Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 55 Ask the Lord, Hanyancui

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand.

In the deserted forest, a clear river suddenly appeared, and the river gently supported a painting boat.

Han Yancui sat on the bow of the boat holding a silk umbrella.

She is waiting for someone.

That person finally came, and the hurried footsteps showed the anxiety in his heart.

The boat slowly docked and stopped in front of the owner of Fengyou.

"Ask my lord, loneliness, joy, hate and parting, Yangliu Fangfei, who will give it away? Ask my lord, spring flowers, autumn moon, dreams of floating life, tears of lovesickness, who will drink from sorrow?"

River water, painted boats, silk umbrellas and beauties interweave into a beautiful picture.

Unfortunately, Fengyou was not in the mood to appreciate it.

He stepped forward and continued on his way.

Han Yancui called him: "Dare to ask where you want to go, sir?"

"The end of the sky, the corner of the sea, wherever you want to go, wherever you want to go."

"Although we met by chance, the slave family is honored to invite you to board the boat to talk about it?"

Hanyancui sent out an invitation, Fengyou hesitated for a moment, and boarded the boat anyway.

He asked with concern: "The girl is weak, why do you wander around the river alone?"

"Follow the waves and dust, only remember the present."

Han Yancui poured him a cup of tea, and pushed the yellowed "Araki Records" towards his hand.

Fengyou's fingers holding Lufan turned white instantly.

Han Yancui already had a decision in her mind.

"The girl doesn't seem to be a person in adversity?"

"My family's name is Han Yancui, and I come from the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison in the Siqi Realm. I can barely be considered from the same hometown as my husband."

Fengyou didn't answer and asked instead: "The girl came from a long way, why?"

"I came to find two people, a man and a woman, but I only found you now."

"The girl was joking."

Han Yancui watched Fengyou closely: "Your appearances are completely different, but your inner temperament is exactly the same. I'm sure you are the one I'm looking for."

"I'm not the one you're looking for."

"Then let me tell you another story. A long time ago, there was an astonishingly brilliant genius in the world of four demons, nicknamed wedge..."

No matter how Han Yancui tried, the owner of Fengyou didn't show any flaws, and quickly got off the boat and left.

The river is still as indifferent as weaving.

Han Yancui urged the animation boat to complete another task.

The second person is the information sent by the Marquis of Triumph, named Ling Narcissus, she and her two sons hid the things belonging to the former king Xietian Yuwu.

After the former king was beheaded by Luo Hou, the condensed body crystallized into a fruit, which was the original fruit that hit the demon world Buddha.

Although the original fruit is destroyed, the shell is still there.

The relics of the former kings contain great power, and Huo Zhai Buddha Prison must recover these two shells.

Soon after, Huafang intercepted Ling Narcissus.

"Where is the sound of water in the woods?"

Knowing that the comer is not good, listen to the narcissus and draw a knife to be on guard.

Han Yancui put away the silk umbrella and said politely: "Miss Ling, my family has been looking for you for a long time."

"You and I have never met before, why did you strike up a conversation suddenly?"

"It's hard to explain this matter, why not go on board and talk about it."

"Hmph, no need."

As a veteran of the rivers and lakes, how could Ling Shuixian get into danger easily, so she turned around and left.

"Unfortunately, I only wanted to get back the shell. You gave up your life yourself."

Han Yancui opened the silk umbrella, and the original pitch-black surface of the umbrella suddenly turned bright red, and countless snow-white flying catkins came all over the sky, like a heavy snowfall.

The flying catkins fluttered, landed on the head and body of the narcissus, and then penetrated into her seven orifices, rapidly growing inside her body.

After a shrill cry of pain, Lian Narcissus was covered with white hair and rolled to the ground.

The umbrella that was full of blood calmed down and returned to black, but the color was thicker.

Hanyancui dragged the narcissus onto the boat and headed for the public pavilion.

I heard that the public booth is the most mysterious place in the affliction. No matter who you are looking for, just post a notice at the public booth, and that person will appear far away in the sky or hidden in the mountains.

When Huafang came to the public pavilion, Han Yancui collected the spells, found a strong tree, and tied the narcissus to the trunk.

Then go to the public booth to inscribe the notice.

"Huh? There are portraits of two people pasted here."

Han Yancui took a closer look, one was Fengyou's owner she had just met, and the other was wearing a golden battle armor, her brows were unclear.

Both fell down at the feet of Buddha's body.

Han Yancui read the notice, and it turned out that the other person was Luo Hou who chopped Yuanguo.

She couldn't help laughing and said, "It's really interesting to be in a difficult situation. You treat a wise man as a traitor, and a hero as a traitor."

She looked at Luo Hou a few more times, and shook her head: "This man is mighty and extraordinary, but the painters painted him as a clown, his drawing skills are too poor."

He tore off the notice, and wrote a few large characters with a brush: "If you want to listen to the narcissus to live, you must exchange it for the shell of an unnatural fruit."

The atmosphere of Tiandu has changed.

After Shaohao completed the task of resurrecting Asura, he took Yan Wangsuo back to Tiandu.

It turns out that just one person can bring excitement to a whole room.

Maybe it's because he's afraid of Wu Jun, maybe he's afraid of Huang Quan, in short, Yan Wangsuo tries his best to show his existence value, not only grabbing Xu Xu's work, but also cooking for Xie Yu from time to time.

When you're done, tell jokes.

At this time, Nonsense and Fire Hat Sanzhang came to ask for help, dragging two fruit shells that did not look like fruit.

"Mr. Wu, when we helped you take off Daolong's shirt, you said that if you have any trouble, you can come to heaven to find you."

"Of course."

"Please Wu Jun to save our mother!"

When the two brothers heard the news about the Kungfu Pavilion, they panicked and rushed to the Kungfu Pavilion to save their mother.

In the middle of the walk, Nonsense Badao remembered what Luo Hou had said, and insisted on asking for help from Tiandu.

Luo Hou nodded and promised: "You follow me."

Huang Quan said anxiously, "I'll go too."

"Huang Quan, you go to another place."

"where?"

Unexpectedly, the trio of Huo Zhai Buddha Prison acted so quickly. Since Ling Narcissus had an accident, Dao Long could not be spared.

The first to be stabbed was San Gouzi.

Although the newcomer in the Buddha Prison has a halo, Huang Quan's strength is not bad, so it should be fine.

Luo Hou thought about it, and said to Huang Quan: "Xiao Rixuan and Yu Qinghuan are very close. Yu Qinghuan lives on the top of the Nine Heavens. Go there and try your luck."

"You want me to rescue Xiao Rixuan?"

"One of the five dragons has already died. If you want the five dragons to kill the Buddhist twins, you can't let them die again."

"Ok."

Everyone went their separate ways.

Luo Hou came to the public pavilion with a nonsense sword and a fire hat, and he saw the blood-stained narcissus.

"Mother!"

The two brothers threw down the shell and were about to run forward to untie the rope.

Luo Hou blocked it with both hands, and said to the figure hiding behind the tree: "Come out, the man of the Fire House and Buddha Prison."

"Hehehe~"

Han Yan's emerald green shadow flashed out, and with every step, she was full of manners, and her face was even more charming.

"I didn't expect that we would meet so soon, Wu Jun Luo Hou."

Although there is a stunning beauty in front of him, Luo Hou sees nothing in his eyes.

"Hand over the antidote, and spare your life."

"Impossible, gushing snow and flying catkins!"

When the silk umbrella is turned, it turns from black to red, and the white snow is flying.

It seemed that he was going to violate his principle of not beating women.

Luo Hou felt helpless in his heart, and immediately slapped a punch, splitting the air and tearing the clouds, and the sound shook thousands of miles.

"Uh~"

Han Yancui was blown several feet into the air and fell to the ground with a thump, her white fur was dyed vermilion.

And the public pavilion behind her, booming, was also smashed into ruins by this palm.

(End of this chapter)