He and It

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Fuguang stared at the huge rotating eye on his chest and showed a friendly smile: How should I call you? Just call you Yan Huan. Isn't it a bit too rude?

Yan Huan paused, and when he suddenly heard him calling out his name, he felt a slight tingling sensation in his heart.

It's up to you. He also smiled slightly, showing a gentle and easy-going magnanimity. Since we are getting married, we don't have to be distant in terms of titles.

Since the so-called real immortals are the matchmakers, it is a bit difficult for Dongnuma's national fortune to be strong for the time being, but to be destroyed in a day and night. What's more, I have always been very patient when dealing with beautiful things.

On the Dragon God, the moving eyeballs changed slightly, forming a rather malicious smile.

At most, when you get tired of it, you can tear it apart and eat it. The beautiful dough can be regarded as a valuable collection. But I'm very curious, if he sees my true body, will he be so frightened that he will be in panic all day long, or will he flee in a panic?

Liu Fuguang felt a sharp chill like a needle. Looking at the eyeballs staring at him, he said nothing, just smiled and said: Okay, then I will call you Yan Huan from now on, and you will also You can just call me by my name.

While beating the snake with the stick, he also dropped the honorific title you. Yan Huan's smile became gentler, and could almost be described as affectionate. Bloody foam was rolling in his heart, vicious visions were brewing in his mind, and the violent anger billowing through his body was all suppressed by the cold and dark robes. Down below, unable to be peeked by outsiders.

It's up to you, Yan Huan said cheerfully, We have a long time to come, so naturally we don't have to stick to these things.

The surrounding space and time slowly dimmed, as if there had been a big and bright light illuminating the surrounding scenery and people. Now the light was extinguished, and everything was covered with a curtain.

For a moment, Liu Fuguang was in a daze.

He was like an outsider, a translucent ghost, looking down at his younger self and the former Yan Huan.

This is their first meeting. Yan Huan talks sweetly and hides swords in his smile, but he is no different from a dim fool. He clearly sees through Yan Huan's true appearance at the first sight, but still has unrealistic expectations for him.

So, what is this?

A dream, or a distant memory, penetrated from the severely injured and overdrawn spirit, intending to lead him to appreciate his innocence again?

Liu Fuguang looked down silently, and the light lit up again, like the curtain of a drama opening and entering its second act.

There is no difference between living in the Dragon Palace and the palace in Dongzhou. If you have to compare it, it is that Yan Huan's Dragon Palace is more luxurious and extravagant. Even from the perspective of a cultivator, it still seems too modest to say extremely extravagant.

Yan Huan is the last Dragon God, but it is difficult to tell whether he is a descendant of the Human Emperor or the descendant of the Eleven Dragon Lords. The only thing that can be confirmed is that he has inherited all the legacies of both parties at the same time - except for the ancient gods. The sins and debts that caused the catastrophe, as well as all their wealth and power.

Yan Huan's Dragon Palace was made of unknown materials. It was filled with the most rare and rare treasures that the world could imagine and see in dreams. At the lowest level, the mountains of gold stretch endlessly, reaching towards the rainbow-like mosaic tiles and vaults carved with gems; further up, there are the sky steps made of jasper, spreading all the way to the large lake piled among the sea of ​​clouds, with piles of gold at the bottom of the lake. Filled with stardust and precious diamonds, as soon as the boat passed by, a radiant light as bright as smoke arose. This lake is called Jade Dew, so there is really a piece of emerald velvet flowers floating on the shore. Whenever the wind blows, the white jade egrets with red coral claws fly out together, and the crystal cranes spread their dazzling clear wings. The black jade tail feathers are like mountains rendered by mist and rain, dragging large and gloriously on the ground.

The beaks of these strange birds are carved with red treasure, so bright that they are as bright as blood, and their singing sounds are as loud as ever. Each one of these birds is a priceless treasure due to their supreme skill in integrating the instrument with the soul. But such priceless treasures are just ordinary scenery used to decorate Yulu Lake, and Yulu Lake is no different from these herons to the Dragon Palace.

All your wishes come true and everything goes well - this place is simply the embodiment of the paradise world. Every day, every moment, and even every minute and every second that Liu Fuguang lives here is not unsatisfactory.

His eyes turned to something, and as long as he showed the slightest intention to explore, the thing would be delivered to him immediately, and the next day dozens or hundreds of better substitutes would be presented to him; there was something not right about it. , turned his head for a moment, frowned for a moment, and immediately responded like a cloud. The attendant knew that he liked to be quiet, so he handled it diligently and quietly. Liu Fuguang has only been in Dragon Palace for more than a month, and his preferences are clearly understood by the people here. Anything he does not like is treated coldly and rejected by Yan Huan, while those hobbies that he was originally passionate about, Yan Huan pursues them indulgently. rise up, making it instantly become a wave sweeping the huge Dragon Palace.

Just imagine, except for the entourage Dongma arranged for him, the servants serving him in the Dragon Palace are at best distracted monks. When they use their hearts and souls to spy on the way of heaven, and their hands to move mountains and seas, to serve a person with all their heart, what kind of terrifying power is that?

In an instant, Liu Fuguang seemed to have everything in the world, everything was at his fingertips, and all treasures were worthless dust in front of him.

If you want to cultivate, treasures from heaven and earth, magical elixirs and wonderful medicines will come to you; if you want to reach the realm, those who want to reach the stage of Hedao, Mahayana, and even half-step true immortals and true immortals will flock to you without any money, just like the royal family. A private teacher who came from a private background, he was extremely humble and friendly, and taught Liu Fuguang attentively. Not to mention fame, honor, power... all kinds of things that are not worth mentioning.

With such a momentum and such a grand scene, any person in the world, no matter how steadfast and rock-like his heart is, would be immersed in dizzy bliss, and then slowly fall, until he reaches the endless extreme. .

But young Liu Fuguang endured all this. He just felt... He was confused. There were many things that he couldn't understand.

Sitting on the brocade couch in the Dragon Palace, he frowned, lowered his head, and thought to himself.

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