On the banks of the Yachuan River, the cherry blossoms are everywhere in the sky. When the wind blows, they float like pink snowflakes.

The red and black dragon winds through the cherry blossom rain.

The nobles dressed in brocade clothes, elegant and elegant clothes, were so scared that their faces were pale and ready to escape at any time.

Yuan Quini's eyes, as beautiful as lava, swept across these people one by one, but Ashiya Dao's ability to hide was even better than that of a mouse.

"Ashiya Daoman!" he laughed wildly, "Do you still dare to compare Abe Harumaki with me?"

The cherry blossom tree was shaken by the roar of the evil dragon, shaking off large cherry blossoms.

"Abe Harumaki is as famous as you, a mouse. It seems that you two are all seeking fame!" Yuan Qingsu's laughter spread like thunder, spreading throughout Kamakawa.

While mocking, his eyes did not let go of any movement. The dragon's body was tight and he could hit him with a thunder at any time.

"Hahaha!" Many people from the Yuan clan were laughed at by Ashiya Daoman just now, and they were dissatisfied with laughter and were extremely happy.

The next moment, the red and black dragon turned around and looked.

Being watched by scarlet dragon eyes, laughter was like a movie pressing the pause button, and instantly silent, these people closed their mouths in disappointment.

Seeing that it was not Ashiya Road, Yuan Qingsu swept through the people of the Ashiya clan one by one, but still couldn't find it.

"And!" He roared and flew up, lying on the night sky, overlooking Yachuan.

Ashiya Daoman is good at dark spells. Even if he is a dragon body now, he dare not stay below.

Seeing Him leaving, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

It was so close to a monster with a strong sense of oppression. Not to mention anything else, the huge body alone was enough to make people feel cold.

"The Lord of the Four Kingdoms," he couldn't make a mockery, and Yuan Qingsu had another plan, "In addition to being superb in cultivation, the immortal of Song also had the responsibility to save sentient beings. Ashiya Dao is hiding among the crowd, so he deserves to compete with me for the immortal of Song?"

The gods of the Four Kingdoms showed contemplation on their faces. In the past, the battle between the fairy songs had happened to the participants hiding their bodies, but that was not to hide in the crowd.

"What is needed to eliminate demons and subdue demons is not only cultivation, but also to adapt to the situation. Do monsters hide and you also want him to come out by themselves?" the head of the Ping clan laughed.

Yuan Qingsu laughed and said, "The monster is an evil demon. If you let him go, it will be because of a small loss of big things. I have to be polite!"

The red and black dragon roared to the sky, turned over and penetrated into the clouds.

The dark clouds rolled, and the dragon roared like thunder, one after another.

As if the gods ordered, Yuan Qingsu's voice was thrown from the air: "Thunder fire rises quickly, the power of the Red Sky!"

Boom, thunder shaking, dark clouds covered.

The momentum gradually grew between the thunder and dark clouds, and strong wind blew between the sky and the earth.

In a blink of an eye, the sky has accumulated endless lightning.

Everyone was numb all over and looked at the night sky in horror.

"He wants to destroy the entire Yachuan!" someone said in panic.

"It's the Eight Divine Thunder, I can't stop it, go quickly!" Someone from the downstream had already used a curse to escape in panic.

"Master God Lord," said the witch of the Shuitian Palace, "Although the strategy is important, people should have a bottom line. We will die for a lifetime. Isn't it just to protect ordinary people? Senior Daoman hid in the crowd, which completely went against our original intention."

"Daoman lost," said Masatori Ida.

"I agree." Master Wanjuan from Takanoyama echoed.

In a blink of an eye, some witches and fairies stood up and accused Ashiya Daoman.

The gods of the Four Kingdoms looked at the Yakugawa Delta, and the "Eight-Level Whipped Cherry Blossoms" fell like rain, and the three Japanese rulers did not say a word.

[Daoyushu] watch the fun with a smile, [Taoge] wants to sleep, [Lord of Kyoto] sits behind the curtain, and knows whether people are still there or not.

Just as the gods of the four kings hesitated, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded in the air.

"boom!"

Thousands of lightning, like countless giant pythons, swooping down ferociously.

"ah!"

"Escape!"

"Sister Gexian, please help me!"

Yuan Qingsu's Eight Divine Thunder cast by the dragon has accumulated for so long. Not to mention ordinary practitioners, even the fairy, if they do not have the same accumulation of power, the same level of mantras and the same depth, they will be seriously injured or even evaporated.

Lightning and thunder, the sky and the earth roar.

Several singer fairies stood up and prepared to work together to intercept them.

One of the song fairies looked at the divine witch sitting upright and said, "Master Shenwu, please help me. The thunder spell is very wide, and it may hurt ordinary people in the city."

"No need." The witch looked at the lightning rain that was galloping in the night sky.

"What?" The singer fairy was stunned.

The next moment, the thunder python suddenly exploded in mid-air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It was like clusters of fireworks blooming in the air one after another, and the world was splendid.

"Wow!", "So beautiful!", from afar, the exclamation of ordinary people came.

"Haha, forget it, I lost!"

The brilliance of fireworks and the cherry blossoms in the sky have turned into a human body, and their clothes are shining slowly in the night wind.

The firelight reflected on his smiling handsome face, which made people shake their minds. All the women present, their hearts beating and their hearts stared at him intoxicatedly.

Only when the source of Qingsu fell on the Yachuan River was the water, everyone came to their senses.

"Good boy! Very arrogant!" Masamo Ida shouted loudly.

Master Wanjuan sang the Buddha's name with relief.

The entire Kamakawa, the people who were still in great horror just now, cheered one after another, and Genkimi and others couldn't help but jump up.

"This guy." Yuan Qingyin also had to be impressed by Yuan Qingsu's charm.

"Hmph!" Bai Zi hugged her hands in front of her chest, looking like she was training herself.

Yuan Qingsu turned a blind eye to the chaos and looked at Lin Yuzi, the god emitting a clear and beautiful light. She smiled faintly on the corner of her mouth, and was also looking at him.

Yuan Qingsu smiled, turned to Yakawa who was going downstream, and whispered loudly: "Senior Daoman, you won, come out!"

"Ah!" Suddenly, the scream of a noble lady came.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw blood flowing out of her body. In a blink of an eye, the blood gathered into a full road of the ashiya.

Ashiyadao's face was pale and looked at Yuan Qingsu sinisterly. Then he waved his sleeves and turned around and left.

As a practitioner who has left a great reputation in history, he was defeated by a junior in terms of fighting and character. Even if he didn't care about the means, he would have no face to stay.

"The young man is terrifying," [Great Imperial Academy] suddenly smiled and clapped his hands, "I practice for four months and have been ranked among the immortals of the songs. From ancient times to the present, you are the first one."

"It's enviable, the first genius in Japan." [Taige] seemed to feel cold, and curled up even more in her Chinese uniform, sighing, "I just don't know, it's from Kansai or Kanto."

Before everyone could react from this, the gods of the Four Kingdoms had announced: "Yuan Qingsu, be promoted to Songxian!"

At this point, Bai Zi and the little butterfly clapped each other and cheered, and the Yuan clan people, led by Yuan Yongde, became ecstatic immediately.

Masamune Ida, the Shuitian Witch, the Ashimoto, and Takanoyama all expressed their congratulations.

Some people also weighed the words "Da Yushu" and "Taige" "The most genius in Japan from ancient times to the present".

The ladies and ladies of all races and countless female practitioners were squinting and talking, and blushed at Yuan Qingsu.

According to the regulations of the Songxian War, others could have continued to challenge Yuan Qingsu, but the deities of the wreckage had been exhausted. He is no match for candidates from various major families at all.

But [Da Yushu] spoke directly, and the other two did not refute. The quota for the first song fairy was naturally decided.

"Source Denso." [The Lord of Kyoto] spoke.

"Your Majesty." Yuan Qingsu saluted.

"As agreed, Xiangye Guan is yours, take it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yuan Qingsu's eyes instantly became hot, and he looked at the wooden box placed on the table.

The wooden box was open, and the golden scented leaves were sleeping quietly inside.

Everyone came back to their senses from a series of things just now and looked at this supreme artifact that could be called the supreme treasure.

In the eyes of everyone who is jealous, expectant, or admiration, Yuan Qingsu slowly walks towards the vanilla crown.

Many people breathe heavily and want to replace them.

When Yuan Qingsu held up the wanensis crown with both hands, most people couldn't help but stand up. They could clearly see clearly, but still wanted to get their bodies closer.

Yuan Qingsu looked at the bay leaf crown in his hand, and there was a blue mist flowing in it. Just looking at it, you knew it was extraordinary and not a thing on earth.

He was silent, thinking about a question: How should he wear it without long hair?

"Put it on." At this time, the Lord of the Four Kingdoms seemed to see his predicament and reminded, "If you can make it awake, it will naturally stay with you."

Only then did Yuan Qingsu put the wanye Guan on his head.

Everyone held their breath in unison, and even the two people on the Yakugawa Delta were blinded.

As soon as you touch Yuanqingsu's hair, the bay leaf crown shines brightly and shines brightly.

"Success!" Everyone was stunned.

Genakito was trembling all over, it was hard to imagine what glory Gena would have in the future!

Yuan Qingsu's hair grew wildly, and in a blink of an eye it turned into long shawls. Then it was all closed and bound by the wanye crown.

When the wanyeguan completely fell, Yuan Qingsu's body actually shone with light, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

It turns out that he was the one who chose one out of thousands. There is no need to say much. The scene in front of him can prove that everyone present had the same thoughts in his heart.

When the light dissipates, the temperament of Yuanqingsu changes again, as if a deep pool and ancient well, the ancient waves are not alarmed, and it is like a distant mountain surrounded by fog, transcendent and transcendent.

"It's a pity that I don't believe in immortality, I just want to live until I'm 80." Yuan Qingsu opened her eyes and shook her sleeves.

He is dressed in red and black, wearing a golden crown, and is full of energy!

Looking at him, as long as he was a woman, his heart was full of excitement and his face flushed.

"Gensu," [Lord of Kyoto] spoke again, "Come up, I will give you wine."

Before everyone could recover from Yuan Qingsu's glory, they were shocked again. Could it be that even the [Lord of Kyoto] was fascinated by this kid's charm?

If Yuan Qingsu was not immersed in his complacency, he might be able to hear that when [The Lord of Kyoto] said this, there was an undetectable smile in his voice.

At this time, he was ambitious and enraged the world. He wanted to slip back quickly and study Xiangye Guan carefully, so he had no intention of listening to someone's voice.

Even when I went up to receive the wine glass, I was absent-minded.

He left the Yachuan River, walked up the delta, passed through the curtains, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Before I could see clearly what was happening inside, I heard a "scream" sound, the fragrance was swaying, and the cherry blossoms blew towards my face.

Yuan Qingsu couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ji Gong Shiliuye looking at him with a smile among the cherry blossoms.

"You" Yuan Qingsu was stunned.

"Idiot." Ji Gong Shiliuye smiled brightly as a flower.

The 'Eight-fold red branches weeping cherry blossoms' are like dreams, and the fallen flowers are colorful. They are spread on her head and shoulders, and are blown away by the evening breeze, gorgeous and majestic.

She blew gently again, and the cherry blossoms flew towards Yuan Qingsu.

Yuan Qingsu was like a fairy who saw flowers, or a goddess who saw spring. For a moment, she even forgot to breathe.

Ji Gong Shiliuye stretched out his white and tender hands, grabbed his collar, and pulled him in front of him.

She stretched out her other hand, picked up the wine glass, and handed it to Yuan Qingsu's mouth.

Yuan Qingsu looked at her, opened her mouth foolishly, and asked her to feed herself a drink.

"Go to Yingtianmen and wait for me." After drinking a sip of wine, Ji Gong Shiliuye blew gently in his ear, pushed him gently, and sent him out of the curtain.

Yuan Qingsu looked at the Yachuan River in front of him, and the full of fairies, ministers and nobles. He looked dazed, as if Nan Ke had just returned to the world from the fairy world.

Everyone saw how beautiful the [Lord of Kyoto] was, and they all wanted to attack him.

"Look at his incredible appearance." Bai Zi pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

He was clearly thinking about asking Yuan Qingsu to find other women as soon as possible, but now seeing him being so dazed for others, Shen Lin Yuzi felt a little inexplicable.

I said that I don’t want to live forever, I just want to live until I was eighty.

She bent her fingers and bounced away a fallen flower on the table, allowing it to go away with the flowing water.

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In the dark night, Yingtian Gate stood tall, as if it was condensed into darkness.

Yuan Qingsu stood under the palace wall, with only a street light beside him.

At this time, the last fairy of the song should be held at the banquet. He did not go to the new terrace prepared by the maid for him, but sneaked out.

I don’t know what Ji Gong Shiliuye has to ask him for.

Thinking of this witch, Yuan Qingsu's emotions were still difficult to calm down. Her beauty, her identity, and all of them made him feel itchy.

With a command, the [Kyoto Lord], who made cherry blossoms bloom in Kyoto in August, was actually a beauty who had played with her hair? She had quarreled with her and was angry?

Ji Gong Shiliu Ye has seen many people, and even the Lord of Kyushu doesn’t know that she is the Lord of Kyoto.

Except for the very few female officials in the palace, he must be the only one and a man, so he knows this secret.

Even if Yuan Qingsu is unwilling to admit this fact, his self-esteem is supremely satisfied.

He slowly sighed from his lungs, full of damp heat, and thoughts were full of thoughts.

"Young Master Qing? Youth Master Qing?" In the dark, a girl's cry of hide and seek came.

"I'm here." Yuan Qingsu came back to his senses.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Gong Shiliuye came over with a lantern.

She was wearing a bright yellow gold-lined Tang suit and a phoenix crown on her head. She looked more like a concubine than His Majesty.

He held a lantern in his right hand, and his left hand seemed to meet his lover quickly, so that he could run and gather the hem of his skirt.

If there was any reason for her previous instinct at Yakawa, and her identity, at this moment, looking at Himeguchi Shiroya who was running towards her, Yuan Quesu was completely addicted to her noble and beautiful posture.
Chapter completed!