[Comprehensive] The Adventures of the Hidden Prince

The gods and Buddhas in the sky, who were originally as immobile as a mountain, felt faintly uneasy when Nezha threw his spear, but they didn't expect that Nezha would pull them all down with the determination to die.

His complexion changed drastically and he wanted to leave, but he found that he was shrouded in Hongxia's range, and he couldn't escape at all.

——In the end, it is a treasure handed down from the ancient prehistoric times.

The red clouds surged above the clouds like waves, and they were as fierce as the light of blood. In their eyes, it was the first sign of annihilation.

Nezha's heart was extremely calm, and he even thought to look at Yang Jian who was outside Hongxia's range, and signaled this cheap senior brother to run away quickly.

Yang Jian silently took a few steps back, Nezha exploded almost indiscriminately at the moment, he better not go up and ask for trouble.

Standing at the outermost edge, Yang Jian clearly saw a golden gleam coming from nowhere, piercing through the red clouds filling the sky, and falling lightly to the very center.

Then, the dragon chant sounded.

A huge snow-white dragon appeared in the red clouds. The white dragon raised its head to the sky and roared, circled around Nezha several times, and the tail wind swept away the front-line heavenly soldiers.

Bailong's figure was still a little illusory, as if there was no entity. After it stopped roaring, its huge head slowly hung down, and looked at Nezha who had been stunned.

When Nezha heard the dragon chant, his body froze.

How could he not hear, whose voice is this?

The young man with a bright face has completely lost his former arrogance at this moment.

He just asked very lightly, to the white dragon bowing his head in front of him at the moment:

"is it you?"

The boy's voice was clear, but trembling unnaturally.

Bailong nodded, and then his body moved, turning into a tall and handsome young man.

The young man's eyes were extremely bright golden, and his handsome facial features made the surrounding gods and gods look vaguely familiar.

The youthful aura that Bailong transformed into was indifferent, but when he looked at the young man with the lotus pattern on his eyebrows, the millennium-old ice turned into soft fingers.

If the little white dragon back then had grown up, it would have looked like this.

Nezha thought about it in a daze, so he didn't care, the young man was getting closer and closer to him.

Third Prince Long stepped in front of Nezha, knelt down half-kneeled, and gently stroked Nezha's side face with one hand.

His eyes focused on Nezha's face, and from the stern and cold eyebrows, he vaguely glimpsed the agile shadow of the young man in red silk who once pushed aside the vegetation to save his life.

"Nezha, I'm still alive."

The firm voice of the Third Prince Long made Nezha, who was in a state of extreme agitation, slowly calm down.

Half of Chun and Jingming melted into Nezha's soul, so Ao Bing, who was trained in the other half of Yupei, could actually perceive Nezha's situation.

Under Nezha's icy body, his spirit was burning like a raging fire.

Ao Bing never believed that it was Nezha who did it to him.

Now, the Third Prince Long, whose soul has been condensed, looks at the red eyes of the young man who is so powerful and invincible, and there is a fine pain in his heart.

Nezha has always been proud and powerful, unruly and wild.

From the corner of his eye, Ao Bing glanced at the gods and Buddhas who dared not move, his eyes were as cold as ice.Then he clenched Nezha hesitantly raised his hand to touch him, and said as if nothing happened:

"Nezha, big brother still owes us a bunch of candied haws, you can't just confess like this."

Third Prince Long seldom smiles, except for his family, only his childhood friend Nezha has seen him, what does he look like when he smiles.

The winter snow melts, and the spring water is born.

"We still have to go to Big Brother to fulfill our promise, and we have to taste all the snacks in the West Sea. We promised to go to explore the Abyss of Extremes when we grow up... By the way, you haven't visited my house yet!"

"The Dragon Palace of the East China Sea is the most magnificent palace of the aquarium in the four seas. You will definitely like it after seeing it!"

Third Prince Long has been sleeping for many years, and his only perception of the outside world comes from Chun and Jingming's little friend on the other side. Even though he is already an adult, his tone of voice is the same as when he was a child.

"Nezha, you are so powerful now, next time my second brother scolds me, you have to protect me."

After finishing speaking, he fell forward, and his whole body was pressed against Nezha, his head was buried in the lotus-scented hair of his little friend, and his posture was very dependent.

Nezha raised his head slightly, leaned his chin on Ao Bing's shoulder, and put away his violent breath.

He was afraid that Ao Bing, who had only condensed his soul now, would be hurt by him.

The long-lost familiar tone rang in his ears, and the corners of Nezha's lips moved slightly, trying to evoke the same arc as before, but tears appeared before the smile.

He stretched out his hand cautiously, and patted Ao Bing's back comfortingly, dumbfounding:

"After so long, are you still afraid of him?"

Ao Bing rubbed Nezha's shoulder, Qiqi Ai said: "My second brother is super scary!"

Nezha laughed outright, he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

"Okay, if he bullies you again, I'll beat him for you!"

Ao Bing squinted his eyes in satisfaction, but looked behind Nezha, and looked very badly at the so-called gods who were trying to make small moves.

If you dare to play Nezha's idea again, I will eat you.

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Zixiao Palace.

Li Jiancheng listened to Luo Hu's retelling of what happened later, with a calm expression on his face.

"I just said, with Ao Bing around, Nezha must be fine."

He was leaning against the ginkgo tree like an old man, with his arms crossed and his smile wanton.

"And then? Did Nezha elope with Ao Bing?"

Li Jiancheng's tone was soft, but his words were not so soft.

Luo Hu heheed: "Yeah, I left behind a pile of mess and ran away. If it wasn't for Nezha who still took over the burden of Yuanyuan, I reckon the Heavenly Dao there would cry to death."

After saying that, his tone changed, and he smiled a little: "Just wait and see, that world is doing a big show right now."

"Deserving it."

Li Jiancheng snorted, "Who is to blame for committing a crime?"

Erlang's crossed legs swayed, and Li Jiancheng suddenly glanced aside at Luo Hu, who was like him, lying faceless among the ginkgo leaves all over the ground.

"Wait, I forgot to ask you, when will you come out?"

Luo Hu shrugged: "After returning from that world."

"Oh..." Li Jiancheng blinked, and said again: "Then why were you locked in by Hongjun before?"

The smile froze on Luo Hu's face.

"One more thing," Li Jiancheng sat up and approached Luo Hu.

"Do you know why the place where you are being imprisoned shows the scenery of Hidden Sword Villa outside?"

The appearance of the young man in golden clothes is just like the crown, and there is still a bit of youthful air, and there is pure doubt in the sparkling peach blossom eyes.

Luo Hu had a heart attack and decided to play dumb.

"Hidden Sword Villa?"

"That's right." Li Jiancheng lay back, twitching the hairband hanging down his shoulders.

The hairband is the one that Lingzhu replaced at the beginning, and the style is the one that Li Jiancheng is used to, but the golden ribbon is embroidered with the lotus pattern of the same color, and there is a golden-red aura faintly flowing.

Li Jiancheng's tone was quite casual: "West Lake Hidden Sword Villa, my teacher's door... the apse of Zixiao Palace, the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River can be seen through the door, it's really amazing."

"dont you agree?"

The young man in golden clothes looked over with unclear eyes, Luo Hu pretended not to understand what he meant, and laughed and said:

"That kid Hongjun's territory, who knows what he thinks."

"However, there is everything behind Zixiao Palace. It is what you think it is."

Li Jiancheng stared at Luo Hu fixedly, and took a long time to look away: "Really."

"of course."

Luo Hu's face remained unchanged, but in his heart he scolded Hongjun bloodily——

Although, he actually knew that Hongjun couldn't be blamed for this.

"What are you going to do with your forum next? The spirit beads have already found all the materials you asked for last time."

Li Jiancheng tilted his head, as if he had given up on asking the previous question.

"Follow the steps of Chun and Jingming, starting from the middle."

Luo Hu nodded: "I'm quite curious about what the finished product will look like."

Li Jiancheng got up, patted the ginkgo leaves that fell on his body, and said lazily, "I won't let you down." Then he didn't care about Luo Hu, or whether he would ruin the face of the Demon Ancestor, and left straight away.

Li Jiancheng was obsessed with creating a forum, but it was not a whim.

At first it was just a vague shadow, but later he felt more and more that in his memory, he should have come into contact with a similar existence.

It's not the electronic forum that was hastily skipped in the modern plane, but the channel that can connect the heavens and the world.

Li Jiancheng has never been stupid. He knows that he only retains the memories before the age of 17, so there must be something tricky.

Moreover, Li Jiancheng is now almost certain that even the memory before the age of 17 has some key things that have been erased by some existence.

It's not completely erasing, but using something to cover up the key points that can connect everything.

Li Jiancheng thought of the Lingzhu he had first seen outside Zixiao Palace, his eyes were deep.

The "Three Brothers" blurted out, and Lingzhuzi's attitude back then was really subtle.

After contacting Lingzhuzi's increasingly close attitude to him after coming out of Tianchi, and the reactions of Hongjun and Luohu, based on clues, Li Jiancheng felt that he seemed to have guessed something very important.

Spiritual illusion, spatial supernatural powers, Qianye Longevity Sword...

Li Jiancheng thought to himself, by getting the Three Thousand Forum out, many things can be confirmed.

Thinking of this, the young man in gold froze in his footsteps.

Three thousand, forum?

Ha ha.

Although Li Jiancheng didn't remember it, his mood at this time was strangely synchronized with the mood after the spirit bead Luohu opened the seal.

At this time, he has arrived at the place where he lives, and there is no place in the cave that is not his favorite style.

But Li Jiancheng has never decorated the place himself.

"I don't know why, but I feel really upset." Li Jiancheng murmured.

Luo Hu, who was left where he was, sneezed several times. He stared quietly at Hao Qiang Qing Ming with an expressionless expression on his face, probably enough to scare a child to tears.

However, what he was thinking in his heart was so subtle——

He had to find a reason to coax Jiancheng out, otherwise he would get into a fight with Hongjun and it would be bad to scare him.

Let me think about it...

It seems that Fenglai has reappeared, what is it called?

It seems to be, Prince Changqin?