Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

'A remarkable character? ’ Ancestor Xuehu heard what Huang Siniang said, and suddenly a little interest came in his heart, and then he raised his hand and took the book of words into his hand, and looked at it with a lazy expression.

After reading a few pages, his eyes could not help but light up, but it turned a little weird.

"This world that covers the sky. Why haven't I heard of my ancestor?"

"Because this is a story, a story about the rules of the world."

Huang Siniang heard the words of the ancestor Xuehu, and said in a hoarse voice.

"He is a character who came out recently, and he was like ordinary people at first, but in just a few moments, his realm has already reached the realm of Zifu, and he was canonized by Renzong's children as the title of Tongtian.

Although the strength of his body is a little worse, the method is a mystery.

He is just a storyteller on the surface, but when he is telling stories on the spot, he can make all monks and even the ancestors of Chunyang have an immersive fantasy.

Not only that, even if the old man with heels prayed to Huang Tian, ​​he could not get the key clues.

As for who it is, Huang Tian doesn't know.

Moreover, as the owner of Dongling Palace, it is rumored that even if the ancestor of Chunyang went, he would not be able to retreat.

The old man just said that you have heard about the demon cow. He was captured by the human race Chunyang and cut off his lifespan for hundreds of years.

I don't know what means he used to connect the void of the Seven Realms, and it took less than half an hour to traverse the Sunda Wind Dynasty..."

In the narration, it can be said that Han Lian's series of behaviors are clearly explained. If Han Lian listened to some things, he would almost not know it himself.

A kind of demon clan's big demon master heard it, all of them looked solemn and somewhat unbelievable.

They don't pay much attention to the news of the Sunda Dynasty. Many big demons have heard of Han Lian's name for the first time.

And only the ancestor of the demon cow heard this, his eyes were red with anger, and he was already gasping for breath.

'How can this old yellow-skinned man hold on to this matter of my ancestor and let it go? If it wasn't for the broken things in my bull clan's demon court now, I would have overturned this problem long ago...' In his heart, he didn't know how many times he had scolded Huang Siniangniang, and he felt a little regret for coming here.

After all, he is not the only pure Yang ancestor in his bull demon clan. He doesn't go to retreat and recuperate, and he comes to join in the fun.

Ancestor Xuehu listened to Huang Siniangniang's words one after another, but his thoughts were all placed in the book that covered the sky.

And most of the demon clan's minds are on the ancestor Xuehu.

This one is big and white, and it is really seen.

Although the mind is not in the words of Huang Siniangniang, but I still listened to it, especially when I heard her words, "Vaguely transcends the world, it seems to be the reincarnation of a being above the broken void", the whole person's heart is full. Somewhat surprised.

She pursed her lips, but she began to think in her heart.

If this person is really such a backer, her fox clan now has no Yiping, and if she relies on it, it seems to be a good choice.

Thinking of this, this one also made up his mind.

She threw it away casually, and the stacks of cover-up messages fell into her tail and disappeared.

His figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Huang Siniangniang, since you can swear by Huang Tian, ​​don't make a mistake this time.

If we are really trapped in our fox clan and destroyed to the extreme, although we are all weak women, there is no problem in pulling any of you to destroy any demon kingdom together. "

After listening to these words, Huang Siniang's expression did not change in any way, but her cloudy eyes trembled.

He looked at the figure of Xuehu Ancestor's departure, and muttered to himself.

"I hope Xuehu can be a comprehensible demon. If it is like a demonic cow, it will be small if it loses its lifespan. If it really makes my demon clan unable to sacrifice to Huang Tian when it is destroyed, the old self should be endless with the fox clan..."

boom!

Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud noise, but it was the ancestor of the demon cow who smashed the jade case beside him.

He snorted, and two turbid air spewed out from his nose several meters away. After glaring at Huang Siniangniang, he strode away.

"My injury has not healed yet, since the big things have been said, don't bother me with anything!"

Hearing these words, all the demon clan present were silent and watched him leave.

....East China Sea, Pengshan green hills.

This place is located eight hundred miles off the coast of the East China Sea, in a bay in the East China Sea.

Because of some characteristics of Pengshan, the fog that blocks spiritual thoughts can be born around it, plus a little monster formation, it is quite safe.

Here, inhabit the fox clan among the Eighteen Demon Kingdoms.

They were originally led by the black fox and the grey fox to form seven demon kingdoms, but now, there are only three left: the green fox, the snow fox, and the silver fox. It has long since perished, and only occasionally a different species is born among the three branches, and there are still four blood vessels that have perished.

It's not that the black, gray, secluded, and red foxes are gone now, but that there is no demon power in their blood, and even the demon clan can hardly be called a beast.

On this day, in the thick fog, the ancestor Xuehu rushed back.

As he stepped out, the space in front of him froze faintly, snowflakes drifted past, and his figure had already left for thousands of miles.

But as soon as she entered Pengshan Qingqiu, many little foxes found her, and in the midst of the commotion, they crawled towards her.

All the little demons were innocent and naive. They didn't think their ancestors had any majesty.

"Old Ancestor, Ancestor, where are you?"

"Ancestor, when can I become a beautiful person like you?"

"Old Ancestor, Little Thirty-Seven grabbed my food!"

"..."

In the midst of the noise, Ancestor Xuehu didn't find it troublesome, he just giggled and teased these little guys from time to time.

Seeing that he had been entangled and unable to escape, he took a copy of the Heaven-covering Biography from his tail like a conjuration, and gave it to a green fox standing on his shoulder.

"Take it and see, this is the treasure that the ancestors got, don't tear it up."

When the Qinghu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

But when it turned upside down and flipped through this book, and saw that it was full of human characters, it couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

It is illiterate.

But at this moment, foxes came over, and they looked at them like eggplants beaten by frost.

What are these tricky characters?

And at this moment, the book that covered the sky suddenly floated into the sky, and together with the green fox holding the book of covering the sky, it floated to the listening side.

When the clouds and mist dissipated a little, it was a silver fox.

The aura on his body is different from that of the ancestor of Xuehu, and there is a kind of nobility and dignity in the vagueness.

She looked at Ancestor Xuehu, her eyes instantly narrowed into crescent moons.

"Sister went to Yaoting this time, but what news did you get?"

Hearing this, Ancestor Xuehu suddenly lost interest, she did not transform her body, but lay down on the soft silver fox with her body, and said with some worry: "Now the Huang Siniang, who is waiting for the heavenly sacrifice, It is said that the thousand-year calamity is approaching, even if the fox clan hides in the green hills of Pengshan, they will not be able to escape the calamity.

Although I don't want to believe what that crazy woman said, her words are to a certain extent Huang Tian's will.

It wants us to imitate the elder sister of the red fox two thousand years ago and the ancestor of the silver fox five thousand years ago, and make good friends with the human race, so that the two tribes of monsters can unite again to fight against the catastrophe.

This is something I can't refuse, and I should. "