Legend of the Asura

Huang Shang fluttered and the colour curtain moved gently. She floated quietly in the air like a fallen fairy. Her eyes passed through the colour curtain and looked down at the phoenix sculptor. Ten meters high in the air makes people feel like she's standing in the cloud, but just looking at her, it's like she's already in the fairy world... poetry... dreams... painting...

It took three seconds for the wind to look away. Had it not been for her, he would never have believed that a man could have disillusioned him so much simply by his posture.

“Brother, is she a fairy?” Feng Yao gazed at the sky, the temperament that was completely absent from the human race, deeply subdued her.

“Perhaps… but in my heart, Yao is the only fairy I have.” The wind turned around and looked at her without turning a blind eye, and the voice was more deeply emotional than half false.

Feng Yao shy and happy bowed his head, his just raised envy disappeared without a trace, and his body leaned closer to him. I already have him, I have the greatest happiness, the fairy, the heavenly daughter, what can I envy?

Feng Yu, the sculptor, stood up straight again. Instead of being as furious or violent as the wind might have imagined, it shrunk against the wall and trembled slightly all over itself. The carved head is even deeper and seems to express a plea for forgiveness and subjugation. In this scene, the heart of the wind bursts into flames.

This woman in yellow... she is...

Defeat the Super Beast...

Would... she be...

“You are... Glass Fairy!” The wind looked at the slim yellow figure in the air and the expression was a little stiff for a while.

Glass? Feng Yao Mimei's eyes flashed with surprise, but quickly revealed a flash of colour.

With such a temperament and such a strong strength, is there anyone else besides my brother and the glass fairy I mentioned?

It's just that the glassy fairy who appeared a thousand years ago, shouldn't she be the same old man as the Flaming Emperor... why is she still so beautiful that she can dump the world by herself? Is she really a fairy?

Thinking of this, the envy and desire of Fengyao just dissipated once again breeds. She thought she could have endless lives like a heavenly man, so that she could stay with her beloved him forever, forever dependent and endless.

In the sparkling room of Caihua, a star-by-star, the gaze of the sea ghost looked at him, causing his heart to beat and his heart was almost completely lost at this moment. He struggled to look away and his heart beat wildly. The peace and faint laughter that endeavors to sustain has been completely deformed.

“You, but so. ”

Perhaps this is the true voice of the Heavenly Girl, as if it had come from outside the sky, the wind was in the air, but the eyebrows were cluttered together.

She didn't deny it! In other words, she may really be the legendary Glass Fairy! That trick defeats the Tianlong's first masterpiece and makes all the men who have seen her or fallen apart, or abandoned their wives, or the Glass Fairy of a lifetime alone, with its own appalling charm!

A random guess is actually approaching the truth! If she's really that glass that's disappeared for over a thousand years, why is she here?

“Thank you for saving us. But that can't justify your sarcasm. ”

He was still shying away from her eyes because he feared that he would fall for it. But the sound was cold. For the first time since he was a child, he was so directly cynical by a woman.

Not even a name could be seen, except for the first time he encountered a white man without a name. And the person in front of you, most likely a Glass Fairy, could never have no name. Then the only possibility is... she's too strong!

“You can't even protect your loved ones. How can you be Lord of the Xuan?” The voice is very light, soft, elegant as Xianle, as faint as cloud smoke, without any emotion.

“Okay... you're right. I am indeed as weak as an ant before you.” Take a deep breath, "but one day, I'll get stronger. ”

Why would she know the sword? The wind was chaotic.

“You know me?” The wind slowly matched her gaze, why did this glassy fairy show up here and why did she help herself… or did she always observe herself in silence?

The woman in yellow did not answer, but slowly extended her right hand. Five fingers open, roots as smooth as water balls, and skin as snowy as fingertips to the wrist.

“Take my shot, you can't, everything you have will disappear. ”

The wind jumps... everything will disappear, that is, all your gear, things... all fall!

“What if I catch it?” The wind frowned and asked. Her eyes were even less dodgy than her eyes.

“I'll give you any three terms.” The yellow coat woman opened her mouth slowly.

In a short sentence, you can't keep your heart at peace for a long time. He implicitly felt that the glass was dedicated to him, but he was becoming increasingly unable to guess her intentions.

“Good!” he nodded with no hesitation. Moreover, there was no intention of giving him the opportunity to refuse, depending on the situation.

“Brother! No!” Feng Yao pulled his arm with anxiety, anxiety and anxiety. She's familiar with the state of the breeze. Xuanxuan sword is not on his body, his “Xuanxuan Shen Flame” and “Dou Zhuan Xing Shi” cannot be used, even the time domain has been exhausted, now he has no ability to resist glass-breaking.

“This sister...”

Feng Yao just wanted to say something to her, but the wind reached out and stopped her. He said softly: "Don't worry, how can I lose to a woman? Believe me. ”

His eyes were not slightly worried and reluctant. Feng Yao glanced at him and nodded softly. His body retreated to the side, but he still looked at him with some distress.

“Let's get started. ”

The sound of the wind was faint, his expression was faint, and he didn't seem to be worried at all in the face of the next bet, which he seemed unable to refuse or evade. It's like you're already holding the ticket.

“In the body, you can resist my attacks with holy flames and trans, but now you...”

She didn't go on, her palms lit up with a pale yellow light.

“Why do you know me so well!” The wind frowned and questioned him more and more, wondering whether this glassy fairy had been watching her every move in a corner she did not know.

Did you see yourself? The more the wind darkens to think of the face of its people, the more likely it is to think about it.

The answer was a yellow light that flew towards him. The yellow woman's crystalline jade hit him with the smell of a fairy. She's not fast, and she doesn't have enough energy to make his heart tremble. But the wind knows that this seemingly gentle blow can still kill itself with ease.

Such speed. His reaction makes it easy to avoid it. But he can't, he can't, he can't, he can't. He had no choice but to walk up and wave his right hand toward the beautiful jade hand as if it did not belong to the world.

The black Hulo collided with her yellow-lit right hand with no mistake.

The yellow-coated woman's eyebrows were slightly sluggish because she found the object her hands touched, surprisingly smooth.

Boom!

Huang Guang caused a small explosion, but the sound of broken glass. Wind Yao's heart slowly slowly slowed down as the wind stood there, not falling down, not even retreating. Nor has life fallen by half.

“I won. ”

Throw away the "Ice Armor Piece” in your hand, and the wind patted your hands and looked at her with pride.

Nine Ice Armor Pieces collected on the Tianlong, each of which is equivalent to a full Defense! It was also his only battle in the face of her attack.

No anger, no surprise, no disappointment, much less rebuttal, not even a hint of emotional fluctuations. The women in yellow coat retracted their hands quietly and their voices remained so calm and elegant. “If I lose, I will keep my promise and promise you three conditions. ”

“Any terms?” The wind smiled softly and looked at her and asked.

Seems like a lot of women owe themselves a favor. One is the emperor of the Emperor City of Tianlong, the queen of the water moon with the most noble status of Tianlong Mainland, and one is the most beautiful woman and the best expert of Tianlong Mainland... Oh no!

“Any condition. ”

No hesitation or reluctance of any kind. The wind could not help but stare at her and try to see her clearly. But soon he moved his eyes away again. He caught a glimpse of her from the shaking bead curtain room. It was that glimpse that almost drowned him again.

“Even let you be my slave?” The wind smiled softly, but his eyes fell halfway into the air.

“Yes.”

Still no hesitation, no anger, flat as if promised a trivial condition. The wind suddenly stopped laughing, and at that moment, he had a strange feeling in his heart. That feeling tells me that if I really put forward such a condition, I will definitely regret it... for the rest of my life!

He never doubted his consciousness because it had saved him countless times. And this time, it gave itself a moment of fear. The source of fear stems from the conditions under which one can't help but say one's words.

With an unnatural smile on his stiff face again, he took a step forward, closer to her, and said in a toned tone: “It was just a joke, you are our lifesaver, how could I make such an inhumane request? ”

The seven colors overflowed with a glance at him. The woman in yellow turned around and said softly: "Come back to me with your terms. ”

Behind his hand, the fairy wind swept past him, and a flute with a light yellow light slowly drifted towards him, falling gently in his hand.

I couldn't see the name, let alone any instructions, and the wind was gone for a while. He could barely accept this phenomenon in a person who is most likely a Glass Fairy, but in a prop… it is more than unacceptable, it is simply incomprehensible.

“As soon as you blow this flute, I'll be there, remember, only three chances. “

Without turning back, Huang Shang gently danced in the room, her body slowly drifted into the air.

“Ah... wait! ”

The wind put the flute back in her backpack, shouted at her, pulled Fengyao behind her and said: “Can I see your face... this is not a condition, it's just my personal request, you can refuse. ”

Fengyao nodded softly, and she likewise wanted to see how this glassy fairy who poured the dragon was a gorgeous generation.

The ghost sighed, and she still hadn't come back. The voice was faint: "Do you really want to see it? ”

The heartstrings of the wind were moved. He suddenly thought of the eyes of the Flaming Emperor, the lonely shadow, the look of Tianshu obsession, the sentiment of the four Tianlong mentors "who had lost the sea to water”... an unknown fear bred in his heart.

“I'm sorry, I'm not watching, bye. ”

Without even looking at her back, the wind grabbed Feng Yao's hand and turned back.

“Death is the real beginning. ”

The wind was frozen at the same time as Wind Yao's body. By the time they turned around again, the faint yellow fairy shadow had disappeared into the air, and no longer could be seen around her. Originally shrunk from the corner of the wall, the Phoenix sculptor disappeared with her.

“Death is the real beginning... why would she say that? Does it have any special meaning?” The wind frowned and thought, and a woman with such a temperament would never be unmistakable.

“Is she implying that my return to the new village is the real beginning?” Looking at the little water mortar that still emits a little blue light, the wind feels a little bland.

Feng Yao did not speak and his heart was filled with ripples. She thinks that Glass said it deliberately to her.

Far above, women in yellow tread gently in the clouds overlooking the colorful world below. That slight overflow of vision has left all the thousands of flowers out of color.

“Xiao Yu, your task has been accomplished, come back to me later.” The woman in white caresses the bird in her hand and her voice is even softer. The birds roar with joy, but their bodies are small, but they penetrate the clouds, reaching all directions. In its present form, perhaps no one can imagine that it is one of the ten great super beasts of the Magnificent Dragon - the Emperor Feng Yu,

Feather retracted and the white woman gently moved onto the yellow woman, looking at her slightly surprised, for the first time, she saw her fainting.

“Master, why are you giving him three conditions?” She asked curiously.

The woman in yellow took her eyes back, but didn't answer. She muttered to herself: “How will he use these three conditions..."

PS:

1. Some students complain that the little one is too worthless. Let them know immediately what it means to be very strong.

2, no words... pet popularity vote, just get the first white vote. Why did Butterfly take the second one... as if she had appeared twice in total? Poor little one. Poor star, because the quietest star ever, the nicest star ever won the ticket, and left so many other children behind. Khan... In fact, stars should be the first favorite, because my favorite is stars. As for the reason, it should be revealed soon.

Hey, my poor dragon star.