not good, immortal

Chapter 86 Eight Lives

The shadow didn't seem to hear it, and continued to move upward slowly.

When he got to the bank of the pool, Feng He could see clearly through the boiling pool water, the shadow was extremely long, with a majestic immortal energy wrapped around his body.

Definitely a god.

The higher the figure went, the colder it felt.

Feng He glanced at Qiao Zhenzhen behind him, and waved his hand to block the extreme cold within three feet of him.

She twitched her eyebrows slightly, and noticed that in God's Domain, the spells were really easy to use.

It stands to reason that at this temperature, the water should freeze, but the seawater in the pool is still vibrating violently, with bubbles that defy common sense.

This is abnormal.

Fenghe no longer moves.

at last.

The stern-looking deity slowly floated up in the pool.

With his long black hair hanging loose, and his upper body bare, he leaned slightly on the head and neck of a one-horned dragon, his eyes were tightly closed, his pale lips moved slightly, and he said, "Who is calling me?"

Just four words, with extremely profound power, caused the pool to turbulent, and even this space trembled slightly with the voice.

Qiao Zhenzhen's face was pale, and she bit her lower lip tightly. If Feng He hadn't blocked her, she would almost have knelt down under this coercion.

Even Qi An, who was very familiar with the dragon god, was shocked by this posture.

Only the astonishment on Feng He's face carried a different meaning.

Uncontrollably, she uttered from her throat:
"what?"

The innocent female voice made Ji Chen feel offended.

He opened his eyes angrily, and glared in the direction of the voice. Who would dare to be so disrespectful to himself, the patron saint of the East China Sea? !

Besides, it has been more than a hundred years.

For the first time, he awakened the divine power that had been sealed for a long time, and there was no place to release this familiar power that made him intoxicated.

Then he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and slowly let out a few searching breaths towards the shining white place in front of him, before speaking again:

"Lying... trough!"

What is he saying?
Feng He only felt that the previous divine power disappeared in an instant, and even the chill all over his body also faded.

Ji Chen panicked, and slapped the jellyfish under him fiercely, "Hey, hey, sink, sink quickly, you are sinking!"

Qi An: ...

This is the most outrageous thing he has encountered in the past hundred years in charge of Wuwangya.

Besides, he just explained to Zhenzhen and, um, Lord Fenghe how powerful, noble, solemn and inviolable this god is.

As a result, he swears as soon as he comes up?

This Lord Dragon God, who has always claimed to be extremely noble, seems to have seen some natural enemy. If he reads correctly, he is actually afraid?
That's right, Ji Chen was indeed afraid.

Beside the divine pool, that cute and soft-looking girl... Isn't the aura emanating from her body the same as the little fairy who chased her for more than [-] miles thousands of years ago?

It's just that just now, her breath was covered by the strong immortal energy in this space, and he didn't feel it at all before.

Ji Chen had no choice but to break off the unicorn of the dragon spirit: "You are, get down!"

It's a pity that the bald dragon spirit seems to have lost its wits long ago, and is still clumsily carrying him up.

Soon, the lower body covered with only a few layers of crocodile silk also appeared in front of everyone.

It was an unformed dragon tail.

Ji Chen: ...

Just, very embarrassing.

The little Jiao showed a very simple and honest expression on his face, sending him up.

In a moment, Ji Chen rolled to the ground completely, and the way he panicked and wanted to jump into the sea water was completely different from the stern image just now.

Funny tight.

Fenghe didn't understand what this meant.

Qi An quickly stepped forward, with sharp eyes and quick hands, he grabbed Ji Chen's tail fin and said, "The ceremony is not over yet, why are you running?"

"You you you you..." Ji Chen stunned.

He looked at Qi An with hatred, and then pointed at Feng He, "She, she..."

"Ok?"

Qi An glanced in that direction.

Well, Zhenzhen is so pretty.

Then I still don't quite understand what the dragon god wants to express.

"Beat... Yaoyao..." Ji Chen's teeth were chattering, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Qi An was completely at a loss.

"Hit a unit of zero?"

No, this dragon god has stayed in the sea for over a hundred years and hasn't come ashore yet, and he still knows Yaoyaoling, oh, "Are you sneaking up to surf the Internet again?"

For some reason, these phrases appeared together, making the atmosphere in the basement very strange.

"Don't worry, I won't hit you." Feng He knew what he was talking about, and finally spoke.

"Then... what about Venerable Master Golden Winged Immortal?"

Ji Chen wanted to kneel down to Feng He, but unfortunately he had no knees and couldn't kneel.

In fact, that time, he was not hurt by Fenghe, but after returning to Donghai, he was beaten until his scales bloomed. He said that he caused a big problem for Donghai, and that little girl's master could swallow five hundred dragons in one bite.

Five hundred!
That's really... scared the baby to death!

"Master followed the Buddha to the Western Paradise, and now he is the Buddha's Dharma protector, and he will no longer kill." Feng He said.

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Ji Chen finally felt that his legs, oh no, it was his tail that was no longer soft.

He struggled to sit up, straightened his wet long hair, pulled his tail away from Qi An's hand, and submerged into the pool of sea water again.

Then he glanced at Fenghe.

Although... I'm still a little scared, but I can't lose my momentum!
Dragon God sat gracefully on the shore again, and the moonlight poured in through the glass, just shining on his head and body.

just.

"No, why don't you wear clothes this time!" Qi An angrily stood in front of his beloved Rabbit Spirit.

Ji Chen regained the momentum he had when he first came out of the water, and only glanced at him calmly, with a detached expression, and said:

"A good man doesn't have a mistress."

Qi An:! ! !
"And you said you didn't sneak up to surf the Internet!"

"Have you eaten your rice?"

"Use my home appliance!"

Fenghe: ...

Watching the two quarreling back and forth, sure enough, that Teacher Yue never lied to her.

They really know each other very well.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about business."

Qiao Zhenzhen finally couldn't hold back, and stepped forward to give Qi An a hand.

"Oh." Okay, the daughter-in-law spoke.

He silently stepped aside, then remembered something, and suddenly grabbed Qiao Zhenzhen's hand and dragged her aside, "You are not allowed to look!"

Qiao Zhenzhen curled her lips, but didn't take her hands away, "If you don't look at it, don't look at it."

Qi An was overjoyed secretly, and did not forget to create a sound barrier to isolate Feng He from Ji Chen.

Over there, Feng He walked slowly to the Dragon God.

After seeing her old friend, she was not in a good mood.

She didn't quite understand whether it was because of some hidden involvement, or someone behind the scenes was setting up a huge situation.

There is always a faint sense of uneasiness in my heart, and I don't know where it comes from.

Feng He had no choice but to shake off his displeasure, and looked at the former little dragon in front of him carefully, "I never thought, but now, you are the one who inherits the honor."

I remember that at the banquet, this little Kuilong was very weak, under the halo of those eight brothers, it was really...

Weak, poor, and helpless.

So much so that she almost forgot why she beat him. Isn't she born to be bullied for being so weak?
"Things are unpredictable."

Ji Chen sighed quietly, "It's you... your cultivation is really getting deeper and stronger as always."

"I'm strong?" Feng He wondered.

It seemed that this was the first time she had heard someone use this word to describe herself.

"You are the strongest female fairy that I have encountered in the past five thousand years." Ji Chen's golden voice was indisputable.

"I'm only four thousand years old." Feng He seriously corrected.

"Don't be ridiculous, it's impossible, you just go and find out yourself, that day is the birthday of the Eastern Sea Divine Bird, and it has been more than five thousand years ago."

Ji Chen was a little annoyed. Today, he was so majestic again and again.

It's a pity to question yourself, it's really unbearable.

He looked Fenghe from top to bottom again, sighing at the same time, don't look at the cute little girl, how come her cultivation base is always two heads higher than his own?
"Eh? No."

Ji Chen was stunned, "Don't think, don't talk."

He stretched out his consciousness again and explored it carefully.

After a long silence, I met Feng He's questioning eyes: "Why do you only have eight lives?"

(End of this chapter)