The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Chapter 63 The cross-dressing boss is actually my junior brother

There are so many alchemists in the imperial city today.

His Majesty the Emperor is now in love with Xiu Xianwen and has been indifferent to government affairs for more than a year or two, although the operation of the entire country has not been substantially affected.

But under a subtle influence, the people in the imperial city still complained about the old emperor who spent all his time cultivating immortality and promulgated many decrees for preferential treatment of Taoist monks.

Ouyang didn't know how to look at the energy, but just standing on the city gate and looking down at the city, Ouyang could feel the illusion that the city was declining.

Sanskrit sounds lingered in the air, and fragrant mist lingered in the city. The whole city was like a Buddhist believer.

Mortals can't practice, even the emperor who is the ninth emperor cannot. The vitality of heaven and earth here has been washed away by the smoke and smoke of the world so thin that it can't be felt.

Chang Xiaoyue also told herself that even though she was already a great monk in the integration stage, her cultivation was suppressed to the point where she could barely build a foundation in this city with millions of people.

It is conceivable that for monks, the human world is not a good place, and even monks avoid such places.

Ouyang looked at the most majestic palace in the middle of the imperial city. It was the place where the old emperor lived, and it was also the end point of the interrogation game arranged by his master for his second son.

"It's Tao, it's very Tao!" Ouyang suddenly had a sentence that Dong Xuzi often said in his mind.

It's really terrifying that these old guys who have lived for thousands of years can inadvertently set up a trap that lasts more than ten years!

Ouyang sighed, took out the "Basic Introduction to Five Elements Escape Technique" from his arms, and rummaged around carefully.

Ouyang recited it silently several times, then closed the book and forgot about it. He could only turn it over and read it again.

While the memory was still fresh, Ouyang put the book in his arms and muttered: "Oh my god...what...Wuji, give it to me!"

In the end, Ouyang gave up chanting the mantra and only remembered the route of the true energy. He shouted randomly, clapped his hands, and the true energy in his body spurted out.

The night sky that was originally full of stars and moon was slowly shrouded in clouds, and heavy snow like goose feathers suddenly fell.

In just a few minutes, the entire imperial city was covered in heavy snow.

Amidst the heavy snow, Ouyang looked in the direction of Dongshi, where the show was going on!

It was supposed to be curfew time, but the Imperial City East Market was bustling with activity.

A huge flower boat appeared on the streets of Dongshi.

It is already winter, but the flowers on the flower boats are so beautiful that they look as if they have just been picked.

On the flower boat, birds sing and dance, and countless dancing girls dressed in silk and satin sway on the flower boat.

It's so dazzling that a few simple movements can stimulate a surge in male hormones.

On the flower boat full of pink beauties, like stars over the moon, sat a woman wearing a gauze scarf.

Wearing a white gauze skirt, she sat elegantly on the highest point of the flower boat. Her eyes without makeup were full of clear innocence.

Just like a lotus growing out of a hundred red flowers, it is so quiet and elegant that it makes people feel holy!

It seemed that the goose-feather heavy snow couldn't bear to fall on her, and it only whirled around the west circumference of her body.

It's a fairy! Only fairies can have such a look!

When everyone saw the figure of the girl in white, everyone was stunned, and then burst into amazing cheers.

The flower boat drives slowly on the street, and melon seeds and peanuts are thrown from the flower boat from time to time. Every time it is thrown, people will rush to grab it.

It seems that as long as you grab the food thrown out, you can feel the residual warmth of the food being held by a delicate hand on the flower boat.

"I want to offer these melon seeds!"

"Don't grab it! Don't grab it! Don't take it out of my mouth!"

"I spent a lot of money to buy melon seeds and peanuts, one penny apiece!"

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Compared with the commotion under the flower boat, the girl in white sitting in the flower boat has clear stupidity in her eyes, and looks like she has been in peace for a long time.

"Xiao Songsong, when you get to the palace gate, put away your murderous intent and take action in the human world. For a monk, it is no less than killing yourself!" Next to the girl in white, Chang Xiaoyue, dressed in red, He sat next to her and said.

The girl in white is none other than Leng Qingsong, who is disguised as a woman. At this time, he is wearing a white dress and sitting in the middle of the flower boat, unable to move.

The golden elixir in the body was sealed in the Dantian by Chang Xiaoyue in front of her, and she couldn't exert any strength from her whole body.

Leng Qingsong stared and murmured a sentence from the corner of his mouth: "What on earth do you want to do? Witch!"

"What do I want to do? Don't forget, we were originally engaged as a couple. I want to see what the man who dares to harass me looks like!" Chang Xiaoyue sat next to Leng Qingsong and said angrily.

"She is already married!" Leng Qingsong's words were slightly bitter.

As a young man like him, he didn't know what liking meant yet. This vague good feeling had not yet been exposed, so when he heard that she was getting married, he only felt a little sad.

Chang Xiaoyue felt even more hateful when she looked at Leng Qingsong, who was slightly sad.

Is Bai Yueguang so difficult to deal with?

A look of hurt?

Chang Xiaoyue was about to have a seizure when she suddenly remembered what Ouyang Gang had said to herself: "A girl under twenty years old can take the initiative to make friends with the city lord and win the young city lord by relying on the so-called immortal connection. Do you think What does she rely on? It's just a high-end green tea."

The old emperor had not found Leng Qingsong for more than ten years, but suddenly he found him this year, and he also arrested all the orphans he knew in Maple Leaf City.

There is no traitor here, who would believe it!

So who could this traitor be?

Except for Ouyang, who is the king of children in Maple Leaf City, all these orphans follow Xuan'er's lead.

It's hard to say that all of this is just a trap set by a mortal.

When Ouyang heard that Chang Xiaoyue calculated that Xuan'er and her party were all in the palace, Ouyang could already confirm that Xuan'er must have reached some kind of deal with the old emperor.

Standing on the city wall, Ouyang looked at the flower boats in the distance with a trace of sarcasm on his face. A mortal who wanted to climb up had calculated to this extent, or she wanted to climb even higher.

Ouyang remembered that when he first met Xuan'er, those eyes with the value of scrutiny were well hidden.

But as Ouyang, who came from time-to-time, no matter how scheming a child is, he is still a little clumsy in the eyes of adults.

"Eldest Brother, why are you smiling so coldly!" Hu Tutu shrank his head, wondering why the Eldest Brother stood on the city wall in the snow at night.

Ouyang suddenly became interested and asked, "Tutu, what do you think of the world?"

"It's lively and interesting, but Tutu doesn't like it here. You can't ride paper cranes here, and the air here is smelly!" Hu Tutu wrinkled his nose and said.

Ouyang picked up Hu Tutu, patted the snow on the little guy and said softly:

"Is the air smelly? No? What stink is the human heart!"

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