To live in the floods [ floods ]

Chapter 116

But said that the war situation was stalemate, an unexpected visitor came up Kunlun Mountain, Ran Deng received Zhunti's instructions to find Yuanshi, hoping to let the second generation disciples surrender Jingwei, but after arriving at Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi was not found, left and right After waiting for a month, there was still no sign of Yuan Shi.

The sage Yuqing, who never went out, disappeared without even calling his disciples.Ran Deng muttered, but had no choice but to rush to the Kansai Zhou camp in Surabaya by himself.

He was about to pose as a master when he was knocked sideways by Nezha who rushed out.

"Oh, who are you, why are you so reckless, don't you look at the road when you fly?" Ran Deng staggered in the air and cursed.

Daoist Taiyi chased out panting, caught Nezha who was thrown out, hugged Nezha angrily and glared at Ran Deng: "Senior Ran Deng, don't you look at the road when you fly? Nezha is just a My child, how could I stand up to your impact?"

This Taiyi, the words are really unpleasant!

Ran Deng pulled his face, unwilling to entangle with Taiyi, and said bluntly: "Pindao heard that Jingwei, the daughter of the Emperor, came here to subdue her. Taiyi, the three generations of disciples we teach are indeed mostly human races. Take action against Jingwei, but you and I are not humans, so you don't have to worry about it."

"But that Jingwei is a disciple of the third generation of Jiejiao. According to his seniority, he is our junior. It would be inappropriate for us to take action against the junior." Taiyi hesitated, and whispered, "Besides, the master has let the second generation of disciples end. ?"

Ran Deng pretended not to hear the last sentence, and he held his hands calmly. He has not gained nothing from staying in Chanjiao all these years, at least...he knows how to intimidate Chanjiao disciples.

"If the leader knows that we lost to Jiejiao again..." Burning the lamp has a lot of meaning.

Taiyi shivered subconsciously, and the memory of being scolded by Yuan Shi pointing his nose emerged from the depths of his mind, and he immediately followed suit: "Senior is right, it's time for us to end."

On the second day, Jingwei was basking in the sun one after another, when suddenly there was a burst of shouting outside the Surabaya Pass, she took a closer look and smiled.

Isn't this the ugly bird man who was scared away by her a few days ago, but today he dared to call for battle.

"Senior sister, I'm afraid there may be fraud in it." Shen Gongbao keenly sensed something was wrong and said worriedly.

Jingwei waved his hand: "It's okay, Senior Brother Lu Ya is watching here."

Lu Ya, who was sitting obediently on one side and reading a book, raised his head and smiled shyly.

Shen Gongbao was relieved.

Jingwei fluttered his wings and flew down from the city wall, condescendingly: "Ugly bird man, who is behind you, hurry up and call out, so as not to waste time."

"Young friend Jingwei, why must you be so impatient." The gray-clothed old man stepped up into the void with a smile, and stopped at a place that was exactly one head higher than where Jingwei was floating.

Ran Deng shook his head and shook his head: "It's destiny to be a merchant in the Western Zhou Dynasty. Why do you want to help violent merchants? It's better to leave here. Pindao is willing to let you go. Otherwise, if you do it, your life will be safe. But this flesh and blood pain is unavoidable."

"Shameless old thing." Jingwei sneered and became serious.

Ran Deng raised his hand and sacrificed his Lingbao Qiankun Ruler, suspended in mid-air majesticly, he persuaded: "Little friend Jingwei, poor Taoist Lingbao has no eyes, you should surrender quickly."

"Are you showing off the Lingbao to me?" Jingwei looked strange and couldn't help asking, "Do you know who my master is?"

While talking, Jingwei mobilized his spiritual power, and his whole body was glowing—physically glowing, and his clothes and accessories were shining with precious light.

There are two big characters written all over his body: local tyrant!

Ran Deng silently took the Qiankun Ruler back without changing his face: "Poverty is old, and I don't want to bully you with treasures."

Jingwei: ... No wonder Master said that Ran Deng has a thick skin.

Although Jingwei's strength is not weak, but the training time is still short after all, where is the opponent of the ancient gods like Ran Deng, he was defeated after dozens of moves.

However, although Ran Deng won, it was not easy to hurt Jingwei. After all, Jingwei's defense against spirit treasures is not just for display.

With so many spirit treasures, even if he took two trophies and tried to intercept them, he was speechless.Ran Deng secretly thought, although he is an ancient god, but because his strength was not considered strong in ancient times, he could not get many spiritual treasures in an era where treasures were everywhere. After that, there will be no unowned treasures in Honghuang.

Now a low-strength lucky tree full of treasures stood in front of him, and Ran Deng was heartbroken.

"Little friend Jingwei, the poor will not bully the small with the big, as long as you can catch the last trick of the poor, the poor will not care about your small mistakes." Putting on the pretense of being upright, his eyes sharpened, and he teleported to Jingwei's side with lightning speed, with a clear goal, and with the wind in his palm, he went straight to the golden lock on Jingwei's neck.

A fiery red figure suddenly appeared beside Jingwei like a ghost, raised his palm in vain, and faced Randeng, and he didn't lose the wind!

Ran Deng hastily backed away and took a closer look, but it turned out to be a very familiar young man in red, with a little red fire pattern between his brows, and a smile on his face with phoenix eyes.

The next moment, the boy who suddenly appeared had a desolate expression on his face. He hugged the unbroken Jingwei and wailed, "Jingwei, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? How can I explain to senior Shennong, if he knows that his only youngest daughter was beaten like this because of the human race that he dedicated his life to because of the war, he will definitely be disheartened—”

Ran Deng couldn't figure it out, what nonsense was this young man whose appearance he was both unfamiliar and familiar to him talking about?

But the soldiers on Zhou's side started to stir up a commotion, and after a while, even the loudest voices could reach his ears without lighting a lamp to hear them.

"The girl who was injured is the daughter of the sage Shennong..."

"The daughter of the sage of Shennong is in the camp of the Shang Dynasty, we Xiqi will definitely not be able to win."

"Jingwei is injured, what should we do, the sages of Shennong will not give us protection in a fit of anger, right?"

The power of this sentence is too great. Food is the most important thing for the people, and farming is the first-class event of the human race. Therefore, Shennong has the most incense and the highest status in the human race. The soldiers of Xiqi are also human beings. They also have farmland in their hometown. As long as they thought that the sages of Shennong would no longer bless them with a good harvest because they might have injured the daughter of Shennong on their side, everyone immediately panicked.

At this time, even Ran Deng, who was devoted to cultivating Taoism and had never dabbled in politics, noticed something was wrong. After careful consideration, he finally noticed the strangeness in it——Lu Ya didn't say what he said for him, but for Zhou The human race who worshiped the sages of Shennong listened to it!

Lu Ya was still hugging Jingwei, and his wailing became louder. His eyes were full of tears, his figure was on the verge of falling, and after a fit of coughing, he shouted heart-rendingly: "Jingwei, you are so confused, you haven't lit the lamp yet. How could you not dare to hand over your own treasures to Senior Ran Deng at such a fraction of your age? You are so ruthless that you want Senior Ran Deng, who is the same age as our master, to snatch it yourself."

"You said, don't you deserve to be beaten to death? Don't you think that you are a girl with a lower age, and the seniors of the lamp will let you go soft-hearted?" Lu Ya hugged Jingwei and cried. Yes, the handsome young man held his junior sister whose life and death were unknown in his arms, and immediately touched the hearts of the audience. Even on Zhou's side, many people felt sympathy for these two immortals who seemed to be as old as their children .

Ran Deng was so angry that his face was blue, his lips trembled, his head went black with anger and he jumped: "This is slander! I didn't even touch a single hair of her!"

Then Lu Ya immediately yelled mournfully: "Junior Sister, how can you do such a shameless thing, the injury on your body was obviously caused by you accidentally falling, how can you do it just because everyone saw Senior Burning Lamp and you Are you blaming senior Ran Deng for your injuries during the sparring?"

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Ran Deng heard the voice of his own sanity, his eyes were burning, he couldn't argue with his head, and said with a dull head: "You are a sharp-tongued junior, and the poor can't beat you. You just came here today for the help of the poor. If you insist on stopping Don't blame me for being poor and ungrateful."

It's still a fight, Lu Ya is a bit pity, Ran Deng has lived a long life and has a thick skin, if he changed to a thin-skinned one, he would have vomited blood.

"It's not the time to beg my father to take you into the Heavenly Court. When your wings are hardened, you dare to pretend to be a senior." Lu Ya whispered in a voice that everyone could hear, and set it up The posture is ready to open up.

Ran Deng suddenly realized why looking at Lu Ya felt familiar. Isn't this appearance very similar to the old demon emperor Jun?

Then should he put water on the former prince and make him lose better... Ran Deng is hesitant. As an ancient god, he has lived for so many years and has some connections. Few people in the prehistoric world know that the war between the Lich and the Empress Jun Taiyi did not die as most people thought, and Ran Deng was one of these few people.

Lu Ya without his father is completely different from Lu Ya without his father. If Lu Ya without his father is a kitten who is bullied by others, then Lu Ya without his father is the little kitten with an adult lion behind him. pussy...

This hesitation doesn't matter, Lu Ya has already taken the lead, and countless fire feathers shot out, rushing towards the lamp with a destructive aura. use.

High in the sky, the bright golden flames surrounded the lamp, and after a loud explosion, the lamp-coughing man with a black face came out of the flames.

There was fear in Ran Deng's eyes, this Lu Ya was just a disciple of the third generation of Jiejiao, no matter how strong he was, how could he faintly overwhelm him!How old is he?

"Taiyi, if you don't take action to explain the teaching, you will lose face!" Ran Deng roared, now only he and Taiyi can join forces to capture Lu Ya, so that he can save his face from being suppressed by a junior.

"hold head high!"

Nine fire dragons made of flames rushed out. Daoist Taiyi stood on top of the fire dragons, exuberant, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist, I will help you! Junior, look at my Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover!"

Lu Ya looked amused, "Dragon" and "Fire", is this real Taiyi out of his mind? He actually used this to deal with the three-legged Golden Crow, and the three-legged Golden Crow eats the dragon to control fire. Why did he even give him lunch specially? Woolen cloth.

Lu Ya did not dodge or evade, and directly turned into a prototype—an extra-large golden-red three-legged chick. The three-legged Golden Crow has a long growth cycle, and he is not yet an adult.

Swallowed the nine fire dragons in one gulp, and belched contentedly.

"Hiccup~"

The entire sky was silent for a while.

Lu Ya blinked his black bead-like eyes, and the prototype had a childish voice: "Thank you Taiyi for the nine fire dragons, Lu Ya is full."