There are always villains who want to harm my master

Zhulong handed the prepared soup to Cangzhu, and Cangzhu carefully cooled it.

"She liked this Baihua Geng when she was in Liufeng Palace, but she didn't expect that Master, you can also cook."

Cangzhu teased Zhulong with the bowl of fragrant soup.

Zhulong doesn't know how to do it, but he just learned it now.

As long as she wants to eat, he is willing to learn.

Cangzhu naturally helped Chuanwu, asked her to lean on his arms, scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to Chuanwu's mouth, but Chuanwu had no appetite.

Her body was still very weak, and her consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.

"Ogawa Wu, if you eat well, your body will heal faster."

Cangzhu blew the steaming soup gently and brought it to Chuanwu's mouth again.

"Your master cooked this for you himself. He didn't even cook for me and Houpu!" Cang Zhu said with a smile.

Chuanwu took a sip of the soup Cangzhu brought, but what he was looking at was Zhulong.

Zhulong sat aside, unable to help, and had nothing to say. He seemed like an outsider.

Cang Zhu does all the things that take care of Chuanwu herself. She should be very happy, she likes Cang Zhu so much.

Zhulong knew Cangzhu's feelings for Chuanwu.

His seven orifices are exquisite, and he knows everything Cang Zhu said to Man Shu.

It rained heavily last night, so he thought of coming to see how Sichuanwu was doing.

The light was dim, and the candle dragon looked through the window, but he saw two people kissing.

In fact, it wasn't considered a kiss. Across the thin silk handkerchief, Cang Zhu just kissed her forehead like a dragonfly.

Chuanwu likes to sleep with her face covered with a handkerchief, and the handkerchiefs are still the ones he gave her in Dongshan Realm.

Maybe he regards Chuanwu as a treasure just like him?

Zhulong watched the two of them eating, and the scene from last night came to mind again.

Cangzhu gently blew on the Baihua soup and skillfully helped Chuan Wu wipe away the water stains from the corners of his mouth.

Cang Zhu could only love one person in his life, and he risked everything to love Chuan Wu.

Zhulong saw this and clenched his fingers tightly in his sleeves. He clenched tightly and then suddenly let go as if he was deflated.

"I'm going to find the Jiao Chong Yuan Shen. If you have anything, just tell your master."

Zhulong suppressed his emotions and said calmly.

Chuanwu didn't speak, but his eyes moved as Zhulong stood up.

"Master, be careful and call me at any time."

Cang Zhu gently put down Chuan Wu, bowed her hands to Zhu Long, and watched Zhu Long go away.

Cang Zhu had already told Zhu Long about the mysterious Poison Sect. Contrary to Cang Zhu's worries, Zhu Long didn't take the little Poison Sect seriously at all.

There have been many evil creatures that have tried to kill Zhulong for trillions of years. If they had the ability, why wait until today?

Zhulong was walking aimlessly on the street, when a group of black-clad dead attendants came towards him, carrying a purple veil and passing by in a sedan chair.

"The sect leader is in great honor, and those who are idle should stay away!"

The man at the head only had a pair of eyes exposed under the mask, holding a long gun, and swept out a wide avenue in two or two strokes.

Zhulong was dormant among the crowd, quietly observing this group of people.

A smooth and beautiful leg stretched out from the sedan. The skirt was so short that it could barely cover the thigh. A lazy female voice came from the sedan:
"Just kill anyone who blocks the road. People are still rushing back to wash themselves. It's really annoying."

The woman groaned and the team started to move forward again.

If he guessed correctly, the person sitting in this sedan chair should be the Poison Sect mentioned by Cang Zhu.

Zhulong squeezed out of the crowd, but his eyes followed the mysterious purple gauze sedan.

Zhulong rarely uses clairvoyance on weekdays. After all, everyone has something to hide, and it is really despicable to pry into other people's privacy.

But today he wanted to see who the leader of the Poison Sect who tried every means to kill him was.

Through the thick crowd, through the thin purple gauze, a delicate body was lying on the seat.

Zhulong only glanced at it, his face suddenly turned red, he hurriedly averted his gaze, lowered his head and took a deep breath.

The woman in the gauze tent was almost naked, only covered with a layer of light gauze. She was playing with a little snake with her heart wide open.

The proud curves rise and fall with the tulle, and the chest is even more turbulent, and the beautiful spring scenery is about to burst out.

Zhulong has been abstinent since the day he was born. He has never seen anything like this...

He really couldn't find the right words to describe what he just saw.

The sedan jolted and swayed gradually as it moved further away, but the candle dragon was in chaos.

What came to mind was not the beautiful scenery in the tent just now, but Sichuan Wu.

It was the little mountain spirit that he had seen, held, and kissed before.

How could he think of her for no reason?He is simply crazy!

What she likes is her master Cang Zhu, and Cang Zhu also likes her. What a wonderful thing.

Zhulong forced himself to drive Chuanwu out of his mind, but the more he missed her, the clearer her image became. What was going on?
Zhulong clearly remembered that he had completely eliminated "love" from his mind a long time ago.

He has to live for eternity, guarding the Four Directions God Realm and suppressing the demonic dragon. Being sentient will make him suffer from the pain of the passage of time forever.

Once upon a time, Ling You was telling human stories at the Mountain God's Mansion. One question impressed him deeply:

"The advent of what love is?"

Ask what is love in the world...what is love?
In the past, in the eyes of the mountain god, emotion was a burden, a waste, a stumbling block, and the source of pain.

but……

Zhulong felt numb in his heart, as if something was growing rapidly and he couldn't stop.

Walking in a void, Zhulong clearly felt that he had been here before, and it was not like this last time.

But what's the difference?Zhulong really couldn't find any reason.

The Cave of Creation was devouring him all the time, and was constantly producing new dust.

Zhulong raised his head to observe the stars in the cave, and a white hair appeared silently on his head.

"Master, do you think the wind demon is still alive?" Cang Zhu frowned.

"Yes, and...I can no longer feel the windproof breath."

It was quiet at dusk, and the four of them sat facing each other in silence.

Zhulong had a trace of regret, not listening to Chuanwu's words and going to save Fangfeng first.

"Master, I found Uncle Fangfeng's wristband in Dongshan Realm."

Under Cangzhu's careful care, Chuanwu's health has improved a lot.

Chuanwu took out the windproof wristband from the bag and handed it to Cangzhu.

"Isn't this what you and Bai Zhi gave Fangfeng?" Manshu recognized the wristband.

When Fangfeng was still young, he would either follow his senior brother all day long, or cling to Bai Zhi, who was only a few thousand years older than him. The three of them were much better off.

"Yes, that's the pair of wrist guards."

Cang Zhu thought deeply, and then asked Zhulong:
"Master, I sincerely ask you to go to Dongshan Realm to get rid of the wind demon and save your junior brother!"

"I'll go too!" Manshu agreed immediately after hearing the words.

"You should follow Master, so that I can take care of you." Before Zhulong could say anything, Cang Zhu dismissed him first.

"Senior brother you!"

"It's just a wind demon. With your senior brother's strength, it's not difficult to subdue the wind demon." Zhulong was also thinking about it.

He has decided to bring Cangzhu and Chuanwu together, and it is really not appropriate to leave him alone with Chuanwu anymore.

Moreover... Zhulong couldn't imagine in what capacity he should continue to communicate with Chuanwu when they were alone.

"Master, you have Chuanwu taking care of you here. Just let me go with your senior brother. Please, Master!" Manshu kept pestering him and refused to give up.

"She? I can take care of her just fine."

Zhulong blurted out his words out of habit and immediately regretted it. "My body has recovered a lot, and I don't dare bother Master to take care of me." Chuanwu answered silently.

"You are a mountain spirit. If you don't hinder your master, everything will be fine. How can you still be of any help?" Manshu snorted coldly and spoke sarcastically.

"Manshu─"

Cangzhu has always been protecting Sichuan Wu, and Manshu has long been used to it.

"Am I wrong? If she hadn't been dragging her here, we would have found the Yuan Shen fragments and left Nanshan Realm long ago. Why do we still need to stay here?" Manshu rolled his eyes at Chuanwu.

"Uncle Manshu! Why do you keep making things difficult for me? In the past..."

"What happened in the past? You continue to complain to your good master. What did I do to you?"

What happened in the past was all done by Qinglan and the others, and had nothing to do with her, Manshu.

"You..." Chuan Wu wanted to retort.

"enough!"

Cang Zhu didn't want to hear the two girls arguing, and there was no point in continuing the argument.

The air suddenly fell into a subtle silence.

"That's it. I'll go to Dongshan Realm alone to eliminate the demons, while Manshu and Chuanwu will assist Master in finding the fragments of the soul."

Manshu wanted to fight for it again, but Cangzhu didn't want to mention it, so Manshu could only shut up and followed Cangzhu out without saying a word.

Only Zhulong and Chuanwu were left in the room, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Both of them were silent. Chuan Wu sat across from her, lying on the table and playing with the tassels hanging on her chest that were hung on the bow tie her master had tied for her in the morning.

"Are you... feeling better?"

Zhulong licked his lips and took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Thank you Master for your concern, I'm much better."

Chuan Wu replied politely.

"I didn't mean that day─"

"It's okay. I know Master didn't do it on purpose. I don't blame you."

Chuanwu raised his head and smiled lightly at Zhulong opposite him, and continued to play with her tassels.

The candle dragon is stuck in its throat.

Her smile was so unfamiliar, she had never smiled like this before.

Chuan Wu would not smile so coldly!

"Master, it's getting late. My master will go to Dongshan Realm tomorrow. I want to get up early to see him off. Let's go to bed early tonight."

Zhulong looked at the sunset outside the window and stood up wisely.

"Your master will hand you over to me, I will definitely-" Zhulong was unwilling to give in and wanted to go back to say something, but was stopped by Chuanwu.

"Master, I know everything you said. I will never cause you any trouble in the future. Just pretend that I don't exist and don't worry about me."

Chuanwu politely sent Zhulong to the door and smiled.

"Chuanwu, that's not what I meant..."

Zhulong still wanted to explain, but Chuanwu had already half-closed the door:

"Master, I want to rest. You should also go back and rest."

The stone door didn't close smoothly without any hesitation, and Zhulong was locked out.

This is a rare sunny day in Nanshan. The clear night sky is dotted with stars and the night breeze is gentle.

Manshu took the last gamble.

She didn't believe that her senior brother was such a ruthless and unjust person. After tonight, he would definitely be responsible for her.

Besides, maybe the poison in his body has already begun to take effect?Maybe he felt something was wrong and forced himself to push her away?
Manshu smiled sweetly, brought the cakes and was about to go in.

"Manshu."

Zhulong's voice startled Manshu, and the plate holding the pastries almost fell to the ground.

"Master, Master..."

Manshu felt guilty and hurriedly saluted Zhulong and turned around to go back.

"What are you serving?"

The night was getting longer, the weather was rare, and Zhulong couldn't sleep.

"Haha...just ordinary pastries."

Manshu forced a smile, fearing that the pastry would be cut off halfway.

"Why are you running away? I don't eat these things." Zhulong glanced disdainfully at the pastries carefully arranged on the plate and raised his eyebrows:

"For Cang Zhu?"

"……Um."

Manshu has always been a bold person. She just likes Cangzhu, so she should admit it openly.

"...Well, you are worthy of being my disciple."

Zhulong left this incomprehensible sentence, and Manshu was confused.

Is Master exaggerating about Senior Brother?Or are you mocking her?
Zhulong didn't explain, he just waved his hand:
"go quickly."

Manshu went in, and Zhulong leaned against the stone pillar in a daze.

Cang Zhu and his fellow Liuxu Mysterious Snakes, in order to gain absolute supremacy in the wilderness, they did not hesitate to exchange the love of the entire clan with Nuwa.

They can only fall in love with the one person destined for Daewoo in their life. If they love right, everyone will be happy, if they love wrong, they will be wiped out.

Otherwise, why hasn't Cang Zhu dared to get emotional easily for so many years?

Otherwise, why would Zhulong be willing to push Chuanwu to Cangzhu?

Is Chuanwu his destined wife...

Zhulong was in a state of confusion.

In any case, he had no reason to break them up.

Yes, he wished them a happy marriage.

Manshu happily came to deliver cakes, while Cangzhu was turning over the files about Dongshan Realm.

"Manshu, you came at the right time. Do you still remember that after the Cangming naval battle, the old Lord God of Cangming wanted to abdicate, but why did he give up in the end?"

Cang Zhu devoted all her heart and soul to the file.

Both Master and Chuanwu told him in detail about their experiences in Dongshan Realm. The Xuanji riot was definitely not a spur of the moment.

"In Cangming, only those who are brave and resourceful come to power. After the naval battle, almost all the Cangming warriors died, leaving no successors."

Manshu was focused on the plate of pastries and only gave rough answers to Cangzhu's questions.

"The sea area of ​​​​Cangming is vast. If you control Cangming, you can almost surround the entire four realms... I suspect that Xuanji is colluding with the wind demon, and I am afraid that he has betrayed the old Lord Cangming."

"No way, that's his father." Manshu questioned.

"There is a popular saying in the world, 'a father is kind and a son is filial'. A kind father means a son is filial. Old Lord Cangming has always disliked his younger son. It is very possible for Xuanji to rebel."

"But hasn't he been imprisoned at the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years?"

"According to Master and Chuanwu's description, Xuanji probably secretly learned the forbidden technique to make himself look like that terrifying. Forbidden technique confuses people's minds, so Xuanji is so frantic that he wants to kill the master."

Cang Zhu's analysis was very clear, and the facts were exactly as Cang Zhu expected.

"Master─"

Early in the morning Chuanwu excitedly knocked on Cangzhu's door, but no one answered.

"Master─I'm here to see you off."

Chuan Wu called out again, but there was still no response.

"Your master left last night."

Manshu said impatiently while tying his clothes and coming out of Cangzhu House.