After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

After taking a bath, Emperor Wu put on his outer robe and got on the couch. As for the little lotus that he was interested in, he also put it on the brocade cabinet beside the bed. Accompanied by the silence of the night, the light lotus fragrance gradually became stronger, making people feel happy. Tu Xiuting, who was originally depressed, became tired.

Looking at the lotus flower swaying in the night, the petals were still half closed, Tu Xiuting thought of something, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but turned over and lay down.

The night was still long, not long after Emperor Wu lay down, Bai Miao listened to the man's breathing gradually becoming steady, and then dared to secretly absorb the dragon's energy.

Mountain spirits, especially those of plants and trees, mostly absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. Besides, in Bai Miao's world, there are really no other good ways for plant spirits to cultivate, and because he has followed the old way Once, you know more than others, even if you have more contact with people with great luck, it will also be beneficial to your cultivation.

It's not a crooked way to absorb the luck of others, but to absorb the remaining luck of the other party around the person with great luck. If you can make friends with the person with great luck, it will be more helpful for cultivation, and those that existed in Bai Miao's previous life Fairies and monsters have many opportunities that ordinary people do not have. In order to survive better and to be recognized by the heavens after cultivating into a great monster, they must not do evil things, otherwise they will not be able to pass the level of thunder disaster.

Of course, there are only a small number of salted fish goblins like Bai Miao who were killed by Heavenly Tribulation.

But in his previous life, Bai Miao didn't meet a few people with strong luck until he died, so he didn't worry about his cultivation anymore; but now that he was reborn in Dayin, he was by the emperor's side again, Emperor Wu The luck on his body is like the dragon's veins in this world, the purple energy is soaring to the sky, rich and seductive, except for the looming tyranny in it, there is probably no one in this world with stronger luck than Emperor Wu.

Therefore, cultivating beside Emperor Wu is the best choice for Bai Miao.

Bai Miao circulated the pitiful little demon power in his body, and bit by bit the dragon energy attached to Emperor Wu's body was hooked towards him.

If there are people in the Wuji Hall at this moment, they will see the faint light from the lotus petals on the brocade cabinet, which is faintly invisible, but it is also very attractive in the darkness. body particles.

And Bai Miao, who was in the spot of light, was also extremely comfortable. The dragon aura on Emperor Wudi was strong and strong, pure orthodox. Every time he absorbed it, he felt a kind of comfort that shuddered to his toes. Even though the demon power in his body was still pitifully small, But that sense of fullness gradually filled Bai Miao's mind, making his depleted monster power seem to be nourished by sweet springs.

It's really worthy of the emperor's honor...

Bai Miao silently thought that perhaps it would be a new opportunity for him to be reborn in this world, otherwise, in modern society, how could he meet such a lucky person, and the current situation would facilitate his future cultivation—as long as He can continue to stay in the palace.

Here, Bai Miao silently absorbs the dragon energy to practice, but Emperor Wu is not stable in his sleep, the light is dim at night, only one candlestick in the Promise Hall is still dyed with faint light, but cold sweat emerges on Emperor Wu's forehead, like a sharp sword His eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his sinister and masculine face showed a bit of ferocity as if he was being pursued by a nightmare.

The moment Emperor Wu breathed short of breath, Bai Miao felt it, even the dragon aura drawn by him was infected with madness, he could rampage in the Wuji Hall, and it was difficult for Bai Miao to control him.

The distracting thoughts in his mind circled around, Bai Miao thought that in order to better absorb the dragon energy for himself, it would be better to help Emperor Wu now, which would not only help the other party, but also facilitate himself.

Thinking of this, Bai Miao released the monster energy that he had gathered with great difficulty, mixed with a faint lotus fragrance, and the fluttering Emperor Wu leaned against him.

It was a translucent pure white streamer, shining faintly in the night, covering Emperor Wu's body bit by bit.

Trapped by the nightmare, Emperor Wu also seemed to feel some unknown warmth and coolness, which washed away the deepest, unforgettable memories full of humiliation and hatred in his heart.

The faint lotus fragrance is very seductive, they gradually dissipated in Emperor Wu's nose, calming his restless heart, and giving the dark dream a peace and even tranquility that he never had before.