many years without knowing how to take advantage of this opportunity to win the position of the lord of the cloud world.

When Jiang Chen rescued Luo Yan, he turned into a heavy rain and was surrounded by chaos, so he was not noticed. No one will doubt Jiang Chen's head for the matter of flooding Lancang, and the monsters of the Arctic Holy Land will not have any complaints about Jiang Chen.

The best thing is that there are still people carrying the blame for Jiang Chen. Imagine that in addition to the mysterious ASEAN, which other forces will take the opportunity to consume the three troops and horses to reap the benefits of the fishermen? ASEAN is undoubtedly the biggest suspicion. It planted a stake for them and avenged the failure of the vein array in Jinyan City.

The only flaw is the soul tower that disappeared at the bottom of the fragrant river. Just waiting for all parties to figure out the context, Jiang Chen is afraid that he has already controlled the power of life and death in the Arctic holy land.

Luo Yan looked at Jiang Chen's expression and said in surprise, "Isn't this made by you?

How dare you introduce the Nether River into ASEAN? Jiang Chen didn't do anything, just came up with an idea. Jiang Chen smiled faintly and said, "It is the devil who made evil, and he has nothing to do with Jiang Chen.

His luck is not good. Now that he forcibly triggers the Nether River tide, he will inevitably be taboo. His luck will only become worse, and the hope of giving up will naturally be smaller. This time, in addition to the loss of the three forces of Yunfu Island, Jiang Chen also successfully glimpsed some of the power of the demon and took the opportunity to calculate him.

Luo Yan hugged Jiang Chen worriedly: "Compared with Yuntian, the devil is much more cunning. Don't be careless."

Jiang Chen felt the two balls close to his chest towering*, couldn't help swinging in his heart, pinched her * fiercely and said, "In order not to be cuckolded, I can't let the devil win!"

Luo Yan smiled, with charming eyes and twisting like a snake in Jiang Chen's arms, making Jiang Chen's heart ape and dry mouth. However, Jiang Chen looked as usual and did not make a fool of himself on the spot, which was much more qualitative than in the past.

Luo Yan looked at Jiang Chen in surprise. Xiang Fu's lower abdomen slowly rubbed Jiang Chen's thigh, bit Jiang Chen's ear and moaned, "Little pervert, why are you so pale? Isn't it a nose?"

Jiang Chen whispered a few words in her ear. Luo Yan laughed wildly and shook **: "Return to the ruins Dacheng, it turns out that even that place is under control." Jiang Chen found a mountain forest and fell down, took a rest for a while, and told each other about the latest situation. After Luo Yan left Jinyan City, he pretended to be mixed into the demon army, secretly investigated the news, and also learned a lot of secrets.

"Has Xiaoyou never returned to the Lancang River?" After listening to Luo Yan's detailed description, Jiang Chen asked suspiciously.

"Well, Jiang Chen has never seen him in the camp. All the wars in the Arctic Holy Land were discussed and decided by the other four demon kings. However, the reverse often pretends to be crazy and stupid, which is a make-up. The mouth of the longan is full of delicious food, and it takes more time to eat than to talk. As for Bi Chaoge, maybe because of your relationship, it's not his turn to make major decisions at all. Through the light and transparent purple silk tent, Luo Yan stood in the waterfall pool on the mountainside, raising his head, and his slender waist bent back into a bow, extending into a concave and convex sexy curve. The waterfall splashed from the top of the mountain and washed past her proud chest. The round drops of water rolled into the deep depression in the demon camp. They haven't bathed for a long time, and now they are finally comfortable. Well, it's so comfortable." Luo Yan's hoarse and magnetic voice is mixed with the sound of gurgling waterfalls, which sounds particularly seductive.

This is an authentic goblin! Jiang Chen's throat shrugged and said, "So, the real person in charge is Afanti, and the boy Longyan Chicken is responsible for the specific command of the operation?"

"That's about it. However, the longan chicken is really powerful. With flexible tactical mobilization, it repelled the round attack of several times the advantage of Yunfu Island. Luo Yan twisted his posture gracefully and leaned towards the falling waterfall. Through the hazy silk tent, her plump and seductive * turned to cater, * slightly trembling, and the beauty loomed.

However, Jiang Chen looked at it from the perspective of returning to the ruins, even if the spring tide path of Luoyan, Pengmen fragrant grass is clearly visible.

The benefits of returning to the ruins are really endless.

After a closer look, Jiang Chen couldn't help rushing up, and his five limbs were hot. He eagerly wanted to rush over and forcibly pressed him: "Do those demon soldiers know that Yuntian has gone to Yunfu Island?"

This sentence was hoarse and short of breath, which made Luo Yan let out a fascinating smile: "They don't know about it. Even if you tell them yourself, it won't be a big deal for Yuntian. At that time, as long as it is said that "Yuntian takes the plan to draw money from the bottom of thefu and beat the enemy's nest alone", it will make the demon soldiers admire his courage.

Luo Yan's smile, the thrilling curves are like waves, and each place creates another scenery. Jiang Chen only felt that his lower body was stiff, bulging and cracking, and subconsciously restrained his mana.

Everything turned into a faint view of flowers in the fog. In the purple silk tent as thin as cicada wings, the spring light suddenly appeared. If you want to refuse to welcome it, it is less than before, and it adds a trace of reverie.

Jiang Chen's eyes stopped on Luo Yan's round and gently trembling * and inadvertently slid down. The deep valley is confused, and the spring stream is narrow and difficult to find. Although I don't look carefully, when I hear the sound of rain and waterfalls, I can't help but imagine the seductive picture of "spring tide with dew and muddy flowers".

Jiang Chen remembered that all the painters took painting white as the beauty, calling it "silenness is better than sound." It can be seen that everything in the world is not necessarily to see clearly. Leave a blank place, the remaining place is ignorant, and more interesting.

Taoism may also be the same, not necessarily the need to be clear, either one or the other. Does Jiang Chen have to choose between the cut and the back? Why does Jiang Chen have to limit his choice? Why does he have to be unimpeded?

Is this string in Jiang Chen's heart a little too tight? Staring at the enchanting shadow in the silk tent, Jiang Chen completely relaxed, and his mind was also much smooth. He smiled and said, "What the demon soldiers think depends on how the demon king above guides." Yuntian abandoned his men and died in disregard, and seemed to leave the battlefield before the war.

is another saying. Therefore, as long as you subdue the demon king and spread more rumors, it is not difficult to depict Yuntian in the dark. At first, the demon soldiers may not believe it, but the three have become tigers. There are more people talking about it. After saying it for a long time, Yuntian will naturally have more and more monsters to believe it.

Luo Yan turned his head and said, "Those demon kings may not listen to you."

"Don't worry about him. Let's start with the dragon-eyed sparrow and Afanti. Anyway, they don't have much loyalty to Yuntian. Originally, Xiaoyou was the best to kill him and kill the monkey, which made other demon kings unconvinced. Even if you don't accept it, it's okay. At worst, kill them all and find a obedient position.

Why don't you mention the Sea Dragon King? Isn't he your brother-in-law?" Luo Yan asked puzzledly.

"Big brother may not be willing to help Jiang Chen. He always believes that Yuntian is more suitable to be the lord of the cloud world than Jiang Chen.

In terms of personal friendship, he can fight with anyone for Jiang Chen. But on justice, he will stand on Yuntian's side for the whole Arctic holy land.

"What should you do if Bi Chaoge insists against it?"

"Jiang Chen doesn't know either! I can't fight, and I can't persuade and persuade, so I have to cry and hang myself. Jiang Chen smiled and said that Jiang Chen was originally worried about this matter, but he had a little understanding of the beauty before. Whether Brother Bi is willing to help Jiang Chen or not, it will not affect Jiang Chen's brotherhood. Why do you have to care what decisions he makes and make a difference?

A picture cannot be completely blank, but it doesn't have to be full of colors. Jiang Chen got up and walked to the thin silk tent and paced around the waterfall pool at will. Sometimes I look directly with the naked eye and appreciate the wonderful rhyme covered by the beauty: sometimes with the insight of the great insight of the ruins, I appreciate the direct and ** strong impact.

Change an angle and change the orientation distance. The mood is changeable and wonderful.

When Luo Yan saw Jiang Chen approaching, he deliberately swing his waist and limbs, stroked his chest and posture. His rich lips opened slightly, and the lilac half spit on the corner of his lips and slid up and down deftly.

Jiang Chen tasted the beautiful scenery in front of him, and felt that it was a best-selling soul, such as drinking mellow wine, and he felt that it was as graceful and subtle as drinking tea. The primitive * is sometimes like a wild horse galloping, sometimes like a swimming fish, light and flexible. No matter how much the change is, it is under Jiang Chen's control.

Jiang Chen couldn't help thinking that in the Tang Dynasty, the little maid in the brothel would also make Jiang Chen dream wet. Now Luoyan, a peerless beauty like Luoyan is close at hand, allowing Jiang Chen to act arbitrarily. Jiang Chen is calm, unhurried and savored carefully.

No wonder there are philosophers who want to be a person who is out of low-level interests.

At this time, Luo Yan turned her head, smiled at Jiang Chenmei, and walked to the pool. The plump round buttocks swayed left and right with the twisting water snake's waist. She picked up the rose red brocade towel placed on the rock and wiped her whole body. The enchanting meat waves squeezed with the brocade towel, bulging and trembling.

"Dead, you can really survive. The slave family will look at you with new eyes." Luo Yan ate and laughed, and slowly put on a set of dark gold glitter fish scale skirt. The fish scale skirt is tight and thin, and can hardly wrap the angry body of the mountains. Two slender gold chains circled the jade neck from behind, and then wrapped them around the front chest, crossing through the deep cleavage, making the strong peaks tower outward, as if to crack.

"The realm is different. Naturally, you can't swallow dates and restrain heavenly things. Jiang Chen took a good time and waved his sleeves, and the tent made a "hist" sound, cracking on both sides. The sound of tearing enters the ear, which is particularly stimulating.

"So how can it not be a violent thing?" Luo Yan's eyes flowed, and he walked to Jiang Chen and asked in a tired voice.

"The sound of rain and waterfalls, the sound of flute, and the sound enters the ears." Jiang Chen smiled, put his arms around Luo Yan's waist, held him hard, and fell softly in Jiang Chen's arms. Jiang Chen pressed her head and pressed her lower body.

Luo Yan moaned, and then sounded the dense green sound of his clothes. A soft and smooth tongue slowly* along his lower abdomen, sliding all the way, twisting around that place, hooking gently, and wrapping around.

Jiang Chen leaned against the rock and let out a pleasant sigh. In the distance, the rain hit the bananas, and the banana leaves trembled. The sound of the flute nearby sobs, and the tube swells and jumps.

"This is not a swallowing date, is it?" Luo Yan said vaguely, raised the corners of his eyes, and glanced at Jiang Chen with charming eyes. The hot and gorgeous red lip soul continued to suck into the depths, and the warm and wet pool suddenly completely wrapped the hole, without revealing any gap.

Jiang Chen stretched his legs and gently stroked his long hair scattered like Luoyan seaweed. The smooth and thick tongue is like a swimming fish, swimming around the flute. There is a piece of greasy mud around, sliding up and down.

After a period of tea, Jiang Chen gradually felt that his legs were soft, like soaking in a foggy soup, but he was excited and excited. The body and spirit are in a completely opposite state, and the whole person seems to be divided into two halves of contradictions, roaming along a different wonderful time and space, seeking a point of re-match between spiritual flesh and flesh.

"The road is everywhere." Jiang Chen gave a long admiration, slipped down Luo Yan's hair with one hand, swam into the skirt, and lifted the exquisite and smooth collarbone.

With two fingers gently clamped, she pinched her arm, and her tentacles were full and silky. Jiang Chen twisted slowly and gently, and the skin of his fingertips was as slender as a feather coat, white and red, like the spring pool lotus protrude out of the sharp corners, Ying Yingwei.

"I will be the top!" His fingers stayed on the top of the mountain for a long time, and he was greedy.

Luo Yan couldn't help but say "um", the aftertaste was tortuous, trembling, the sound and shape were luxuriant, and the beat and beat were catered to.

At present, the mana flows, the intention is to guard the Dantian, and the state of mind is pure and empty. Just like a Danqing brush put away from the color of heavy makeup and stop in a blank place.

In this way, Jiang Chen stood up, supported it again, and said with a smile, "The wildfire can't burn out, and the spring breeze blows again."

The first frequent fluctuation of the beauty under her body, the denser, the tighter and deeper she is, and the soft tongue is like a round of blowing a flute. Luo Yan raised the corners of his eyes from time to time and glanced at Jiang Chen anxanaly, with a sobbing moan in his throat. It's like a flute song ensemble, which is full of foreign and phoenixes singing and singing. Hearing the wildfire in Jiang Chen's heart, he grabbed his palms hard one by one, and his five fingers fell into the rich *. The slippery chicken head meat overflowed from between his fingers, which was difficult to cover with one hand.

Since it is difficult to control the search and climb repeatedly. The mountain is floating and sinking between the fingers, suddenly bulging and flattening, and the deep scenery changes and fluctuating. It is "the chest has its own hills, and the infinite scenery is at the dangerous peak."

Jiang Chen was full of interest, and his other hand moved along Luo Yan's soft waist. She has been leaning and burying her head, and her waist is naturally slightly subdued, and she is kneeling like a lamb, making the two round * towering out, making the thin fish-scarous skirt full and tighter and tight, as if it could be burst at any time.

Jiang Chen's hand opened the tail of the skirt and rolled it up and pressed it on his slender and fit thigh. Knead for a moment and continue to pull up the tail of the skirt until the waist is rolled up, revealing a pair of smooth round hills.

Compared with the slender bee waist, the hill looks more fat and round, and the curve is amazing.

Luo Yan let out a vague and indistinguishable whisper, and his waist collapsed. He couldn't help shaking the olive-colored flesh with a ** arc. The light brown pattern on his skin stretched like a vine, winding to a deep ditch.

With a "pop", Jiang Chen patted his hand*, causing trembling ripples. Luo Yan sounded like a bee's waist and curved like a bow. Pa... Pa!" Jiang Chen's palm kept beating the hill, like a sonorous drum, sounding crisp, and the two petals * set off a wave of dazzling waves.

Luo Yan* mourned and deliberately rejoiced. The sound of drums is endless, and the sound shocks Lin Yue through the wind and rain. Every beat, the rhythm is relaxed, and naturally inherits the wonderful way of heaven and man.

Gradually, the sound of drumming was cleverly embedded in the sound of rain and waterfalls around it. After a while, it was mainly guests, driving the rhythm of the sound of rain and waterfalls to sing with the sound of drums and move with the mind. Swayed and oceany, Jiang Chen seemed to restrain the sound of wind and rain in the palm of his hand, waved it freely, and played freely.

In those years, King You of Zhou smiled for Bo Bao and played drums and teased the princes, which was regarded as a mistaken king of the country. Today, beating the drum in Jiangchen Mountain is the beauty of rhythm, responding to the harmony of heaven and Taoism, taking the gods and souls, and finally there is another benefit in the realm of returning to the ruins. This is the difference between high and low realms and interesting clouds and mud.

"Bambore Sheng and drink happily.

"The hill drums on both sides were slapped red by Jiang Chen, and the meat waves rolled over. Sometimes as fierce as fire cooking oil, sometimes as soft as spring silkworm chewing mulberry, sometimes as fast as fast as flying snakes coming out of snow, sometimes as slow as old cattle ploughing the ground, sometimes as heavy as a hammer and axe to open mountains, sometimes as light as bees and flies flapping wings.

Although the world is big, it is all in one drum. Although a person is small, he can sing alone.

When the drum was full of sound, Luo Yan suddenly screamed, and ten slender scorpion tails popped out one after another. A large Peng * splashed out with the scorpion tail, which was crystal clear and sweet.

Jiang Chen's hands were soaked in an instant, and he was oily and greasy.

"Spring tide comes late with rain." Jiang Chen's heart moved, pinched the scorpion tail, and his mana fluctuated, and sent the essence of the empty city in his body continuously.

Luo Yan's delicate body suddenly shook, and the scorpion's tail shook the rope, wrapped it in the palm of its hand, and wrapped it layer by layer, repeatedly*. Under the moisture of the essence of the empty city, the demon power in her [body] rose rapidly and climbed steadily. The scorpion tail became smoother and smoother, shiny and shiny, and the bone rings on the nine black scorpion tails faintly showed a touch of bright gold.

After more than an hour, the essence of the empty city gradually reached a critical point. The bone ring on the black scorpion tail has completely turned into shiny gold, and the tenth golden scorpion tail has also undergone subtle changes. Originally, the golden light was dazzling, but now it looks soft, round and restrained.

Jiang Chen secretly realized that the tenth scorpion tail was more terrible than in the past, and even Jiang Chen felt a fatal threat.

Jiang Chen stopped transporting the essence of the empty city, and Luo Yan's demonic power obviously reached the level. If he went further, he could successfully evolve. Coupled with the mystery of the law contained in the essence of the empty city, even her Taoism can be taken to a higher level, which can be said to be a double benefit. Only when hitting the bottleneck, it is most appropriate to rely on your own strength. With external power, you will inevitably feel as unstable as Jiang Chen, and the empty foundation has to be supplemented little by little in the future.

Luo Yan also felt his change, and his eyes on Jiang Chen were so charming that it seemed that water was about to flow out. With her situation, it will take up to a month to polish it, and then she can break through the bottleneck by herself.

In this way, she has the power to protect herself in the troubled times of the cloud world. Jiang Chen was happy and comfortable in his heart for a moment. His palms entered along the scorpion's tail, crossed the stream and explored the secrets. Suddenly, he fell into the colorful and delicious grass, and then broke in. He said in like a scene, "The messy nose is charming, so that Asakusa can have no horseshoes."

Luo Yan* snored and shouted, "The dead pervert who pretends to be elegant, what is this called?"

Jiang Chen smiled and his fingers suddenly penetrated and stirred: "There is a family in the depths of Taoyuan."

Directly opposite the sight, the snow-white waterfall is like a flying jade dragon, rushing into the round pool, constantly splashing broken snow jade and crystal beads.

This scene is used as a blank space. Jiang Chen shook gently, and the candle tears had vomited. Luo Yan raised his face, his eyes were enchanting and confused, and a wisp of milky white juice slowly flowed out along the corners of his mouth.

This is called white nose.

The next days were quite beautiful. On the one hand, Jiang Chen made love with Luo Yanmu, and taught her the magic experience of the past few years.

Under Jiang Chen's dial, Luo Yan entered the country quickly. Although she was limited to the demon body and could not perform many spells, Jiang Chen did not need her to move the essence and take the essence of it to make her touch the world.

At this stage, Jiang Chen has become familiar with both magic and magic. The essence is to use some power method to himself after understanding heaven and earth. The way can be ever-changing, just like water rising and floating in the sky as clouds and falling on the earth as rain. Perception is the most important fundamental. If you understand the nature of water, you can find the most suitable way of change.

So there will always be only one person who is most suitable for any kind of spell or magic, that is its founder. Later scholars are difficult to play this spell to the most perfect level even if they learn it because their physique and talent are different from their founders.

Therefore, it is more important to understand a spell than to simply use it. Later scholars must change the original magic according to their own characteristics. If it is a bird, it will turn water into a cloud, and if it is a swimming fish, it will converge water into a river.

In those years, Uncle Zhiyin said that Yuntian forcibly practiced the secrets of human spells, leaving hidden dangers in his body, which is actually the same reason. However, now Yuntian's strength has greatly advanced, and he must have changed these spells and deduced a way that suits him.

"You don't have to rush to break through the bottleneck. It's better to suppress it for the time being to stabilize the foundation." Jiang Chen looked at Luo Yan, who sat in front of the waterfall and quietly understood the magic, and said softly, "Your ten scorpion tails contain the law of anti-sky, which should be able to create a brand-new magic. Once you understand this magic, the realm of returning to the ruins is just around the corner.

Luo Yan winked at Jiang Chen: "There are other wonderful things about the ten scorpion tails. Haven't you tasted it?"

Jiang Chen's heart fluttered, took out a large number of elixir treasures from the Ruyi bag and handed them to her: "With your cultivation progress, as long as you don't meet the master of returning to the ruins, you can protect yourself, and Jiang Chen can rest assured."

Luo Yan restrained her charming posture, and a trace of reluctance flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Little pervert, are you leaving?"

Jiang Chen nodded: "Three days later, it will be the full moon. Jiang Chen will enter Yunfu Island, break this cause and effect with Yuntian, and take Haiji back by the way, so as not to be threatened by Yunfu Island in the future."

Luo Yan was silent for a moment and smiled: "They are waiting for you here, as long as you remember to come back." She looked charming and romantic, but her voice trembled slightly.

Jiang Chen stared at her for a long time and sighed faintly: "When the storyteller of the Tang Dynasty tells the story of the ranger, he always said that a young man with great ambition was far away from his hometown, wandered around the world, said goodbye to his beloved woman before leaving, and made a vow to come back. At that time, Jiang Chen felt that these teenagers were really stupid. Isn't it enough to have a beloved woman? If it's Jiang Chen, he will never let the woman he likes wait for himself.

"Only now, Jiang Chen has also become those stupid teenagers. What Jiang Chen can do is just let the woman he likes wait hard. Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to touch Luo Yan's smooth and delicate face and said in astringent voice, "Jiang Chen is really sorry."

"Why do you say this?" Luo Yan kissed Jiang Chen deeply in the palm of his hand, "Maybe it is because they know that there are beloved women waiting for themselves that those teenagers will have more courage to travel. Leave at ease. Whether it's Jiang Chen, Haiji or Shenger, they are willing to wait for you.

Jiang Chen hugged her hard as if to crush her in his arms. After a long time, he let go and resolutely flew to the distance.

The water of the Nether River has already receded, leaving only a dead desert. Along the way, there is no grass, white bones everywhere, and occasionally you can see some wandering ghosts. Most of them are dim and powerless, and gradually tend to disappear under the rejection of the laws of ASEAN.

The strangulation has already found out the whereabouts of the demon army in the Arctic holy land. They camped on a plateau a hundred miles away and are collecting the defeated soldiers for a temporary rest.

From afar, the tents are tightly guarded and orderly according to the plateau, and there is no image of defeat in the war. However, the morale of the demon soldiers was low. They gathered together in a pile of east and west. Some were speechless, some fell asleep, and some wiping their armor and blades listlessly. Without Yuntian, they seemed to have lost all their fighting spirit, leaving only an empty body.

Under the insight of the great success of the ruins, Jiang Chen searched for the respective positions of Afanti, the dragon-eye finch and Big Brother Bi, and only the whereabouts of the reverse and the longan chicken were difficult to detect.

After a little meditation, Jiang Chen turned into a rain line and went straight into the tent of the longan sparrow.

The longan sparrow is lying on the couch, holding a golden and fragrant roasted chicken leg, chewing with relish. The moment Jiang Chen entered the camp, she suddenly got up, and her eyes lit up with a shining silver aura.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. You still have such an appetite." Jiang Chen looked at her leisurely, the string gently vibrating, and the chicken legs in the hands of the dragon-eyed finch were cut into a pile of loose minced meat.

"You..." The dragon-eyed sparrow saw that it was Jiang Chen, and his expression was obviously stiff, and the chicken pieces were sprinkled all over.

"Tell Jiang Chen, what color is the sky?" Jiang Chen said lightly.

"What do you mean?" The longan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously took out a piece of fruit from his pocket. The control line extended, and the fruit had been cut into a piece of flying ash before it was delivered to her mouth.

The dragon-eyed sparrow's look changed and took a step back in astonishment: "Have you entered the ruins?" She muttered to herself in a dazzly, "My brother's dragon eye prediction is right. You have really stepped into the ruins."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly: "You once asked me what color the sky is. You said that the color of the sky depends on how Jiang Chen views this world. Now, it's your turn to answer this seat. What color is the sky? Jiang Chen took a deep look at her, and the strings covered the whole tent like cobwebs, locking the dragon-eye in the center. Thunder and flames wrapped around the string and shone.

The dragon's eye sparrow stared at Jiang Chen, and the silver ring in the dragon's eye seemed to burst out. After a long silence, she slowly bowed: "The Lord of the Cloud World said what color the sky is, and the sky is the color."

"I like this answer very much." Jiang Chen smiled and the string that besieged the dragon-eyed sparrow disappeared silently. "But you answered wrong."

The dragon-eyed sparrow's face showed surprise, and Jiang Chen said calmly, "No matter how strong the lord of the cloud world is, he can't replace all the monsters in the Arctic holy land to make a choice. Every monster has its own color of the sky in its eyes. Pointing outside the tent, Jiang Chen sneered, "Don't they know what to do without the Lord of the Cloud World who led them? Do they live for others?

The dragon-eyed finch hesitated for a moment and said, "Can the Lord of the Cloud World really lead Jiang Chen to find the free sky?"

Jiang Chen shook his head: "Maybe it's really comfortable, but you need to find it yourself. Jiang Chen can only let you live as much as possible.

The longan sparrow smiled bitterly: "What does the Lord of the Cloud World need me to do?" Yuntian is still there, and Jiang Chen can't openly support the Lord of the Cloud World.

"I won't make it difficult for you to do it." Jiang Chen said happily, "Jiang Chen will go to Yunfu Island to fight with Yuntian. You demon kings only need to spread the news of Yuntian's death and add fuel to the flames.

The dragon-eyed sparrow's face changed, but after all, it nodded slowly. Jiang Chen smiled and flashed his body, sweeping to Afanti's tent.

Diving outside Afanti's tent, Jiang Chen did not rush into the tent, but stayed at the door of the tent and politely transmitted the voice into the tent: "Afanti Taoist friend, Jiang Chen took the liberty to visit, and I hope you will not hesitate to see him."

Although there was a thick layer of animal skin curtain, the scene inside still clearly jumped into view: Afanti sat a few days ago and looked calm when he heard Jiang Chen's voice, and there was no unexpected fluctuation. It seemed that Jiang Chen had already expected to come.

"Your Majesty has become a master. It's not easy to enter the old camp. Why do you have to ask more?" He asked quietly.

"Wise people need to be respected. How can Jiang Chen force each other?" Jiang Chen answered neither humble nor arrogantly, "For Jiang, Tao is not the only criterion to measure strength."

"Ha ha, Jiang Daoyou don't have to comfort the old man. After all, power has the final say in this world. Although Afanti's words were very polite, he did not mention letting Jiang Chen in from beginning to end.

"This is not the case. For example, at this time, whether Jiang Chen, the Dacheng of Gui Ruins, can enter and talk with Taoist friends is up to the Taoist friends. Jiang Chen said gently.

"How can it be?" Afanti laughed dumbly, "If I don't agree, I will definitely be killed by you without hesitation."

Jiang Chen laughed and said, "What's the benefit of slaughtering Taoist friends with Jiang Chen? If it is useless, why do it so much? Jiang has already passed the age of competing with each other and drawing his sword in anger.

Afanti stopped talking and touched his beard under his cheek and fell into meditation. Jiang Chen was not impatient and waited patiently outside the account.

It is not easy to convince Avanti. Across the tent, Jiang Chen and the other side are more like a battle without gunpowder smoke, compared with the eloquence, change and mentality of both sides.

After a while, Afanti asked, "Dare to ask Jiang Daoyou, have you seen several other demon kings before coming here?"

"The longan sparrow has recognized Jiang Chen as the master, and the Taoist friend is the second demon king visited by Jiang." Jiang Chen said calmly.

Afanti's face showed a trace of admiration: "If you are the first to see the Sea Dragon King, Jiang Chen will definitely reject you. Because you don't even have the ability to look at people, how can you control thousands of demons in the Holy Land of the Arctic?

"Alongan is the easiest to subdue among several demon kings, but my eldest brother is the most difficult." Jiang Chen said frankly, "Because of the longan, the longan has already guessed that Jiang Chen is the lord of the heavenly cloud world, and now Jiang has entered the ruins, which makes her even more convinced. Therefore, as long as Jiang Chen oppresses it, succumbs it with force, and threatens it with his life, he can easily take it under his command.

As soon as the words changed, Jiang Chen said, "In terms of distance, Jiang Chen should naturally be the first to find the eldest brother. But to do big things, you must distinguish between public and private. The eldest brother is a man who prefers not to bend. Since he believes that Yuntian is a suitable candidate for the lord of the cloud world, he will not easily change it for Jiang Chen.

"So your second one found an old man." Afanti said with a smile, "P persimmon pinch softly first?"

Jiang Chen said that this old fox was really difficult to deal with. Jiang Chen had lowered his posture and told him kindly, but he was still reserved and self-contained, which was quite difficult. However, this is not a bad thing, which shows that he is not perfunctory and perfunctory to Jiang Chen, but is considering carefully.

"Taoist friends don't need to be arrogant. The reason why I contacted Taoist friends first is that I think Jiang Chen is similar in heart and it is easier to reach an agreement. Jiang Chen's tone did not show any impatience, and he complained, "Taoyou City is deep and resourceful. It focuses on interests in everything but has never become a slave of interests. In order to avenge your sister, you don't hesitate to lie down and taste the courage, and turn to Yuntian. You can be called the most affectionate and full of wisdom and courage. Alas, what a pity..."

"What's a pity?"

"Unfortunately, my sister will never have a chance to get revenge." Jiang Chen sighed sadly and secretly contained the power of dementing the soul. "What's more regrettable is that in the near future, Taoist friends will also die with the world, and they can only watch Xiaoyou, the great hatred of life and death, free and happy."

Afanti's face in the camp was changed, uncertain, and his hands couldn't help tightening his beard.

Jiang Chen smiled secretly and said, "I didn't expect that Jiang was so sincere that he couldn't even see the last face of his Taoist friend. It's really disheartening. In this case, Jiang has to leave. Jiang Chen made a gesture of going, and the words of the two sides have been facing each other. Jiang Chen has been taking the trend of passive defense, and now it is time to turn against the guest.

"Well, why play this trick of retreating for progress?" Afan's eyes were burning and he said in a low voice, "Ms. Lin, please come in and discuss."

Jiang Chen smiled, lifted the curtain, and spilled in. Following Afanti's sitting posture, Jiang Chen knelt down on the other side, showing his respect for Afanti. At the same time, Jiang Chen pressed several palms and leaned forward, like a tiger, giving an invisible sense of oppression to Afanti.

"In Jiang Chen's hometown, there is an old saying: 'If the bird dies, the good bow will be collected; if the hare dies, the hound will be cooked.' If Yuntian really finds the free sky on Yunfu Island, or breaks through the ruins and steps into the supreme realm of changing his life against the sky, is Taoist friends still useful to him? In other words, the stronger Yuntian is, the more unfavorable it will be to Taoist friends. Jiang Chen looked at Afanti and talked, "Yuntian is not a fool. Of course, you can see your hatred for Xiaoyou. Do you think he will abandon the loyal Xiaoyou for you?

Afanti looked at Jiang Chen awe-inspily: "Yuntian should have this amount of tolerance. He is not the one who crossed the river and demolished the bridge."

"Should it be? Should? Should it be?" Jiang Chen laughed on his face and looked at him with stern eyes, "It's not the demeanor of Taoist friends to put his living hope on the kindness of others."

"Don't look at the prestige of Taoist friends now and control the power of tens of millions of demons, but Yuntian can lose everything with just one sentence." Jiang Chen restrained his smile and said word by word, "It's not taken by wise people."