how to kill a dragon

Chapter 86 My Name: Wang Fuyao!

Wang Fuyao?
The only daughter of Wang Haoran, the prefect of Anyang County in Jinghe River, a born star, the Wang Fuyao who can make the gods sit on the clouds and listen to her grievances and grievances?
That Wang Fuyao who was destined to be a class of immortals, standing on the clouds of the Nine Heavens, awe-inspiring and arrogant to all sentient beings?
That... Wang Fuyao whose name was secretly stolen by him?

Wang Xiaotai froze slightly, feeling as if she was stealing stealthily on a dark and windy night but was caught by the right master with open fire.

She turned around involuntarily, and took a closer look at the smiling girl in front of her.

Her facial features are exquisite, her brows are bright, and there is an awe-inspiring heroism between her brows and eyes, her skin is fair, and there is no trace of suffering on her face.

Wang Fuyao blinked, the warm sunlight reflected in her black and white eyes was like a small star that never goes out.

"The green dragon just now didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations. It should be just a phantom. You guys are pretty good at arranging."

She looked at Wang Xiaotai without any fear, "It just so happens that my common name is Wang Fuyao, so you should be the Empress Fuyao in the selection book?
"Actually, I originally wanted to use my own name as the Daoist name, and it has skyrocketed to ninety thousand miles. This is the name my father gave me.

"But later someone told me that there was already a Fuyao Empress in this world, so I took on a Dao name called Ciyun.

"A heart of compassion is like a cloud that shades the world.

"I've always wanted to know you, Empress Fuyao.

"I just don't know what your real name is?
"Is it also called Fuyao?
"That's quite a coincidence."

Unfortunately.

Wang Xiaotai lowered her head slightly, thinking silently, some don't know how to face Wang Fuyao.

They are all people who came out of Jinghe River. They are the last fellow countrymen in this world. They should be the people who can understand each other best in this world.

She is who she wants to be.

How should I face her?
What should I say?
What should I do?
How should I pretend to be calm and calm?
"Fellow?"

Wang Fuyao took another step closer, looked at Wang Xiaotai's drooping eyes and fluttering eyelashes, slightly raised her eyebrows, and smiled softly.

Wang Xiaotai raised her eyes and stared at her blankly, her smile was very warm, when she looked at herself, she covered her softly like a quilt that had just been sun-dried.

Her appearance instantly changed Wang Xiaotai from a planning and swaying empress to a stable Wang Xiaotai.

The mediocre Wang Xiaotai.

"Little Moss.

"My name is Wang Xiaotai.

"Shaanzhou, Jinghe, Anding, Wang Xiaotai.

"Humanity is always auspicious, fellow daoist, get rich."

Wang Xiaotai raised her face, looked into her eyes, and said softly.

"You are Wang Xiaotai?
"Wang Xiaotai from Jinghe Anding!"

Wang Fuyao's eyes lit up, with an incredulous expression on his face, and with a flick of his hair, he stepped forward and grabbed Wang Xiaotai's hand, "I am also from Jinghe, we are fellow villagers!"

When a fellow countryman sees a fellow countryman, his eyes should naturally be teary.

Wang Fuyao took Wang Xiaotai's hand, "When you were on Mount Tai to avenge the 60 people living in Jinghe, I was at the foot of the mountain, and when you were beating the heavenly drum and knocking on the gate of heaven, I was also at the foot of the mountain.

"At that time, I was planning to go up the mountain to beat the heavenly drum by myself, and knock on the gate of heaven to avenge my grievances, but I didn't expect you to arrive before me.

"Xiaotai, isn't it hard on this journey?

"There should be only the two of us left in the entire Jinghe River.

"From now on, let's go together!

"How about it?
"Find Qiantang together, and kill it together!"

The moment Wang Xiaotai and Wang Fuyao's eyes met, Wang Xiaotai could hear the wind blowing gently in her hair, could feel the warmth of the sun on her body, and could smell the faint unspeakable smell on Wang Fuyao's body. aroma.

Her heart was beating weakly and slowly under such intense gaze.

After a long, long time, she could still remember Wang Fuyao's hand extended to her, her eyes seemed to be hotter than the sun, like a cluster of small flames, instantly burning a hole in her heart , a lot of hot liquid flowed out from there, flowing all over the body.

She couldn't help but hold the hand that was warm and powerful at first glance, with a little callus.

This temperature warmed her for many years to come.

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After the trip to Dingzhou, the Taste of Immortals compiled drama stories for the gods who showed their brilliance during the trip, spread them to Jiuzhou, and attracted more believers for them.

The story of Jin Beijing and Guan Dadao is very simple. Power is used to break strength. Guan Dadao is proud of his ancestral sword and relies on his martial arts to run wild.

Jin Beijing was also unambiguous, and directly competed with him in mortal swordsmanship.

They had a total of three rounds of competition, Guan Dadao was naturally defeated in every round, since then he was convinced and willing to worship him as his teacher.

Jin Beijing also made it clear that since he worshiped under his sect, if Guan Dadao still bullies men and women in the future, he will personally execute the punishment and cut off Guan Dadao's limbs so that he will never be able to lift the knife.

The name of this play is "Northern Whale Fighting the Broadsword", and the main promotion is Jin Beijing's superb figure and handsome face, as well as his thunderbolt skills and compassionate heart.

The story of Lord Guangshen and Zheng Liu is also very simple.

Zheng Liu is a habitual thief, Lord Guangshen first fell into a dream and explained a series of truths to Zheng Liu in his dream.

Zheng Liu scoffed at these words, and clamored that he didn't believe that there would be retribution for stealing things. He felt that his stealing skills were absolutely unmatched by anyone, and told Guangshen to leave immediately.

If it was Jinbeijing, Zheng Liu would have been arrested and beaten up long ago, but Lord Guangshen still listened with a smile and did not refute.

Zheng Liu thought that Guangshen would let him off like this, but he didn't expect that Lord Guangshen would come to him every night in his dreams, and would tirelessly tell him some great truths in his dreams.

He simply slept during the day and went out to steal at night.

Dingzhou after the earthquake did not stop Zheng Liu's vigorous ambition.

One day Guangshen asked him why he didn't find a serious job since he liked money.

Even in the dream, Zheng Liu still spread his hands in disdain, work?
Work is impossible to work.

Zheng Liu aspires to become a generation of thieves, so that his name can go down in history and become the patriarch of the thief industry.

Guangshen smiled slightly and waved his black robe sleeves, showing Zheng Liu a bizarre world.

In this world, Zheng Liu can travel through people's dreams with the God of Light.

No matter how guarded people are in reality, they are always relaxed in dreams, and many things will appear in their minds inexplicably.

Zheng Liu watched people's dreams fascinated, and watched those cherished memories appear in people's dreams little by little in bizarre ways.

"What kind of robbery is stealing a little money?"

Guangshen smiled and patted Zheng Liu's shoulder, "People's most precious things are all in their dreams.

"Why don't you follow me, Stealing Dreams?"

The name of this play is "Guangguang Aliu".

The remaining play is called "Sister Xiaobao", which tells the story of the god of Dingzhou, Sister Xiaobao, drinking away the blue dragon and protecting the people of Dingzhou.

These three plays toured around Jiuzhou day and night, spreading their names and bringing their stories to the world.

From then on, the world knows that there is a Jin Beijing who has superb swordsmanship and punishes rape and evil, there is a Lord Guangshen who can come in dreams and listen to wishes, and there is Xiaobao, a goddess in white in Dingzhou.

On the contrary, Wang Xiaotai was completely silent during this trip to Dingzhou, as if she had disappeared from everyone.

　Thank you Gardenia oc for your reward!
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