"If you dare to laugh...if you...beat you!"

By the big wild forest, the black cloud finally jumped out of Helya's arms. The revived fog spirit looked embarrassed and fell lightly on the stone platform, baring at the pomegranate that was smiling.

Xiaoshan Monster waved his claws with a serious look on his face.

But after a few breaths, it burst into laughter.

"Bad Black Cloud, you have today, hahahahahaha, I'm so funny."

"Meow!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Okay, you two!"

Jiang Xia stepped forward and separated the two monsters who were fighting together. The two guys grew up together since childhood. When Heiyun was injured, Pomegranate's nervousness could not be fake.

They are true friends.

When they met, they fought like real bad friends, but Boss Jiang still had some serious things to do. He glanced at the Queen Yunshui who was holding the game console behind him and following him.

He turned around and rubbed his chin and said to the black cat lying on the stone platform:

"Your brother Yun Xiaoliu, you should have told you about the agreement between me and your Lingquan Wu Jing clan? It just so happened that your mother is here, so let's talk about this.

Do you two think this is done?"

"no problem."

The big monster, Yunshui, got something fun and saw his son recovering. He was in a good mood and was very easy-going, so he replied casually.

In fact, she had no idea what Lao Jiang and the little mist spirits agreed.

Moreover, the Queen Yunshui has been sleeping soundly in Yandang Pool for many years. The Lingquan Fog Spirit Clan is basically in charge of Heiyun, the "Crown Prince".

The black mist spirit glanced at his unreliable mother helplessly and sighed in a very humane way.

Speaking of which, a cat showed such an expression, it was really cute.

The girl's heart was a little flooded, and like Helya, she reached out to hold the Black Cloud Kitten in her arms, and said while stroking her:

"You are in charge, you can make the decision."

Black cloud thought for a few breaths, and under Lao Jiang's caress, he closed his eyes comfortably.

It says:

"Our fog spirits are strange and absurd, but they can still distinguish between grudges.

You have indeed saved us this time, which is a great kindness. This monster must also be rewarded. The land near Lingquan can be reclaimed for you, and the Fog Spirit Clan is willing to protect your tribe.

But if you worship the big monsters, you have to talk to my mother."

"Nothing said, I agree."

The Queen Yunshui stared at the screen of the game console and used smoke to melt out four hands. While pressing the buttons, she also waved her hand and said:

"Your monks saved my son, so I will naturally have benefits for you. I just wait for your tribe to be built in my southern desert. I will protect you."

Speaking of this, the Queen Yunshui laughed with her hips, as if she had encountered a great good thing.

She said proudly:

"Since the group of people in Yandangchi spread the gossip of this monster everywhere, there was no tribe in the entire Damian forest, and they worshiped it to this monster. Now it's okay.

This monster has believers too!

At that time, the Heaven and Earth Festival will make your tribe more festive and gorgeous.

Give me a long face."

This is very familiar word. He heard that the black cloud in Jiang Xia's arms covered his face with his claws in despair. His big monster mother was still as unreliable as before.

Although I have lived for more than 500 years, my temperament is still so casual, which is really a headache and helpless.

“This is nature.”

Jiang Xia didn't care at all. He bowed to the Queen Moon Shui and said:

"The next year's sacrifices will make the fourth brother and the others generous and give the empress a good reputation! Then, Yu Yandangchi will build a beautiful temple for the empress to make the gossip envious."

"Well, that's what it takes!"

The Queen Yunshui, who is very famous in the entire Southern Wilderness, had her eyes lit up now. She stared at Jiang Xia and said:

"You monk, you are very sensible, I like it!"

Jiang Xia smiled but said nothing.

Queen Yunshui is a famous troublemaker among the big monsters and often makes things happen in Yandangchi.

No one in the local area believes that she should be!

The tribe of Damanglin is very smart. Just the "good reputation" of the Queen Moon Shui, if you dare to worship it today, you will be destroyed by other tribes tomorrow.

But Lao Jiang is not afraid.

All he wanted was the blessing of the monsters, and used this name to give Kunlunfang some fame, and sold the quota for blessings for sacrifices every year as a commodity.

For low-level monks, the blessing of a great spirit cultivator is still very valuable. Although it can only last for more than half a year, it is available every year, and it is also a good way to make money.

He was still afraid that this practice would attract dissatisfaction with traditional monsters.

But looking at the discomfortable personality of the Queen Yunshui in front of her, she must not care.

It is an excellent "partner".

Heiyun jumped out of Jiang Xia's arms, walked to a group of chattering little fog spirits next to him. The fog spirits were very happy to see their elder brother recovering.

These little monsters are really born optimistic.

He had just escaped from the torture of evil cultivators and had just escaped from the murderous disaster, and the tribe suffered heavy casualties, but now he became as noisy as before.

Don't they feel sad?

He is really born with a lack of heart.

No wonder this Queen Yunshui has become a big monster, but she is still so unreliable.

"Empress, I just heard you talk about the Queen Lishui. I have never heard of this big monster's name in Nanhuang. Has something happened to her?"

Seeing that the Queen Yunshui was immersed in the fight against the wolf, Jiang Xia withdrew her gaze from the little mist spirit and asked calmly.

"Ah, Lishui, she has long been dead."

The Queen Yunshui stared at the screen, transformed into four hands, and grabbed the rocker with her hand in a hurry.

He replied casually:

“I died five hundred years ago.

At that time, this monster was just a little mist spirit hang out in Yandangchi. Don’t say you don’t know her, now there are not many monsters in Yandangchi who know her."

"Well, your name, Lishui, means that she is very powerful?"

Lao Jiang asked again.

"sharp?"

Empress Yunshui snorted and said casually:

"Li Shui is not powerful enough to describe her. She is an idol-like figure in my heart. She controls the flow of heaven and earth, and is majestic and domineering. I will ask you, a monk.

It is said that our geniuses are born with heaven and nurture, which is transformed by the principles of the great way of nature. It also follows the laws of heaven and earth. All the geniuses in the world can be classified into the principles of the five elements.

Asarin possessed Mu Xing's spiritual power.

The two great gods, Changshan and Jingmo, are the earth movements and fire movements.

The metal of Gengxin is inconsistent with my Nanhuang spiritual energy. There is no big monster of the metal walking monster here, but everyone knows that there is water flow in the Nanhuang Great Lakes... You are not curious, why is there no fairy spirit in Yandang Pool?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xia narrowed her eyes.

He said:

"According to the empress, this Lishui Queen is the former water fairy spirit?"

"Um."

The fog nodded vigorously, with a gossip-like expression on his face, and then turned his cloud fog into a magic carpet to hang, and turned into a little girl with red lips and white teeth. She looked a little similar to Gu Miao.

She lowered her voice, as if she was telling a ghost story, and whispered to Lao Jiang in a mysterious way:

"Five hundred years ago, Aunt Lishui not only stood on par with the two great gods Changshan and Jingmo, but there was even legend that she had the spirit of entering the realm of the Holy Spirit.

But unfortunately, with the eldest lady and the two great gods, you human monks, went to the Western Land to attack the extraterritorial demons.

After going there, Lishui no longer had any news.

There are very few weirdos who know this, but since then, Yandangchi has taboos to talk nonsense, so few people talk about this matter.

After all, more than five hundred years have passed.

If I had not received some spiritual favor from Aunt Lishui when I was young, I would have met the blood witchcraft handed down by this Aunt Lishui today, and the descendants of the last tribe who believed in Aunt Lishui.
To be continued...