After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 157 Storm has come

The Battle of the Four Seas opened vigorously and ended in a ghostly manner.

The sea eliminated the internal troubles and became the master of the four seas. Under the leadership of Yingqiu, the ghosts entered the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

The dark clouds dispersed, the sun poured down, and the blue water was extremely clear. Occasionally, the sea breeze blows, and a few gulls fly up, soaring leisurely between the sky and the earth.

The blue dragon flies on the sea, the four seas surrender, and the little monsters call for the king one after another, cheering one after another, resounding throughout the world.

Rong Jibai sat between the dragon’s horns and was worshipped by the demons with her.

At this point, the disputes and killings at sea for more than three hundred years have finally subsided.

Qinglong roared, carrying Rong Jibai into the cloud, and a blue light passed by, like a meteor trailing tail.

Together with the master, soaring for nine days and diving all over the world, her wish is so simple and humble.

“Master!” Rong Ji smiled and waved.

Huai Bai Yujian, holding his hand, the dragon wrapped in the strong wind blowing, blowing her Qingyi fluttering, becoming more and more immortal.

Pei Yu stood quietly behind her, placing her hand on Wushuang.

Huaibo curled his lips, “Congratulations, the world is the matchmaker, and the world is engaged in hiring and marrying a beloved one.”

Rong Jibai jumped off the dragon’s back, turned the sea into a human form, and bowed to Huaibo.

Cang Hai said: “Please witness, Master, I will never change our relationship with Senior Sister.”

Huaibo lifted them up and said in a harmonious voice, “I can’t bear your worship.”

Rong Jibai grinned, “Master is like a father like a mother, so why can’t you bear it?”

Huaibo bent his eyebrows, “I have never taught you anything.” He never thought of being their master. For a long time, Huaibo has treated Zhao Jian and a few people with the courtesy of his friends, if it is true apprentices , There is only one Peiyu.

Canghai asked: “A celebration will be held in the sea tonight, Master, can you stay?”

Huaibo glanced at Peiyu, “Peiyu, this time the flower folding will be held in Saint Manzhuang, you should go to the East China Sea first. By the way, give me Xiao Jiao first.”

Rong Jibai said in surprise, “Junior Sister, want to go first?”

Huaibai smiled and said, “Yes, let her go first.”

Peiyu nodded, glanced at Huaibo reluctantly, turned and left, the sharp light of the sword swept across the sky.

Huaibo stared at her back, white clothes fluttering in the clouds, flying away like a flying hung, leaving only a few paw prints in the slush on her heart.

Disturbed a pool of clear water and crushed a ground of snow mud.

At night, the Crystal Palace was shining brightly under the lights, and the demons sang in the palace.

The centuries of disputes ceased, and the group of demons sang and danced, some of them turned into their original forms, turning their stomachs and wagging their tails, and they walked horizontally.

Surrounded by demons dancing, the lights are dazzling, and the wine is soaking up the sky, Huaibo sits in the hustle and bustle, quiet as a mountain, as if isolated from the bustling and bustling.

Canghai and Rongji walked into the main hall hand in hand, wearing white clothes.

The demons retreated, gave way, cheered and beamed.

Three hundred years later, the overlord of the sea finally returned and brought back a beautiful monk’s wife.

“It’s really not easy for the king,” a crab was dancing with his tongs, drunk, his eyes blurred, “It took Israel to serve the immortals for three hundred years, and it was only in exchange for today’s peace.”

The shrimp demon was dissatisfied with its words, “It is obviously the group of Taoist priests and Israel who served the demon, our king is definitely in the upper position!”

The two monsters quarreled endlessly, and finally pulled Huaibo, who was sitting aside, as the referee.

“What kind of demon are you?” The crab shook his tongs, “Forget it, brother demon, do you think it will be the king tonight?”

Lobster said: “Dragons are instinctive in nature. If the king is really the king, that little girl won’t die on the bed?”

Huaibo smiled and stood up, “I said, they are afraid that they won’t be able to get to the bridal chamber tonight.”

Regardless of the two demon staying, she walked out of the palace and released Xiao Jiao from her sleeve, “Go home.”

Xiao Jiao rubbed her hand and flew reluctantly to the sea.

Huaibo looked at it with a complex expression, standing in the water in a daze, the cyan clothes floating like dust in the sea.

After standing for a while, she turned to the main hall.

The main hall is decorated with magnificent and magnificent decorations, with huge night pearls hanging on the dome, like stars falling into the water, with soft light.

The thin shark gauze floated in the temple, Cang Hai took off the crown of his head, and vented his head of ink, swaying gently with the water waves.

She stepped barefoot on the white jade, and the water under her feet was rippling and shining.

Rong Jibai stared at her, sitting on the bed, staring at her with round eyes.

She has worn water-repellent beads and can breathe as usual in the sea like the aquarium, which is a very novel experience for her.

Canghai smiled, with a faint blue color in his eyes, like a gentle lake, shining in the sun.

Rong Jibai covered his chest, his heart pounding.

Cang Hai Lian moved lightly, slowly taking off her complicated clothes, and sitting in front of Rong Jibai.

Flowing water veins, the girl’s long hair spread out in the water, her eyebrows are gentle, just like the old days.

Cang Hai clings to her hand and looks cherished and important.

The two were full of affection, and Cang Hai slowly leaned forward. When he was about to take the rouge on the beauty’s lips, Rong Ji’s face changed a lot, and he pushed her away suddenly.

“Senior Sister?”

Rong Jibai’s face was red and white, remembering that she had been kissed by her underwater for two hours…Who can stand this?

Cang Customs asked eagerly: “Sister, what’s the matter?”

Of course, Rong Jibai refused to tell the truth, and was susceptible to confession, “I, I’m a little tired!”

Cang Hai nodded, “Yes, senior sister, rest, I will massage for you.”

With a soft smile outside the door, Rong Jibai quickly got up and put the quilt on Canghai.

Huaibo smiled and said, “Since you don’t plan to have a Spring Festival, can I come in?”

Cang Hai got dressed, hurried over and opened the door to Huaibo, “Master, please come in.”

Huaibo stood at the door and didn’t move. “I’m just looking for you. Come out.”

The two walked outside the palace, and several colorful fish slowly swam through the water, seaweed swaying, and corals stacked.

Like the rivers, mountains, plants, birds and beasts in the world.

Huaibo held his hands silently, quietly looking at the scene in front of him, as if making a choice.

Canghai stood by the side obediently, waiting for her to make a decision.

Huaibo asked softly, “Do you still hate that person?”

Cang Hai wondered: “Which person?”

Huaibo looked calm, but his hand under his sleeve was clenched, “That demon.”

Cang Hai’s body shook, and his face suddenly became pale. After a long while, he whispered: “I dare not hate her, I’m just afraid…”

Fear was engraved into her heart, so that she did not even dare to breed hatred.

Huaibo closed her eyes, “If…” She paused, “If she comes to the world again and is not as powerful as you, would you kill her?”

Cang Hai took a step back, helped Yuzhu to stand firmly, and said in shock: “She’s back?”

Huaibo tilted his head and smiled and said, “Of course not, I’m just asking.”

Canghai breathed a sigh of relief, “I don’t know, I never dare to think about it.” Even as the Lord of the Seas, she couldn’t help shaking when she thought of the demon.

Huaibo slowly let go of his hand and looked at the coral sea in front of him, “Canghai, I ask you to do me a favor and send a letter to Buddhism.”

…

The flowers will bloom, and people from all walks of life will rush to the East China Sea.

Because the secret realm has changed, there are many more people coming back than in previous years.

Peiyu rushed to the East China Sea, and the saint Zhuang was crowded with monks.

Ji Yueben was busy entertaining guests, and when she saw her greet her, “Is there any injury in the secret realm this time?”

Peiyu shook her head and asked, “Where are you looking?”

Jiyue’s eyes dimmed for an instant, don’t start, don’t dare to look directly at Peiyu, “She…”

Peiyu found out that something was wrong, and felt uneasy, “What’s wrong with her?”

Shen Zhishui was about to be punished, Liu looked around and would no longer be underestimated. Liu was dark and bright, and the future was bright. What happened to this juncture?

Jiyue whispered: “I didn’t protect her, she is insane.”

Peiyu looked at her incredulously, her shoulders trembling slightly.

You Yancui realized that something was wrong, cast a barrier to isolate everyone from prying eyes, walked over quickly, and explained: “It was she who killed the same family first, and the crime is not to be blamed.”

“No guilt?” Peiyu’s voice trembled, “So, where is she now?”

Jiyue was ashamed, “She has defected and is missing.”

Peiyu lowered her head, her eyes gradually turning red, “How can you treat her like this? I will give her to you, believing that you will not let her down…”

You Yancui frowned, “What does this mean? What’s wrong with the senior sister?”

“It’s my fault, I didn’t protect her.” Ji Yue tried to pull her hand, but was waved away severely.

Peiyu held the table, her hands trembling, “She was bullied like this by Shengrenzhuang, and you can clearly pull her out by reaching out. How can you be right? If it weren’t for being bullied day by day, why would she get into a demon? What’s more, Is she really killing people for herself?”

Words and words condemned the heart, and the blood on Ji Yue’s face was lost, “I know, but the evidence is like a mountain, I can’t do it…”

“There is no way?” Peiyu laughed lowly, “Back then, the three gates encircled Gushan and forced my master to tell about the Shiling. How did Dao Zun do it? He could be the enemy of the whole immortal gate for his junior sisters. , Why do you have no choice when it comes to you?”

You Yancui said loudly, “Peiyu, calm down, what does that person have to do with you? Are you protecting her like this?”

Peiyu crushed a silver tooth and swallowed the blood foam in her mouth.

Who is that?

If I had recognized each other earlier, would Liu Huangu not be today? If Suihan was killed earlier, if not affected by the previous life, let Liu Huangu know sooner that she was not alone. In this world, she also has sisters and close relatives.

Jiyue raised her head, her eyes filled with water, “But I am not Ning Xiao,” her voice gradually rose, not as calm as in the past, “But I am not Ning Xiao, I only have Jin Dan, and Shengrenzhuang is not a lonely mountain, yes. What do you want me to do with a plate of loose sand?”

“At that time, the evidence was as strong as a mountain, what did you tell me to do? I couldn’t do like Ning Xiao, take the entire sect to protect her alone, I can’t help it.” She hid her face and choked softly: “I am not strong enough, all are My fault.”

Peiyu’s heartstrings suddenly loosened, as if she had seen the torrential rain in the previous life, she knelt in front of the Sage Zhuangmen and begged for a sword. Jiyue had nothing to do, and silently held up an umbrella for her.

Born in the world, what about adding the Excalibur? What about Nine Tails? What about the invincible world?

There are always many helpless things.

Providence has never been high and unpredictable.

“Sorry, I was too impulsive, it’s not your fault.” Peiyu whispered, hurriedly folded, and left the Sage Mansion.

The moment he turned around, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Xi Ziying standing in the corner of the wall, Fu Yunzhu’s folding fan covered half of his face, only showing double fox-like, curved smiling eyes.

Peiyu paused and turned his head slightly.

Beside Fu Yunzhu, there were two women standing, both of whom were acquaintances–Chu Xiaotang and Ji Feifei.

Suddenly, Peiyu understood everything, and a black cloud appeared above her head to obscure the light of the sky, and a gust of wind blew up.

In the midst of the wind and rain, her white clothes were light and not stained with dust, like the cleanest snowflake in the world.

…

At the flower-folding meeting, great powers from all walks of life arrived one after another. Four seats were set up in each of the south, east and northwest. As the host, the Jiyue seat sat in the center to preside over the meeting.

Ning Xiao sat on the east side, rubbing the tea cup in her hand, looking down silently, Huaibo stood behind him, frequently looking towards the west.

Buddhism’s seat was still empty.

Buddhism is a maverick, and they don’t often participate in flower festivals. Their seats are just vacant.

Ning Xiao noticed Huaibo’s abnormality, “Xiaobo?”

Huaibai wakes up like a dream, and turns around, “Brother, I’m fine.”

“The conference is about to begin.” Ning Xiao lowered her eyes and scanned the people under her eyes.

The dark clouds are rolling, the wind and rain are coming, and Peiyu is dressed in white, which is particularly eye-catching among the crowds of monks.

The disciple of the Ministry of Rites, wearing a black shirt with white feathers and a high crown, flew into the sea of ​​clouds.

Ten people formed a small team and were listed in the four corners. In the dark clouds, a huge phantom of an ancient bronze clock appeared in front of people.

The disciples of the Ministry of Rites cast the spell together, and the ancient bell moved.

“Boom—Boom—”

The bell is clear and clear, and it runs through the world, suddenly far away.

The colorful flower orb fell from the sky, Jiyue opened her eyes, burned the incense to announce, and the cyan smoke rose from the ground, piercing the clouds.

The monks sat upright, and the flower folding party officially began.

For this meeting, Gushan came to Ningxiao Huaibai, and Yu Chisu sat on the seat of Qianhan Palace. As for the other two seats, they were all empty.

Ning Xiao put down the tea cup, made a look, Jiyue understood, and said loudly: “The secret realm has changed, and the demons have risen again. This conference is to discuss this matter with fellow practitioners. Before that, there was an immortal court case. We have been wronged for a long time, and today we will rehabilitate it.”

Without waiting for everyone to discuss, she took out the mirage beads, the memories left by Shen Zhishui, and the scenes unfolded in the sky-only the matter of Liu Yiyi was omitted.

When the mirage was over, the sky became gloomy, everyone still did not react, and there was a moment of silence, and then the discussion broke out.

“What do you mean?”

“Shen Zhishui is not a demon? Xie Canglan is?”

“For so many years, have we wronged the wrong person? No, this mirage must be fake!”

Xie Chunqiu walked to Jiyue’s side, and under the eyes of everyone, he told him what he had seen back then.

Xie’s parents sat in the audience and couldn’t help shouting loudly: “Chunqiu, what are you talking about? Have you forgotten your last name?!”

Xie Chunqiu bowed in his direction, “I am standing here today to prevent Xie from being ashamed.”

After a few witnesses stepped forward to tell the story, and several exhibits were presented one after another, the old things that had been dusty in the past appeared before the eyes of the world one by one.

The blood and tears, the grievances, have passed.

The deceased’s burial of the bone devil’s cave is naturally unknown, but there are some things that must be known and always exposed to the world.

There is no way to hide the truth.

The monks gradually became quiet, and the venue was silent for a while, and even the sound of discussion disappeared.

Peiyu looked around for a week and saw them with their faces down. I wonder if one of them regretted the abuse of Shen Zhishui and the unprovoked bullying of Liu Huangu? But she knew that no one would stand up and apologize.

A long time has passed since the wind was raging, and the clouds were overwhelming.

Jiyue said: “It’s not early. I’ll discuss the secret realm tomorrow. Let’s stop here today.”

Everyone listened and was about to leave the scene when they suddenly heard a “wait!”

Fu Yunzhu was dressed in purple clothes and silver armor, a treasured sword hung on her waist, and high-stretched ink hair, as if she was dressed like Fu Zhongxing back then.

When she walked from the crowd, when passing by Peiyu, she raised her lips, showing a meager smile.

Jiyue asked, “City Lord Jiang, is there anything wrong?”

Fu Yunzhu bowed with both hands, raised his head and shook his head to look at the powers sitting high in the clouds. The white armor on his chest was shining. “Yes, I want to sue Gushan Peiyu. Three hundred years ago, he used the blood mist to make a hundred people. The monk buried his bones,” her eyes were sharp and sharp, “to make my father never return!”

The storm has come, see you in the poor!