Selling fairy paintings at the beginning, but being chased by the beautiful president

"For Qin Rou."

"Huh?" Hua Zhongli couldn't understand.

"If you just want to continue the pure spirit blood, a man from the Hua family is enough."

"Women from the Hua family who are not pure spirits, if they get married, your ancestors will not even look at them, let alone let them remarry continuously."

Hua Zhongli stared at Cao Tianyi with wide eyes.

"Obviously they live a good life, but after giving birth to a child, they are asked to divorce and remarry. Why?"

"In order to give birth to a pure spirit like Qin Rou."

"The pure spirit of pure spirit is the real Wugou Immortal Physique."

Cao Tianyi took a sip of the wine, pulled Liu Biyu over suddenly, and poured the wine into her mouth mouth to mouth.

Liu Biyu coughed violently and beat Cao Tianyi with her small fists.

Cao Tianyi laughed out loud.

"Mr. Cao, you seem to know a lot about my Hua family."

"I know a little bit, but Brother Hua, you must not tell your ancestors what I just told you, or I will definitely be in trouble."

Hua Zhongli smiled: "So Mr. Cao also has something to be afraid of?"

Cao Tianyi smiled, but did not speak.

After Wang Ke left, Cao Tianyi and Hua Zhongli didn't stay for long, Hua Zhongli was still afraid, how could he dare to stay?

After half an hour, they were gone.

When Cao Tianyi was about to leave, he did not draw the lottery himself, but smiled at the waiter: "Ask your boss to draw for me. If I don't win, I will send the money directly to your boss."

After finishing speaking, Cao Tianyi left with Liu Biyu in his arms.

Zhuge Hongzhu received the news, brought the lottery box, put the special prize ticket in it, stirred for a while, and randomly drew, the special prize.

"Brother-in-law, look..."

Zhuge Hongzhu was shocked.

Chen Changan was also shocked.

It's not magic anymore.

It's luck...

It's not ordinary luck. It's not an exaggeration to say that this luck is against the sky.

Chen Changan picked up his mobile phone and called Yang Panpan. It took a long time for Yang Panpan to connect.

"Miss Yang, is there really such a lucky person in this world?"

"Of course there is. Luck is something you can't see or touch, but it exists. When luck comes, everything goes smoothly. If luck goes away, everything will be unlucky."

"However, luck is almost not fixed and keeps changing, so it is also the most difficult thing to figure out. For example, some people are born with rough conditions, but when they become adults, their fortunes suddenly change. No matter what they do, they are like divine help."

"There are still people who are born with a good life, but their lives are not as good as they are every day."

"The method of divination, to put it bluntly, is actually a method of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck. For example, if one person's fortune is good, you follow him, and another person's fortune is bad, you stay away from him."

"Just like you, you are me..."

"What am I you?"

"It's nothing."

Yang Panpan didn't continue.

"There is a technique that can improve one's luck..."

"What technique?"

"Air intake technique."

"The art of transferring the energy of others to oneself."

"People who use this technique will have better luck, but others will have worse luck."

"But this technique is extremely harmful to Yin. Once the luck absorbed is not enough, when the luck backfires, there is no way to break it. At that time, the end will be extremely miserable."

Yang Panpan explained very clearly.

There are highs and lows, good and bad fortunes, but fortunes cannot always be good. If they are always good, there is definitely a problem.

Cao Tianyi seems to have a problem.

and many more.

Chen Changan suddenly thought of a possibility.

This old boy has been deliberately making friends with himself, could it be that he has taken a fancy to his luck?

Thinking about this year, if you say that your luck is bad, you won't believe it...

Could it be that he is the person with great luck?

The more Chen Changan thought about it, the more he felt right.

After returning home, Chen Changan came to the fairy painting world and called Ji Ziyue out.

Ji Ziyue's face was exhausted, it was obvious that she was not in a good state.

"Xiao An'an, what do you want from me?"

"Fairy Ye, are you alright?"

"It's nothing serious. The seal of the Immortal Palace has suddenly fluctuated a bit these days. It's just a waste of some immortal power. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Fairy Ji, you are an expert in divination. Take a closer look at me, am I someone with great luck?"

"what?"

Ji Ziyue looked at Chen Changan, and looked him up and down several times.

puff-

Ji Ziyue smiled.

"Fairy Ji, what are you laughing at?"

"Great luck... I haven't heard this word for a long time."

"In our time, there were really so-called people with great luck, for example, they had abnormal appearances from birth, and they grew up smoothly all the way, so they were too strong."

"But Xiao An'an, you're definitely not."

"why?"

"Do you know what mortal bodies and mortal souls are?"

"Just ordinary people."

Ji Ziyue nodded: "Yes, you are an ordinary person, you are an ordinary person, how can you have great luck?"

"Those people with great luck, which one doesn't have an extraordinary physique and an amazing speed of cultivation?"

"The so-called luck in their body is all reflected by their extraordinary physique."

"Just like you, with your physique, if you went to our era, what kind of luck would you have?"

"Don't talk about those great powers, even if it's the five of us, just call one of them, and one finger will kill you."

"Tell me, what luck do you have?"

"The theory of luck is unbelievable."

"Don't believe it either."

"My father once said to me that the strong will always be strong."

"As long as you are strong enough, all children of luck will fall under your body."

"But what I said, Xiao An'an, you don't need to think about it, but what you have now is fine. Among ordinary people, you have definitely counted well."

"Xiao An'an, you said that we are good friends, good buddies."

"Then good buddy, let's talk about it here today. When you are about to die a hundred years later, you remember that you came to this fairy painting world. At that time, I will use the fairy spring water to warm your remnant soul, so that you can live in the fairy world." In this fairy painting, it has survived for at least 500 years."

"I estimate that at most 500 years, because even if a mortal soul is nourished by the fairy spring, it will not last long."

"Fairy Ji, you really think far enough."

Ji Ziyue shook her head: "Is it far? It may be far to you, but to us, it's just a flick of a finger."

"Xiao An'an, if there is nothing else, I'm going back. The seal has fluctuated a lot in the past few days, and I can't leave the fairy palace for too long."

After Ji Ziyue finished speaking, she turned around and flew towards the Immortal Palace. Just a few steps away, she suddenly fell from the sky.

Chen Chang'an was quick-witted, and stepped forward to Ji Ziyue one step at a time, hugging her firmly.

Ji Ziyue snorted softly, trying to break free, but couldn't exert any strength.

Ji Ziyue said angrily: "Put me down quickly, you and I are different, we can't get too close!"

As soon as Chen Changan let go, Ji Ziyue fell on the grass, rolling twice in a very disfigured way...