Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

The old man said angrily: "Is it the old man who hasn't made a move for many years? Even a mere magic weapon from the God Realm dares to hit the door!"

I saw that the broken bamboo basket was shining brightly, and with only a slight sway, the light radiated everywhere. Jieyun was smashed into three pieces and flew into the sky without any resistance.

"Remember, even if your master comes, he may not dare to talk to the old man like this, so what are you!"

Jieyun's weak voice came weakly: "I will not let you go!"

Wan Xingchen walked out of the flying boat with the hot little princess in his arms and knelt down and begged: "We are from the God Realm of the Divine Medicine Kingdom. Due to the persecution of the adulterers, our Divine Medicine Kingdom was destroyed. What I hold in my arms is the only bloodline unparalleled princess of my Divine Medicine Kingdom. "

"This time, we came to Yaowang Mountain to look for the Supreme Emperor of my God Medicine Kingdom, and please ask His Holiness to call me."

The Yaowang said in a low voice: "You have walked all the way, but the person you are looking for is not in my Yaowang Mountain."

Wan Xingchen fell to the ground in despair!
They never expected that Yaowang Mountain was found, but the Supreme Emperor did not appear in Yaowang Mountain!

The mountains and rivers are far away, let alone returning to the God Realm, he will be eaten by sea monsters if he cannot fly out for a hundred miles.

At this moment, Wan Xingchen only knew that the man called Medicine King was the only hope for the princess to survive.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed loudly one by one: "Please save the princess, please save her, she is not yet four years old, she is just a child, please save her, if you are willing to save her For the rest of my life, Wan Xingchen is willing to be your cow and horse."

Wan Xingchen knocked to the ground for the first time, blood flowed into rivers, and finally passed out due to exhaustion.

But until Wan Xingchen passed out, Yao Wang didn't speak again.

Seeing that the flying boat carrying the little princess and Wan Xingchen was about to sink to the bottom, a cold and loose male voice sounded: "Take it, it hasn't been lively here for a long time."

The old man hesitated: "Will it disturb your tranquility?"

"If Yao Lao has no intention, why would he help him?"

The Yaowang who was seen through was a little uncomfortable, "This woman has special blood, it is rare to meet in ten thousand years, she is destined to be with my Yaowang family, but she has a special constitution, and she is incompatible with you, I'm afraid it will bring you trouble."

"A milk baby under four years old?" The man was calm and unconcerned, "If she can cause trouble, then so be it."

When the little princess woke up, she was already lying in a dilapidated palace full of dust.

There are no gorgeous decorations, no familiar maids, no nurse who loves her, no stern-faced guards, and no one even tells her where this place is.

Princess Wushuang, who was less than four years old, hid in the corner of the bed and curled herself up into a ball, not daring to cry or even make a sound.

When she saw Wan Xingchen with gauze on her head approaching, she burst into tears.

To her, Wan Xingchen was just a dead waiter she knew on the way to escape, but he was not someone she was familiar with. She didn't even dare to get close to Wan Xingchen.

When he woke up and appeared on this deserted Yaowang Mountain, Wan Xingchen was also panicked, but after all, he was older than the little princess, so he forced himself to hold the little princess in his arms calmly and calmly: "From now on, there will be no princess here." Yes, I call you Shuang'er, you call me brother."

The little princess choked up and nodded.

At this time, the old voice suddenly rang out: "Wan Xingchen, come to the Palace of Medicine King after taking blood."

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, the little princess pursed her mouth, but she didn't dare to cry.

Wan Xingchen's expression was tense: "Don't cry, I'll go back as soon as I go. From now on, as long as I live, I will definitely not let you be wronged."

Wan Xingchen did not return for two days after leaving, the little princess was extremely hungry, so she bravely ran out to find food.

Looking for the fragrance of medicines all over the mountains and plains, the little princess easily identified the medicines that could be eaten.

However, the magic medicine on the Yaowang Mountain is too old, and the little princess's cultivation base is not enough. After taking it, the medicine's effect is too strong.

Accidentally rolled into the rolling river in the mountains.

Tumbling in the river, the little princess lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I was in a bamboo forest.

The story of the fifth palace ends here.

She got up slowly, walked out of the palace step by step, and then surfaced.

Xie Zhiyu happened to cut off the second ray of Jieyun and passed out.

Zhao Fushuang settled him down, surfaced again, and looked up at Jieyun expressionlessly.

In the past, Jieyun had always taken the initiative to trouble her, but she was afraid to take the initiative to look at it!
Zhao Fu smiled faintly, "So you are just an imitation, and your strength is less than one or two-tenths of the real Jieyun's, but I am even afraid of you like this!"

Weak, too weak, she is too weak!

She wants to become stronger, stronger and stronger!

Although after seeing the murals, she could empathize with half of the emotions of the little princess, but it was enough.

Enough that she and Jieyun could not live together!

Zhao Fushuang's spiritual consciousness slowly penetrated into Jieyun, even if her brain hummed violently and her eyes lost their light for a moment, she still did not take half a step back.

The spiritual consciousness is always locked on Jieyun, trying to analyze Jieyun's weak point without a breath.

But after persisting for five breaths, her sea of ​​consciousness buzzed and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up, she was lying in the palace, and Xie Zhiyu was guarding her.

The eyes still couldn't see clearly, but the consciousness doubled again.

The golden dragon above his head said in a rare and solemn tone: "I have been here for a long time, and you are the first person who dared to look directly at Jieyun after opening five palaces, little baby, you are very good."

Zhao Fushuang remained silent.

No, she didn't look directly at Jieyun at the first glance, she is already ashamed!

Xie Zhiyu said worriedly: "Junior Sister, your eyes"

"It's okay, temporarily blind, we don't have to passively lead Jieyun into the sea of ​​consciousness to increase our consciousness, we can also take the initiative to attack, but the pain of doing this is a hundred times more painful than fighting in the sea of ​​consciousness, and even requires great willpower to support. "

Xie Zhiyu: "The pain is bearable, I am willing to give it a try, but your eyes..."

"Without the light in the eyes, on the contrary, I can concentrate more."

However, this time he took the initiative to provoke Jieyun, but he never opened the palace door on the next floor.

Zhao Fushuang and Xie Zhiyu returned to the surface of the sea.

Zhao Fu closed her eyes and saw the death of the little princess, father and queen, the tragic death of General Wan and other soldiers, and the scene of the white-haired old man being stalked in the dream.

The breath in his heart was suffocated, as if he wanted to tear her to pieces.

She needs an outlet, a hearty relief!

She seemed to know no pain, no fear of life and death, she just worked hard, except when she fainted, she always stayed on the surface of the sea and never died with Jieyun.

But Xie Zhiyu seemed to be in a hurry to go out, he didn't follow her way to fight against Jieyun, he just followed the original method to kill a wisp of Jieyun at a time and open the first floor of the palace gate.

For ten whole years, Zhao Fushuang stayed at sea day and night.

From exploring Jieyun for less than five breaths, to being able to resist for half a month.

The consciousness doubled from the initial growth to a slow growth, but she never meant to stop.

On this day, Xie Zhiyu successfully killed No.30, a ray of robbery cloud.

Zhao Fushuang has been on par with Jieyun for more than half a month.

(End of this chapter)