Guardian Chapter 115: Wake-up plan

  Send Child Empress incarnation stirs Kyoto.

  The impact is far-reaching.

  She was to refine Xiao Sang.

  Ditch the seven emotions and karma fire disaster, collect thought power, karma fire.

  Except for those close to Chen Feng who are most affected by this.

  There are many people in Kyoto who are also involved.

  One of them has to be mentioned in particular.

  That is the third son of Emperor Yongxing, who tried Ji’s filial piety for his father-King An.

  Industry fire disaster.

   mobilizes the deepest level of the human heart, fear, joy, anger, sadness....

  The essence is to infinitely magnify this subconscious.

  What is the magnified King An?

  Some people will say that it is **, I want to be a prince, and then become a **.

  That's right.

  But it’s not right.

  He indeed became the emperor in the Seven Love Karma Fire Tribulation.

   is not as the son of Emperor Yongxing.

  With the collapse of Fangcao Shuwu's incarnation as a giant.

  The avatars scattered all over Kyoto also disappeared.

  In the palace of An.

  An Wang was pale and sweaty, collapsed and sat on the bed.

  There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, a hint of amazement, and a hint of expectation.

  "That's how it is." Wang An muttered, his heart beating like mountains and rivers and drums for a long time and couldn't be calm for a long time, "It turned out to be like this, my good mother and queen."

The mother of King   An is the culprit of Concubine Rong’s incident that caused Fan Dali’s iron wire beasts to ravage the palace. It is also the Queen Wei who has been unclear about the relationship between sending children and empresses, and who has memorialized the Ji Gu Jiao who founded the incarnation of Miaozhu.

  An’s expression is very complicated.

   fell into a long silence.

  Deep-level karma disaster, let him know his true origin.

  An king seems to have made the final decision. The harshness on his face is fleeting. Excessive indulgence has led to a weak and pale face, which has actually become bloody.

  "Come here."

  The steward of the palace opened the door and entered. Seeing King An's appearance, he shook his heart and pretended not to see him. He waved his hand insightfully to disperse the people behind him.

  "Attach ears." Wang An kept tapping the temples with his fingers, as if he was still digesting some fragments in his brain.

  "Master, do you feel unwell, do you want to ask Mrs. Jianlu to come and wait on him." When he was in charge, Wang An's eyes lit up and he subconsciously licked his lips.

  "Can she still walk?" Wang An muttered and waved: "I have business today."

  The steward stood behind An Wang’s seat, gently pressing the position of his temple with his finger, and said: "Which one is not the right thing about the Lord?"

   King An likes this steward, and he can figure out the heart of the king. He speaks well and has vision. If he becomes the emperor in the future, the position of **** chief will be given to you.

  If the steward knows that he has to be cut, cut it and hang it in a bamboo tube, he will definitely say that I thank you for the whole family.

  "Is the demon still alive?" Wang An subconsciously lowered his voice and added, "The one in the dungeon."

  The steward had a meal on his hand, and in a flash, he resumed his gentle pressing speed, "Return to the prince, as you ordered, after putting a lot of blood for a long time, I am preparing to live out three thousand shreds of meat."

  An Wang waved his hand and said: "If you die, please come over if you are not dead. Remember, yes please."

  The steward doesn’t understand what King An means. The prince asked with an aggravated tone. According to his guess, looking at King An’s expression, he really wants to treat the person as a guest, and it comes from the sentence "Forget it if you die." Presumably, An Wang didn't want to see this person in his heart. The inconsistency made the steward a little bit overwhelmed.

  However, what is the most important thing to accompany the king? Isn’t it a tight tone, less talk and more do? Since An Wang says he wants to please, then please.

  The steward retired, jogged all the way into the dungeon, and the good words not only let the people go, but also arranged bathing and food very intimately.

  I got a new prisoner and was put on a black robe by the steward.

  When he saw Wang An, he slowly removed the cap from his head, revealing orange-yellow eyeballs, feather-scale neck patterns, raised his head and cracked his mouth with a chuckle, and the fine serrations are far more than ordinary people. Times.

  The first sentence he raised his head was, "It seems that you finally remember who you are."

  In the fire disaster of the industry, it is not only King An who remembers who he is.

  Many incarnations of sending children and empresses in Kyoto travel, targeting Chen Feng is only one of the purposes.

  Their biggest goal is to cooperate with others and implement the "wake-up plan".

  ……

  Afterwards, Chen Feng slowly recovered part of the truth from various signs combined with the life of the soul involved in the Yin and Yang book.

  Fang cursive book house Han Bai Lingtang.

  Confirmed that it was revenge for sending the child empress incarnation.

  This ghost who doesn’t know anything.

   Although it was finally solved by Xiao Sang.

  But it is still a big hidden danger.

  This Lao Shizi can give birth to a son and a mother, who can live forever in the minds of the world, almost immortal, and very difficult.

  Solved this time, then next time, next time.

  Chen Feng came to this Dashun Dynasty, and for the first time he felt a strong sense of crisis.

  There is such a highly compelling thing in the dark, and it feels uncomfortable for anyone to regard himself as an enemy.

  Chen Feng shook the Universe Bibo cover in his hand and sneered...Come on, what can I do, at most, add a few more throwing techniques.

  At the beginning, Chen Feng was still known as the landlord of the soul master, and Gou was passively involved in the Taoist and savage ghosts in the night that night in the soul-suppressing division Beidouke.

  Afterwards, Chen Feng gained a lot from the two incarnations of the avatars of the children.

  Passively conceal the secret of Heaven’s Four Nine Art, filled with yellow spring water but not melted the willow leaf net bottle used to raise the fire spirit fish, use up the rosary gold liquid that has obtained huge benefits in three times, plus the current universe Bibo cover.

  Chen Feng has seen the power of the Universe Bibo, even his own exquisite scale is difficult to break open, the counter-shock force comparable to 100% reversal, just like a counterattack with himself.

  Not to mention its powerful shielding function and hardness, this anti-shock special effect, if used properly, is definitely enough for the enemy to drink a pot.

  "Semi-Remnant Underworld Artifact, not bad, not bad." Liuli's words almost made Chen Feng throw the Universe Bibo Cover on the ground.

  "What? Hades? You are not a Geying person."

  Seeing Chen Fenglian’s toothache, Liuli explained: “The magic weapon is also divided into grades. The last thing is, slightly, the broken blade is barely called a Taoist weapon, and then the ghost weapon, and then ……(⊙o⊙)…There seems to be a higher level, I don’t remember it very clearly."

  Looking at Liuli's fingers, and after exhausting his brain cells for a long time, he didn't hold back the words. Chen Feng's swollen temples were finally comfortable.

  Fortunately, there are not a billion points...Chen Feng secretly rejoiced that the Yin-Yang war had not been digested yet, and Liuli almost told a myth.

  It’s up to now.

  Chen Feng is no longer as shocked as he first heard it.

  With constant contact, Chen Feng's vision has broadened a lot.

  Plus the changes in the fascicles that occurred in the Yin-Yang Book.

  Chen Feng faintly felt that the so-called three books of heaven, earth, and man should represent the Three Realms.

  It seems that the Yin and Yang books are not small, one book of Humanitarian Sutra, one book of life and death, and one book of gods? Who cares about ghosts and gods? Every second, every second, every second air?

  In that case, the self who owns the Yin and Yang book, Human Emperor, Demon Lord, Heaven Emperor...Chen Feng can’t help but laugh at himself, okay, whoever doesn’t have a dream of YY, always has a dream, or else What is the difference with the salted fish that has been turned over.

  "Oh, how did you make that pork belly chicken?" Liuli said, she turned to the food, and greeted the little prince Xiaosang who was squatting on the jujube tree and looking up at the sky, "then Who, go to the backyard to catch a chicken and kill it."

  Whoever jumped forward, crossed the jujube tree, crossed the roof, and rushed into the backyard. There was a crowing of chickens.

  "Let me come." Chen Feng swung his legs from the recliner, stood up, leaned on Liuli's shoulders, and pushed him on the recliner, "You can bask in the sun, drink tea, and enjoy yours. Blessed you."

  "Okay, kneel down, Xiao Fengzi." Liuli put Chen Feng's hand, pinched the orchid finger, held the shelf, and pointed to the black tea bowl, "Don't forget, I will give you the longevity extended by this female emperor. I drank the soup for the year."

  "Hey! Here! Yes!" Chen Feng flicked his sleeves again, his arms were flat, and he stood up and saluted, making Liuli amused and snickered.

  Chen Feng picked up the black tea bowl, three mouthfuls were dry and polished, he flicked his mouth, and sang: "Look at this bowl of soup, one hundred and eighty bowls..."

  's giggle gradually, Liuli laughed from ear to ear.

  Even Xiao Sang, who threw the chicken in the backyard, had a faint smile on his mouth.

  Summer wind.

   Hot and dull.

  The small courtyard is a different style.

  Jujube trees grow sturdily, with greenery covering the sky and colorful shades of greenery.

  The yin and yang fire spirit, adjust the temperature, and always keep the temperature of the small courtyard in the most comfortable area of ​​the human body.

   Cool, refreshing, and body comfort is bursting.

  Compared with the outside, the small courtyard is an excellent summer resort.

  Da Mao brandished the two worlds of Yin and Yang with broken blades, and made sonorous slashing movements with Fusang Residual Wood.

  Da Mao recognized that this piece of wood is a piece of firewood.

  In his impression, the firewood would have to be cut and divided into two.

  If there is no one divided into two, it is not a good firewood. You need to chop and chop continuously to make good firewood.

  Ermao is huddling the vegetable garden, and there are green sprouts on the field where the vegetable seeds are planted.

  She is good at pulling weeds, fertilizing, watering, and piling up ridge stones.

  It seems that these lives are engraved in her genes, even if she becomes a silver corpse, she subconsciously remembers it firmly.

   Ermao looked at the sharp green shoots in the ground, as if he had seen his life rejuvenated.

   Ermao may think...Well, plant a Ermao in the field. When autumn comes, you will be able to harvest a lot of Ermao, and a lot of Ermao will be planted with Ermao. In this way, the owner can have countless Ermao to serve.

  Xiao Sang holds the chicken with his feet still in his left hand, and hides his right hand behind him. If he throws the chicken into the kitchen, he will be thrown into a tree.

  "Come back, Mao hasn't been plucked yet." Chen Feng was boiling water in the pot and pointed behind Xiao Sang, "Hid what to hide."

  Xiao Sang curled his lips, rarely reported shame on his face, "No...nothing."

   "It's nothing, let me see." Chen Feng looked back, and Xiao Sang turned around, but was seen by Liuli who was squinting on the recliner.

  "Smelly boy, I told you to kill a chicken. You really kill a chicken. What's the matter if the chicken's neck is screwed off? You can't use a knife."

  Xiao Sang looked back with embarrassment and smiled, then turned around and said to Chen Feng with a straight face: "You didn't say that you need to use a knife to kill a chicken. How do I know that the chicken is there anyway, love or not."

  "Ouch, I...I can't cure you anymore, am I." Chen Feng rolled up his sleeves and made a big fight, then turned his head and shouted at Liuli: "Xiao Sang won't help."

   swish.

  Liuli hasn't responded yet, the chicken on the ground is gone.

  Beside the well, Xiao Sang regarded the dead chicken as Chen Feng, and dragged the chicken feathers bitterly. Just your hair, there is no one left.

  "Scalding with boiling water before plucking hair."

  "Okay, I see."

  In Liuli's tepid tone, Xiao Sang answered simply and neatly, and he could hear sweet joy in his tone.

  Chen Feng chopped green onion, **** and garlic, and shook his head straight...Xiao Sang is good at everything, but he is afraid of women, huh, why are women so afraid of...

  "The teapot is out of water."

  "You are here." Chen Feng rolled up his apron with both hands and wiped it, holding the kettle and jogging, "Master, don't you see if the boiling water is hot."

   "Alright." Liuli's accent was sufficient, she swayed back and forth on the couch, squinted and shook the banana fan that Chen Feng gave him to enjoy.

  Chen Feng filled the teapot with boiling water, and then brought the kettle to the well, pouring the cold water on the chicken.

   Faced with Xiao Sang, Chen Feng’s attitude was different, and he disliked: "Why soak in cold water, the chicken blood has clotted, and then rinsed with boiling water, the hair is easy to pluck, and the chicken skin is not smooth and tender enough. ."

  Xiaosang is so tired and crooked...You are only in love in front of Liuli, and you fight hard in front of me. Who gives you the courage?

  Xiao Sang quit immediately, pushed aside the pot of chicken, and stared at Chen Feng.

  's stare makes Chen Feng guilty of death.

  Chen Feng coughed, and just looked at Liuli.

  Sang has already started to roll up his sleeves and pluck the chicken.

  Looking at Xiao Sang obediently under his "self" power, Chen Feng was quite satisfied... Hmph, forgive you for pushing the rank higher, I have Liuli this knife.

  Chen Fengyun Xiaosang, Xiao Sang Yu Liuli, Liuli listens to Chen Feng, Chen Feng likes to pick Xiaosang, Xiao Sang wants to clean up Chen Feng, Chen Feng moves out Liuli...infinite loop.

  Black candle and Yang Ming watched this family fighting wits and courage every day, and it was very interesting. If there were melon seeds, it would be better.

  Family size.

  Some people are chopping wood, some are farming, some are enjoying the shade, some are plucking hair, some are mediating feng shui, and some are busy in the kitchen.

  This is life.

  A rare comfort.

  Someone will deliver it in the morning, and some people will wait in the courtyard in the afternoon.

  Worry about food and clothing, family harmony, occasionally can go to Zuixinfang for a drink, Liuli pays the money back, for fear that the money is not enough to lose face, such a sensible housekeeper, what kind of bicycle is needed in life.

  Chen Feng prepared condiments and was very satisfied with the current situation.

  Blandness is true.

  Chen Feng only wants to live a peaceful, peaceful, unfettered life.

  However, there is no such thing as satisfactory in the world.

  If you don’t look for things, things will look for you.

  It hasn’t been a few days since this cozy little day.

  The news of the Jigu Sect rebellion in Tanzhou area came.

   Chen Feng was also taken aback when he heard the news.

  Jigujiao? Isn't this the first incarnation of the Empress Dowager I've come across, that country goddess, co-founded with the Seven Kills II?

  Remember the life record of the Goddess of Yin and Yang, that Jigu Sect was founded in Yongzhou, how did the rebellion originate in Tanzhou? There is also a Cangzhou sandwiched between the two.

  Speaking of this Tanzhou.

  Chen Feng was very impressed.

  The predecessor is from Luwei Town, Tanzhou.

  The first soul he called-Qian Xiaoshu, was from Hulu Village on the Riverside of Yongding River in Tanzhou. Not far from there, his predecessor was taken by bandits and sold to bird monsters, and finally he jumped off a cliff and fell fortune. Yaqueling on the grain truck.

  And Lin Xiaomu’s hometown is in Cangzhou, not far from the Canglan Mountain Range, which is Yaque Mountain in Tanzhou.

  The starting point of the tragic fate of the predecessor was the disaster in my hometown.

  Where does this tragedy come from?

  I have to talk about the topography of Tanzhou.

  The southwest of Tanzhou is Mingzhou, the southeast is Cangzhou, and there is a long and narrow road to the south that leads to Kyoto and belongs to the Canglan Mountains.

  Why is there a food transport road?

  Because of.

  Tanzhou is the border state of Dashun, bordering the territory of the Yaozu.

  ……