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Home > Fantasy > Plundering the Heavens > Chapter 1102

Chapter 1102

Words:2777Update:22/06/22 08:33:24

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There were no tombs on the stone steps leading up the mountain. It was just that some old friends had died here.

Fang Xing did not pay his respects. He clasped his hands behind his back and held his head high. It was said that the dead were the most respected, but he was much more dignified than the dead. His footsteps were a little slow. Every time he passed, he would stop for a while and look at the empty space. He did not say anything and only looked for a while before leaving. The little princess of Yaochi followed him curiously. She silently counted in her heart. He had walked past a total of ten places. He stopped at some places for a longer time, some for a shorter time. He stopped at the eighth place for the longest time. In the end, he directly climbed up to the peak of the Pilgrimage Mountain. There was clearly a square there with ancient runes. The runes had not faded, as if something had been left there.

"If there's a chance, I'd like to ask you if you regret your deaths …"

He stood at the peak and looked down. After a moment of silence, he muttered softly.

"I've heard some things about you on the Pilgrimage Mountain. I think …"

The little princess of Yaochi carefully came up to him, as if she wanted to comfort him.

Fang Xing rolled his eyes at her. "What does it have to do with you?"

With that, he waved his sleeves and turned to walk towards the Divine Firmament Hall not far away. He looked extremely infuriating.

The Little Princess of the Jade Lake was stunned for a moment. Then, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists as she chased after Xu Que. Fang Xing laughed and ran toward the main hall of the Divine Firmament Palace. The two of them were quarreling, which made the quiet Divine Firmament Palace livelier. However, when they were about to rush into the Divine Firmament Palace, several grey-robed old men walked out of the palace and looked at them with indifferent eyes. Their eyes seemed to be grayish-white, and they were full of the aura of a living person.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a couple fight before?"

Fang Xing and the little princess of Yaochi were shocked by these people. They glared at them and turned back.

"How dare you mess around in front of the Divine Firmament Palace?"

The grey-robed old man seemed to be mute and did not reply. However, someone shouted from behind them. Fang Xing looked through the gaps between the grey-robed old men and discovered that it was a tall and slender woman. She was wearing a jade-green chiffon dress, and her figure was slender and slender. She wore a pair of copper pants on her head, and her entire body gave off a faint arrogance. Her gaze was fixed on them indifferently.

"Hmm?"

When Fang Xing and the Little Princess Yaochi saw this lady, they were stunned at the same time and frowned.

The woman smiled faintly and stood on the spot with her chin slightly raised, as if waiting for the two of them to speak.

The Little Princess of Yaochi frowned as she looked at the woman. Her eyes were filled with deep dissatisfaction.

Fang Xing also frowned deeply. He stared at the woman for a long time before letting out a long sigh.

"She looks a little familiar. Who is she?"

The woman in the jade-green dress was a little smug. She was waiting for Fang Xing and the Little Princess of Yaochi to speak. However, she did not expect that the demon would say such a thing. She was so angry that her face turned green. It seemed that she was furious that Fang Xing did not recognize her. On the other hand, the Little Princess of Yaochi stared at her for a while and said coldly, "She has an extraordinary identity. She is the Goddess of the Zhangsun family, one of the eight great families of the Divine Prefecture. She is the eldest daughter of Zhangsun Qingliu. I don't know why … she is here …"

"Zhangsun Qingliu?"

Fang Xing's expression froze. He shook his head and said, "I still can't remember!"

Zhangsun Qingliu's expression was extremely ugly. He simply ignored Fang Xing and looked at the Little Princess of Yaochi. He said coldly, "If the Little Princess of Yaochi can come to the Divine Firmament Palace, why can't the people of the Zhangsun family come? Haha, Little Sister Xiaoqing, I didn't expect that. I heard that the people of Fuyao Palace have gone to the Pure Land and raised the flag, intending to fight to the death with the Divine Clan. You are quite smart. You quietly abandoned the dark and joined the light. Or … if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken. If you marry a dog, follow the dog? "

"You … You are the dog …"

The Little Princess of Yaochi had a bad temper. However, she was not a sharp-tongued person. She was angry for a while, but she could not retort.

"Bitch, come back!"

Fang Xing suddenly scolded, causing the Little Princess and Zhangsun Qing Liu to be stunned.

Fang Xing glared at the Little Princess of Yaochi. "You can't even win an argument. How can you be a member of the Fang family in the future?"

The Little Princess of Yaochi was originally full of grievance. However, her expression suddenly became very interesting.

Zhangsun Qingliu was the same. He was stunned. Before he could say anything, Fang Xing had already pulled the Little Princess of Yaochi's hand and walked into the hall. When he passed by Zhangsun Qingliu, he suddenly moved his head in their direction and giggled. "Smells so good …"

Zhangsun Qingliu took a step back in shock. His expression was uncertain.

After a long while, his expression suddenly became vexed as he understood the meaning behind Fang Xing's words.

Just now, when he said that the little princess of the Jade Lake was like a dog who married a dog, he secretly ridiculed the demon. However, he didn't expect that the demon would immediately smell him and say that he smelled good. Didn't it mean that he was scolding him indirectly?

On the other hand, the Little Princess of Yaochi pinched Fang Xing's shoulder. She said with dissatisfaction, "Why are you sniffing at her?"

Fang Xing did not hesitate to pinch her back. "You can't win an argument. You even gave birth to a pig's head …"

The solemn atmosphere in the hall made the quarreling of the few of them very strange. After entering the hall, Fang Xing couldn't help but be slightly startled. This hall was built extremely majestically. It was nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine

On both sides of the hall, there was a row of praying mats that were already filled with people. There were all kinds of living beings, and there were no less than a hundred of them. Most of them were from the God Race, but there was no lack of Human Race cultivators. At this time, countless gazes were fixed on Fang Xing and the Little Princess of Yaochi who was dragged into the hall by him. Some were sneering, some were contemptuous, some were curious, and some were shocked.

There was one thing, everyone had obviously gathered, and there were not many empty seats. Fang Xing was obviously late.

"What do you want to do by looking at my little wife lecherously?"

Fang Xing pushed the Little Princess of Yaochi behind him and stared back at those gazes with vigilance.

For a moment, everyone did not know whether to laugh or cry. Who was looking at your wife?

Although the Little Princess of Yaochi's beauty was well-known throughout the world, at this time, Zhu Xiu was more concerned about you …

It was not known whether Fang Xing was deliberately looking for trouble or pestering endlessly. After glaring at everyone, he fixed his eyes on an empty praying mat and walked over casually. Unexpectedly, before he sat down, there was already a cold shout beside him, "This is not where you should sit!"

Fang Xing looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was a God Race creature wearing an ancient robe. He had a human form, but he had two horns on his head and a tail like a snake behind him. He was looking at him coldly and did not hide the disdain and contempt in his eyes. He immediately sneered in his heart and moved his palm slightly, wanting to give him a slap. During this period of time, he had been very depressed, and he was afraid that there would be no one for him to vent his anger on. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to raise his hand, there was suddenly a clear voice from the opposite side. "Fellow Taoist Fang Xing, there is a seat here for you. Come and sit!"

The voice was very calm, but when Fang Xing heard it, he frowned and looked over coldly.

There were many people sitting in front and behind the place where the voice came from. Without exception, they were all human cultivators. Among them, many looked familiar. Obviously, they were all geniuses that he had met before. There were also many people who never thought they would appear here. The descendant of the Small Celestial Realm, Xiong Dao, was sitting here. However, what attracted Fang Xing's attention was the person sitting below the descendant of the Small Celestial Realm. He was quietly looking over, and he was one of the few people in the hall with a kind gaze …

When he saw him, Fang Xing forgot about looking for trouble with the God Race creature and turned to walk towards him.

"You … Why are you here?"

When the Little Princess of Yaochi saw this person, she was also stunned and looked extremely shocked.

If she was only a little surprised when she saw Zhangsun Qingliu, one of the Eight Great Families of the Central Region of the Divine Continent, then when she saw this person, she was really shocked. Her face was filled with disbelief and it was extremely strange.

The Little Princess of Yaochi could not hide the shock in her heart and blurted out. However, Fang Xing did not say anything.

He walked directly in front of this person and remained silent, staring at him …

"Ever since I heard about you, I have been waiting for you!"

The person also stood up. He was tall and straight, his face was covered with an iron mask, and his green robe fluttered in the wind. He looked very handsome.

"Who is this person?"

After a moment of silence, Fang Xing finally spoke with a smile and asked the Little Princess of Yaochi behind him.

"This …"

The iron-masked man had not expected Fang Xing to say this. He paused for a moment and then bitterly smiled.

The Little Princess of Yaochi slowly and slowly said, "His name is Zhao Yatong, the eldest son of the ancient Zhao Clan of the Central Region of the Divine Continent. From childhood, he revealed his talent and his cultivation is unfathomable. He was once one of the Four Young Masters of the Central Region of the Divine Continent, along with Shao-situ of the Fuyao Palace, the Divine Child of the Yuan Family, Yuan Buyu, and the head disciple of the Lihen Heaven, Young Master Lihen. He was once ordered by the Saints to guard the Demon Abyss for ten years, a disciple of the Saints …"

As the Little Princess of Yaochi recounted her past, the iron-masked man, or Zhao Yatong, also bitterly smiled and said nothing.

Meanwhile, Fang Xing's expression had also become extremely strange!

In this hall, he had seen far too many unexpected people, including Zhangsun Qingliu.

But no matter how many there were, the person before him was the one who had surprised him the most.

Time seemed to drag on as the two stared at each other with an indescribably complex look in their eyes.

But in reality, it was only a few breaths of time before Fang Xing began to chuckle. He patted Zhao Yatong on the shoulder and said, "I didn't think you would also be here. You've truly surprised me. When did you join the Divine race?"

As he spoke, he looked around. "Where's your little sister?"

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