My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Just listen to the young prince scolding: "Yang Yanze, why the hell haven't you arrested someone yet? Didn't you see that I was injured?"

"Little prince, you are causing trouble and taking advantage of others. If you were not the son of King Pingchuan, you might have been in the cell long ago. Please restrain yourself." Yang Yan was neither humble nor overbearing.

"You bitch, you really don't want to do this anymore? Let my dad take care of you when you get back."

The young prince turned around and wanted to leave, but Zeng Jing shouted loudly: "Wait a minute."

"Boy, a strong dragon can't suppress a local snake, so don't push yourself too far."

"What's wrong with just pressing you down? Apologize to me, otherwise you won't be able to leave. Do you believe that this young master will break your legs?"

The young prince's face turned red, and the crowd around him shouted: "Apologise, apologize."

"I'm sorry, I'm offended." After saying this, the young prince turned and left.

Most of the crowd were immortal cultivators, and they were not afraid of King Pingchuan's revenge.

They travel all over the world.

Sometimes I don’t even know where I’m going.

Zeng Jing walked up to Yang Yanze and said, "General Yang, I'm afraid the young prince won't let you go."

"Don't be afraid, I don't want to do it for a long time. King Pingchuan has been recruiting troops in recent years, and there is a tendency to break away from the Daqian Dynasty. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, so he just resigns and travels around the world."

"That's good. If you have nowhere to go, you can come to me. My name is Wen Xiaofei, and I am an inner disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect."

"Immortal Sword Sect? It turns out you are a big shot. If you reveal your identity, the young prince will not even dare to fart."

"I'm just taking my wife out to play, why do I have to be so ostentatious?"

"That makes sense. I'm going back, Brother Wen. See you later."

"There will be a period later!"

Zeng Jing did not plan to return to the Immortal Sword Sect, but found a guildhouse to stay and experience life with her wife.

It's the Xuanwu Guild Hall again. It seems that this guild hall is very powerful and has branches in all major star regions.

This time I chose a main peak to stay for one night.

Zeng Jing wanted to know what was different about the main peak.

It’s really different. There is a hot spring pool on the main peak, and the scenery is beautiful.

But it’s so expensive, you’ll get ten fairy crystals per night.

Most people can't afford it.

Ordinary people have never even seen Immortal Crystal.

Living expenses are less than one hundred taels of silver a year.

It seems that the Xuanwu Guild Hall only deals with immortal business.

And they are high-end customers.

Ordinary immortals don’t have money either.

For example, Zeng Jing couldn't even get two fairy crystals out when she first arrived in the fairy world.

This club is really profitable!Much more expensive than staying in a hotel.

It still starts at eight o'clock in the evening and ends at eight o'clock the next morning. Two fairy crystals must be paid in more than one hour.

Simply stealing money.

Zeng Jing summoned the fairy sword to cover the hot spring pool, and then held Xiaoyu in the hot spring to prevent the mirror spell from peeking.

"Xiaoyu, I'll teach you a dual cultivation technique of shaman and god, which will be good for your physical recovery."

"Witch God?"

"Don't tell anyone, this is my secret."

"Yeah! The demonic energy is rising, and the seal set by mother is probably about to break."

"Don't worry, my husband will definitely find a way to save you."

"Well! Being able to marry you makes this life worthwhile. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Zeng Jing was very moved and hugged Xiaoyu tightly in her arms.

Demonic energy, what should I do?

What a headache.

Checked out in the morning.

Zeng Jing carried Shui Qingyu on her back and prepared to leave the city.

When passing by Long Street, I saw a prison van passing by.

The people in the prison van had disheveled hair and their hands and feet were chained.

Zeng Jing felt a little familiar.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be Yang Yanze.

fertile grass!

That little prince is so shameless.

Just because he offended him, he was beheaded.

It seems that King Pingchuan is not a good person either.

He must be settled.

Zeng Jing immediately took out the communication talisman to notify her father-in-law and asked him to send someone to help.

Even the Daqian Dynasty still depends on the face of the Immortal Sword Sect.

What big waves can a mere King of Pingchuan create?

Summoning the Qingluan Fairy Sword, Zeng Jing split the prison cage with one sword.

And cut off all the chains.

"Brother Yang, my brother is here to save you."

"Brother Wen, let's go quickly. The young prince wants to parade around the streets before he kills me. He just wants you to fall into a trap."