The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Murong Chuan's impassioned speech not only stunned Qi Ling of Ziji Hall, but Liu Yan also fell silent.

Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by the beauty pass, but who knows the pain in the beauty's heart.

They didn't do harm to nature, but things that do harm to nature and reason are often attributed to them.

The skittish people are the most despised, but there are some constitutions that they are born with, and they can control themselves but cannot completely contain them.

Life is full of accidents, if they are not in order, they will empathize with each other.

What's more, it is the inherent nature of the human race to like the new and dislike the old, and to empathize with others. Why should beauties who attract people's attention have to bear more infamy.

Murong Chuan couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it, he just wanted to be happy in his heart.

The future is too far away, he can't deny the present lover, the lover who gave almost everything for him, just because of the future that hasn't happened yet.

"Hehe, I've lived tens of thousands of years in vain, and I was educated by a bastard today."

Liu Yan rubbed her teary eyes, not knowing which words Murong Chuan said pierced her heart.

She resolutely looked at the Artifact Spirit of the Ziji Palace, and said in grief and indignation: "It is true that I am a demon fox, and it is true that I have a strange bloodline and physique, but I guard myself like a jade for you.

In order to please you, I gave my true blood and asked Lu Bai, a ghostly genius, to help me improve my exercises.

In order to make you pay attention to me, I tried my best to practice the charm technique, and even merged the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art with my bloodline, creating a strange bloodline, but I never let you down.

But what did you do to me!
There are countless women around you, and when you are happy with you, you are alone in the empty room every day.

Even if you are moody, even if my blood is extremely lewd, I still abide by women's morals, looking forward to your coming day and night.

But because of your spiritual practice, you peeked into a fragment of time, and you realized that I would cheat in the future, so you directly ignored me.

If you had one-tenth of him, I wouldn't be in this situation, and I wouldn't count tens of thousands of years! "

Liu Yan pointed at Murong Chuan to complain, and revealed another little-known secret.

"Fuck, isn't your EQ quite high, why are you talking about Zidi's scandal in front of me.

If this old thing goes crazy, none of us can stop it. "

With a dark face, Murong Chuan complained wantonly in his heart, wishing he could kick the silly girl beside him to death, but Ziji Palace Qi Ling said to Murong Chuan as if he didn't hear it:

"Do what you should do. The invasion of the Buried Emperor Star is getting stronger and stronger. Once the shield is completely restored, none of you will be able to leave."

"what?"

Murong Chuan was a little stunned, the old lady Liuyan accused her by name, but the spirit of Ziji Hall was indifferent, what is the situation.

"Zi Mingyuan, answer me!"

Liu Yan was persistent and even wanted to step forward, but Murong Chuan stopped him and said:
"Senior, senior, calm down, calm down. He's just a tool spirit, so he can't answer you.

Besides, the Purple Emperor is arrogant and will never let you get distracted by too many inside stories. You are really looking for the wrong person to settle accounts with him. "

At this point, Murong Chuan finally understood why Liu Yan wanted to become an emperor and enter the fairy world.

This is not a story about a foolish man complaining about a woman, but a revenge of a deep boudoir.

"My lord Zidi, all you say is just to tell me that she is a variable and must be eliminated.

I can also tell you clearly that I don't care if Liuyan lives or dies, but Liuying must not die.

If you can't separate it, then I'm sorry.

You have said that time is running out, it is better to recognize the Lord as soon as possible and let us go. "

Murong Chuan straightened his clothes and looked at the Artifact Spirit of Ziji Hall in leisure time, the previous flattery was swept away.

Flattery and shamelessness are just weapons, weapons used to gain benefits and avoid danger.

Since their previous conflicts were irreconcilable, there was no need for Murong Chuan to flatter them.

"As I said, no one can leave until the variables are eliminated."

The spirit of the Ziji Temple weapon is still cold, as if he doesn't need to distinguish right from wrong, and doesn't need to care about whether the reason is justified, as long as it doesn't comply with the rules, he will be rejected.

"Why bother, here are your descendants and your master, there is no need for everyone to be so stiff."

Murong Chuan teased with a smile, but Qi Ling of Ziji Hall shook his head slowly, the meaning was already very obvious.

"Give it up, it's true that he is a weapon spirit, but there is still a ray of distraction from Zi Mingyuan.

There is no doubt that Zi Mingyuan is arrogant, as long as he makes a decision, he will never change it.

He was right, kill me.

Kill me now, and Liuying can still live perfectly in your heart.

After her blood can't be restrained and her flirtatious behavior betrays you, Liuying will be in more pain than now. "

Liu Yan sighed softly, while Murong Chuan sucked his teeth in pain.

Murong Chuan was completely furious. He was already worried that Liuying would not be satisfied with him, which would cause her to be dissatisfied and cheat on her.

It's all right now, Liuying's ancestors all agree that she will cheat, this is just adding salt to the wound.

No matter how confident Murong Chuan is, it's inevitable that his heart is pounding at this moment, and he can't help but imagine how he will react if Liuying cheats on him.

After thinking about it, Murong Chuan became angry, and when he was angry, he was not afraid of anything.

"Damn, are you sick! Are you ancestors, or are you a curse!
That idiot, cursed my wife for cheating, and you, the ancestor, also cursed your great-grandson for cheating!

What the hell, I provoked someone, just wanted to protect the woman I love, you guys prophesied on the left and cursed on the right, you are sure that my wife is cheating.

Are you idle and have nothing to do, or are you deliberately demeaning my wife? Believe it or not, I will work hard with you! "

The enraged Murong Chuan was still very intimidating, and the Ziji Temple spirit remained indifferent, Liu Yan tilted his head slightly and sighed:
"I'm too extreme, I still can't master the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art, so I just utilitarianly transform it according to my bloodline.

The Heaven Swallowing Devil Art is too terrifying, it can maximize a woman's desire, and no woman can bear it.

I'm not going to curse her, but I want to tell you that if you really love her, you must be prepared to love everything about her. "

Well, Liu Yan not only sprinkled salt, but also kicked the wound a few times.

From now on, Murong Chuan's old blood will be choked in his chest, wishing he could slap Zidi and Liu Yan all over his face.

It's just these two shameless and shameless guys, it's okay to harm each other, but they even harm future generations.

Thinking about it now, his cheap master is still of noble character.

"Huh? That's not right, Liu Yan and my master have known each other for a long time, and it's the exercises he helped Liu Yan reform.

This grandson is the worst thing. If he hadn't stepped in, he wouldn't have developed into what he is now.

This group of old clubs, there is no good thing, they should be pulled out and shot for 5 minutes! "

Murong Chuan complained wantonly from the bottom of his heart, and then he felt distressed about the current situation.

No matter what the future holds for Liu Ying, Murong Chuan is unlikely to kill him.But if he doesn't kill the killer, the Ziji Palace Artifact Spirit won't let him go.

Is there any way to ensure the safety of Liuying and let the spirit of Ziji Palace let go?

Murong Chuan scanned his surroundings, thinking of various ways in his mind.

Gray curtain, Huangquan, Liuyan, Zhou Chuchu, how can we break the deadlock?