Fu Cang rode on the back of the nine-headed lion, hid his figure in the clouds, and flew back and forth over the Wujiang River for an entire hour.
Along the Wujiang River for thousands of miles, from the high mountains to the beaches, he didn't even miss a reef with a strange color, but no matter how carefully he searched, he couldn't find a trace of Gu Ting's disappearance.
And an hour ago, they were still looking for the string of pearls that Mr. lost 20,000 years ago along the banks of the Wujiang River.
This time, what the master assigns is not so much homework as before, but rather a demand for his disciples as before, like begging for the hair of God Fei Lian. It is called a trial, but it is actually a coolie for him to run errands.
If Gu Ting hadn't been in a bad mood because of the divorce and wanted to relax in the lower realm, he wouldn't have asked for trouble at all.
A month ago, they descended from the stage of common life to the mortal world. The two gods searched continuously for a month. It would not be difficult to turn the Wujiang River over. They pulled them all out, but no trace of the string of pearls was found anyway.
I still remember that Gu Ting complained at that time, maybe Mr. misremembered the place, causing them to work as coolies for nothing, Fu Cang just flew to the green hills on the bank for a while, then turned around, Gu Ting was no longer where he was, and disappeared completely .
Could it be the monster clan near the Wujiang River? There should be no powerful ancient monsters around here, who would dare to attack the gods with scattered little monsters? What's even more strange is that the two gods turned Wujiang upside down in a month, but they didn't disturb the **** of Jiang, which is really unusual.
In the mortal world, July is hot and chaotic, and Fu Cang was restless. He stepped off the back of the nine-headed lion and landed on the Wujiang River, letting it drink water. Suddenly, I heard a curling singing voice coming from the distance, the voice was clear and lingering, like a ditty sung by a woman unintentionally.
He looked up, but saw the mist and mist all around him, and in the distance, a orchid boat drifted slowly along the river. On the boat sat a girl in white, with black hair hanging down her back like a waterfall. Word. She held a red flower in her hand, her skirt was lifted up, revealing her white jade-like feet playing in the water, she parted her vermilion lips, and sang softly: "Qingqing Zipei, leisurely I think. Even if I don't go, Zining Not coming?"
Fu Cang quietly watched Lan Zhou drifting closer, the girl in white raised her head and found him, smiled lightly, and Lan Zhou stopped steadily in the turbulent river.
"Shenjun Fu Cang, you are polite." She bowed gracefully.
Fu Cang stroked the soft hair of the nine-headed lion slowly, and said lightly, "You recognize me?"
The girl in white said softly: "In the old days at the wedding banquet of the emperor and daughter, the God Lord Fu Cang performed a sword dance, which was famous all over the world. Even the little gods in the lower world, and even countless monster races, fell in love with you. Naturally, I recognize it."
After finishing speaking, she tidied up her skirt, took a step on the boat barefoot, bowed down again, and said, "Wujiang Jiangshen, I have seen the God of Helping Cang. The sun is hot, and the turbid air in the world is rolling. I don't know if the **** is willing to go to Jiangshen Rest in the mansion for a while, can I offer you a cup of fragrant tea?"
Fu Cang lowered his eyes to look at her carefully, and sure enough, the white clothes on her body were Jiangshen's mianfu, and the exquisite and translucent Jiangshen's seal was tied on her wrist, from which Qingyue's delicate Jiangshen's divine power slowly flowed out.
"Wujiang Jiangshen, I remember him as an old man with a gray beard." His voice was calm.
Fairy Wujiang said in a gentle voice, "In reply to Lord Fucang, my grandfather is too old to take on the role of God of Jiang. Because the upper realm has not yet issued a new letter of appointment, this concubine has the audacity to preside over and replace grandfather for the time being."
How can the **** of mountains, rivers and land in the lower world have the word "replacement"? Without the empowerment of divine power from the upper realm, it is impossible to bear the prayers of mortals. Fu Cang didn't go to poke it, looked around, and asked: "There is another protoss in the lower realm with me, did you see him when you went down the river?"
Fairy Wujiang said lightly: "That High God suddenly disappeared?"
Fu Cang glanced at her: "That's right, what do you know?"
The Fairy of Wujiang smiled sweetly: "If I go back to God Lord Fu Cang, I only know that the Wujiang River is beautiful, and it often attracts the gods of the past to linger. Maybe that God has strayed into the deep part of the mountain road, and I don't know."
Seeing that Fu Cang remained silent, with those dark and cold eyes glued to her face, she couldn't help lowering her head and said shyly, "It's hot and turbid here, why don't God Fu Cang come with me to Jiang Shen's mansion? But what's wrong with God?" Doubt, I certainly know everything and say everything.”
Fairy Wujiang smiled like a flower, stepped lightly on the orchid boat with bare feet, and the light orchid boat continued to flow down the river. Fu Cang let go of the nine-headed lion and landed beside her, but she heard her sing again: "Qing Qingzi!" Jin, caress my heart. Even if I don’t go, Zi Ning won’t listen?”
The orchid boat quickly passed through the rapids, and suddenly behind the huge rocky mountain, a goddess flew slowly by the wind, with a light emerald long skirt swaying, and a silky white cloak like a pair of translucent wings, dancing with the wind, with long black hair Between them, the embellished gold rings shine brightly.
She obviously didn't pay attention to the front, her face was full of boredom, and she flew slowly while looking around carelessly. Seeing Fu Cang and Fairy Wujiang suddenly, she froze for a moment, then immediately looked away, as if she didn't see it, moved a little away, and continued to fly forward.
It's really bad luck, why did I meet this annoying Fu Cang just in the lower realm, could it be that his homework is also to find beads? Knowing this earlier, she would rather listen to Qi Nan's rambling for a hundred years than go down to the realm.
Xuan Yi quickly turned his head away, she knew he was not a good guy, so she won't hit him right now? I'm flirting with the beauties from the lower world here, I'm a hypocrite, a hypocrite.
Unexpectedly, Fu Cang called her loudly: "Junior Sister Xuan Yi, you are here."
...what does he mean?
Xuan Yi squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully, he actually called her "Junior Sister Xuan Yi", did Goddess Xi He pull the sun out from the west today?
She didn't speak, Fu Cang smiled at her and said: "Fairy Jiangshen invited me to Jiangshen's mansion, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Junior Sister, why don't you go?"
Xuan Yi looked at him, then looked at the beautiful fairy beside him who looked like he had stepped out of a painting, and suddenly had an intuition that he would be in big trouble if he started a conversation. Well, it's better to pretend to be passing by.
She turned her head away again, continued to stay away, and flew forward with her head buried.
Unexpectedly, Fu Cang caught up with her from behind, grabbed her by the arm, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with coldness: "Why is Junior Sister ignoring me?"
Xuan Yi struggled a few times secretly, but found that there was no way to break free. There was only one sentence written in his eyes: I will not let go.
It's bad luck, she knew it would be bad if she met him.
The corners of her lips curled into a sneering smile: "Senior Brother Fucang, I was only a little late, and Senior Brother hooked up with such a beautiful fairy. Do you lose me in your heart? I don't want to talk to you!"
Fu Cang paused for a moment: "Junior Sister, don't make trouble, talk about business, Gu Ting suddenly disappeared, Junior Sister is with me, so I can rest assured."
She wriggled delicately: "I don't want to listen! You must lose me in your heart!"
Fu Cang silently took off the Chunjun sword on his waist and handed it over, said calmly: "How can that be, I will never change my junior sister until death, this sword can prove it."
Probably their conversation was too nasty, Fairy Wujiang twitched her face twice, and said with a wry smile: "Shenjun...Goddess...Jiangshen's mansion is at the bottom of Wujiang River, you see...when can I leave?"
"That's it."
Fu Cang saw Xuan Yi holding Chun Jun in his hand like a tree branch, and immediately said coldly: "Hold it well."
Xuan Yi sounded like a mosquito: "Either give it to me to play, or you take it back."
Fu Cang turned his head to look at her, his eyes were terrifying. Xuan Yi gave him a sweet smile, hugged his arm again, and said softly: "Let's go, Senior Brother Fu Cang."