Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

Chapter 227: First Meeting with Kunpeng Divine Lord

Luo Ying took advantage of the moment when Ao Linghao lost consciousness and quickly took advantage of the opportunity to escape. Ao Linghao regained consciousness instantly, with a fierce look in his eyes. He hurriedly called the attendant beside him, with unquestionable majesty in his voice: "Go, follow her quickly and see where she goes. Don't lose her! If you lose her, I will kill you."

The attendant was trembling with fear, and replied respectfully and fearfully with a trembling voice: "I obey your command!"

Luo Ying stepped into the deep sea and headed towards the Youdu Mountain where the legendary Kunpeng God lived. As he went deeper, a majestic and magnificent palace gradually came into view. The palace was surrounded by a faint divine light. The outline of the palace shone brightly in the dark seabed, exuding an elegant and tranquil atmosphere, as if it was a fairyland isolated from the world, which made people feel awe.

Luo Ying couldn't help but stop and stare, deeply attracted by the magnificent scene before her. When she stood in front of the majestic gate of the palace, she couldn't help but hesitate: "What identity should I use to get him to see me? A mermaid princess? What can a mermaid princess ask him for?"

Just as she was hesitating, the warning given by Lord Cangmo suddenly came to her mind: "Never let him know that you are Yingluo." Luo Ying frowned slightly, but then a gleam of enlightenment flashed in her eyes.

Luo Ying suddenly had an idea. She thought, "Since he knows Ying Luo, he must be an old acquaintance of Master. They should have some friendship!"

Thinking of this, Luo Ying knocked lightly on the heavy wooden door of the majestic palace. The palace door opened in response, and a servant poked his head out, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "What do you want?"

Luo Ying clasped her hands together and bowed, her manner revealing the nobility and humility that only a princess can have. She said politely, "I am a princess of the mermaid tribe. I have been entrusted by the Heavenly Lord Cangmo to bring a message to the Lord Kunpeng."

When the attendant heard that it was Lord Cangmo who sent someone, he immediately stood in awe and did not dare to be negligent. He hurried in to report.

After a short wait, Luo Ying was respectfully led into the hall.

Luo Ying walked into the hall. Kunpeng God sat majestically and elegantly on the throne of the palace. He closed his eyes and rested, exuding a cold aura. He had an extraordinary and handsome appearance, three-dimensional facial features, and every contour seemed to have been carefully carved, revealing an indescribable charm. His long hair was carefully tied behind his head, black as ink, flowing to his waist, flowing like a waterfall, revealing an extraordinary and otherworldly fairy spirit.

He was wearing a fairy robe that was interwoven with white and dark gray-blue. The hem of the robe fluttered gently, like a rolling cloud. The texture of the fairy robe was delicate and smooth, and the close-fitting design of the fairy robe perfectly outlined his strong muscle lines. The perfect body curve wrapped in the fairy robe made his posture more upright, and he looked particularly sexy and seductive. The masculine aura he exuded was both masculine and charming, and that deep and strong temperament was as attractive as a magnetic field.

Luo Ying's heart was beating violently in her chest, as if being pulled tightly by an invisible string. Her throat also tightened, as if being strangled by an invisible force. She swallowed her saliva involuntarily. She was amazed in her heart: "There is such a top-notch man in this deep sea. Lord Cangmo is already the best of the best in the heavens. This guy is even better than him!"

Kunpeng Divine Lord's brows moved slightly, his eyes were still closed, but his calm and majestic temperament attracted Luo Ying's attention like a magnet. He spoke slowly, his voice was like a spring flowing under a glacier, cold and magnetic: "What did Cangmo Divine Lord ask you to say?"

Hearing his question, Luo Ying quickly came back to his senses, put his hands together, bowed slightly, and spoke respectfully but politely: "Lord Cangmo asked me to ask you for something."

When Kunpeng heard Luo Ying's voice, his heart trembled. An indescribable sense of familiarity surged into his heart. The familiar voice evoked a long-buried memory in his heart. He couldn't help but wonder inwardly: "How could it be so similar to her voice?"

Kunpeng Divine Lord couldn't suppress the throbbing in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Luo Ying. His eyes were involuntarily attracted by Luo Ying. The two people's eyes met in the air. The familiar eyes were as deep as a brand, as if they had traveled through time and space, making his heart beat faster and faster like a drum. In a panic, he hurriedly closed his eyes, trying to suppress the fluctuations in his heart, trying to calm himself down.

Indescribable emotions were churning in his heart, and he was secretly wondering: "How can there be such a similar voice and such a similar face? Even the eyes are exactly the same. But it can't be her. How can she be a mermaid?"

Kunpeng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then asked in a cold tone, "What did he ask you to do?"

Luo Ying replied politely: "The artifact from the meteorite of Pangu, the god of war."

When Kunpeng heard the word "divine weapon", he opened his eyes. His gaze was like ice, without a trace of warmth. He asked coldly, "Why should I give it to him?"

Luo Ying's tone revealed deep anxiety. She said hurriedly, "The Devil is about to reappear in the world. The War God's host body and the Heart of Flame are in place. All that's left is to collect the ten great artifacts and refine the Sky-Splitting Sword to revive the War God."

Kunpeng Divine Lord snorted contemptuously, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice revealed a bit of disdain. He said indifferently: "This is their heavenly business, what does it have to do with me?"

Luo Ying's face was full of confusion. She asked puzzledly, "Why is it none of your business? Aren't you guarding the artifact to revive the God of War?"

Kunpeng Divine Lord's eyes were cold, and his tone was as cold as ice, keeping people at a distance: "They are them, and I am me."

Luo Ying was so angry at his words that his face turned pale and blue, and he muttered to himself: "Lord Cangmo is right. This guy is really even more indifferent than him. He is unyielding."

But Luo Ying did not give up. She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, put on a flattering smile, and approached Kunpeng Divine Lord, trying to persuade him: "Isn't it your duty as a God to protect the people of the world? Only by resurrecting the God of War can you protect the people of the world!"

Kunpeng God raised his head, stared at Luo Ying with a sharp gaze, and said in a firm and powerful voice: "It is the business of other gods to protect the people of the world. What does it have to do with me? My priority is to wait for the real master to come back."

Luo Ying was shocked by his gaze. She looked at him in surprise and asked, "The real owner of the artifact is the God of War. If you don't hand over this artifact, how can the God of War return?"

Kunpeng Divine Lord was silent for a moment, too lazy to explain to her, and finally said coldly: "It's useless to say more, just go!"

After hearing his unquestionable order to expel her, Luo Ying felt extremely anxious. She quickly weighed the pros and cons and thought to herself, "There is no other way. I can only use the beauty trap."

Luo Ying climbed onto Kunpeng Divine Lord’s body at lightning speed, her hands wrapped around his neck like vines, her figure soft and charming, tightly pressed against his broad chest. Her eyes were full of affection, her voice was so sweet that it seemed to melt ice and snow, and she said delicately: “Divine Lord, you are so handsome, why are you so cold?”

Kunpeng's heartbeat accelerated at her intimate action. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the surging impulse in his heart. He firmly pried open Luo Ying's hands that were wrapped around his neck, and then pushed her away, causing her to fall to the ground. His eyes were as cold as ice, and he said in a resolute and cold tone: "Get out! Don't try this on me."

Luo Ying thought of the charm technique taught by Xiang Yuandai. She opened her red lips slightly, her voice was as soft as silk, with a bit of coquettishness, and her movements were extremely gentle. She delicately placed her hands beside her face, slightly turned sideways, lowered her eyes, and a seductive luster flowed. She whispered softly and delicately, "Brother Shenjun, don't be so fierce to me! It will scare my little heart!"

Kunpeng Divine Lord was shocked by Luo Ying's sudden charming gesture, and an indescribable confusion surged in his heart. His eyes widened in anger, trying to maintain his dignity, but he could not hide his inner turmoil. He shouted angrily: "A demon is a demon, don't use your demonic charm on me, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Seeing that Kunpeng God was so cold and ruthless, Luo Ying was extremely anxious. She knew that it was a critical moment and she had to use her last trump card. If she couldn't turn the tide, she would be thrown out by him. This thought flashed through her mind like lightning. She immediately cheered up, stood up quickly, and approached Kunpeng God's face without hesitation. The distance between the two was so close that they could feel each other's heartbeat and each other's warm breath.

Faced with this sudden approach, Lord Kunpeng's heart tightened and he held his breath involuntarily, fearing that the slightest movement would break this delicate balance.

Luo Ying stared at his eyes with extremely charming eyes, attracting his gaze, as if he could see directly into his heart, and then gently lifted his chin with his index finger, and then gently stroked his finger along his brow bone to his nose bridge and then to his lips, and then slowly moved closer to his ear, blowing his earlobe with warm breath, and then said in his ear with a magnetic voice: "Brother Shenjun, it’s really a different feeling to admire you from such a close distance!"

Kunpeng Divine Lord was completely shocked, his heart was restless and surging, the shock swept through his heart like a tsunami. He could hardly believe that at such a close distance, he could actually feel the long-lost familiar breath that had haunted him for tens of millions of years, and the pair of eyes that were deeply imprinted in the depths of his heart.

His hand involuntarily raised, eager to embrace the long-lost figure. However, when he touched the cold scales on Luo Ying's body, a chill instantly penetrated his palm, waking him up from his crazy thoughts. He suddenly retracted his hand, gathered a powerful force in his palm, and struck out fiercely.

Luo Ying felt an irresistible force piercing through her body. She was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, staining her clothes red and deeply hurting Kunpeng God's heart.

Deep pain flowed in Luo Ying's eyes. That pain was exactly the same as the look in Kunpeng's memory ten million years ago. They overlapped, as if time had frozen at this moment. Kunpeng's heart was gripped by this sudden resonance. The pain was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and each arrow pierced his heart directly. He instinctively wanted to reach out and pull her, but at the last moment, he forcibly suppressed the impulse, and the raised hand was forcibly pressed down by him. Kunpeng just looked at her silently, letting the pain surge in his heart.