I'm going to fight

"...A talisman that can bring good luck." Yazi said softly with his back turned to him.

"Pfft..." Yang Yao quickly covered his mouth, ran to the side to laugh, and then rushed back half-twitched to explain to him: "Jia, Yazi, are you interested in joining the song and dance troupe in the underworld?"

"what?"

"You're so funny!" Yang Yao put his paws on his shoulders, leaning over and twitching, "If you're lucky, you can just find Si Ming, but you actually believe in amulets! You are a god!"

"Yes..." Yazi's voice was very soft, he took back his kit from Yang Yao's hand, and carefully put it in his arms.He glanced at Yang Yao, raised his hand, clenched it into a fist again, and put it down forcefully.

"Suan Ni."

"Hey?"

"Yang Yao."

"What are you doing!"

"It's nothing."

Yazi smiled faintly, and poured out the bell.

Yang Yao took the bell and glanced at Yazi again, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, and shouted after seeing it: "That kit...is it for divine jade!?"

Yazi nodded.

"You... don't know how to say hello." Yang Yao stroked his forehead, and could only focus on the bell in his hand.

"what is this?"

Yang Yao immediately leaned the bell against his body, and looked at Yazi warily: "Ice, ice sculpture."

"I won't snatch it from you." It's still such a treasure.

Seeing Yazi frowning, Yang Yao, who upholds the principle of sharing blessings and suffering together, softened his heart, took out the bell, injected divine power, and restored it to the packaged state.Yang Yao broke through the barrier outside, and the green bamboo leaves used for packaging slowly fell, revealing the pink lotus. The lotus started out as a bud, and became full the moment the bamboo leaves unfolded, and gradually bloomed layer by layer. Purple light flashed.

"This thing from the demon world is absolutely extraordinary." Yazi watched beside him, his breath was so close, Yang Yao felt his neck go numb, and couldn't help turning his head and glaring at Yazi.

It made Ya Zi feel a little inexplicable.

"Today, a little snow demon used insanity to me, and wanted me to buy her ice sculpture." Yang Yao watched the outer layer open little by little, and heard Yazi's compliment, and said happily to him.

Yazi smiled lightly after hearing this, "Inspiritualism... In Dingyuntian, the gods disdain to practice heresy, but Suanni is talented and intelligent. After finding it in an ancient book, he learns [-]% of it. .When it comes to the lower realm, as far as the soul-hunting technique is concerned, as long as Yang Yao is the second, no one in the world dares to be the first.

"You have a lot of cleverness."

Yang Yao was not happy anymore, and stared at her peach blossom eyes: "I am very talented!"

"Oh."

Enraged by Yazi, Yang Yao looked at his ice sculpture with hatred.Wrapped outside the ice sculpture, there are first green bamboos, then lotus flowers, and then inside, there are orchid grasses, proud winter plums, iceberg snow lotus...exotic flowers and plants, colorful, and in the middle are crystal clear ice crystals, which are dizzy with a layer of water color. Yang Yao poked his finger, and the icy water covered his fingertips. There was a burst of bone-piercing cold. Yang Yao frowned and stretched out his finger. The blisters covering the ice sculpture burst, but they did not immediately fall to the ground, but fell extremely slowly. , showing the shape of an ice sculpture inch by inch...

Snow Demon's skills are extremely exquisite, just by showing such a piece, with experience, Yang Yao knows that this is a peerless beauty.

The soft hair hangs down gently, the outline is deep and resolute, Yang Yao clicked his tongue twice: "She is really a beauty..."

Yazi's complexion was not very good.

The drops of water continued to fall, and the beauty's face appeared, her beautiful eyes were shining darkly, her eyes were cold, her lips were beautifully shaped, and she was rising like a smile, outlining a very gentle expression.

"I don't know which beauty it is, if you know..." Yang Yao pouted while hugging the ice sculpture, half-closed her peach eyes.

...His Highness is showing mercy again regardless of the consequences, Fusang thought with her mouth pursed.

Yazi asked, "What if you know?"

"Of course we should marry her home..." Yang Yao smiled half-smile, brushing his fingertips across the corner of his lips, his charm suddenly aroused.Fusang muttered "Do not look at evil", and was about to step forward to stop him from such a deadly behavior, but Yang Yao let out a low cry and stammered: "This, this beauty... looks familiar."

Fusang leaned over helplessly, and lazily replied, "Oh, isn't it His Highness Yazi?"

Yang Yao raised his head abruptly, approached Yazi for a closer look, the eyebrows, the contours, the indifferent and cold smile... exactly the same as the beauty on the ice sculpture!

Thinking of what he said just now, Yang Yao was a little embarrassed, and took two steps back with a reddish face, but Yazi leaned over unhurriedly, narrowing his golden eyes half-closed, and jokingly said.

"Shenjun Yang Yao, are you satisfied with me?"

"Shut up, shut up! You...you have no respect for your elders, you are the next one!" Yang Yao was forced to the wall, pointing his fingers at Yai Zi, contrary to his panic expression, his golden eyes turned into vertical pupils calmly .

Yazi's eyes slowly widened, Yang Yao and him looked at each other and found that his half-closed eyes are extremely bright, soft and defenseless, which makes people let go of all guards.

It's the same as the childhood Yazi, cute... and aggressive eyes.

Yazi smiled lightly, pinched Yang Yao's chin, and blew lightly in his ear: "God Lord Yang Yao, I have not overstepped, I just obeyed your orders."

Ears... so hot... hotter than No. 16 volcanic hell, and more suffocating than fifth-floor steamer hell.Yang Yao bit her lip, her eyes were filled with mist, and she looked at Jai Zi.

"Jiazi..."

"Ok?"

The aura of God lingered between the two of them. Yang Yao lowered his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he regained his clarity. In the flash, he clasped Jai Zi's neck, took out a white porcelain bowl from his sleeve with his right hand, and poured the All the liquid poured into his mouth.Yazi didn't set up defenses, and Yang Yao had already covered his mouth when he realized.

Yang Yao's fingertips felt cold, and he said in a low voice: "You are a god, even if the divine books are abolished, you are still the all-powerful god of Dingyuntian."

God is doomed not to have feelings.

Anger flashed in Jai Zi's golden eyes, he swung Yang Yao away, but Yang Yao forcibly pressed the liquid down his throat with divine power.

"Get out!" Yazi's murderous intent was fully revealed, the clear water and green dragon sword full of divine power buzzed, the blue light was so bright that people couldn't even open their eyes.

Yang Yao stood in front of the bridge of the Wangchuan River, looked at the misty Huangquan Road behind him, and smiled at the glaring Yazi: "Of course I will go."

Yazi was taken aback for a moment, restrained his killing intent, and took two steps towards him: "What are you going to do?"

"One day in the sky, one year in the world." Yang Yao looked up at the afternoon sky, the sun was still so bright, the clouds were puffing up, everything was full of aura, he whispered: "Jazi, when I come back, I hope you have returned to Dingyuntian."

After talking about summoning the fire, he quickly ran across the Naihe Bridge. Yazi was blocked by the flames set by Yang Yao. As soon as he used his divine power, the poured Mengpo soup stirred in his body, sealing his divine power.

It was just a moment of hesitation, and Yang Yao over there jumped into the well of reincarnation following the reincarnated ghosts.

"Yang Yao!"

Yazi watched Yang Yao disappear from his sight. The limitation of divine power made him feel powerless. He ignored Fusang's exclamation, and ran towards the wall of fire, only to see the clear water and green dragon sword in his hand, which turned into a wall of water in front of him. The wall blocked his way.

Yazi bit his fingertips, and just as the blood gushed out, the water wall burst immediately. Yinglong was shaken away by the divine power, showing his original shape, covering his shoulders and taking a few steps back.

The golden pupils were touched by the murderous intent, and they revealed a faint demonic nature.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Yazi turned a deaf ear to his low voice, his eyes only followed the direction where Yang Yao disappeared, and was about to chase after Wangchuan River with all his strength, when the coquettish fiery red wings appeared in front of his eyes, as hot as manjusawa, the soft and plump feathers fluttered in the gust of wind Shaking, the karmic fire of hell behind him seemed to remind Ding Yuntian of Yazi, who was bound by the raging fire, and the divine power of the contract that lingered in the flaming aura of Suan Ni...

The golden pupils couldn't see a gleam of light, and the inorganic vertical pupils were showing the murderous aura that was about to come.The manaless ghosts a few miles away got a little closer, and were shaken out of their wits.

Fusang was so overwhelmed by the divine power that he couldn't lift his head, bit his lip, and said loudly: "His Royal Highness Suan Ni ordered!"

Hearing the word "狻猊", Yazi's eyes brightened, and Fusang felt that the pressure was reduced, so he took the opportunity to say, "God Yang Yao asked us to stop you, it is God Yang Yao!"

The word "Yang Yao" was like a spell, dispelling all the evil spirits of Yazi, Fusang escaped from the divine power pervading the sky, with a pale face, he knelt down with his hands on his chest, trembling, and coughed up a large amount of blood.

Yazi lowered his head, his gaze fell on the trembling Fusang, and every word he uttered from his thin lips was boundless and forbidden: "Yang Yao, what did you say?"

"His Highness Yaizu, please return to Dingyuntian." Fusang wiped the blood overflowing from his lips, rolled up his sleeves, and bowed to Yazi as if nothing had happened.

"……he?"

"Yes." Fusang smiled slightly, her feet were already unsteady, she was about to fall, Yinglong stepped forward to support her, she shook her head.

Yinglong had no choice but to put down Fusang, she stood up straight with great effort, and said to Yazi: "Your Highness has taken Mengpo soup now, you can go back to Dingyuntian."

Meng Po Tang, for ordinary ghosts, can forget all troubles, love and hatred, and make a break with the past.And it has another little-known function, which is to avoid obsession and fall into the devil's way. God uses it to gradually forget the feelings about the most important things.

It's not that Yazi didn't know the usefulness of Meng Po Tang when he was in Dingyuntian, but that he couldn't let go of his feelings.

"Your Highness, please go back to Dingyuntian." Fusang prostrated on the ground and said word by word.

Yazi looked at her complicatedly, and frowned: "What did Yang Yao do?"

"...Your Highness Suanni, made an agreement with Qingcang Tianjun." Fusang hesitated for a moment, and said: "His Highness Yazi's divine book can be restored, the condition is that you drink Mengpo Tang, and... go to the world to investigate Zi Lord Jade God."

Fusang lowered his head while speaking.I'm afraid His Royal Highness Suan Ni thought of it when he was reading the newspaper... Ziyu Shenjun entered the reincarnation privately. …

It was the first time for the lazy His Royal Highness Suan Ni to ask Qingcang Tianjun for such a mission, which was more or less ominous.

The golden eyes were fixed on Fusang's body, and she seemed to be looking at her master through her with a slightly annoyed and helpless expression.After a while, he retracted his gaze, turned around and walked in one direction, his robe fluttering.

"Your Highness Yazi, where are you going?" Fusang raised his head and found that the direction Yazi left was not from Xiang Dingyuntian at all, he trotted all the way to keep up, and asked loudly.

"Look for Si Ming."

Fusang was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood—Siming Xingjun was in charge of the life, death, fate, misfortune and fortune of mortals, and the purpose of His Highness Yazi's visit was also clear.

"Your Highness Yaizu, why should you?" Fusang said to Yazi after sitting on the moving cloud for a while.

"The world is dangerous, so you don't worry about him." Jai Zi gritted his teeth in his tone, "In order to induce me to drink Meng Po soup, you dare to perform soul-stirring on me."

Fusang was taken aback, no wonder His Royal Highness Jaizu's behavior was so strange just now, it turned out that it was God Yang Yao who cast the soul-hunting technique.

"Your Highness Suan Ni is such a stubborn god, don't you know? Is it useful for Fusang to stop it?" Fusang grabbed a piece of auspicious cloud and tossed it for fun, and said in a low voice.

"That's right." Yazi smiled as if thinking of something.

Fu Sang stared blankly, His Highness Jai Zi laughed, and it was true that the world was unparalleled, but... he would only laugh at His Highness Suan Ni.

So she said: "Your Highness Yazi, if you decide to break it, you will break it. Your Highness Suan Ni's move is just to show brotherly love and the guilt of hurting you back then. He..."

"I know, he has no heart." When Yazi said this, there was still a smile on his lips.

"Then you still..." Fusang stared at the corners of his raised lips, as if he couldn't believe it.

A hopeless and bone-deep obsession.

In any case, Suan Ni is still Yang Yao, and the Dao of Heaven cannot allow him to touch it, and everything he does is in vain.Yazi looked at the clean and holy heaven, his golden eyes were calm: "Even if everyone in the world knows that I am infatuated with God Yang Yao, as long as he doesn't know..."

This once-in-a-lifetime crush has meaning.

"Your Highness, please think twice..." Fusang's red eyes couldn't see her red eye sockets. Facing the firm Yazi, she couldn't say any more: "Your Highness, if this continues... sooner or later, the godhood will be lost."

"To be a god and an immortal, the guardian is also the common people in the world." Yazi said calmly, Fusang looked at him when he heard the words, the black robe fluttered with the wind, Yazi was righteous and awe-inspiring, it seemed that people who lost their godheads had nothing to do with him .

Where there is injustice, it will be avenged... That's how it is.

Fusang lowered his eyes, Yazi who cared about the world, even if the whole world was entrusted to him, he would definitely be able to take on heavy responsibilities.

"Your Highness Yaizu, haven't you... thought about yourself? Follow your desires and live for yourself." Fusang looked ahead and slowly considered his words.

Yazi seemed surprised that she asked such a disobedient question, looked at her for a while, and then replied, "I'm just guarding by his side, and I'm not as great as you imagined. I'm just waiting."

"Wait?"

"If you can't get it now, wait another 1000 years."

When the destiny falls, the gods die, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and the sea is changing.

Until the old days, autumn grass grows on the mosque every year, every day from the building to the sunset, there will always be a day when he can legitimately own the sun.

Yazi, who is so devout and persistent, uses his tenderness to support the future, but unfortunately Huiji will be hurt, and his love will not last long.The way of heaven will never allow anyone to covet their walking weapons... the Suanni Tianjun who once shot and killed rebels.

Fusang looked at Yazi, cursed, then secretly wiped away tears.

Yazi can be compared to a jade gentleman, with gentle touches and restrained brilliance. He is as modest as a valley, with few desires and little demands, and will never exceed the rules.Once the beautiful jade is warmed, the temperature that has stayed on it will stagnate.Just like the Suan Ni Tianjun standing with his back facing him thousands of years ago, the thousands of troops and horses still don't change their expressions. The red flames on the two swords spread over the skin, laying an exclusive brand on the softest corner of the heart.

Yazi looked at Lost Soul Hai and said softly, "I can't lose him anymore."

The author has something to say: I.No.able.Again.lose.go.he.up.

Please combine the context to analyze the thoughts and feelings of the hero's words (kicked away)

supplement:

[Functions of Meng Po Soup] 1. The thing that the gods forget about obsession

2. As a necessary procedure for reincarnation, that is to say, there is no memory of God at all after going down to earth

It's not multiple choice, it's single choice

So Yazi's reincarnation won't jump out and say: Oh ha, I'm Yazi

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