[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

A demon suddenly appeared in the world. No one has seen his appearance, because everyone who has seen him is dead.

He was wrapped in black mist, just like the evil ghost Yan Luo. Wherever he went, there were corpses everywhere, and no one survived.

The world-cultivating powers were very worried, and when they were guessing why this person with the blood of the gods suddenly attacked humans, a news that shocked them out of their eyes came.

——The evil god who killed the world unexpectedly surrendered to an ordinary person without spiritual roots.

"Is this true!?"

"The human-level information sold by Xuanji Pavilion is five hundred high-grade spirit stones! How can there be fakes!"

"Oh, but this, this, what is it!"

This news can be regarded as a thunderstorm, and it burnt the already disturbed cultivation world.

Cultivators have always disregarded ordinary people. Although Zhengdao is not as bloodthirsty and indulgent as demon cultivators, he never thinks about seeking an explanation for ordinary people who died at the hands of demon cultivators.

The monks were used to being proud, but they never expected that at this juncture, the evil god who could not help anyone was subdued by an ordinary human being. This incident was a slap in the face of all the monks.

The reason why this news caused so much disturbance in Xiujie was not only that.

That human being was originally a weak and sick prince of a small country, but ever since the fiendish god with the blood of the god took over, in just a few years, he had expanded a large territory.

After annexing other countries and establishing their own capital, they finally created a country where ordinary people can live and work in peace and contentment on this continent where monks are everywhere.

There are rules in this city.

Anyone who enters the capital city is not allowed to use spiritual power spells, and cannot use spiritual stone artifacts to trade, food, clothing, housing and transportation, everything must be done according to the standards of ordinary humans.

As soon as this regulation came out, Zhengdao was the first to explode.

How can this be a slap in the face, it is simply pressing the monk's face on the ground and stomping on it.

But when everyone calmed down, the brains that had been dazzled by the blood could turn, and a chill of fear grew on their backs.

There is a monster in the capital city. The capital city of mortals at this time is no different than before.

And the capital city king seems to have done it on purpose, the capital city was built exactly in the center of the mainland, but the territory was strip-shaped.Unless they live in seclusion for a long time and practice in seclusion, monks will inevitably pass through the capital when they travel to and fro.

Therefore, the monks who originally held the idea of ​​"avoiding if they can avoid it" could only hold back their breath, silently suppressed their cultivation, sealed their spiritual power, and walked in through the gate of the capital step by step.

A monk draws the Qi of heaven and earth into his body, and even a monk who is only able to refine Qi will live longer than the longest-lived mortal.

For hundreds of years, it's just a blink of an eye and a snap of a finger for a powerful cultivator, but the king in the capital has changed one after another.

The beardless, fair-skinned man rolled his eyes with a smile, and his face was full of joy.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor. She is a beautiful princess."

The current King of the Capital, Xuanyuan Cen, looked at the baby girl in her infancy and smiled happily, and said "yes" four or five times in a row, which showed that she was really happy.

Logically speaking, the heirs of the royal family naturally value male fetuses more, but Xuanyuan Cen is so happy knowing that he is a daughter, there is quite a reason for this.

It turned out that when Xuanyuan Cen was still in Zongjiao, a fairy master personally saluted him. At that time, he predicted that he would have a lucky star in his life. According to numerology, he would be his first heir.

More than ten years later, Xuanyuan Cen spent a good night with a woman who looked like a fairy after drinking.

But unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Cen found out the next day that he was a heavenly fairy, and she was the fairy Yaoji who was highly praised in the cultivation world.

Yao Ji seemed ashamed of sharing the bed with a mortal, so she only sent a secret letter to Xuanyuan Cen's bedside, saying that she did not intend to raise the child, but she still couldn't bear the aborted fetus. Cen is willing, she will send the child to the capital after giving birth.

But from then on, she has nothing to do with Mortal Capital, and hopes that this matter will always be a secret.

Xuanyuan Cen was still hesitating, but that night, news came from the palace that his father was suddenly critically ill, and his time was probably numbered.

Unfortunately, the eldest brother, the prince, who was out on a tour, ran into the temple of the gods on the way back to the capital, and was buried at the bottom by the mud and rocks that slipped from the road. When he was rescued, he was already out of breath.

This time, Xuanyuan Cen is the only one who can sit on the dragon chair in the palace immediately.

"Sure enough, sure enough." Xuanyuan Cen muttered to himself holding several secret letters.

What the fairy teacher said when he was a child is indeed true!

His first son!The lucky star of his life!

Xuanyuan Cen immediately picked up his pen and wrote quickly.

How could he be unwilling to raise a child in exchange for endless blessings and luck in this life!

And in the capital at that time, there were two people standing beside the dragon bed that exuded a dead air.

One was slightly fat, with white hair at the temples, but a very ruddy complexion.

The other person was covered in black mist, and his outline was blurred, like a shadow.

The former spoke, his voice was high-pitched, and the ending was picked up, which was really uncomfortable to listen to.He said: "It doesn't matter how long it has passed, human nature is so mean, so funny, so funny."

Getting no response, he rolled his eyes suddenly and laughed.

"Speaking of which, you will be able to see her soon, how is it? I treat you very well, right? Hehehe..."

The shadow-like person shook for a moment, the black mist wrapped around his body dispersed and then condensed, and a small wisp floated out, easily cutting the table in the distance in half.

"Oh, you're so angry." The man dressed like a manager exaggeratedly held his heart, and his tone was not rushed.

There was something fluctuating in the air, the expression on the man's face suddenly closed, and a dark green light glowed in his eyes.When he spoke again, his tone was as cold as ice.

"If it weren't for your being so cared for by the Dao of Heaven, I wouldn't need to waste so much time. I'm almost tired of playing games as a servant. Hurry up and finish what I have told you, otherwise..."

The person covered in black mist was still holding on. When those eyes swept towards him, he was finally unable to stand still under the pressure and fell to his knees. His knees hit the ground with a "bang", The faint sound of bones cracking could be heard vaguely.

The corners of the mouth of the man with dark green eyes curled up, his expression was bright, but the aura of the whole person was like a beast that craves flesh and blood.

"You remember. I could save her then, and I can kill her now."

The person who was still struggling to resist was finally exhausted by these words. The whole person was like a piece of soft skin, prostrate and paralyzed on the ground.

"You said, you will save them...you said it!"

"Ah, yes, I said it." The eunuch who became happy again blinked his eyes, and spit out a sentence that made the other person feel like hell.

"That little monster of yours that can't survive will soon become the Princess Fuyun of Xindu City King, isn't it good?"