On Kunlun Mountain, it is ethereal.The clouds and mist are shrouded, the blue sky and the water color blend, and the entire mountain top seems to be shrouded in a thin veil.At the highest point of this mountain, there is a simple but elegant pavilion, in which two men stand one after the other.The man standing in front of him was dressed in plain clothes and pure white Shengxue, his soft white hair was half-held with a wooden hairpin, his face was cold and outstanding, his eyes were like stars and moons, his lips were soft and warm jade, and his whole body exuded a kind of empty air that was ethereal and dusty.The man in the back was wearing a light gray shirt, and he also had white hair, but his hair was all tied up with a crown, and his facial features were cold and handsome."
Now that the soup is exhausted, the Zhou room will be prosperous."
A clear and smooth voice came out of the mouth of the man in front of him, he didn't look at the person behind him, but said lightly: "You have been studying military books on Qilin Cliff for more than forty years, and you are proficient in the six Tao and three strategies. ”"The disciple receives the order."
The man in gray in the back leaned down slightly.And after his words fell, the man in front of him waved his sleeves, and a huge bronze mirror appeared in front of the pavilion."
This is the emperor of the song of the court."
In the bronze mirror, the face of Emperor Xin, the king of Shang, soon emerged, which is a fragment of the Kunlun Divine Mirror, and can see the real-time dynamics of the person who wants to see it.But since it's just fragments, there will be conditions.Di Xin is the emperor of people, and when he is in the palace, even the immortals in the sky cannot spy on his life, but because Di Xin is now in the camp stationed outside Jizhou City, he will be captured by the fragments of the Kunlun Divine Mirror.And because Fu Zhenhong was staying with Di Xin at the moment, the interaction between the two appeared in the picture of the bronze mirror......"
Will the king's chest be a little warmer?"
After Fu Zhenhong finished saying this, the voice of the weak chicken system sounded in his head.
[Someone on the Kunlun Immortal Mountain is spying here, is it the chosen one of this world, or two, but the identity is not known for the time being. 】[Hmm.] 】Fu Zhenhong didn't care, there were only a few Heavenly Choices in this world, and the scope was narrowed down to Kunlun Mountain, and the identity of the snooping person was very likely to be Jiang Ziya and Yuan Shi Tianzun Yuqing.Both of these people could see at a glance the existence of his fox demon body in this world, and at this stage, Fu Zhenhong had no intention of putting his mind on them for the time being.At this moment, his focus is on the king of the song city in front of him.Fu Zhenhong withdrew her foot from Di Xin's hand, looking at God Xin with interest, Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, and lifted her foot all the way up Di Xin's waist and abdomen.The soles of his feet first came to Di Xin's heart, and he felt the steady beating heartbeat through a layer of clothing and fabric, and finally slowly moved to the left, gently stopping at Di Xin's chest.
Chamber.Dixin's chest.
The bore is sturdy and generous, full of a warm sense of security.His hair was casually draped, and his clothes were also very casual, and Fu Zhenhong's feet reached through Di Xin's wide neckline and attached to Di Xin's chest.
Bore heating.When he did these movements, his expression was too natural, as if everything was so taken for granted, and the warm heat in his palm made Fu Zhenhong smile slightly.He lowered his slender eyelashes slightly, staring at Di Xin with dark eyes like ink, his eyelashes blinked slightly, and the slightly raised ends of his eyes were smudged with endless restraint and affection, and the curvature of the corners of his lips also carried a bit of casual temptation.Di Xin put Fu Zhenhong deep into his eyes.In the pavilion on Kunlun Mountain, the two men also looked at Fu Zhenhong in their eyes.Under the gaze of the three pairs of eyes, Fu Zhenhong deliberately moved her small and delicate toes, and scraped Di Xin's skin with her neatly and rounded nails.Feeling Di Xin's body pause suddenly, the Adam's apple also rolled up and down, and the arc of Fu Zhenhong's lips rose a little more.Looking at the prank-witted smile on Fu Zhenhong's face, Di Xin only felt that his throat was a little dry, as if a feather had fallen on his heart, gently, itchyly, and slightly numb.The heat in the body also has a faint tendency to be hooked out.And on the other side of the same moment, Yuan Shi Tianzun Yuqing and Jiang Ziya saw all this in their eyes, and they had their own thoughts in their hearts.Yu Qing retracted his gaze indifferently, and said in a calm tone: "If you meet this fox demon on this trip, you must be more careful and don't be emotional." ”When Jiang Ziya heard this, he glanced at Fu Zhenhong in the bronze mirror again, his eyes fell on Fu Zhenhong's smiling phoenix eyes, and he replied very indifferently: "Master rest assured, the disciple will definitely not be emotional." ”Even if this fox demon is very beautiful, a casual look can make people's hearts beat more than once, but he doesn't care about beauty, he has always looked at his appearance very lightly, in his opinion, the purpose of the skin is just to distinguish who is who, that's all.For Jiang Ziya's extremely positive answer, Yuqing did not give any evaluation, but only signaled that Jiang Ziya could go down the mountain.After Jiang Ziya left, Yuqing was the only one left in the pavilion.This Venerable who was above countless immortals once again moved his gaze to the bronze mirror, his amber eyes reflected Fu Zhenhong's appearance, and a deep thought appeared in the depths of his pupils.Yuqing is the apprentice of Hongjun Ancestor, as one of the Three Qings, he knows that Hongjun Ancestor once had a demon, and he disappeared after being removed from the Six Realms by Ancestor, and it was not until 7,000 years ago that he was suddenly recovered.And since then, Hongjun Ancestor seems to have something on his mind.Once, by chance, he saw Hongjun Ancestor painting, not painting landscapes, but a person, a man in red.The man's appearance is stunning, a pair of eyes are seductive, obviously his eyes are extremely indifferent, but there are thousands of styles slowly flowing out from between his eyebrows.Behind the man was a deserted mountain, surrounded by strange trees and withered flowers, and on the ground were rotting leaves and bones.When Hongjun Ancestor was painting, his expression was indifferent from beginning to end, and after he saw him finish painting calmly, he looked at it quietly for a while, and calmly burned the painted painting.He didn't ask who the man in the painting of Hongjun Ancestor was, but since then, he has a realization in his heart, and it turns out that an existence like his master will also have some thoughts in his heart.He wasn't interested in what was going on between this man and his master, Hongjun Old Ancestor, and he didn't think he could meet this person.However, when he saw the fox demon who had become Daji through the bronze mirror for the first time, he immediately thought of the man in the painting.Obviously, the appearance of the two people is not the same, but he just thought of the person who was drawn by the master.Maybe it's the eyes.The emotions in the pupils are cold and cold, but they reveal contradictory and tempting eyes for no reason.At this time, the fox demon, whose eyes looked like the man in the painting, was grabbed by Di Xin's feet that were moving around in his chest, and Yuqing saw Di Xin kiss Di Xin on the smooth and white instep of the fox demon.He retracted his gaze calmly, waved his sleeve and put away the bronze mirror in front of him.He wasn't interested in watching what was next, and he didn't want to see it.Perhaps because this fox demon gave him a very similar feeling to the man in the painting, he didn't want to see how the other party had become more intimate with the Shang King.That is, a second after Yuqing took back the bronze mirror, the tent was full of color.
The atmosphere was interrupted by the extremely loud voice of the attendant———— "King, the national teacher Shen Gongbao asks to see you." ”When Di Xin heard this, he sat up straight from the couch without hurry, and tidied up his somewhat messy clothes at will.Fu Zhenhong saw that he was about to get up, so he gently put his wrist on Di Xin's shoulder, leaned lazily on him, and asked in a light tone: "Is there anything I can't hear?"
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