1523: C1523 Spring God Bi Yao

C1523 Spring God Bi Yao

In the center of Spring City, there was a towering tree.

This tree was probably the most ancient tree in the entire Heaven Realm. It had existed since the Spring God ascended to the throne, and more than 500,000 years had passed since then.

Ordinary trees naturally wouldn't be able to live for such a long time, but don't forget that this was where Spring God lived.

Because of its ancient nature, this tree also had a name that belonged to it, and it was called the Spring Divine Tree.

At the top of the Spring Divine Tree, lush branches and leaves extended outwards, causing this place to be covered in a layer of gloominess.

Biyao sat under the lush branches and leaves. The sunlight in the sky passed through the gaps between the branches and sprinkled on her face, making it appear exceptionally mottled.

In the distant sky, a red cloud suddenly rose up, causing Spring God to look over.

Her body could not help but tremble. The sculpture in her hand immediately fell to the ground.

"It's his aura? How is this possible?" Spring God jumped up from the bench as if he had been electrocuted. A pair of green wings extended from his back as he flew towards the place where the red clouds had risen.

In the lush forest, Yang Xuan slapped the mysterious woman's butt twice. The mysterious woman struggled and the hat on her head fell off, revealing a delicate face.

When Yang Xuan saw the face in front of him, he felt a bang in his head, and the entire world turned blank.

What a perfect face it was. It had a pair of starry eyes, a pretty nose, bright red lips, and smooth long hair. The ends of the hair were hidden in the black robe.

There were a few teardrops at the corner of her eyes, but it did not affect her appearance. Instead, it seemed like there was a crystal clear gemstone on the most beautiful piece of art in the world.

Seeing Yang Xuan staring at her, the girl's face turned red instead. She shouted angrily at Yang Xuan, "What are you looking at?"

Only then did Yang Xuan wake up. The anger in his heart dissipated a lot, but he showed a mischievous smile and raised his hand to say, "You still dare to be stubborn?"

"You!" The woman immediately became angry, but her body still couldn't help but stiffen. But after waiting for a long time, her palm still did not land.

She then carefully raised her head, only to see Yang Xuan's mischievous smile. His already red face instantly turned red.

"Is it over?" The girl turned around and got off of Yang Xuan's body. She stared at Yang Xuan angrily and looked like she was gnashing her teeth in anger.

As the girl spoke, she stretched out her hand and rubbed her butt that was hit twice by Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan had shown no mercy when he attacked just now. If she were to remove her clothes now, she would certainly see a few red palm prints on her butt.

The girl's movement was so ambiguous that even Yang Xuan touched his nose awkwardly.

However, in the eyes of the girl, his action seemed even more vulgar. The woman's face suddenly turned red, and she looked at Yang Xuan with murderous eyes.

Yang Xuan immediately reacted, and quickly put down his palm. The woman in front of him had put on the black robe's hat again, but from the way her chest rose and fell, it could be seen that she was extremely angry.

The woman turned around and was about to leave, but was pulled by Yang Xuan's arm.

"What do you want to do?" The girl turned around, and her body couldn't help but tremble. However, she still shouted angrily at Yang Xuan. Looking at the girl who was pretending to be calm, although her face couldn't be seen, Yang Xuan could also imagine the expression on the girl's face, and he immediately felt a warmth in his heart.

However, he quickly regained his composure and said calmly, "I won. So, shouldn't you return the Phoenix Feather to me?"

"What?" The woman's voice suddenly increased by eight degrees, as if she was very surprised. She asked, "So you chased me because of this?"

"That's right, what else?" Yang Xuan seemed to be a little strange, and asked in a puzzled manner.

"You!" The woman suddenly turned around and pointed her finger at Yang Xuan, her body trembling.

However, Yang Xuan still looked confused. Seeing Yang Xuan's appearance, the woman suddenly put her hand into the black robe, took out a golden feather and threw it at Yang Xuan.

The golden feather fluttered in the air. Yang Xuan quickly held it in his hand. By the time he realized what was happening, the black robe girl had already disappeared.

"What is this woman thinking?" Yang Xuan scratched his head in confusion and muttered to himself in a strange manner, "She doesn't think that after I touched her twice, I will marry her, right?"2

At this moment, a green light in the sky approached quickly and caught Yang Xuan's attention.

"Qingcheng?" Yang Xuan almost subconsciously felt guilty. The power in the green light was too familiar to him. But he quickly shook his head because the green light was not Yuh Qingcheng. The energy contained in the green light was too strong, much stronger than Yu Qingcheng's. Moreover, Yu Qingcheng should not have appeared here in the first place.

At this moment, the green light had already landed on the ground. When the green light dissipated, a woman with green skin all over her body appeared in front of Yang Xuan. The expression on her face was very complicated.

"Hello?" Yang Xuan looked at the woman in front of him nervously and asked tentatively. In fact, he had already recognized who the girl in front of him was. However, something awkward had happened between him and the girl. Therefore, Yang Xuan didn't know how to deal with it.

"You... Are you Yang Xuan?" Biyao's voice trembled as she looked at the familiar face in front of her. She asked nervously.

Although Yang Xuan looked puzzled, he still nodded slightly and replied with a question, "May I ask if you are the Spring God?"

"His Highness is not worthy. You can just call me Biyao." The Spring God sandalwood opened its mouth slightly and its voice was as pleasant as a song.

Yang Xuan looked at Biyao and recalled the ambiguous scene between him and Biyao before he went to Spirit Country's Priest's Hall. His eyes kept dodging and he said guiltily, "Hello, Your Highness Biyao."

"Puchi." Seeing Yang Xuan's more nervous than her, Biyao finally realized that the person she was facing was not the Luo Ga who frightened the entire Heaven Realm. Instead, she was facing a puny cultivator who had just entered the Heaven Realm and wasn't even an Immortal.

Her nervousness immediately dissipated. She said to Yang Xuan, "You don't have to be nervous. It was just a misunderstanding. I don't blame you."

"Hehe... Hehehe... I wonder why Her Highness Biyao would know that I am here. Why are you looking for me?" Yang Xuan laughed dryly and changed the topic.

Biyao then remembered her purpose of coming here. She said to Yang Xuan, "Of course. I'm looking for you because there are two little girls waiting for you. If you have time, can you come with me to see them?"

Biyao's words startled Yang Xuan. He looked at Biyao in disbelief. He already had an answer in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

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