I'm going to fight

It was noon when Yang Yao woke up, he moved and got up from under the shade of the tree.

"Little Fusang, let's go." Yang Yao poked her face, and pulled the dazed Fusang out of the barrier.

The venomous sun was shining on his face, Yang Yao narrowed his golden eyes, and nodded Fusang's head: "Is it your enchantment?"

"...Huh?" Fusang didn't wake up, and stared at him blankly.

This force is very strange, it is mostly the power of the water system, but there is an ominous fire in it... It feels like ground fire.

Earth fire... Yang Yao's pupils dimmed.

"It's nothing." Just the two of them, either the barrier he set up or Fusang.The temperature in the barrier is very comfortable and cool, which is most suitable for his fire attribute body.Although the power left by the barrier was somewhat familiar, Yang Yao didn't think much about it, and took Fusang's hand to find Qingchen.

"His Highness Suan Ni... walk slowly, Fusang is tired." Hearing this, Yang Yao complained, and simply hugged Fusang and put it on his shoulders. After Fusang sat down, he began to doze off again.

"What's wrong with you? Is it because you're not used to the environment here?" Yang Yao touched her face, it was quite normal.

"Well, no, Fusang wants to grow up, and His Royal Highness Suan Ni needs to practice hard."

Yang Yao was silent for a while, but still said: "Little Fusang, I think you are cute because you are so young."

In Dingyuntian, Fusang was the youngest and outstanding divine bird of the Phoenix clan guarded by the gods of all directions. It was named after the most famous sacred tree of their clan, Fusang. Two hundred years old, she flew over from the south quickly, grabbed Yang Yao by the collar when he was still in a daze, looked at him for a moment with a pair of fiery eyes, and nodded: "That's right."

...Your sister is not bad!

This scene has always made Yang Yao brooding.

The first time I had close contact with a girl was to confess to him, and I was so aggressive...

However, it was the first time for Yang Yao to experience such a revealing emotion in Dingyuntian. He ignored Fusang's turbulent chest, and the hot breath carried by Phoenix made him very comfortable. The fire attribute matched perfectly, so he made a contract with Fusang in a daze and became her master (Yang Yao: pronounced as a slave orz).

When he was twisted down to heaven, he lost a thousand years of cultivation, of which 400 years belonged to Fusang. Fusang didn't think about any great things. Why did he come back, but his mind and body turned back to that of a child.

So Yang Yao, who has been oppressed for a long time, still thinks that the current little loli is good...

"Fusang wants to become a big beauty with big breasts." Fusang said, touching his flat airport, and said solemnly.

You used to be like that... Yang Yao didn't dare to tell the truth to Fusang who had lost his memory, so he nodded.

"Your Highness Suan Ni, why does the Qingchen Immortal Envoy we are looking for work here? Isn't he from the underworld?" Fusang pulled his hair, blinked his big eyes, and began to wonder why.

"What are you talking about... Let's be the tutor of the remedial class here." Yang Yao thought for a while and said.

"Huh? What is that? Ding Yuntian didn't have it..."

"En." Yang Yao supported her, his eyes sank: "So, what's so good about becoming a god?"

"Qingcang Tianjun will be sad when you say that!" Fusang waved her small fist and pouted.

"God has no heart, don't worry."

"Yes."

The two scumbags quarreled and quarreled all the way, and found the so-called tutoring class.

The Sea of ​​Lost Souls does not belong to the fairy world, so it is very cloudy, and many ghosts gather. Perhaps there are many immortals coming. They are not too surprised to see Yang Yao, and they are busy with their own work.

Just entering the town, there is another market, Yang Yao has been tricked just now, and it is not suitable for a newcomer to show his edge, so it is impossible to see if he has made up his mind.

"Your Highness, Fusang wants to eat candied haws." Knowing Yang Yao's thoughts, Fusang didn't call out his name, and pointed to the candied haws sold by the hanged ghost over there with his little finger.

"Eat after eating, be careful of tooth decay." Yang Yao ignored her.

"But Fusang really wants to eat...and, Your Highness! Don't go!" Fusang sat on his shoulders, wrapped his small hands around his neck vigorously, and said in a crying voice: "This is a ghost market, there are many What you can't see in the ordinary fairy world..."

"I know, I know, I'll see you later."

"Your Highness..."

Yang Yao was so entangled that he looked at the hanging ghost who was about to move over there, and turned his head to smile, all kinds of flirtatious: "Little Fusang, look at his tongue is so long, he must be as greedy as you, he would secretly lick it when making candied haws. Let's lick it?"

Fusang was stunned, then burst into tears, beat Yang Yao's shoulder and shouted: "Your Highness! Go, go! Fusang hates it!"

Leaving the petrified hanged ghost behind.

He was just supporting his family and buying gourds!Whoever provokes whoever falls!

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When Yang Yao came to the remedial class, Qingchen was still at work. He found a place to sit and wait for Qingchen, but he saw that Fusang was already gnawing on something, and all the crumbs fell on his shoulders.

"...When did you buy the apricot cake?" Yang Yao asked helplessly, covering his forehead.

"Don't tell Your Highness!" As soon as he spoke, he lost his voice even more, Yang Yao had no choice but to hug her to his side, and flicked the apricot cake on his shoulder.

"You are so stingy, you have to worry about everything, whether you are a beast or not, you..." Yang Yao patted her head.

Fusang turned his head and said seriously: "His Royal Highness, although Fusang is a beast race, he is not as cold as His Highness."

This, this is Hong Guoguo's racial discrimination!Gods are discriminated against in this world now!Father God, come and listen to this child!

"I'm the most emotional god in the entire god clan, little Fusang."

Fusang took a bite of the apricot cake, his bright eyes glanced at Yang Yao, and he narrowed his pupils: "Your Highness, you have nothing but appearances."

"Okay, now that the sun is out, we have to go to a shady place." Qingchen over there clapped his hands and directed the students, "Run faster over there, or your body will be melted!"

Yang Yao fixed his eyes and found that the students were a group of little zombies, so he couldn't help but lean forward to look.

"Now under the shade of the tree, we can stretch each other's muscles and stretch our muscles... I found out that some students didn't stretch their muscles in the last class, and their arms were broken. You just came out of the coffin, so you have to prepare for the exercise before you can proceed. practice!" Qingchen said with a straight face.

"So that's how it is... Interesting, are the zombies practicing collectively?" Fusang licked his fingers after eating the apricot cake.

"Why did you let Qingchen be your mentor?" Yang Yao was puzzled.

"Your Highness Suan Ni, don't you know that Qingchen Xianshi is Hanba, the highest rank of zombies." Fusang took out a piece of apricot cake from the cloth bag, "The so-called 'Hanba is born, and there is no water in the land of a hundred miles. ', Qingchen back then was also a man of the lower world."

I always feel that the water ♂♂♂♂ in the fairyland is very deep... Even a sanitation fairy who cleans is so unfathomable...

"That's because the Immortal Envoy Qingchen was violent and impermanent back then, his memory was erased, and he was exiled to this small place." Fusang knew what he was thinking, and said while looking at Qingchen.

"That's it... How old was Qingchen at that time, I feel like an old man..." Due to the reason of cultivation, the appearance of the fairy changed very slowly, and Fusang's tone seemed to be a long time ago.

"No, Qingchen is about the same age as His Highness." Fusang sighed, and looked at Yang Yao with his eyes, "Your Highness is suitable to become a god, has no feelings, and doesn't pay attention to everything outside of the body."

Yang Yao chuckled twice to conceal the essence of ignorance.

"Yinglong, the idiot next to His Royal Highness, Yinglong Zhangshui, was also a fierce general of Dingyuntian when he didn't recognize his master. He was the one who captured Hanba Qingchen alive." Fusang ate all the apricot cake, clapped his hands, and looked Yang Yao: "So you know how outstanding His Highness Yazi is, I was really blind at that time..."

Fool Yinglong, he heard it right, Fusang said "Fool Yinglong"!Although Yinglong recognized his master earlier than Fusang, he killed himself 500 years ago. Now Yinglong only has a spirit body, which is attached to the Bishui Qinglong Sword, so the Bishui Qinglong Sword can change its shape at will.

Yang Yao couldn't help laughing, just about to pinch her face, Qingchen called his name and ran over.

"Yang Yao! How did you come to visit me?" Qingchen stopped in front of him and said with a smile.

"Because I miss you..."

Before Yang Yao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fusang's faint voice.

"Because His Highness doesn't want to clean."

Seeing Yang Yao's accusatory eyes on her, Fusang raised her head, quite arrogant.

I have to work hard after accepting the apricot cake from His Highness Yazi!

Yang Yao didn't notice at all that his companion had been bought by the food, and he just focused on talking to Qingchen.

"This is...?" Qingchen looked at Fusang.

Fusang mobilized her divine power, and the hot wind blew her robes. She raised her hands, and countless red lotuses bloomed beside her, and her red wings spread out behind her, her snow-white face was blushing.

"I am the divine bird Phoenix inhabiting the Fusang tree, named Fusang."

Yang Yao glanced at Fusang's noble and inviolable demeanor, and silently turned his head away.

...I just like your pretentious friend.

It's really Ding Yuntian pretending to be the number one beast, and I don't know who just ate the apricot cake all over the place.

"Fuso SAMA! Please sign me!"

Seeing the shining Qingchen, Fusang Liu raised his eyebrows, and still pressed a paw print on his notebook.

How to get along with mythical beasts get√

"By the way, what is this remedial class for? Become a fairy? It's not like..."

When asked about this, Qingchen got excited, clenched his fists, and his gray eyes glowed: "No! In this society, becoming a fairy is no longer the goal! They all want to find a good way out in the fantasy world of!"

"Fantasy world? Why are they going there?" Fusang asked, crossing his arms.

The fantasy world is equivalent to the existence of the human world, and it is also the place where human beings live, but it is different from the era they live in, so it is called "fantasy world", and the humans there also call the fantasy world "modern".It is said that it is a very prosperous place, but most people in the fantasy world do not believe in gods, and there are very few gods there.

"I want to lead the zombie family on the road to prosperity! Zombies are no longer synonymous with fear!" Qingchen said excitedly about her future life: "The fantasy world now has a lot of demand for zombies. How many employment directions are there for our zombies?" : performances, actual combat, games..."

Yang Yao and Fusang looked at each other, dripping cold sweat.

"People in the fantasy world need our zombie actors to shoot so-called 'ghost films', and there is also a game called '×× Vs Zombies' that is popular recently, and the demand is huge!"

"So gamers need to learn how to deal with broken arms and heads, the ability to eat plants, and how to wear various equipment..."

"Oh."

"Oh."

Yang Yao and Fusang responded with little interest.

Qing Chen talked for almost half an hour before reluctantly saying goodbye to the two of them and going to class.

"The Immortal Envoy Qingchen is really scary." Fusang rubbed his temples and pouted.

"really……"

Yang Yao sighed, Qingchen was really... enthusiastic.

Walking into the ghost market, it happened that a little ginseng spirit was selling "Underworld Daily". Yang Yao bought one in order to tease the little spirit.

"Don't eat me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Ginseng Jing handed the newspaper to Yangyao and ran away crying.

"Ah, let's go..." Yang Yao didn't feel ashamed at all, and he didn't care how terrible his flame attribute was to the spirit monsters transformed from plants and trees. He could only sigh and open the newspaper to relieve his boredom.

——Headline: Goddess Dingyun Tianyaohe descends to the lower realm, and secretly meets with His Royal Highness Suan Ni at the teahouse

——The current underworld King Hades eloped with the judge, where is the way for the management of the underworld?

——His Royal Highness Yaizu's support team made great achievements, capturing the picture of the smile of the lost soul in the sea of ​​flowers;

——The purple jade god who fled to the world is wanted

——Entrepreneurship Edition: Make a fortune, Hanba leads the zombies to a well-off life!

Tsk, it's in the headlines again.

Yang Yao wanted to go to Yazi's house to borrow his machete.

"In just half a day, Hades eloped with the judge...I'm going to prepare for the exam!" Yang Yao clenched his fists, full of ambition.

"I didn't expect that Qingchen to be quite powerful." Fusang lay on his shoulders, staring at the newspaper in his hand with big eyes, and let out a long sigh.

Fusang pouted again, and pulled Yang Yao's robe vigorously: "Your Highness, you don't even buy candied haws for Fusang! I want to play with Xianjun Qingchen!"

"...Don't talk about it, it's the priceless ancient satin python robe handmade by Weaver Girl." Yang Yao looked up at the sky.

"His Royal Highness, you are so poor."

Yang Yao was a little hurt.

Walking on the street with one god and one bird, Yang Yao hugged Fusang, who was lagging behind, in his arms, and bought her a candied haws from Hanged Ghost.

"No, Fusang! Drooling! Disgusting!" As soon as he finished speaking, Fusang saw the hanged ghost dragging his long tongue and began to cry.

"..." Yang Yao felt guilty.

So the candied haws returned to his hands.

Get 【Hanged Ghost: Candied Haws x 1】, use: eat, gift (note: can be given to His Royal Highness Yazi)

Who marked this candied haws!Yang Yao resisted the urge to throw it aside and put it in his pocket.

...Thinking about it, that kid Jai Zi seems to like eating sweets, and he would smile brightly at himself if he stuffed anything he didn't like (huh), but now, it's unsightly...

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