Zhexiang as an old friend

"Fox ghost, are you resting?" Yan Huang asked after turning off the fire.

The fox ghost had already woken up, but Yan Huang didn't say to leave, so he naturally didn't speak, waiting for Yan Huang to speak first, and now Yan Huang said, he nodded, got up and followed Yan Huang.

Yan Huang looked at Zang Yang again, and Zang Yang raised his eyebrows, as if telling him that he could do it anytime.

Seeing that both of them had rested, Yan Huang took out the soul-seeking needle from his bosom, and followed the direction of the pointer to walk, but Zang Yang hurriedly pulled him back.

Since yesterday, Yan Huang hasn't rested for a moment, Zang Yang couldn't see how Yan Huang oppressed himself, so he said: "You can sit with us in Zhai Ru."

Hearing this, Yan Huang teased, "Yesterday you loved your Zhai Ru very much, but do you feel sorry for me today?"

"You are my son-in-law, so naturally you have to feel sorry for him." Zang Yang laughed. I have to say that Zang Yang smiled with a bit of evil spirit, but he was very serious. To stay with him until death.

Perhaps it was at this moment that Zang Yang truly recognized this son-in-law.

Yan Huang smiled when he heard the words, but he didn't refuse, followed Zang Yang and jumped onto Zhai Runiao's back, and asked casually, "Why don't you tell me about your mother-in-law."

"Keep an inch." Zang Yang snorted, but he didn't refuse, and really talked to him about the old things with Meiwan back then.

At that time, I was not yet a Demon Lord, and I was still a meson, waiting for my father to be tired of being a Demon Lord one day, and then pass on my position as a Demon Lord to him.

He had always heard that the bluestone on Qingqiu Mountain was very good, and it was used to make paint for painting without fading for ten thousand years. At that time, he had nothing to do, but he preferred to paint some pictures, so he went to Qingqiu Mountain through the clouds and mist.

Who knows that there is a fate waiting for him to go, just like the storytellers in the mortal world said, when Zang Yang met Mei Wan for the first time, there was only one thought in his mind:

How can there be such a beautiful woman in this world.

He can't describe that kind of beauty. The mortal world can't describe her anymore. It seems that her beauty shouldn't appear in this world. Whether it is the heaven or the human world, there will never be another woman who can do it. More beautiful than her.

Her beauty is not that kind of pure beauty, her beauty has a bit of charm unique to the fox clan, but it is not at all romantic, but it makes him feel spotless.

He never knew the so-called "one eye for ten thousand years", only the moment he saw her, he suddenly understood the turbulence and turbulence under this word.

"So it's love at first sight?" Yan Huang answered smoothly, "If this happened to the world, it must be a wonderful drama."

Zang Yang originally wanted to tell him some old stories about himself and Meiwan, but when he teased him like this, he suddenly felt a little annoyed: "Then let's not talk about it, so as not to be made into a drama by the human world."

Yan Huang burst out laughing when he heard the words, he had always thought of Zang Yang as a cold and rational Demon Lord, but he didn't expect that when talking about the past with his wife, he became warmer, teased by himself and even brought a little shame, He looked like a young man with a heart full of love.

Seeing that Yan Huang just smiled and didn't speak, Zang Yang knew that Yan Huang must be planning something in his heart at this moment, so he was even more ashamed, turned his face away and stopped talking about the past, changed the topic and asked: "Is it coming? "

Yan Huang naturally knew what Zang Yang was asking, so he took out the soul-seeking needle from his bosom, saw that the needle was swinging from side to side, and buzzing loudly, he said, "Hurry up."

Zang Yang let out a "huh" and stopped talking. Yan Huang raised his inferiority root and joked with a smile: "Father-in-law, don't you want to tell more anecdotes about your mother-in-law?"

"To shut up."

The three of them flew with one bird for another half a day, and the soul-seeking needle in his hand began to hum violently, and Yan Huang reminded: "It's here."

Looking down, it looks a bit like Tianyu Mountain, with no grass, no trees and surrounded by water, but there are many more low-pitched calls, Yan Huang recognized that it was the cry of the Changyou Beast, and said with a smile: "It's really Changyou Mountain."

"Can you recognize what is guarding the bird's yin?" Zang Yang also lowered his head to look, but he didn't see anything big, so he couldn't recognize anything, but the fox ghost's ears were extremely sensitive, and he heard something. Less "buzzing" sound.

"Sounds like a bee." Fox Ghost said.

"Bee?" Zang Yang frowned suspiciously, the person guarding the sparrow's shade couldn't really be a bee, but he couldn't think of any divine beast that resembled a bee for a while.

Yan Huang suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and guessed: "Could it be Qin Yuan?"

"Qin Yuan?" Zang Yang repeated, frowning, "That's really difficult."

Qinyuan, shaped like a bee and as big as a mandarin duck, stings birds and beasts to death, stings trees and withers.Originally a divine beast of Kunlun Hill, but was transferred to Changyou Mountain to be a guard guarding the sparrow's shade, the Jade Emperor really didn't feel distressed.

"What's the problem?" Yan Huang looked at Di Ru who was jumping under him, and said with a smile, "Zhai Ru likes to eat insects the most. Although Qin Yuan is a god insect, Di Ru is also a god bird."

"You're right." Zang Yang also laughed when he heard the words, "Then let's go down, Zhai Ru hasn't eaten for a long time."

Yan Huang naturally had no objection, but worried that the fox ghost was used to being a ghost and couldn't lift Shentu, so he asked, "Fox ghost, can you lift Shentu's body?"

The fox ghost tried to concentrate, the body with two souls was not as clumsy as it was at the beginning, but much lighter, and said: "Yes, master."

"That's good." Yan Huang nodded and instructed, "You can hide there later, don't get hurt."

"Yes." The fox ghost responded happily, jumped off Zhai Runiao's back, and hid behind a rock in the distance.

Zang Yang and Yan Huang looked at each other, nodded, and immediately jumped off the bird's back, holding the invisibility formula and stepping down on the clouds.

Zhai Ru didn't have to carry Zang Yang and Yan Huang on his back, and there was another sumptuous meal in front of him, he immediately flapped his wings jubilantly, and charged straight down, Qinyuan below saw the natural enemy, and immediately scattered in all directions, Even the neat "buzzing" is messed up, so I can't care about the sparrow vagina I guard.

Without Qin Yuan's obstruction, Yan Huang and Zang Yang naturally entered the cave easily.

However, sparrow Yin is not so easy to obtain.

The two walked carefully step by step, for fear of stepping on some mechanism, suddenly there were bursts of low moans in their ears, like weeping, making people sad for no reason.

Yan Huang suddenly recalled when he was Xuan Qing.

Shentu was so weak that he couldn't move or even wake up, but every time he woke up, he would always look for himself and always ask, "Where's Xuanqing?"

It was all because of himself that Shentu died in the human world and lay lifeless in the ice coffin.

"Shentu..." Yan Huang's mind kept reminding himself that this was just an illusion created by the heavens, but his heart throbbed, and he couldn't help thinking about Shentu.

He thought that his tears had already melted into the wine and dissipated in the longing for many years, but they didn't. The low groaning continuously reminded himself that Shentu died because of himself.

All because of myself.

"Ziping?" Shentu's voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, Yan Huang quickly raised his head, wiped away his tears and looked for Shentu's figure, but he couldn't find it, but the voice continued to read, "Guangqi? Ye Rong ? Huancheng...Jingye, Hanrun...Xuanqing."

"Shentu, where are you?" Yan Huang was anxious and called out to him.

"Yuan Qing..." the voice continued, "No, Yan Huang."

Yan Huang followed the voice and walked forward slowly.

"Yan Huang, don't blame yourself."

"Don't you need to blame yourself?"

"My mourning is because of you, and the sparrow's shade is also shining because of you."

Yan Huang finally touched the source of that voice, it was Shentu's sparrow vagina.

"Then will you come with me?" Yan Huang stretched out his hand and asked softly.

Que Yin, who was supposed to be in mourning, laughed and said softly, "Naturally."

Que Yin flickered, and jumped directly into Yan Huang's palm.