From the Bird - Chapter 732

The bottom of the South Ocean…

Yan Gong’s huge squid head approached Li Yan and Saint Watson.

It looked down at two small black dots of humans underneath, and six black eyeballs rumbling around. The scattered golden tentacles couldn’t help swinging in the sea.

“Is it hungry?”

Watson whispered to Li Yan next to him.

After a short while, Gong Yan stretched out a tentacle against the golden crystal wall and flicked it to the right. The blisters that had imprisoned the two of them turned in response.

At first, the bubbles did not spin fast. The two of them only tilted their bodies slightly, but after a few breaths, the scenery outside the bubbles flowed like Western films.

“Damn it.”

Saint Watson noticed that something was wrong, and his body quickly couldn’t bear to turn, and he had to rely on pulling the seaweed around him to avoid being thrown into the air.

Li Yan didn’t move at all, but supported the crystal wall with both hands.

I saw piles of strange bones trembling all around. It makes a peculiar rhyme like a stone. This rhyme is solemn and solemn, similar to percussion like chimes and chimes.

The bubbles swirled more and more rapidly, and the water vapor, silt, seaweed and seaweed in it burst and decomposed. If a mortal falls into it, I am afraid that the flesh and blood have been separated. Saint Watson’s hand is empty, and he is about to spin out. Intuition is cold. Watson’s neck, body and crystal wall were tightly frozen together.

He closed his eyes tightly, and the air was full of wind. With Li Yan’s physical quality, he did not dare to open his eyes rashly.

The heavy bones like small hills in the bubbles are flying all over the sky, making bangs,

At this time, there are more vocals singing endlessly:

“Swallow boats and surge to the bottom of the sea, high waves drive Penglai.”

“The gods come out of the clouds, but see the gold and silver platform.”

The more intense the sound of Jinshi, the more tactful the singing, there were hundreds of sentences before and after, and it took more than ten minutes to stop.

It turns out that there are dense bones in the bubbles, and they have all made the instrumental music of Yan Gong. For it to sing accompaniment, Yan Gong was full of excitement here, and the golden bubbles finally slowly stopped.

Saint Watson staggered for two steps, his throat surged up and down, but he vomited, and he collapsed, unconscious.

Li Yan shook his head, it was not a big problem, but his face was not good.

“Little Shuiguan, do you want to die or live?”

The rumbling hoarse voice pierced Li Yan’s eardrum.

Li Yan first looked up, and Gong Yan stared at him with all six eyes. St. Watson has fainted, so naturally this is what he said to himself.

Yan Gong (Li Jiang)

Category: Mythical Creatures

When King Zhou Zhao traveled eastward, there was a great demon named Li on the sea. Because he helped Zhaowang Ping rebellion, he was canonized as Yan Hou of the East China Sea.

In the reign of Zhouzhuang, Yan Huli forced Xiao Bai, the lord of the Kingdom of Qi, to be her righteous brother. She called herself Li Jiang. After Qi was destroyed by the State of Qin, Li Jiang named herself Gong Yan and ravaged the East China Sea for more than a thousand years.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, because of his cruel and surly behavior, he was deceived by Mazu’s tactics and was not allowed to leave the Tianmu Palace for life.

Threat degree: black

Li Yan’s face remained as usual, but he just responded: “How do you want to die? How do you want to live?”

“Well, I see you still have some patience. If you want to survive, you recognized me as a godmother. Then you will hand over a soul from your Niwan Palace to me as a filial piety, and it will have your own benefits.”

Appearing to be afraid that Li Yan would not agree, Li Jiang waved his big stick and started to draw the pie again: “To teach you, I am Yan Guohou, who was canonized by the king of Zhou Zhao, and Qi Huan Gong Xiaobai’s righteous sister, you be me God’s godson, I will never insult you. I want others to respect you as Qi Guogong.

By the way, what is your name? “

“Li Yan.”

Li Yan answered subconsciously.

“From today, you will be called Jiang Yan. I think your water vapor is mixed, your blood element is weak, and there is no tolerance in the water palace. It looks like a wild pond, I’m afraid you don’t even have the qualifications to seal the demon genus, right? After doing my job, I will lend you any one of these seven-star treasure temples, and I will not worship as a mother.”

Before Li Yan could speak, Nintu’s voice came in his ear.

Gong Yan (Li Jiang) tried to lease one-seventh of the Seven-Star Treasure Temple to you for a two-hundred-year lease period in exchange for your aunt to get a bird, no support, and the Yunzhong monarch is inherited by Yan Fu. He was married to Yishitian·Jiazijiushengren.

[Seven-Star Treasure Temple] It is Gong Yan (Li Jiang) cultivated for thousands of years, and it is the top water monarch palace. There are countless treasures in the palace, and countless kinds of tyrannical monsters.

During the loan period, you will be promoted directly to Liusi Walking and get a part of the right to use the Seven-Star Treasure.

Please pay attention to Yan Fu walking! Please pay attention to Yan Fu walking! With the blood marriage of Tian Jiazi Jiushengren and Yan Fu inheritance, Li Jiang will have the unstable ability to shuttle the fruits of Yan Fu.

Li Yanti laughed out of anger for a while.

“Why, you don’t want to? Are you not afraid of death?”

Li Jiang danced her hand, and the surrounding water was rippling.

“You killed me, you don’t know how long you are still being held here.”

Li Jiang’s six eyes were all squinted: “You gotta lose your heart, who can shut me down?”

“It took more than a thousand years to drink the third cup, and there are seven cups left. Are you going to drink more than two thousand years?”

Li Yan asked slowly.

Li Jiang was pierced, suddenly furious, his majestic majesty was like a giant.

“Who told you, was it the old man Lu? What did he tell you?!”

Li Yan was trapped, but he didn’t see the slightest malaise. Seeing that Gong Yan was angry, he laughed instead. He took out a Japanese-style copper coin: “It’s better to listen to my terms? You’ve seen this coin of mine. You. If you want to get out of the sea of ​​bitterness, you can come to this copper coin just like last time. You don’t have to be sneaky. You are willing to treat me as the water king, and I will naturally take you away. What do you think.”

Li Jiang was not angry, but stared at Li Yan gloomily, and sneered for a long time before Wu went to sleep.

“You have wasted thousands of years of great time. Now I am right in front of your eyes. You have to think carefully. This may be your only chance in your life.”

Li Yan’s mouth is not forgiving, but his heart is somewhat anxious.

Being trapped by Yan Gong at the Seven-Star Treasure Temple was an accident. Ferrying to Lantau Island was originally a risky move. The Red Flag Gang is at a critical time, and it takes a year and a half to stay here. I am afraid that the East India Company and the government will be early The red flag is dismembered and clean, and Li Yan regrets it’s too late.

As for this Li Jiang, it is asking for it, and now it is asking for a price, sitting on the ground to pay back.

The false name of the mother-in-law Gan’er is still second, but Li Yan definitely does not accept a piece of Yan Fu’s inheritance to the other party. Not to let the other party see his weakness.

About five to six thousand heartbeats. St. Watson finally woke up leisurely.

He hissed in pain, his eyes were red, and he obviously hadn’t recovered from the sequelae of the violent bumps.

“you’re awake?”

Li Yan glanced at him.

Only then did St. Watson recall what happened just now. If it weren’t for Li Yan to pull him, St. Watson would stay here forever in the form of minced meat even if he were not dead.

“Hey boy, how about our cooperation?”

St. Watson clutched his head, “I have a way to break this big water polo, you killed him with the trick against me.”

Qilian swordsmanship is only three feet, not to mention that it is only effective for the human body. Li Yan shook his head: “My move is a divine punishment from God, and it is not effective for people with normal sexual orientation. Do you think this big squid looks like a homosexual?”

Li Yan started to keep up with the language rhythm of the unscrupulous old man.

“Mao~”

St. Watson was so angry that he cursed.

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