On the Evil Consequences of Cultivating Immortals in Reality

The general situation does not allow.

Think about it, in a house without an owner, everyone can do whatever they want to live in it. At most, civic-minded people issue regulations that do not allow residents to destroy furniture, and other people subconsciously control their behavior for their own comfort. As it should be.

But suddenly there is an owner in this house, and he has the ability to throw the troublemaker out of the house, which is not fun.

There is a heavenly dao watching over their heads, and everyone feels uncomfortable. If a master really appears... Don't talk about it, I must copy the guy and kill this person first!

Even monks, the longer they practice, the greater the changes from the inside to the outside, but the inertia still cannot be shaken off.

Without him, without those inertias, he wouldn't even be considered a human being, just a clay puppet.

Because of this, almost everyone who knows the inside story of this large, unowned cave in the cultivation world will not touch it. Someone is interested in the magnificent deeds of the ancient times.

Now everyone is thinking about how to ascend, how to earn spirit stones, and how to have fun in Xinmowang.

Even Moxiu is no exception. At most, he will add the most vicious beating and the thickest armor.

Because there is no treatment for everyone shouting and beating in the past, many traditions have been lost in time, and today's magic can only continue to advocate physical exercise and strengthening the body. Slogans are shouted every day, but many good seedlings will still grow up. He was abducted by the cultivator next door.

In the past, the magic cultivator, which advocated the respect of the strong, was in a downturn. Unrelated people were misled by slogans and thought that they would become muscular men when they started. Compared with the senior brother Tianxiazong next door, everyone voted with their feet, hehehe—goodbye!

Under fair competition, there are not many people who even eat the domineering president, and there is no market for the evil, charming and crazy. Female cultivators like the cold and restrained senior brother, the cute and well-behaved junior brother, and the gentle and amiable second brother, what do you say next door? magic repair?The type that only little girls like, are you despising my childishness in disguise?

The situation of the witches is not bad, but they have always been equally popular with the saints, and they have not been able to produce outstanding results.

As the co-lord of this generation of demons, the Crazy Emperor has had many headaches about the enrollment situation. Don't look at him joking all day long, but that's on the Internet. In reality, he is a very serious person!

Don't be angry and arrogant, understand?

Do you know that an evil smile scares a crowd of people into tears!

Over the years, in order to recover from the disadvantages, the Mad Emperor has used many tricks, but the general trend is in vain.

Hateful trend!

It was at this time that Shenxiu appeared in his field of vision and almost immediately aroused his interest.

Little brother, it’s not bad to have a bad intention. Are you interested in visiting the Demonic Dao?

The Crazy Emperor was rubbing his hands together and waiting for him to make a big deal, and then asked the Phoenix Master to ask him to leave.

Is it a fake?

That's not a problem.

A mere physical body, like him, can afford it!

As long as Shenxiu is courageous enough to do what ordinary people dare not do, the Crazy Emperor will dare to train him as a disciple of the younger generation. With a wicked laugh, his real purpose is revealed.

Kunpeng, who was basking in the sun in the sea, turned over, glanced at him with his dark eyes, exhaled, and the small holes on his back sprayed out loud water jets.

Big Yu slowly spoke in the post, he is a real diving party.

Big Fish: You can't like him, you can only like me.

Picture·Kunpeng turned over.jpg!

A big black and white fish with perfect lines curled up in mid-air, covering the sky and the sun, like a huge ball, smashing heavily into the sea, setting off huge waves.

From the picture, there was a shocking feeling of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, let alone watching it on the spot.

On the spot, everyone typed a row of replies.

Little drop-off: Show affection, good death!

Haoxia: I will go, I feel that I have been hurt.

Shui Lian: Do you want to be so exciting as soon as you come out?Come on, it's all singles here.

Crazy Emperor: shy.jpg!

Little drop-off: Pooh!

The Mad Emperor smiled, and glanced at the giant Kunpeng floating quietly on the reef under his feet.

"To be honest, your body is so big, why is your mind so small?"

Kunpeng let out a few more sips of water lazily, and then analyzed slowly: "Because although my heart is big, I only pretend to be you."

The Crazy Emperor giggled twice, not surprised by the answer at all.

"I like you too. It's agreed. After you die, the bones will belong to me."

"It's all yours." Kunpeng dipped into the water, and then said: "Wen Ke is paying attention to that young man named Xiang Junhua now?"

The Crazy Emperor touched his soft and slippery skin in a good mood, and responded without much concern: "Huh?"

Kunpeng: "I mean...Wenke seems to want to take him as his heir."

"Huh...huh?!" Madman looked over in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Kunpeng: "I don't know, it depends on the development of the two of them, but if it goes well... maybe it will be a good thing."

The Mad Emperor thought about it, but still found it impossible.

"You know Wenke's situation, and I know it too, but that kid doesn't know. There are many secrets in Wenke's body, let alone the success of the strategy, there is another one waiting. The important thing is that the next one is more difficult than the previous one. Come on, how about a 'lock'?"

The rings are interlocking and "locked" for it.

Kunpeng said: "It's not wise to put all the pressure on Wenke. The aura of the cultivation world will always fade away, the world will always enter the end of the Dharma, and the monks will always usher in the end of the world. Although you Several joint writers blessed a huge lock between the heaven and the earth, hoping to lock the aura, but with the increase of monks, the imbalance of the aura of the world, one day the keyhole will collapse from the inside, when the time comes, Not only Wen Chizhou will die, no one in this world will escape."

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

How could the Mad Emperor not understand such truths?But this is an unsolvable problem, because the aura of heaven and earth always follows its own laws. After a cycle, it will naturally decline and prosper.

The decline of the Dharma-ending Age may be cruel, but after this period, there will always be a new peak.

As creatures of the previous era, the only thing they can do is to continue this period until everyone loses their confidence.

Kunpeng seemed to see his worry, and comforted him in a slow voice: "Don't worry, didn't you leave Luo Tianqing as the recorder? She doesn't do anything, she doesn't even practice cultivation, relying on the tyrannical blood of the Golden Crow If she can survive until the end of the world, she will naturally receive the last legacy of the old era after the extinction of all things. At that time, we should have already disappeared, the extinction of the world, and the soul fell into the cycle of reincarnation."

The Mad Emperor closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then slowly nodded.

"Let's not talk about that, if that kid really has this chance, we'll happily marry Wen Ke off then."

Kunpeng smiled lightly and said, "Okay, I will also help when the time comes."

The mad emperor pulled the corner of his mouth, showing an arrogant expression, eager to try.

"Then we can preserve more black history now, this thing will be an excellent bargaining chip to blackmail Wenke in the future!"

Kunpeng indulged all the behaviors of his lover, but the lazy and good-tempered big fish didn't remind him, how could things be so simple, it was Wen Chizhou!But what does it matter?Anyway, as long as the Mad Emperor is happy.

Even though he might cry in the end, Kunpeng didn't think it was a big deal.

"I'm going to sleep."

"Still asleep?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll help you listen to the news from the demon world."

"it is good."

After discussing one by one, Kunpeng's huge body sank again, leaving only a piece on his back, and Kunpeng's huge size guaranteed that just such a place would have the size of a naturally formed island.

The Crazy Emperor left the rock under his feet and jumped on its back. The sun above his head was so warm that people didn't want to open their eyes. The sea breeze blew across his cheeks, and he couldn't help feeling a little drowsy.

Since when did you get used to living at sea for a long time?

Forget it, anyway, since they were rescued by this fish, the lives of the two began to be indistinguishable from each other.

Yawning, the Mad Emperor sat cross-legged on Kunpeng's back, trying to lift his spirits to read the speech in the post.

With a glance, he knew that if he was not there, there must be a new joy.

Sure enough, Shui Lian made a long speech in it, broke apart and crushed from various angles, and speculated about Tan Yueze's plan.

This kind of waste of time and energy, the Mad Emperor sneered and said no!

Shui Lian: Based on the above analysis, I firmly believe that Tan Yueze must be the prettiest kid because of his plans!

Crazy Emperor: A waste of time. If he was really that powerful, he shouldn't have been able to use other people's hands to accomplish things in the first place. Look at his current situation and see what he is doing?

In a close-up, Tan Yueze squatting in the underground palace suddenly became a negative example.

Compared with the four people who marched together and broke into the center of the enemy's formation with extraordinary momentum, his situation and performance were not even left as a fig leaf.

Crazy Emperor: Shui Lian, are you willing to save someone's respect?

Shui Lian: An idiot with muscles growing in his brain, of course he doesn't understand the strength of our brain workers.Qin Yueze seemed calm and composed, but in fact he had a clue in his heart. This is called sitting on the sidelines and waiting for the rabbit, in order to kill the general and capture the flag at the last moment!

Crazy Emperor: I think you want to fart.

Shui Lian: Pfft for you to eat!

Haoxia: Why are you arguing?Little drop off, come out spoiler @小几客

Little drop-off: Oh, let me see. Actually, since Shenxiu started to have self-awareness, the plot has been a bit wrong. I contacted Mei Lan’s sister earlier, and she said that it was Wenke who made a hindrance... Uh... don’t need me What are you talking about?

Her cautious tone seemed to wake up something, and there was silence in the post.

The author has something to say: the happy group of five appeared on the stage, and the big fish who seldom took the lead showed a wave of affection with the crazy emperor.

I bother!

92. Warrior of the demon world

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The surface of the clear lake is rippling little by little, and a trace of waves floods along the skirt of red plums with a white background, like a monster that may give up the water at any time, breathing gently.

The bright green forest elves are still playing, and they are always very happy when the creator doesn't need them.

The small body is hidden among the mottled shadows of the trees, like chirping birds, with wide-open black pupils without whites, silently jumping off the tree, and then gliding lightly to the water surface like a fallen leaf.

Seeing it jumping happily, other elves wanted to learn from it, but before others could do the same, they gently "picked" it off the water with one hand, like picking water grapes, and dangled it in front of their eyes. shaken.

"Jeep!"

The elf yelled in panic.

Mei Lan dragged her chin, resting it in her palm boredly. Although it was only a temporary creation, the elf itself had important meaning.

If the spirit line built the framework for searching the directory, then the existence of the elves is the floppy disk code. Without the elves expanding Mei Lan's divine sense, the directory could not be formed and put into use.

However, the problem Mei Lan encounters now is not limited to this. The elf was honest with her injured palm for a while, and then began to be mischievous again. Its person lifted it up again.

"Don't make trouble." Mei Lan gently poked the elf's forehead, and when her eyes moved to the water, her gradually turning cold eyes were reflected in the calm water.

The spirit thread was still faintly visible at the bottom of the water, but Mei Lan had already lost most of her authority. The slash that flew out from the small world not only hurt her hand, but also integrated the "rules" of Wenchizhou into the water.

At this time, the water surface is still clean and beautiful, like a large piece of rich and flawless emerald, and the pool is full of glistening blue waves, but only Mei Lan knows that the pool water is just a medium. The power is sealed in this pool of water, making it a command platform for controlling the "nuclear", and the defense is that someone will pass over the two of them and take away the command authority by external force.

But beware of all precautions, I didn't expect that someone would start from the pool.

Mei Lan felt very troubled.

"Meilan, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still look so inconspicuous."

Just as she was thinking about whether she should take the initiative to do something instead of doing nothing, a plump woman with flower vines all over her body and flowers blooming even in her soft blonde hair came out from the depths of the forest. When she saw her, she felt as if I saw the shadow of the goddess of spring leading countless springs/colors to come.

Mei Lan's calm expression became astonished by her appearance, and she called out the name of the goddess of spring in surprise.

"Huacai, why are you here?"

The elf in the palm of his hand jumped away as if sensing danger, and the other elves also gathered on the water bank behind Mei Lan. Unlike Mei Lan's ordinary appearance, Huacai had a goddess-like temperament, and naturally also had a goddess-like appearance. However, the light that surrounds her body often distracts other people's attention, inadvertently ignoring the equally outstanding beauty.

Mei Lan stood up vigilantly, the long skirt stretched out her tall figure, like the wings of a bird when it was ready to fight.

Seeing Mei Lan's guarded attitude, Huacai gave her a white face in front of her.

"Don't be nervous, I also know that I didn't come here specially to fight with you."

Mei Lan asked kindly, "Then what are you here for?"

Huacai was stunned for a moment, and realized that she had been tricked, so she said with a smile that was not a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not the only one, the others should have gone to see your fried chicken."

Mei Lan frowned, and emphasized sternly: "Zhongli is the majestic master of the Heavenly Enlightenment Realm, not some fried chicken!"

Huacai said nonchalantly: "What's the use of losing your temper with me? Nan Zhongli is not in the right place. Calling him fried chicken is flattering him." When she said this, she paused intentionally, her tone quite Meaningful, "If you are willing to return to the demon world, maybe everyone will have a better impression of him. A little demon with unknown origins like him, even if he changes his life against the sky, his achievements will be limited in the end."

"Festival!"

"Am I wrong?" Huacai was born with a pair of azure blue eyes, which seemed to cover a boundless expanse. When she experienced emotional fluctuations, her eyes would often expose all this straightforwardly. For example, now, she The sarcasm outlined the shape of a storm in the depths of his eyes, and Mei Lan trembled all over, but she was speechless to refute.

Huacai is an honest person, but she doesn't like to give people face when she speaks. Besides, she really doesn't like Mei Lan's choice. In her opinion, Nan Zhongli is not worthy of herself, let alone Mei Lan.

"It's almost time for you to wake up. If he is really suitable for you, he should appear beside you at this time, instead of sitting in that chair."

Mei Lan's lips were tightly pursed, and as she discussed her decision in depth, her fists were clenched with anger that could burst out at any time.

Of course Huacai would not miss this point, she glanced at Mei Lan's hand thoughtfully, and had to emphasize it.

"I didn't come to argue with you."

"You're here to mock me." Of course, Mei Lan also had her own views on the whole matter, at least on the surface, Mei Lan's expression was more accurate.

Huacai scratched her head, fingernail-sized flowers bloomed in her hair, she grabbed a few pairs rudely and threw them on the ground, in an instant, the grass and greenery grew rapidly, and the buds that bloomed kissed her naked / ankle, she stepped to the water bank, looked at the woman standing in the center of the pool, pouted with complicated emotions.

"Is it wrong to tell the truth?"

Mei Lan took a deep breath, and tried to calm down the anger in her heart. She knew that no matter how many years, Huacai's provocative talent would never change, and she had to stay calm.

"You're not telling the truth, I'm sure, Zhongli has talent and potential, and he will never stop there!"

Huacai glanced at her secretly, flattened her mouth in disapproval, but seemed not to want to quarrel with her, and finally said reluctantly: "Okay, if you think so..."

Mei Lan: "..."

If it is said that needing to be beaten is a kind of talent, the woman in front of me is definitely close to Dacheng.

She had never seen such an easily irritating guy!

"I didn't come to quarrel with you, nor did I come to laugh at you," Huacai pressed down her fingers one by one, as if only in this way would she not miss some instructions, "The Great Elder not long ago contacted the other great kings of Yaozu , said that a fugitive who had been on the run for many years was found, let us prepare to come to the Apocalypse Realm and stand by."

When she heard the name Great Elder, Mei Lan's expression changed. When she finished speaking, Mei Lan's eyes had become extremely strange.

She asked, "Huacai, do you know the name of that fugitive prisoner?"

"No, I don't care about this." Huacai shook her head and said confusedly.

Mei Lan didn't know what to say to her at this time, so she could only remind her: "In the past few hundred years, there is only one prisoner who escaped outside. It is worthwhile for the Elder to notify the Demon King to assign people. The name of that monster is Hua Yang."

Hua Yang?

festoons?

There are many similarities in the name alone, I am afraid it is not accidental.

When Huacai heard the name, her expression immediately changed. She was no longer confused, but looked at her with painful eyes.

"No way?"

Mei Lan said affirmatively: "There is no second explanation. It's you, how on earth were you sent to participate in this siege without knowing the inside story?"

Huacai murmured: "Qi E said, this is the best opportunity, and failure is not allowed."

Mei Lan: "And then?"

Huacai: "Then I was pulled here."

Mei Lan: "...can you be a little more stupid?"

"What should we do now?" Huacai's eyes were sour, and she almost shed tears.

Mei Lan looked at her sympathetically, this is going to fight with her own brother, maybe she will kill him personally, no matter how you look at it, this child is really being fooled.

"Why don't you contact the Great Elder to see if you can quit?"

But it's okay not to mention it, Mei Lan burst into tears as soon as she said Huacai.

"I, Qi E, is trying to make me swallow my brother! I can't get away!"

Even in nature, it is not uncommon for plants to devour each other, especially if one branch grows at the same time, strong stems and weak branches are almost the law of nature.

Hua Cai swallowed Hua Yang, and the operability is indeed greater than other methods.

It's just... the education of Huacai's sentiments is not very good.

Mei Lan also lost her mind, and couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you ask a few more questions before you came?"

Otherwise, I wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation!

Huacai cried: "I'm lazy!"

Should!

At this time, the rest of the people appointed by Kunpeng have already secretly contacted the Lord of the Apocalypse Realm. No matter how much the demon kings of the demon world despise this chicken flying from the mountains in private, but in other people's realm, It is basic common sense not to make the relationship between the two parties too rigid.

Therefore, Huacai, who was upright and would offend others, was thrown away to reminisce with Mei Lan, and the other normal people hid in the dark, waiting for the moment when Xiaotiandi was shattered, and killed the peony king Huayang who took the opportunity to escape on the spot!

As for the opinion of Phoenix ruler Nan Zhongli?

His opinion is that he has no opinion. Everyone knows that Hua Yang and him are old enemies, and Nan Zhongli can't wait to take this opportunity to kill him!

And all of this is under Wen Chizhou's control. He has already started the layout since he contacted Kunpeng in the post. Now that it is about to end, he is also calmly waiting for the final moment.

Outside the Dafeng Palace, firecrackers were set off from house to house to expel the Nian beast and bring good luck at night when there was no curfew. The lit lanterns were connected from the street to the end of the street, and the family guarded a light, spanning the coming year and the last day of this year. Night.

This is a great day that brings hope.

And it will always be a hopeful New Year.

However, in the depths of the inner city at this time, it is completely opposite to the outside scene.

Many people have died in the temple. These people should all die. Keeping them will neither bring good things to this New Year nor bring hope to the coming year.

Their deaths might have mattered at other times, but today they don't matter.

Chen Jingze was tired from killing and killing, but the few people he saw out of the corner of his eye didn't pay any attention to himself who was doing the killing.

Could it be that these people are not heroes who stand up for the sake of the common people as they advertised?

Thinking of this, Chen Jingze was taken aback for a moment. He was supposed to appear in the team for his "fiancée", but now he was calm and without any doubts, as if he had already discovered that "Cheng Junhua" was unusual.

And now, he himself has discovered the abnormality in himself.

All of this immediately became horrific, who the hell am I?

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_I think I have really worked hard these days, and yesterday and today are two replacement chapters, don’t forget to read it!

93. Xuanwei 34

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No one would pay special attention to the strange look in Chen Jingze's eyes, even if he was killing people, but only one person was careful not to miss this momentary change.

"Did you find it? Forget it, it's not too late."

Wen Chizhou glanced at him calmly, then his eyes fell on Xiang Junhua again.

Chen Jingze is a person who is used to hiding. As soon as the strange color appeared, he hurriedly restrained the nervousness between his expressions, but the strength of his attack did not even change.

"Pfft—!"

A face of horror and despair mixed with hatred fell down, and before he died, he was still praying for a way out.

click - click -

Freshly dead corpses are the best blood food for zombies. They found that the people who threatened the most did not pay attention to themselves. Some guys who couldn't bear it had already stretched out their hands to the hot corpse on the ground. There was a sound of blood and flesh tearing, accompanied by the corpse There was a crisp sound of bones being broken, and the zombies began to chew their prey.

The remaining survivors were forced to a corner, and only a few men among them took up weapons to block the periphery. The elder of the Fang family woke up, and what he saw was a scene of tigers and wolves everywhere.

Most of the other old people and children are from the families of military generals. As a family of civil servants, the Fang family can persist until now because most of the younger generations are outstanding people. Walk.

What is worth noting is that Cheng Junhua's father, Mr. Cheng, is alive to this day!

Should it be thanks to him for having a good wife?

Mrs. Shen not only protected Cheng Yan'er, but also the man who was usually in charge of the house.

It's just that the civil servant's physical strength can't be counted on. He is now standing in the protective circle with the female relatives with a pale face. He can persist in not being crazy or stupid. Compared with those idiots who died outside, his performance has at least not exceeded the bottom line.

Cheng Yan'er hugged Madam Shen's arm in fear, completely ignoring the meaning in Madam Shen's eyes.

"Yan'er, don't worry, even if accidents happen to everyone here, only you are safe."

Mr. Cheng's sharp gaze came suddenly, and he said sharply, "What do you mean?"

Madam Shen acted as if she hadn't heard of it, she gently stroked Cheng Yan'er's hair, and said unhurriedly, "What do you mean? Master, you knew it when you married me, didn't you?"

Master Cheng's face was extremely ugly, and the sight of Cheng Yan'er was so frightened that Cheng Yan'er sneaked behind her mother.

"Don't scare the child." Mrs. Shen embraced her, her noble eyebrows portraying Chang'an's prosperity were unusually quiet, and her plain tone seemed out of place here, like some painted goblin, "Master, don't blame me for not reminding you, If Yan'er is in any danger, we really have no way out."

"damn it!"

Master Cheng lowered his voice, roaring out of his chest with bursting anger: "You temptress!"

"Ah."

Mrs. Shen carelessly supported her bun.

"Father! Mother! What are you talking about!"

Cheng Yan'er's panicked eyes moved back and forth between her father and mother, and their quarrel at this moment directly aggravated her uneasiness.

She had never seen her father talk to her mother like this, and she had never seen her mother look so ominous.

No matter how vicious she is to the girl next to her on weekdays, she is still a young girl who has not left the cabinet. It is difficult for her not to panic at this time!

As a "daughter" raised by herself, how could Mrs. Shen not know Cheng Yan'er's nature?

The mission that lasted more than ten years was finally over, and Shen Fangyan didn't mind talking to her.

"Your father is in a bad mood, don't quarrel with him."

Master Cheng: "Oh, I should have known back then that marrying you is definitely not a good thing, if it wasn't for Junhua, you! And those evil sons of unknown origin! I would have beaten them out a long time ago, how could I You are allowed to stay in the mansion for many years!"

Cheng Yan'er: "Daddy! What do you mean!"

"Don't call me daddy," Mr. Cheng, who has always been gentle and polite, threw off Cheng Yan'er's hand holding his sleeve impatiently, and said coldly, "You are the daughter that this temptress brought from nowhere. The safety of my only daughter has to accept your existence, but in the past ten years, I have never regarded myself as your biological father!"

"father!"

Cheng Yan'er cried in a broken voice.

It has to be said that the desperate environment will directly force out the darkness in the heart of the heart without leaving any room.

Since Master Cheng tore his face, Shen Fangyan simply tore off the last mask.

"Where do you think you are? Do you think I want to marry you? If it wasn't for His Majesty's order, how could I have entered your Chengfu as a sequel in my prime!"

Master Cheng was even more furious when he heard the words.

"If it wasn't for His Majesty's secret decree, do you think that I would marry you if the old lady is newly funeral?"

Speaking of this, Master Cheng couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

"If it wasn't for Junhua's safety, if it wasn't for Ai Niang's entrustment, you...you..."

What will happen to you after that is unbearable no matter what, Mrs. Shen sneered when she saw this.

"Don't talk about us. For so many years, if we hadn't been there, the backyard of the Cheng Mansion would have been in chaos. There were three parties wrestling in the courtyard just on the bright side. Without me, your precious daughter would have known nothing. What kind of guy was abducted!"

"Here, look at the son-in-law you regard as your daughter's final destination, the eldest son of the Fang family's second wife!"

Mrs. Shen directly pulled the Fang family who were stunned by the sidelines into the battlefield, pointed at Chen Jingze who was approaching in this direction, and broke the news crazily with the convenience of her four guards.

"Are you surprised? Are you scared? Ha! Fang Huaiyu from the Fang family has been dropped off on Nanhua Mountain long ago. The one who disappeared not long ago is a fake used to deceive the world! If there is no accident in the middle, that guy will be your daughter's final destination." !"

"What! Temptress, don't talk nonsense!" Master Cheng was frightened and angry, and he couldn't choose what to say.

Mrs. Shen frowned, and her tone was cold: "I'm talking nonsense? No matter how much I talk nonsense, I can't compare to Shang Huaiyu's ability to steal the world! Your son-in-law not only puts people in Cheng's house, but also hates the Fang family, big and small, young and old. These forty or so people even sacrificed themselves to the remnants of the Southern Dynasty to avenge the unfortunate deaths of the Fang family couple."

"But what kind of good do you think he is? Heh! The Fang family and his wife are the chiefs and adjutants of Xuanwei. They have done many good things under the orders of Emperor Dafeng! Their son? Don't say it, this skill is not small. Yu Nie, who has the ability to establish a relationship with Taifeng Palace, is now changing his face in a dignified manner, standing in the middle and acting as a double-sided spy!"

"hiss--!"

Those present who are still conscious are not stupid. Reminiscent of the emperor's faintly revealed attitude before, everyone's eyes are all looking in horror at Chen Jingze who is paving the way with the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood as the background.

Mr. Cheng's voice was astringent, as if he had swallowed something sharp and scratched his throat, and every word he uttered was full of absurdity.

"Chen Jingze...you are...Fang Huaiyu?"

Like him, the Fang family, who desperately hoped for Chen Jingze's answer, were also complicated.

Just at this time, Chen Jingze had already approached the periphery of the crowd step by step, raised his eyes to sweep, and the tip of the gun shook slightly in his hand, throwing off countless bloody flowers.

"Master Cheng, this junior is rude."

Master Cheng's face was pale, and those of the Fang family were as ugly as him.

No one could have imagined how this messy relationship was formed.

Elder Fang called weakly: "Huaiyu..."

Chen Jingze avoided his gaze and landed on Mr. Cheng.At this moment, Mr. Cheng kept talking to himself.

"So it is! So it is! That's why you begged His Majesty to marry you. You knew...you knew that Fang Huaiyu was not a real person!"

Chen Jingze: "..."

"But what's going on with you!" Master Cheng suddenly erupted like a mad lion, "If you say you did things before, it's justifiable, but what are you doing now! What are you doing! Fang Huaiyu!"

Chen Jingze's handsomeness is always as sharp as a knife, as if it will be scratched if he is not careful. He has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his aura is even more obscure. , can not own.

But the tall man faced the angry roar of Mr. Cheng, a thin literati, but remained silent contrary to his nature, as if he had a guilty conscience and resigned himself to it.

"...Junhua...how do you want me to explain to Junhua..."

While speaking, Mr. Cheng burst into tears. Looking at this man full of evil spirits, he closed his eyes in despair, thinking that only by dying like this can he avoid facing the heartless heaven.

Chen Jingze: "Master Cheng..."

"Stop talking!" Master Cheng opened his eyes suddenly, and Chen Jingze was stunned by his ferocious gaze for a moment, "My Cheng family has been an official for generations, and I am not as gentle and refined as it seems on the surface, even if it is the most useless. Scholars, if you hurt Junhua, this old man will never let you go even if he tries his best!"

Chen Jingze opened his mouth, and said in a dumb voice, "...that's what it should be."

Master Cheng said coldly: "Tell me directly, who are you!"

Chen Jingze pursed his lips, "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Four Guards, Xuanwei 34."

"It's actually a royal minion..."

Mr. Cheng was speechless for a moment, and then he held more desperate thoughts and asked incomparably complicatedly: "What's wrong with Junhua?"

Infiltrated into the circle of high-ranking people, and his speech and behavior are not like the daughter he is familiar with, who dare not get close to her for fear that she will be murdered by the treacherous mansion, Mr. Cheng already has a bad premonition in his heart.

Although he is a person in the book, he has all kinds of emotions and six desires, showing all kinds of life.

The pattern in the painting was finally fixed on Mr. Cheng's collapsed face, and the brush and ink gradually dried up, becoming a volume of unfinished stories in Luo Tianqing's hands.

She put away the manuscript and put it aside, pulled another volume on the table and slowly unfolded it.

Fragrance strings float out of the ornate bronze furnace, and the sweet taste of lotus blossoms.

Taking a closer look, this girl's boudoir is full of scattered books, and there are very few personal belongings, but the bookshelves made by Qimu fill every inch of space.

But this is not surprising, because most of the recorder's houses are like this, and Luo Tianqing's is no exception.

She threw away the collected manuscript, as if some other force in the air entrusted it to be stored in the No. 02 bookshelf, she picked up the pen and paper and thought about it, and the maidservant delivered the fragrant tea and snacks.

And Luo Tianqing herself, like a little princess in life, becomes a female weaver when rushing to finish the manuscript. What's even more frightening is that she insists on procrastinating until the last second even though time is running out!

"Forget it! Forget it! At worst, I will be caught and locked up in a small black room for ten years. Let me see how the plot has progressed!"

Then look at this.

"Fuck!"

blurted out.

The author has something to say: Silently recovering the foreshadowing.

94. Ready to open up wasteland

98

I saw that this group of people had previously put on a posture of wanting to open up wasteland as a big boss. In fact, they did so, but before they succeeded, the black air between the eyebrows of Emperor Dafeng began to make trouble.