Chapter 1102 Meeting an Old Friend

There are no graves on the stone steps going up the mountain, but some old friends have died here.

Fang Xing didn't bow either. He put his hands behind his back and held his head high. Everyone said that the dead are great, but his bearing was much greater than that of the dead. It was just that his steps were a little slow. Everywhere he passed, he stopped for a moment, and then looked at some empty spaces. There was nothing in the place, and he didn't say anything. He just looked at it for a while and then left. The little princess of Yaochi followed him curiously, but she counted silently in her heart. He walked through ten places in total, and stopped at some places for a longer time. , some places stopped for a shorter time, and the longest stop was at the eighth place. In the end, we climbed directly to the top of Fengchan Mountain. There was obviously a square there with ancient runes printed on it, and the imprints had not faded. It seemed that something had been left there. .

"If I have the chance, I would like to ask you if you have no regrets after your death..."

He stood on the top of the mountain, looked down, and after being silent for a long time, he murmured softly.

"I've heard about some things you did in Fengchan Mountain before, I think..."

The little princess of Yaochi cautiously approached him, as if she wanted to comfort him.

Fang Xing rolled his eyes at her: "It's none of your business?"

After saying that, he swung his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the Shenxiao Hall not far away, looking extremely irritating.

The little princess of Yaochi was stunned, and suddenly showed a look of gnashing her teeth. She held her fists and chased after her from behind. However, Fang Xing laughed and ran towards the main hall of the temple quickly. The two people were noisy. , which actually made the silence outside the Shenxiao Hall a little more lively, but just when they were about to rush into the Shenxiao Hall, a few gray-robed old men walked out of the hall, looking at the two of them with shady eyes. When he came over, his eyes seemed to be gray, with the air of a living person but not dead.

"What are you looking at? You haven't seen a couple fighting?"

Fang Xing and the little princess Yaochi were both startled by these people and looked back with eyes wide open.

"How can we allow you to mess around in front of Shenxiao Palace?"

The old men in gray robes seemed to be mute and did not answer, but behind them, someone started shouting. Fang Xing looked through the gaps between the old men in gray robes and found that it was actually a long-bodied jade man. The standing woman was wearing an emerald green gauze skirt, with a slender figure and a copper trousers on her head. Her whole body was filled with a touch of pride, and her eyes were looking over.

"Um?"

When Fang Xing and the little princess Yaochi saw this girl, they were slightly startled and frowned.

The woman smiled faintly and stood lightly, her chin slightly raised, as if she was waiting for the two of them to speak.

The little princess of Yaochi looked at the woman, her brows furrowed tightly, and her eyes showed deep dissatisfaction.

Fang Xing also frowned tightly and looked at the woman for a long time before letting out a long sigh.

"She looks familiar. Who is she?"

The woman in green clothes was a little complacent, waiting for Fang Xing and the little princess of Yaochi to speak, but she never expected that when the devil opened his mouth, he said such a sentence, and his face suddenly turned green with anger, as if Fang Xing had no idea. Recognizing her made her very angry, but the little princess of Yaochi looked at her intently and said coldly: "This person's identity is extraordinary. She is the goddess of the eldest son's family, one of the eight great families in China. Miss Changsun Qingliu, but for some reason...she also appeared here..."

"Changsun Qingliu?"

Fang Xing's expression condensed slightly, then he shook his head and said, "I still can't remember!"

The face of the eldest grandson Qingliu was already extremely ugly. He simply ignored Fang Xing, looked at the little princess of Yaochi and said coldly: "The little princess of Yaochi can come to Shenxiao Palace, why can't my eldest grandson's family come? Haha , Sister Xiaoqing, I didn’t expect that when I heard that everyone in Fuyao Palace had gone to the Pure Land and raised the flag, intending to fight to the death with the gods, you were smart and quietly abandoned the darkness and embraced the light, or maybe … Are you marrying a chicken and following the chicken, or marrying a dog and following the dog?”

"You...you are the dog..."

The little princess of Yaochi, Xiaobao, has a bad temper, but she is not a sharp-tongued person. She got angry when she was told something, but she couldn't speak back.

"You bitch, come back!"

Fang Xing suddenly shouted, causing the little princess and the eldest grandson Qingliu to freeze in shock.

But Fang Xing glared at the little princess of Yaochi: "If you can't quarrel, how can you be a member of our old Fang family in the future?"

The little princess of Yaochi was originally full of grievances, but at this moment her expression suddenly became extremely wonderful.

The same was true for Changsun Qingliu. He was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, Fang Xing had already held the hand of the little princess of Yaochi and walked towards the main hall. When he passed Changsun Qingliu, his head suddenly moved in this direction. , chuckled and said: "It smells so good..."

Changsun Qingliu took a step back in shock, looking uncertain.

After a long while, his expression suddenly turned annoyed, and he understood the meaning of Fang Xing's words.

I just said that the little princess of Yaochi married a dog and followed the dog, which was just a few words to undermine the devil. However, I didn't expect that the devil immediately smelled me and said that I smelled good. Isn't that a trick? What do you mean by scolding yourself?

On the other hand, the little princess of Yaochi pinched Fang Xing's shoulder and said dissatisfiedly: "What did you do to smell her?"

Fang Xing pinched him back unceremoniously: "You couldn't win the quarrel and ended up with a pig's head..."

The solemn atmosphere in the main hall made the few of them bicker and quarrel, which was very strange. It was only after entering the main hall that Xingcai looked at the people, and couldn't help but be slightly startled. The main hall was built extremely majestic and tall. Ninety-nine feet, ninety-nine feet wide, so that even creatures like the Little God King Augu who don't know how to take human form can come in and out freely. There is no throne at the end of the hall, but there is a black statue, nine feet high. Nine, I don’t know what material it is made of, giving people a sense of vitality!

On both sides of the main hall, there are rows of futons placed. They are already full of people, including all kinds of creatures. There are no less than a hundred people, mainly divine creatures. There are actually many human monks among them. At this time, countless eyes are on them. He looked at Fang Xing and the little princess of Yaochi who had been dragged into the hall by him. Some of them were sarcastic, scornful, curious, and some were mixed with a lot of shock.

On the other hand, everyone has obviously gathered, there are not many spaces in the venue, and Fang Xing is obviously late.

"Looking at my little wife with lustful eyes, what does she want to do?"

Fang Xing pushed the little princess of Yaochi behind and stared back at those eyes with a vigilant face.

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded. Who cares about your wife?

Although the little princess of Yaochi is famous all over the world, at this time, Zhu Xiu is more concerned about you...

Fang Xing didn't know whether he was deliberately looking for trouble or just messing around. After glaring at everyone, he spotted an empty futon and walked over carelessly. Unexpectedly, before he could sit down, a cold shout rang out from beside him: "Here it is." It’s not your place to sit!”

Fang Xingxunsheng took a look and saw that he was a divine creature wearing an ancient robe. He was born in human form, but had two horns on his head and a tail like a snake on his back. He looked over with a cold and faint look, not hiding the disdain and contempt in his eyes. Damn it, he immediately sneered in his heart, moved his palm slightly, and wanted to slap it away. He was very depressed during this period, and he was afraid that no one would let him vent his anger, but he didn't expect that when he was about to raise his hand, there was a sudden sound from the opposite side. A clear voice came out: "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.

Where the voice came from, there were many people sitting in front and behind, and without exception, they were all human monks. Many of them looked familiar, and they were obviously talented people who had met before, and many of them had never met before. Someone who had never thought that he would appear here, the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm, Fierce Dao, was sitting here. However, what attracted Fang Xing's attention more was the person sitting below the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm. He was sitting there. Jingjing looked over and saw that he was one of the few people in the hall who had good intentions in his eyes...

When he saw him, Fang Xingbian forgot about causing trouble for the divine creature and turned around and walked towards him.

"You...why are you here?"

When the little princess of Yaochi saw this man, she was stunned for a moment, looking extremely shocked.

If she was just a little surprised when she saw the eldest grandson Qingliu, one of the eight great families in the Central China Region, appearing here, then when she saw this person, she was truly shocked, with disbelief on her face. Extremely weird.

The little princess of Yaochi couldn't hide her shock and blurted out, but Fang Xing didn't speak.

He walked straight to this person and remained silent, just looking at him steadily...

"I've been waiting for you to come since I heard about you!"

The man also stood up, with a long body, an iron face, and a floating green shirt, making him look rich and handsome.

"Who is this guy?"

After being silent for a long time, Fang Xing finally spoke, with a smile on his face, and asked the little princess of Yaochi behind him.

"this……"

The man in the iron mask did not expect Fang Xing to say this, so he hesitated slightly and smiled bitterly.

The little princess of Yaochi spoke slowly and softly: "His name is Zhao Hongying. He is the eldest son of the Zhao family, an ancient family in the central region of China. He has shown extraordinary talent since he was a child, and his cultivation is unfathomable. He once fought with Fuyao Palace Master Situ, the Yuan family’s divine son Yuan Buyu, and Lihentian’s disciple Lihen Gongzi are known as the four great princes in the Central Region of China. They once guarded the Demon Abyss for ten years under the orders of the saint. The saint’s disciples..."

Listening to the little princess of Yaochi recounting her past, the Iron Masked Man, or Zhao Hongying, also smiled bitterly in a low voice but did not speak.

And Fang Xing's expression became extremely weird!

In this hall, he saw too many unexpected people, including Changsun Qingliu.

But no matter how many there were, the one in front of him was the one he least expected.

Time seemed to be stretched out, and the two of them looked at each other with unspeakable complex meanings.

But in fact, it was only a breath or two before Fang Xing burst into laughter, reached out and patted Zhao Hongying on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be here too. It really surprised me. When Did you vote for the Gods?"

As he spoke, he glanced around: "Where's your sister?"