When the fire broke out in Shangshan Street, the imperial capital, Ye Ningshuang was following Sun Degan in the courtyard to learn how to pickle sugar garlic.

Sun Degan is indeed different from the past. Not only can he hold banquets, but he has also learned a lot of local side dishes in order to pursue quality of life.

Ye Ningshuang was interested in cooking for some reason, and was extremely serious about holding paper and pen and recording every step of Sun Degan pickling candy garlic. Seeing her frowning, she seemed to think these steps were a bit complicated.

Sun Degan poured the prepared sweet and sour sauce into the pickle jar, then stood up straight and hammered it. When he was about to tell Ye Ningshuang some precautions, he felt that it was a little bright outside the window.

Although it was not the third day of the morning, it was not far away. It was the darkest night in the imperial capital. There was a red light outside the window, which made Sun Degan walk out of the hall in confusion and find that there seemed to be burning clouds in the distance.

There are naturally no fires burning clouds above a red sky, but just a strange scenery created by the fire on Shangshan Street.

Sun Degan's face darkened and said, "Something happened."

Ye Ningshuang, who was following Sun Degan, heard these three words and broke free from the steps of pickling sugar garlic. She said with some concern: "It's okay for Lin Fan to be at the Shoutian Temple."

At this time, Zhou Liuhuo's voice came from behind her, and Zhou Liuhuo said: "Is it finally started?"

Monk Zhenjian answered extremely responsibly: "Yes, brother."

Ye Ningshuang turned his head to look at Zhou Liuhuo. Zhou Liuhuo knew what Ye Ningshuang wanted to say just by looking at her eyes. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, you'll stay at home."

After talking, Zhou Liuhuo and Sun Degan walked towards Shangshan Street where the fire was soaring into the sky.

Ye Ningshuang looked at the backs of the two, and always felt a little worried.

Sun Degan patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry. You haven't seen these people's abilities before."

Ye Ningshuang felt a little relieved and asked, "Elder Sun, what's the poison in your body?"

Sun Degan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It has not been eradicated yet, but the frequency of poisoning has been getting less and less recently. I guess it shouldn't be far away."

Ye Ningshuang nodded slightly and said, "That's good."

Then Ye Ningshuang continued to look at the fiery sky, thinking that Lin Fan didn't know what he was doing now, and he was always a little nervous.

Time flies away in this trepidation minute by minute. Sun Degan and Ye Ningshuang are naturally beautiful. They continue to study how to pickle pickles. They sit in the hall drinking tea, drinking cup after cup until they get a little bitter. Their expressions suddenly change.

A powerful spiritual consciousness appeared in the courtyard.

With Sun Degan's cultivation level of Ye Ningshuang, I don't know how strong this spiritual consciousness is, but I can feel that the gap between them is like a difference.

Ye Ningshuang raised her eyebrows and said, "Little White Dragon?"

Sun Degan immediately felt cold all over his body.

Xiao Bailong is a demon. Although he is the brother of Zhou Liuhuo and others, this has nothing to do with him and Ye Ningshuang.

In addition, the rumors that Xiao Bailong has always been a cruel monster who never blinks his eyes, which makes him even more nervous, fearing that Bailong, who is not very awake at this time, might have wiped him and Ye Ningshuang out of here, and he may not be able to find a place to reason after his death.

After Ye Ningshuang spoke, the powerful spiritual consciousness did not answer, but instead shivered.

It smelled the smell of the ancient dragon clan on Ye Ningshuang. This smell made him instinctively afraid. He felt extremely dangerous, so he dared to act rashly.

Sun Degan took a deep breath and said, "You are Zhou Liuhuo's brother, we are your sixth brother's friends. For your sixth brother, you entered the Shoutian Temple and received a magical medicine, so that you can wake up. If you want to hear the whole story, please give me more time."

While Sun Degan was talking, Ye Ningshuang had already walked out of the hall and came to the well in a few steps. She reached out and grabbed a white dragon like a python, and then said, "He is quite cute."

Xiao Bailong rolled his eyes and suddenly felt that the feeling of being held in the palm of his hand was pretty good.

Sun Degan, who followed closely, was immediately shocked and couldn't say a word. Ye Ningshuang asked amiably: "How old are you?"

After hearing this question, the little white dragon felt a little vomiting of blood for three liters, but he subconsciously raised the dragon's head and looked at the fiery red sky, feeling that the temperature of the fire made it irritable.

So, it spitted a mouthful of phlegm.

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Lin Fan hurried to the foot of the mountain while the night was dark, but Zhen Wuzi was waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Lin Fan knew that Zhen Wuzi didn't want him to go to Shangshan Street or to the gate of the imperial city, but he still said firmly: "You always have to help."

Zhen Wuzi shook his head and said, "If you don't go to the imperial city tonight, I won't care wherever you go."

Lin Fan frowned and said, "Let the half-demon go around, is this what Shoutianguan should do?"

Zhen Wuzi shook his head and said, "It's not the case. The half-demon is naturally a public enemy of the human race and will inevitably die. But before the real monster appears, we all need some patience."

Lin Fan didn't know how to answer.

Zhen Wuzi said: "Why take this opportunity to go to the three major sects and have a walk?"

Lin Fan covered his forehead and finally understood that Zhou Liuhuo seemed to have told Zhen Wuzi his whimsical plan, and Zhen Wuzi was the powerful urginger around Lin Fan.

But Lin Fan was really not in the mood to go to the three major sects to see the scenery, and he was not in the mood to see the secret scriptures. He said, "Then I'll go home."

Zhen Wuzi nodded, but his face changed in an instant, and he immediately looked up and looked towards the direction of Lane Thirteen.

Seeing Zhen Wuzi's strange behavior, Lin Fan raised his head to look, but his mouth couldn't help but grow up.

The little white dragon spat a mouthful of phlegm at the source of the annoying flame, but it didn't feel anything, but directly let Ye Ningshuang sit on the ground.

A huge stream of water sprayed out from the palm-sized dragon's mouth, but after rising to mid-air, it instantly turned into a stormy wave.

There are waves in the sky of the imperial capital now!

An indescribable sense of shock filled people's body and mind. The originally hot imperial capital suddenly cooled down. With this wave coming, fog suddenly rose on Shangshan Street.

It seemed as if endless sea water was splashing down, and under the background of the sky after the starlight was restored, it turned into silver curtains to completely cover the flames.

The hissing sound was endless in an instant, and the sea water from the sky put out all the flames of Shangshan Street, without a trace of suspense or a trace of obstacle.

The half demon who fought with fire was instantly drenched in the air. Without the special environment created by flames, their special methods became like a waste of money.

Zhoutian Pavilion was ambushed, and the people who were attacked were also splashed with sea water, but it made them instantly awake. When they looked at the half demon again, there was no trace of embarrassment just now, Zhoutian Pavilion's counterattack immediately began.

At the same time, Zhou Liuhuo and Monk Zhenjian, who had not yet arrived in Shangshan Street, met three acquaintances.

These three acquaintances come from three major corporations.

They came to intercept Zhou Liuhuo and wanted to kill Zhou Liuhuo by the way. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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