Not to mention the truth or falsehood, Zhaoyue was really disgusted by his doting look, but she still had to pretend to be shy and giggled.

After half a stick of incense, she stopped and looked around, leaving only her and Fusang and Fuchen.

His eyes rolled and he asked charmingly: "Heavenly Lord, I have turned all the way around, but I haven't seen Xuanyuan Sword."

It seemed as if she had expected her to ask a question, and her thin lips touched her: "I am ashamed, I don't know where the Xuanyuan Sword has gone."

Then, in those eyes, Zhao Yue's every move and expression could not escape his eyes.

She was startled at first, put Fu Chen in her hand on the ground, and then gently pushed him: "Wait aside."

Fu Chen was actually reluctant. He wanted to hear how Fusang was involved in this matter, but now he couldn't make Fusang suspicious, bowed his hands and retreated ten meters away obediently, leaning against the white marble fence beside the pond, and his ears were raised high.

"What does the Heavenly Lord mean?" Zhao Yue's face was full of confusion.

"The Xuanyuan Sword did come out and burst out a big hole in the roof of my weapon pavilion, but I really don't know who summoned it." He looked slightly dark and bowed and said, "What clues do Moon Zun have?"

Zhao Yue frowned and shook her head: "I have been in the Valley of Medicine King these days. The old disease of the Fox Emperor recurs. I have asked Yun Xiaoxian for the best medicinal materials and soaked in the melting pot every day. Now the pill is still in the melting pot. If I hadn't received Ye Ming's message, I wouldn't have known that the Xuanyuan Sword would be born again."

Speaking of this, she paused, took a step forward, and asked in a low voice: "Is the prince Fuchen really dead back then?"

Fusang didn't expect her to ask so straightforwardly, and he was stunned for a moment before nodding: "Well, I'm really dead."

Zhaoyue sighed with a clear expression.

Fusang looked at the woman with white hair in front of him, the man who was the gods standing at the top of the world and wilderness. The woman who could cover the sky with one hand and cover the rain with one hand, and had been lingering in his mind since the Battle of the Wasteland.

The stunning face had a hidden smile, real, fake, fake, real.

He never thought that the ancient gods recorded in ancient books in the library were not cold words, but figures with flesh and blood, living under the vast sky.

In his careful and meticulous plan, he never thought that such a big Buddha would appear.

If he almost lost everything, he would lose everything.

Fusang looked at her side face calmly. He wanted to test the words just now, but he didn't expect that she would not play according to the routine and directly asked him.

Could it be that she didn't know where the Xuanyuan Sword was going?

It won't be that simple.

In Zhaoyue's eyes, she naturally knew that Fusang was a very thoughtful person, so how could he be dispelled by a few words of doubt?

He also lowered his voice, slowly approached her ear, and asked: "Can he enter the cycle of reincarnation and come to the world again?"

The voice was filled with a hint of humor and teasing, but his eyes looked at the back of the fox in front of him from beginning to end, without even blinking his eyelids.

Zhao Yue's eyes froze, and naturally knew what he was asking. He chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"The Heavenly Lord is really good at joking. Not to mention that all fate in the past life has become bubbles, who will remember that she once had a sword? Besides..." She paused for a moment, looked at Fu Chen's back, and smiled, "This child is the illegitimate son of the Fox Emperor. When he was born, the prince was not dead."

However, the exploratory gaze still did not move away from the young but majestic child in front of him. He pursed his lips and did not speak anymore.

In Fusang's memory, this ancient Yuezun suddenly appeared a hundred years ago. When the war started, a song of Fuxi piano turned the long-lasting war of attrition into a blitzkrieg that only lasted for a few days.

What does this mean? If all the heavenly soldiers and generals of his Nine Heavens are combined, they may not be able to defeat her for one or two hours.

At that moment, he really felt fear and worry.

What I fear is that she praises Bahuang’s combat power, and what I worry about is that she can revive the dead and live the art of life.

The Yuehai Huanhua Pavilion under Zhaoyue's command has been known as a miracle doctor since she appeared in the world. Fusang really thought that the secret of the old Tianjun's illness was about to be revealed by her.

He even thought about how to escape unscathed when everything was exposed and how to shirk all the blame on the spirit girl.

But she seemed to not care, and she never asked from beginning to end, and she never mentioned it even when she saw her.

He is even lukewarm and uninterested in the entire Ninth Heaven.

But this is what Fusang fears the most.

Such a powerful woman was completely out of control.

For him who wanted to dominate the world, the variables she brought made him unable to move forward for a while.

To break this deadlock, he must find a way to restrain her.

There are thousands of books in the library. He found the ancient artifact booklet that recorded Fuxi Qin, but saw the answer he least wanted to see.

Xuanyuan Sword and Fuxi Qin, one yang and one yin, are naturally restrained.

The words were like bamboo whips, hitting every inch of his skin.

As long as you can master the Xuanyuan Sword, you can restrain this woman to death.

But he tried several times to pull out the sword sheath of the world's most magic weapon that was left by Fu Chen, and eventually it burned and resisted. He was covered in bruises, but he couldn't pull it away at all.

If you can't get this sword, you can't control this woman.

If the ancient Yuezun was unable to use it for himself in Fusang's heart, he would find a way to destroy him completely.

He raised his eyes and looked at the back of the child in front of him, his eyes stayed on the white Yunyu sword around his waist.

Fusang slowly walked behind him calmly and suddenly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Fu Chen seemed to be shocked and looked at his hand holding the hilt of the sword.

The Yunyu sword burst out from Fusang's hand, with a low buzzing sound, resisting his hand holding the sword.

Looking at the tumbling sword energy, Fusang suddenly let go of his hand when he was burned by it again, and chuckled softly: "The prince of the fox clan has really obtained a good sword."

Fu Chen had no expression on his face, turned around and bowed and bowed: "Thank you to the Lord of Heaven to appreciate it."

The man in front of him was condescending, his eyes were dim and he glanced at the little fox.

The prince Fuchen's breath is golden, like the sunrise, and the Xuanyuan Sword is also golden, but the Yunyu Sword is blue and transparent, and it is a Yin sword.

If you return from Fu Chen and take over the body, you will not be able to use this sword if you have different veins and different sources.

A slight light flashed in his eyes. He looked at the boy who reached his waist and said softly: "Can you let me appreciate the full picture of this sword?"

The little fox in front of him nodded, raised his hand, and pulled out the Yunyu sword with a squeak. On the blade of the cold light, Fusang's face was printed on one side and Fuchen's cheek was printed on the other side.

Seeing him drawing the sword so easily, the light on the sword had not changed at all, Fusang's heart seemed to be comforted, and a layer of smile gently melted from his cheeks.

A person who can draw out the Yin Sword is definitely not someone who uses the Xuanyuan Sword.

At this moment, Fu Chen finally realized that Zhaoyue carried him on his back for three or four hours that night, and went to the extremely remote meteorite crater and found the fragments of the dragon pillar that were charred by thunder. It was not only to find General Yun Yu's spirit, but more importantly, the sword made with his loyal spiritual soul, although the sword was sunny, because of the spirit, it would only emit the light of a faint blue Yin sword.

His eyes passed through Fusang in front of him, and looked at Zhaoyue who was standing there smiling slightly behind him calmly.

This woman is really extraordinary.

It was obvious that Fusang had expected this move.

"I am worthy of being the top ten rookie in the weapon illustrations." Fusang reached out and touched Fu Chen's head again. His smile was obviously much brighter than before.

Zhao Yue stood behind him, watching Fu Chen change without any fear, and her heart was swallowed back to her stomach.

She was really worried that Fu Chen's arrogant temperament would be unable to hold back and reveal his identity recklessly.

Although there is a technique of clearing the heart, the effect is limited after all, and human hearts are all flesh. After all, he was treated like this in his previous life. Not only did he not enjoy any benefits in his position, he was plotted against by Fusang and the spirit girl step by step, and ended up in such a miserable ending.

The enemies were particularly jealous when they met, which really made her worry.

When Fusang left, Zhao Yue chuckled and looked at Fuchen in front of her. As soon as she leaned over to tease him, she heard a sweet voice coming from behind.

"Sister Yuezun."

The sound made Zhao Yue fur all over her body. There was such a bold person in this world who dared to call her sister.

With his back to her, Zhao Yue's eyes were almost turning to the sky: "I'll say..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy next to him stepped forward and stood between the spirit girl and Zhao Yue, with a tense look and roaring:

"You are so ungrateful."

Zhaoyue's heart just put in her stomach, suddenly it was raised to her throat.

OK, it’s true that I love and hate deeply. When I see a lexicon, I feel completely different from the same appearance when I see a lexicon.

This prince, after so long, can't he listen to the words of the Spirit Girl?

You should know that Fu Chen is the most familiar stranger to Ling Nu.

How terrible is a woman’s sixth sense?

If she noticed an abnormality and exposed her identity, what should she do?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yue looked at Fu Chen's neck from top to bottom, touched the cuffs quietly with one hand, holding one end of the jade flute.

Well, if you have an accident, you will be stunned with one blow, and there will be no big problem.

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Medicine God: Does the jade flute of Yuezun have a name?

Zhaoyue: You said Jade Flute!

Medicine God: Yes, it is this jade flute.

Zhaoyue: Yes, it is the jade flute.

Medicine God:???
Chapter completed!