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Su Xun and Yongan Wang reached a PY deal.

A picture of the throne, and a picture of faith.

Harmony is beneficial to both, each takes what he needs.

In the cooperation between the two, King Yongan was at a disadvantage. Who made Su Xun the son of god?

And although Su Xun bluntly said that mortals cannot live forever, he broke his idea of ​​longevity.

But King Yongan is not a fool, he can't live forever, there is always a way to prolong his life for a few more decades.

Taking a step back, there is a mysterious god child behind him, isn't he a fool if he doesn't hold his thigh tightly?

So he respected Su Xun very much, and even planned to go to the Temple of God Emperor to invite a statue to return to his residence.

It's getting too late, why don't the Son of God rest at the little prince's mansion tonight, and lead the Son of God into the palace tomorrow morning.

After discussing the business, King Yongan invited Su Xun to stay overnight.

Of course, the overnight stay here is not a simple one, everyone understands (*/ω＼*).

The most people in his palace are women. As long as Su Xun is willing, even the princess can be sent to the bed.

Men, you have to be tough on yourself.

If you want to wear a crown on your head, you must first warm up with a cuckold.

Thank you for your kindness, Lord, but I'll leave it alone. I'll take my leave.

When the voice fell, Su Xun turned into golden light and dissipated.

It really is an immortal.

Looking at the chair that Su Xun made just now, King Yongan muttered to himself.

After a while, he shouted, Someone, kill Liu Heihu!

If Su Xun was just a liar pretending to be a ghost, he would naturally not treat Liu Heihu.

But Su Xun is really the Son of God, so Liu Heihu, the guy who offended the Son of God, must die.

Poor Liu Heihu was still fantasizing about getting rid of Su Xun by the hand of King Yongan.

As everyone knows, he himself will soon die.

On the other side, Su Xun just flew out of the gate of the palace, and then left on his feet.

After all, this is a world with strong martial arts. If you swagger in the sky, you might be sensed.

He just wants to harvest his beliefs, and he doesn't want to make troubles. It's best if he doesn't conflict with such an incomprehensible master.

After all, he may not be afraid of a Martial Saint, but who knows how many old monsters like this are hidden in this world.

Gouquan's life in troubled times is the truth.

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Du Sheng, whose parents died when he was a child, grew up begging and lived a life of starvation.

On weekdays, fighting with wild dogs for food and being beaten, scolded and bullied is the norm, and even he himself is numb.

Until he met God Zun and God Son, he put on new clothes and dared to walk on the street with his chest up and live a dignified life.

Therefore, his belief in the deity is crazy and indescribable in words, and because of this he has become a member of the gods.

He was also one of those sent by Su Xun to spread his faith.

Being given such an important responsibility, Du Sheng was very excited, and he must never let the gods and gods down.

Departing in the daytime, without resting all the way, we arrived at Huaicheng, our destination.

After arriving in Huaicheng, I immediately went to look for the gathering place of beggars here...

At the same time, the same thing is happening in many places.

The name of God Emperor Jiuxiao also walked out of the capital.

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On the other hand, after Su Xun left the palace, he did not rush back to the God Emperor Temple, but went to the Spring Wind Tower.

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by the spring, and now Su Xun already has this ability.

Fragrance gave him one or two pieces of silver that day, which is not a small number, not to mention these two silvers were obtained by the other party who did not know how many men he served.

Born as a human being, there is grace to be rewarded.

At this time, the curfew has not yet arrived, the street is very lively, and the brothel restaurant is even more crowded.

Looking at the brothel on both sides of the street where family members come and go, he couldn't help sighing.

What a beautiful and fine tradition. This is an ancient culture that has been passed down for thousands of years. Why has the earth not been preserved? ()

Su Xunzhen felt heartbroken for the disappearance of such a fine traditional culture on earth.

With emotion, we have arrived at the Spring Breeze Building.

Master, come in and play.

Young Master, can you have a good friend? There is no little girl to accompany the Young Master to have a drunken break.

It's been a long night, why don't you...

As soon as they walked to the door, a group of women with enchanting figures in veils surrounded them.

After all, Su Xun is too handsome and has an extraordinary bearing. They are willing to do their best to serve him, not to mention paying for whoring, even subsidizing money.

No one can connect Su Xun at this time with the beggar a few days ago.

Only Piaoxiang felt that Su Xun looked a little familiar. After all, she was the only one who gave money to her that day with sympathy, and naturally she was the only one who remembered it better.

But she didn't dare to recognize it, after all, Su Xun and that beggar were completely different.

Piaoxiang girl, remember to stay down.

Su Xun looked at Piaoxiang and asked.

The other women were a little disappointed when they saw this, but they all laughed again.

Sister Piaoxiang, I didn't expect you to have such a good friend. Why haven't we met before?

Yeah, this gentleman is so thoughtful, the little girl is wet at a glance, and her bones are crisp.

Cuckold, isn't it...

The jokes made by a group of skilled women are naturally colored.

Piaoxiang ignored this, stared at Su Xun dumbfounded, and said uncertainly, You...you are that...that beggar...

Looking at Su Xun now, she was really embarrassed to say the word beggar at the back.

Yes, I am the beggar that day, and Miss Piaoxiang gave me one or two silver coins to relieve my urgent need. Today, I am here to repay my gratitude. Su Xun smiled.

what?!

The other women were stunned and stared blankly at Su Xun, how could they associate him with that dirty beggar.

Hearing Su Xun's confession, Piaoxiang was also shocked. After a while, she said, I just did it casually that day. You don't have to worry about it. You don't think that the little girl's money is dirty...

It's even more rare because the girl did it so easily. Su Xun interrupted her conversation: I wonder if Piaoxiang girl has any wishes, I think, I should be able to do eight or nine things in this world. Let the girl do as she wishes.

Hearing this, the eyes of the women looking at Piaoxiang were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Looking at Su Xun's current dress and bearing, no one suspects that he is bragging.

For a while, I even regretted my intestines. Why did I just watch and don't pay for the money that day? I missed such a big luck.

I... Piaoxiang was obviously shocked by Su Xun's tone, and then she was a little dazed and said hesitantly, I want to... redeem myself.

She was at a loss because she had been living in a brothel and didn't know what to do after she left.

But she also wanted to leave the brothel, and she didn't want to live such a life of sarcasm and Israeli servants.

Then I will allow you to be rich and secure for a while.

When the words fell, Su Xun took out a certain amount of money and threw it to Xiao Si, who was watching the excitement next to him: Go to the Yongan Palace and tell the Yongan King that someone asked him to properly place the Fragrance Girl.

Okay, thank you uncle for the reward. Xiao Si ran errands with the money.

Piaoxiang girl, take this farewell, cherish it.

Su Xun bowed his hands to Piaoxiang again, then turned and left.

Not long after, the people from the Yongan Palace came and directly redeemed Piaoxiang.

Piaoxiang girl, the lord has a yard on Yu Street, and it will be yours in the future. I will take you there now.

Everyone was shocked, recalling Su Xun's understatement.

What is the origin of that person.

Sending a small Si can call the prince.