Crystal Palace Irregular Dispute Corporation

The battle ahead was extremely fierce, with sword spirit boulders flying over from time to time, while Lou Jue dodged, he pulled out the baby strap and tied Lizi tightly in front of his body. The strap was soft, and there was a small waist stool under the little monster's buttocks , very comfortable, and will not feel uncomfortable.

With a bang, Zhou Fei was thrown out from the fierce battle, drew a perfect parabola, and landed heavily on Lou Jue's feet.

Then Zhou Fei's mahogany sword also flew out and stuck in the blood-soaked ground. Zhou Fei grabbed the mahogany sword and struggled to get up. With a click, the mahogany sword, which he had tried his best in the battle, shattered into two pieces. Unable to support Zhou Fei's body anymore, Zhou Fei fell to the ground again in response.

Like Tao Mujian, Zhou Fei also tried his best. He lay on the ground in a daze, blood and sweat flowed into his eyes, and his eyes suddenly felt sharp pain. Zhou Fei couldn't help curling up his body, shrinking into a shrimp, He just turned his back to the building next to him.

Zhou Fei was in too much pain. From birth to now, even if he was fighting alone before, he never felt such pain when he was beaten by a group of gangsters. His ribs were broken in several places, and his chest was grazed by Du Ziren's fist. Just by wiping it, he felt pain in his internal organs, and he opened his mouth to vomit a mouthful of blood.

He won't die here, will he?

Zhou Fei stared in confusion, his eyes turned to the front where the beating was fierce, Du Ziren was attacked by the prince and Bai Wuchang without retreating but advancing, the beating prince and Bai Wuchang retreated in a row, suddenly Du Ziren pretended to attack Bai Wuchang, When the crown prince flew to save Bai Wuchang, Du Ziren swung his sword back at the crown prince's neck.

"Brother, be careful..." Zhou Fei was taken aback by the unconscious address. He had called the crown prince Ye Zong, Brother Ye, Papa Long, and brother, but he had never called him big brother.

The word "big brother" is too solemn and serious, and it doesn't fit the prince's style of painting, nor does it fit Zhou Feifei's style of painting.

Whether it is the crown prince or Zhou Feifei, they have never been serious people.

Ask Zhou Fei to call the prince big brother, Zhou Fei can't do it, it's too awkward, if he knew the prince ten years in advance, he should be able to call him, at that time he was relatively simple and stupid, he couldn't see the essence of the prince through the phenomenon , maybe he will be deceived by his pious appearance, thinking that he is stable and handsome.

Zhou Fei was coughing blood miserably, thinking that his brain was really squeezed by the door, and he was still thinking about these things at this moment.

Suddenly, a bone-thumping pain came from his back, Zhou Fei grabbed the hand of the person behind him with his backhand, and begged, "Don't..."

The person behind did not stop, holding him firmly with his left hand, and stabbing his spine with his right hand, red blood splashed on the nearby grass, and a painful red flowed from the dark green. In Zhou Fei's begging, this person not only Without stopping, he grabbed Zhou Fei's spine and pulled it out.

It hurts too much, far worse than being rubbed by Du Ziren's palm wind.

Like a fish thrown on the shore, Zhou Fei's whole body was trembling, beads of painful sweat appeared on his forehead, and the blood formed a puddle under his body, Zhou Fei died of pain, his eyes pierced through the front in a blur of consciousness The forest of swords fell on the prince.

The crown prince's fists were bloody and bleeding, but he still ignored himself and punched Du Ziren's temples.

"I'm not easy to mess with." The crown prince's roar echoed in the woods.

"Brother..." Zhou Fei murmured "Brother" and slowly closed his eyes.

At the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth, there was neither heaven nor hell, only the prehistoric world, all kinds of mixed living, gods and demons dancing, and constant friction. You smashed my place today, and tomorrow I will raise my troops to fight. If you don’t accept me, I will also I don't agree with you.

As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer.

Feng are the first batch of human races made out of mud by Empress Nuwa.

Empress Nuwa made people holy, and when she ascended, she put Fengdu and the others on a small island in the East China Sea, and warned them not to leave the island easily.

The human race established a tribe on the small island and lived in groups. The prehistoric creatures were all tough, and the human race was weak, and life was very difficult. The tribe also obeyed the orders of the empress Nuwa and did not dare to step out of the small island.

Fengdu was different, he was born with an air of flow, and he didn't want to be bound in one place.

One spring when all kinds of flowers were in full bloom, Feng Du sneaked out of the island with his clansmen on his back, sitting on a small wooden boat he made.

When the wooden paddle entered the water, it was blown forward by the wind. Feng Du was quite courageous and didn't panic too much. After the wooden paddle landed on the shore, he went ashore with his own food on his back.

Fengdu didn't know that the land he stepped on was the east of the Great Wilderness, the territory of the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan is a God Clan bred by the heavens and the earth. They are powerful, and ordinary gods and demons would not dare to offend them. However, the Dragon Clan's martial arts are extremely strong, even if no one comes to beat them, there are often fights in their territory.

As soon as Feng Dupo came ashore, he saw two silver dragons fighting on the shore. Although they were not in the water, the sea was still surging to a height of more than ten meters. Feng Du thought of the tribe that was always submerged by the waves. With so many huge waves coming, seeing the dragon clan fighting now, I realized that it was their fault, so I stepped forward to reason and told them not to fight by the water.

Yinlong didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he flicked his tail on Fengdu's body, Fengdu passed out on the spot, and when he woke up, he fell into the snake's den again.

It turned out that a group of flower snakes were mating in the woods, they came out to look for food when they were hungry, and when they saw Fengdu who had fainted, he dragged him back and put them together with other food.

The snake demons mate in their original form, entangled without distinguishing each other, and the two beautiful snakes suddenly quarreled.

"You shameless female snake, didn't you say that you only love His Royal Highness the Dragon God? Why do you still want to compete with me for the male snake?"

"Hehe, you are not the same."

Feng Du listened to it, to the effect that the two beauties accused each other of competing with themselves for the dragon outside, and fighting for the snake when they returned to the clan, shameless words.

Not only was there a quarrel, but the beautiful snake also had a fight.

After the fight, the beautiful snake swam into the grain storehouse hungry, her vertical pupil stared at Fengdu closely, Fengdu was too frightened to move, the letter of the snake almost touched Fengdu's face, a burst of footsteps came, and a man's clear voice sounded like sounds of nature.

"I heard that you have captured a human race. By the way, I haven't seen a human race yet..."

The man who walked into the grain storehouse was a whole head taller than Fengdu, with a slender waist and long legs, a handsome face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking at everyone with a look of deep affection.

Hearing the man's voice, the beautiful snake quickly changed back to its original shape. Wearing a gorgeous and delicate long skirt, she put away her bloodthirsty teeth and pounced on the man coquettishly.

"Your Highness, why are you here? It's too dirty here, go back quickly."

In fact, this place is not dirty, the beautiful snake is just afraid that men will find the male snake next door.

Spring is the mating season for snakes. They love men, but they still can't control their desire to find male snakes hehehe.

The man obviously has no interest in the beautiful snake, but he is very gracious, pretending not to know that a group of snakes are having sex next door, the man told the beautiful snake that he has never seen a human race come to watch the fun, the beautiful snake immediately handed over all the Feng to the man, and Send them out of the snake clan's territory.

Feng Du was held in the man's hand like a chicken cub, instead of getting angry, he hugged the man's thigh and wanted to recognize him as his big brother.

"Brother, you saved my life, and you will be my brother from now on."

The man pulled the flesh of Fengdu's cheeks to both sides, very curious about the human race.

Feng Du is also very curious about men, especially when he sees the gods, demons and monsters along the way wanting to salute when they see a man, his admiration for men is beyond words, and he wishes to become a man's leg pendant, even if he later finds out that the man is a dragon he hates , Fengdu did not diminish his admiration for men in the slightest.

Especially later, when the man heard Feng say that the human race lived on a small island in the East China Sea, and that after the huge waves raised by the dragon clan would wash away their houses, he would order all the dragon clan not to jump and fight in the sea at will. Feng wanted to kiss his big brother's heel.

One day, Feng Du, an unscrupulous elder brother with a straw in his mouth, made erotic pictures for him.

Fengdu, a simple boy, followed his elder brother's example and failed.

Of course, in Fengdu's eyes, this is not bad, everything is right and perfect.

The days of the two brothers' fooling around were boundless and joyful. Fengdu spent all his time following behind his elder brother, except for three months at home.

Ten years passed in a flash.

Feng Du has grown from a boy to a young man, and the man is still the same man.

Feng Du looked at his elder brother's unchanged face for ten years, and burst into tears, "Brother, I'm so scared."

Feng was so scared that he couldn't sleep at night. His elder brother was a protoss. Ten years was just a blink of an eye for him, but it was a long time for him. Today he can still follow behind his elder brother, but what about tomorrow?

Will he die tomorrow?

The man said: "Not necessarily, maybe I will die before you."

Feng Du stared blankly at his elder brother, who spoke in the same exuberant tone as usual, but with an indescribably sad expression on his face.

In the prehistoric land, there were too many battles, and Feng made of mud was firmly protected by his elder brother. He has not experienced any danger so far, and Feng has never seen any bloodshed. Two white dragons died.

"Brother, what will happen to the Protoss when they die?"

"The Tao disappears, the soul returns to the earth, and there is nothing left."

Feng Du was stunned for a moment, and thought of a question that no one in the race had ever thought about, "What about the human race? What will become of us people made of mud when we die?"

As soon as the words came out, the sky and the earth suddenly shook, as if something had been awakened, it was about to move in the dark place.

The shaking of the sky and the earth caused riots, and all the tribes of the prehistoric people hid everywhere screaming.

At this time, the prehistoric world was very unstable, and it was all supported by Buzhou Shenshan, and accidents of sky collapse and earth collapse would happen from time to time. Feng thought that the sky was falling again, so he went under the table in a panic, but saw the man staring at him in surprise. look at yourself.

Feng didn't even know that when he asked that question, his fate had already changed.

On the way of cultivating the Tao, chance and understanding are the most important things. The clever and enlightened ones will make rapid progress in one day, while the stupid ones will be as fast as one thousand years.

The man pulled Fengdu out from under the table.

"I recently learned the art of reading from Prime Minister Gui, let me help you take a look."

Feng Du looked at his elder brother excitedly, "Will I get rich?"

The man shakes his head.

Feng Du lowered his head in frustration, his elder brother's treasury was full of gold and silver treasures, he had been jealous for a long time.

"Although he can't make a fortune, he is a blessed person who can live a long time."

Feng Du saw the man smiling gratifiedly.

Then the man took him to a cliff, where a towering peach tree was in full bloom, with an unknown number of flowers, and thousands of them fell down when the wind blew.

This is Dushuo Mountain in the east of the East China Sea, where a man fell in love with a beautiful figure at first sight, but he did not expect that the other party was a man.

Dushuo Mountain is a sad place for men, even if the peach trees on the edge of the cliff are delicious and juicy, he would not easily step into it.

"Brother, what did you bring me here for?"

"Can't you lift the Excalibur I gave you?! I'll make you another sword out of mahogany..."

Feng Du was not interested in peach wood swords, he was flimsy and unmanly at all, but Feng Du always listened to men, so he hummed.

"Don't say um, say yes or no." The man looked at him unhappily.

Feng Du was a little aggrieved, he said yes, he must agree, why did he ask him?

"Say, do you want it?"

Feng Du found that today's big brothers are very different, their behavior seems to be a kind of ritual, there is no room for vague words such as um, and they must clearly state whether they want it or not.

"I want." Feng Du heard his own voice, and then the world shook again.

"What the heck, brother, the land is sinking again, let's run." Feng Du went to pull the man, but the man stood motionless by the peach tree, he put his hand into the peach tree, and pulled out the essence of wood that was long in his arm.

A man with a pair of peach blossom eyes sat under the tree, took out a knife and immediately carved the essence of the wood into a peach wood sword. There were no spells or patterns, a simple peach wood sword, only a dragon tail was carved on the end of the sword.

"Made by the Dragon God, it must be a high-quality product." The man threw the mahogany sword into Feng Du's arms, and then ran away in a gust of wind.

In the clear sky, suddenly there was a muffled thunder, and the thundercloud gathered above Fengdu's head in an instant, and before he could react, it fell towards him.

It hurts too much.

It was so painful, his skin was ripped apart, Feng could smell his own burning, he saw the man opposite him, opening his mouth to help, but the man just watched and didn't move.

Why didn't big brother come to rescue me?

Did I make big brother angry?

Feng Du was thinking vaguely, without a trace of resentment in his heart. As a small human being made of mud, no one knew how much he admired the man who walked with the wind. He was as powerful as a god, fearless, and handsome like the wind and the clouds. , living freely, is the most admired and admired person in Fengdu.

When the thunderclouds dispersed, Feng saw his eldest brother coming towards him with the spring breeze, and wherever the hem of his blue robe brushed, there were always a hundred flowers blooming.

"Congratulations, Fengdu, you have become the first god of the human race."

Feng didn't even know how he became a god, but it was his greatest honor to have a long life like his elder brother.

"Feng has become a god and brother's younger brother, so Feng will always follow the elder brother."

Feng always thought so, until one day he saw death on his elder brother's face.

"Brother, come back to the underworld with me, and I will definitely do my best to protect you."

"No, let's go, and don't come here again."

"I don't want it, run away, don't worry about anything, brother run away..."

"You go, I can't leave." The man's face was full of tears, and he smiled like a fool when he saw a red light flashing across the sky.

Feng didn't even know what the man was laughing at. When he was driven away, he heard the sound of the Phoenix weeping blood. From the dojo of the Daoist Ancestor of Fortune in the nine heavens, the Phoenix fell like a meteor.