Tiandihui, Jinlian is really a genius... Xu Qi'an sighed in his heart and told his plan in a casual manner.
As he listened, Chu Yuanzhen suddenly felt something was wrong and passed on the letter:
Slowly, why should you be the main force?Even if you are promoted to the fourth rank, you cannot be a rival to Joan of Arc.
Everyone suddenly reacted.
Especially Li Miaozhen, who witnessed Xu Qi'an's promotion to the fourth rank, no one understands Xu Qi'an better than her.
No matter how invincible he is at the fourth level, he is still a fourth level or a mortal. He is too far from the third level, which is stuck in countless warriors.
And Joan of Arc is the second-grade Taoist sect.
The two great realms are different.
Xu Qi'an passed on a letter: I am the third rank.
？？？
The people of the Heaven and Earth Association were once again hit by a frenzy, and their minds were filled with question marks.
What did I hear?Is this kid a third-rate?!Has he been with Confucians for a long time and gotten into the bad habit of bragging... Chu Yuanzhen was confused.
Bastard, you are so bullying. When I first met in Yunzhou, you were just a little 8th grade Tongluo!!The little soul in Li Miaozhen's body was screaming.
The others were shocked.
At this moment, the people of Tiandihui remembered the scene when No. 3 had just obtained fragments of the Earth Book. At that time, he was still a trembling little person who was frightened by Taoist Zi Lian.
That was October last year.
With a full calculation, it almost happened to be a year. In just one year, he stepped out of the realm of mortals and became a real and transcendent existence.
The third-rank martial artist has strong vitality and a long life span. There is no problem in living for hundreds of years.
He is no longer a mortal.
Can anyone really be promoted from the eighth grade to the third grade within one year?The Confucian saints back then probably didn't have this strength...
In the World Society, each person has his own opportunity, and each person is a talented young genius, but they have to admit that they are really mediocre in front of Xu Qi'an.
Why don’t you talk anymore? Are you all autistic? Seeing that no one has spoken for a long time, Xu Qi'an passed on a letter:
Brother Chu, when you return to the capital, remember to bring Erlang back together.I sent him to Yunlu Academy to meet my second uncle and aunt.
The house deeds and land deeds in Jianzhou were secretly bought by him when he went to Quanrong Mountain that day, but no one told him that he went to Quanrong Mountain alone at that time...
Thinking of this, Xu Qian frowned and found that he seemed to have forgotten something.
At that time, Cao Qingyang asked me to go to Quanrong Mountain for a banquet, so I went there alone, and bought a house on the way, and then met the ancestor of the Wulin League... Well, there is nothing wrong with it.
4: I understand, I will return to the capital overnight.You asked Si Tianjian to prepare elixirs for me to replenish qi.
If he dies with all his strength and fights the sword with all his strength, he can return to the capital within three hours.It was late at night at that time, and he could take a break and take the pill to recover his breath without delaying major events.
After the group chat, Xu Qi'an put away the fragments of the book and pulled out the Taiping Knife with his backhand, puff!Cut off his little finger.
Even if you don’t use the Vajra Invincible, it will be difficult to hurt my body with the sharpness of the Taiping Sword. You must choose to convert the Qi into the sword energy!
Xu Qi'an nodded, extremely satisfied with his current physique.
Immediately, he felt the small pointed wound, and the cells were splitting at a terrifying speed, trying to repair the wound.
He forced himself to hold back this instinct, leaned over and picked up his little finger, and leaned over to the broken mouth.
The flesh and blood were wriggling, and the little fingers continued again, recovering as before, without scars.
He examined himself: Every cell of a third-grade martial artist is filled with a huge breath of life. If there is a microscope, my cells should be different from ordinary human cells.
Well, will I sterilize Ah?!It shouldn't be that there is a half demon in this world, which means that the rules of reproductive isolation cannot control this world. You can tell by looking at Song Qing's terrifying life grafting technique. At that time, I was so scared that I didn't think about this...
The fourth-grade martial artist's blood devouring pill was almost a life of nine deaths. No, no, no life without deaths. No, no wonder no one dared to take this path. No wonder there are so many martial artists in the Great Feng, but there is only one third-grade king of Zhenbei.
Moreover, the vulgar martial artists did not understand the method of refining blood pills by tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of living people. The Taoist sect controlled this secret technique, and King Huai was helped by the Dao Sect.As for whether wizards and warlocks understand it, it is not known yet.
As for me, if a peak martial artist takes the initiative to abandon some of his essence, blood and blood calcification to help me get promoted, I can only say that my father is so good.Well, the supervisor also made contributions. Without his arrangements, I would not have laid the foundation in advance.
The gift from Duke Wei is out of emotion and inheritance. I don’t know why the gift from Guan Zheng is, but I already know part of it now.Hey, isn't it just killing the emperor?Dynasty is the foundation of sorcerers. If the supervisor kills the emperor, he will be retaliated against his luck.
I am different. I am just a martial artist, and I have luck and are not afraid of backlash.But killing the emperor will eventually lead to causality.
He played with his little finger and recalled his physical condition just now.
After the third grade, the warrior can not only be reborn with broken limbs, but also continue with broken limbs. The former is consuming his own essence and blood. If he keeps reborn with broken limbs, he will sooner or later be exhausted and will be torn to death.
The latter consumes very little, after all, there is no need to regenerate the body.In addition, in the early stage of the third grade, if the head is cut, you will die.Because the soul is not strong enough.That's what I'm doing now.
In the middle stage of the third grade, the soul catches up with the body. At that time, even if the head is cut off, a new head can grow and the soul can return to its position.But if the soul is targeted by a wizard or a Taoist master in this situation, the risk of death is still very high.
In addition, if the body is dismembered, all parts cannot return quickly. Even the third grade will cause excessive blood loss due to instinctive repair and will soon die.In other words, dismembering the corpse is the best way to kill a high-ranking martial artist.
Hiss ~ So how terrible is Gods?
Shenshu was dismembered, and was sealed in Sangbo for five hundred years. In the past five hundred years, his essence and blood were not lost, and he was still full of vitality.In addition, Shen Shu's soul has lasted for five hundred years and has not been erased...
The higher your cultivation level, the more you understand the terribleness of Shenshu.
How strong is the Shenshen in the peak realm? One punch is an old supervisor?
Xu Qi'an took a step into the air and broke through the air with the explosion of the aura.
A third-grade martial artist can fly with the air on the air. Among the methods of air control in various systems, this is a forced air control, which consumes the most and has the slowest speed.The slowest flight speed in the same realm.
However, if it is on land, the warrior is the fastest.
Even if a warlock who controls teleportation, unless it is teleported to more than ten miles or dozens of miles in one breath, close-range teleportation will easily be caught up by the explosive power of the warrior.
Then take it away with a set of close-fitting combos.
Soon, the capital was in sight.
Xu Qi'an landed on the ground, disguised as the handsome man in his previous life, and mixed into the bustling crowds, becoming one of the most common people.
He returned to the Star Gazing Tower and jumped onto the Bagua Platform together. The wind whistled and landed steadily beside the surveillance.
Where is Senior Brother Yang?Xu Qi'an asked the old supervisor.
I was afraid that he would not be able to stand the blow, so I locked it underground.The supervisor said expressionlessly.
Life is already so difficult, can’t I find fun in Senior Brother Yang? Xu Qi'an muttered and said: I have entered the third grade, so I’m in the supervision department.
The supervisor nodded and slapped Xu Qi'an on the head.
……
The wheels are tied.
The luxurious horse carriage made of rosewood is parked outside the Lingbao Temple.
After dressing up, Xu Qi'an came out of Lin'an's carriage, and the little lady in her arms held her skirt and jumped steadily with Xu Qi'an's support.
He walked to the door of Lingbao Temple with a generous attitude, raised his jaw slightly, and his voice was sweet: I want to see the national master, um, is my father here?
Your Majesty is not in the temple.
The little Taoist boy guarding the gate immediately entered the temple to report. After a while, he quickly returned and said: Your Highness, the national master is welcome.
After framing, he led Xu Qi'an into the room.
Your Highness, tomorrow, no matter what happens, don’t hate me...
The framed eyes flashed with seductive peach blossom eyes and said in a sweet voice: No... Are you going to get engaged?!
The sound suddenly rose.
Xu Qian shook his head and wanted to hold her hand. He thought about it and gave up. The big shark might have seen it.
A mature Aquaman, holding a steel fork in his hand, must know to insert the right fish at the right time.
It is obviously inappropriate now, and the smell of blood will stimulate the fierceness of the big shark inside.
When he was approaching Luo Yuheng's quiet courtyard, Lin'an was left waiting outside. He entered the courtyard and opened the door of Luo Yuheng's quiet room.
The mature and cold national teacher sat cross-legged in the cushion, his eyes closed slightly, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows made her beautiful face look a bit cold and fairy-like.
I've entered the third grade.Xu Qi'an whispered.
Luo Yuheng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him with a burning look.
Her heart trembled violently, almost unable to manage her expression, causing a drastic emotional change on her fair and cold face.
How did you do it?
Luo Yuheng unconsciously lowered his voice, as if discussing a secret.
Before Mr. Wei went to war, he left me a blood pill.Xu Qi'an sent a voice transmission: In addition, I have already found out the case of the late Emperor Joan of Arc.
He told Luo Yuheng everything about the whole story.
Luo Yuheng was silent for a long time, nodded slowly, and said half breath and half sigh: So that's it.
Xu Qi'an said bluntly: I want to kill the lord, but with my own strength, I am afraid I am not the opponent of the late emperor. Please help from the national master.
When killing the regicide, it is not only Yuan Jing, but also Joan of Arc.
Luo Yuheng did not respond, his voice was cold and crisp:
The supervisor will not attack the emperor because the warlock is inseparable from the dynasty, and the price of killing the emperor is unbearable for the supervisor.Otherwise, emperors of all dynasties would not be so relieved about surveillance.
However, masters after the third grade, no matter which system they are, are unwilling to attack the emperors on earth.Because killing a person with great luck will also be backfired by luck.
I have reached a very critical moment and can't stand this backlash. What are you doing if you take off your pants? !
Luo Yuheng frowned slightly, and the boy actually took off his coat and untied his belt in front of her.
Haven’t the national teacher always wanted to practice dual cultivation with me? He should not lose his chicken.Xu Qi'an is serious.
Then, he saw the head of the Renzong, the Dafeng National Master, and the beautiful woman with a beautiful and beautiful country, with two red clouds floating on her face.
Luo Yuheng looked at him with a complicated expression: You, you know everything...
Xu Qi'an nodded: It was told by Taoist Jinlian.
No matter whether the golden lotus is a people or a wolf, let’s get a trick first.
Luo Yuheng's eyebrows were raised, his eyes looked to one side, and said lightly:
Although I have this plan, it’s not your fault. How can I have a Taoist couple be a joke?
She had a cold expression and a cold tone, but her less neat speech betrayed her.
The national teacher is still a very ritual-like little girl, Ah, you can't play tricks. Well, of course I will take a shower, and there will be no missing steps... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, stopped understanding the behavior of the belt, and smiled:
After killing the regicide, I became the national teacher.
His move is just to meet Luo Yuheng honestly. You are greedy for my body, and I beg you to help. Of course, I am a little greedy for your body... This is more like an exchange of interests.
However, Xu Qian has a good impression of Luo Yuheng and does not mind having sex first and then cultivating feelings.
The ancients said: Love will grow over time!
Luo Yuheng's eyes flashed with water, and at the same time there was a rare shame and anger. He said lightly: I will take action tomorrow, get out!
Xu Qi'an bowed and left the quiet room.
After leaving the yard, he came up with the mount and asked in a chattering question: What did you talk to the national teacher?
Xu Qi'an answered truthfully: I wanted to invite the national teacher to practice dual cultivation, but she refused.
She rolled her eyes.
Xu Qi'an also said: She thinks that the Taoist couple's affairs cannot be played by her, and she has to ask me to carry a sedan chair to marry her through the family.
He giggled like a hen: I haven’t even found the Lingbao Temple yet, be careful that the national master heard it and blamed him.
Xu Qi'an glanced at her and said that you won't be able to laugh in the future.
Next, take me to the royal palace.He said.
……
After Wang Zhenwen returned home, he began to ask his family to pack up their gifts, from their clothes to antiques, furniture, calligraphy and paintings, and to fill them all with boxes.
My family was confused, but I knew that something big happened.
Mr. Wang plucked up the courage to ask several times, but he didn't dare to ask again without a reply.
He kept instigating his most beloved sister to inquire about information.
Wang Simu made a judgment in his heart through the recent situation in the court and the fact that his father tried his best to win the reputation of Wei Yuan.
There are two possibilities, one is that my father intends to resign.2. Your Majesty plans to let his father resign.
This mansion was granted by the royal family and is located in the imperial city. It is different from the hereditary nobles. Once civil officials resign and return home, the imperial mansion with such imperial mansions will be taken back.
Unlike the nobles, I will die and have a legitimate son to succeed the title, and the imperial residence can be passed on forever.
It shouldn't be said that because of the relationship between his father and Wei Yuan, even if the heroes cherish each other, they will be political enemies in the end.There is no need to do this... Wang Simu was frowning and scolded:
Second brother, are you annoying?Stay there.
Mr. Wang immediately turned off the fire, curled his lips and left with his sleeves.
Just at this moment, the servant came to report: Miss, Princess Lin'an is here.
Wang Simu was a little surprised and immediately got up and went out to greet him. He was half a good friend of Lin'an, and the two sides had frequent contacts.
When I arrived at the living room, I saw the second princess in a red skirt, with her oval face and peach blossom eyes, as charming as ever.
Your Highness!
Wang Simu bowed and observed Lin'an's emotions. Speaking of which, Princess Huaiqing played a crucial role in the reason why she and Lin'an became good friends.
Princess Lin'an likes to be a demon, and is a bitch, but she is not capable of beating herself, except for acting coquettishly and knows how to please Emperor Jing.
Until he met Wang Simu, he had a dog-headed military advisor and often asked Wang Simu to come up with ideas, making it difficult for Huaiqing.
Although most of the time, Wang Simu's ideas will make Lin'an lose a lot of rice, it can occasionally cause a lot of lethality to Huaiqing.
Sexy!
Lin'an greeted him with a smile and asked: I want to see the King's Master.
As he said that, he glanced at Xu Qi'an who was disguised as a disguised person.
Wang Simu, who was observing the details, immediately noticed this detail and examined Xu Qi'an.
He is ordinary, with a very mediocre appearance and temperament.
But since this man can be brought by His Highness Lin'an, his identity must be not simple.
At this moment, she heard the mediocre man smile and said:
Oh, my sister-in-law.
As he listened, Chu Yuanzhen suddenly felt something was wrong and passed on the letter:
Slowly, why should you be the main force?Even if you are promoted to the fourth rank, you cannot be a rival to Joan of Arc.
Everyone suddenly reacted.
Especially Li Miaozhen, who witnessed Xu Qi'an's promotion to the fourth rank, no one understands Xu Qi'an better than her.
No matter how invincible he is at the fourth level, he is still a fourth level or a mortal. He is too far from the third level, which is stuck in countless warriors.
And Joan of Arc is the second-grade Taoist sect.
The two great realms are different.
Xu Qi'an passed on a letter: I am the third rank.
？？？
The people of the Heaven and Earth Association were once again hit by a frenzy, and their minds were filled with question marks.
What did I hear?Is this kid a third-rate?!Has he been with Confucians for a long time and gotten into the bad habit of bragging... Chu Yuanzhen was confused.
Bastard, you are so bullying. When I first met in Yunzhou, you were just a little 8th grade Tongluo!!The little soul in Li Miaozhen's body was screaming.
The others were shocked.
At this moment, the people of Tiandihui remembered the scene when No. 3 had just obtained fragments of the Earth Book. At that time, he was still a trembling little person who was frightened by Taoist Zi Lian.
That was October last year.
With a full calculation, it almost happened to be a year. In just one year, he stepped out of the realm of mortals and became a real and transcendent existence.
The third-rank martial artist has strong vitality and a long life span. There is no problem in living for hundreds of years.
He is no longer a mortal.
Can anyone really be promoted from the eighth grade to the third grade within one year?The Confucian saints back then probably didn't have this strength...
In the World Society, each person has his own opportunity, and each person is a talented young genius, but they have to admit that they are really mediocre in front of Xu Qi'an.
Why don’t you talk anymore? Are you all autistic? Seeing that no one has spoken for a long time, Xu Qi'an passed on a letter:
Brother Chu, when you return to the capital, remember to bring Erlang back together.I sent him to Yunlu Academy to meet my second uncle and aunt.
The house deeds and land deeds in Jianzhou were secretly bought by him when he went to Quanrong Mountain that day, but no one told him that he went to Quanrong Mountain alone at that time...
Thinking of this, Xu Qian frowned and found that he seemed to have forgotten something.
At that time, Cao Qingyang asked me to go to Quanrong Mountain for a banquet, so I went there alone, and bought a house on the way, and then met the ancestor of the Wulin League... Well, there is nothing wrong with it.
4: I understand, I will return to the capital overnight.You asked Si Tianjian to prepare elixirs for me to replenish qi.
If he dies with all his strength and fights the sword with all his strength, he can return to the capital within three hours.It was late at night at that time, and he could take a break and take the pill to recover his breath without delaying major events.
After the group chat, Xu Qi'an put away the fragments of the book and pulled out the Taiping Knife with his backhand, puff!Cut off his little finger.
Even if you don’t use the Vajra Invincible, it will be difficult to hurt my body with the sharpness of the Taiping Sword. You must choose to convert the Qi into the sword energy!
Xu Qi'an nodded, extremely satisfied with his current physique.
Immediately, he felt the small pointed wound, and the cells were splitting at a terrifying speed, trying to repair the wound.
He forced himself to hold back this instinct, leaned over and picked up his little finger, and leaned over to the broken mouth.
The flesh and blood were wriggling, and the little fingers continued again, recovering as before, without scars.
He examined himself: Every cell of a third-grade martial artist is filled with a huge breath of life. If there is a microscope, my cells should be different from ordinary human cells.
Well, will I sterilize Ah?!It shouldn't be that there is a half demon in this world, which means that the rules of reproductive isolation cannot control this world. You can tell by looking at Song Qing's terrifying life grafting technique. At that time, I was so scared that I didn't think about this...
The fourth-grade martial artist's blood devouring pill was almost a life of nine deaths. No, no, no life without deaths. No, no wonder no one dared to take this path. No wonder there are so many martial artists in the Great Feng, but there is only one third-grade king of Zhenbei.
Moreover, the vulgar martial artists did not understand the method of refining blood pills by tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of living people. The Taoist sect controlled this secret technique, and King Huai was helped by the Dao Sect.As for whether wizards and warlocks understand it, it is not known yet.
As for me, if a peak martial artist takes the initiative to abandon some of his essence, blood and blood calcification to help me get promoted, I can only say that my father is so good.Well, the supervisor also made contributions. Without his arrangements, I would not have laid the foundation in advance.
The gift from Duke Wei is out of emotion and inheritance. I don’t know why the gift from Guan Zheng is, but I already know part of it now.Hey, isn't it just killing the emperor?Dynasty is the foundation of sorcerers. If the supervisor kills the emperor, he will be retaliated against his luck.
I am different. I am just a martial artist, and I have luck and are not afraid of backlash.But killing the emperor will eventually lead to causality.
He played with his little finger and recalled his physical condition just now.
After the third grade, the warrior can not only be reborn with broken limbs, but also continue with broken limbs. The former is consuming his own essence and blood. If he keeps reborn with broken limbs, he will sooner or later be exhausted and will be torn to death.
The latter consumes very little, after all, there is no need to regenerate the body.In addition, in the early stage of the third grade, if the head is cut, you will die.Because the soul is not strong enough.That's what I'm doing now.
In the middle stage of the third grade, the soul catches up with the body. At that time, even if the head is cut off, a new head can grow and the soul can return to its position.But if the soul is targeted by a wizard or a Taoist master in this situation, the risk of death is still very high.
In addition, if the body is dismembered, all parts cannot return quickly. Even the third grade will cause excessive blood loss due to instinctive repair and will soon die.In other words, dismembering the corpse is the best way to kill a high-ranking martial artist.
Hiss ~ So how terrible is Gods?
Shenshu was dismembered, and was sealed in Sangbo for five hundred years. In the past five hundred years, his essence and blood were not lost, and he was still full of vitality.In addition, Shen Shu's soul has lasted for five hundred years and has not been erased...
The higher your cultivation level, the more you understand the terribleness of Shenshu.
How strong is the Shenshen in the peak realm? One punch is an old supervisor?
Xu Qi'an took a step into the air and broke through the air with the explosion of the aura.
A third-grade martial artist can fly with the air on the air. Among the methods of air control in various systems, this is a forced air control, which consumes the most and has the slowest speed.The slowest flight speed in the same realm.
However, if it is on land, the warrior is the fastest.
Even if a warlock who controls teleportation, unless it is teleported to more than ten miles or dozens of miles in one breath, close-range teleportation will easily be caught up by the explosive power of the warrior.
Then take it away with a set of close-fitting combos.
Soon, the capital was in sight.
Xu Qi'an landed on the ground, disguised as the handsome man in his previous life, and mixed into the bustling crowds, becoming one of the most common people.
He returned to the Star Gazing Tower and jumped onto the Bagua Platform together. The wind whistled and landed steadily beside the surveillance.
Where is Senior Brother Yang?Xu Qi'an asked the old supervisor.
I was afraid that he would not be able to stand the blow, so I locked it underground.The supervisor said expressionlessly.
Life is already so difficult, can’t I find fun in Senior Brother Yang? Xu Qi'an muttered and said: I have entered the third grade, so I’m in the supervision department.
The supervisor nodded and slapped Xu Qi'an on the head.
……
The wheels are tied.
The luxurious horse carriage made of rosewood is parked outside the Lingbao Temple.
After dressing up, Xu Qi'an came out of Lin'an's carriage, and the little lady in her arms held her skirt and jumped steadily with Xu Qi'an's support.
He walked to the door of Lingbao Temple with a generous attitude, raised his jaw slightly, and his voice was sweet: I want to see the national master, um, is my father here?
Your Majesty is not in the temple.
The little Taoist boy guarding the gate immediately entered the temple to report. After a while, he quickly returned and said: Your Highness, the national master is welcome.
After framing, he led Xu Qi'an into the room.
Your Highness, tomorrow, no matter what happens, don’t hate me...
The framed eyes flashed with seductive peach blossom eyes and said in a sweet voice: No... Are you going to get engaged?!
The sound suddenly rose.
Xu Qian shook his head and wanted to hold her hand. He thought about it and gave up. The big shark might have seen it.
A mature Aquaman, holding a steel fork in his hand, must know to insert the right fish at the right time.
It is obviously inappropriate now, and the smell of blood will stimulate the fierceness of the big shark inside.
When he was approaching Luo Yuheng's quiet courtyard, Lin'an was left waiting outside. He entered the courtyard and opened the door of Luo Yuheng's quiet room.
The mature and cold national teacher sat cross-legged in the cushion, his eyes closed slightly, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows made her beautiful face look a bit cold and fairy-like.
I've entered the third grade.Xu Qi'an whispered.
Luo Yuheng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him with a burning look.
Her heart trembled violently, almost unable to manage her expression, causing a drastic emotional change on her fair and cold face.
How did you do it?
Luo Yuheng unconsciously lowered his voice, as if discussing a secret.
Before Mr. Wei went to war, he left me a blood pill.Xu Qi'an sent a voice transmission: In addition, I have already found out the case of the late Emperor Joan of Arc.
He told Luo Yuheng everything about the whole story.
Luo Yuheng was silent for a long time, nodded slowly, and said half breath and half sigh: So that's it.
Xu Qi'an said bluntly: I want to kill the lord, but with my own strength, I am afraid I am not the opponent of the late emperor. Please help from the national master.
When killing the regicide, it is not only Yuan Jing, but also Joan of Arc.
Luo Yuheng did not respond, his voice was cold and crisp:
The supervisor will not attack the emperor because the warlock is inseparable from the dynasty, and the price of killing the emperor is unbearable for the supervisor.Otherwise, emperors of all dynasties would not be so relieved about surveillance.
However, masters after the third grade, no matter which system they are, are unwilling to attack the emperors on earth.Because killing a person with great luck will also be backfired by luck.
I have reached a very critical moment and can't stand this backlash. What are you doing if you take off your pants? !
Luo Yuheng frowned slightly, and the boy actually took off his coat and untied his belt in front of her.
Haven’t the national teacher always wanted to practice dual cultivation with me? He should not lose his chicken.Xu Qi'an is serious.
Then, he saw the head of the Renzong, the Dafeng National Master, and the beautiful woman with a beautiful and beautiful country, with two red clouds floating on her face.
Luo Yuheng looked at him with a complicated expression: You, you know everything...
Xu Qi'an nodded: It was told by Taoist Jinlian.
No matter whether the golden lotus is a people or a wolf, let’s get a trick first.
Luo Yuheng's eyebrows were raised, his eyes looked to one side, and said lightly:
Although I have this plan, it’s not your fault. How can I have a Taoist couple be a joke?
She had a cold expression and a cold tone, but her less neat speech betrayed her.
The national teacher is still a very ritual-like little girl, Ah, you can't play tricks. Well, of course I will take a shower, and there will be no missing steps... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, stopped understanding the behavior of the belt, and smiled:
After killing the regicide, I became the national teacher.
His move is just to meet Luo Yuheng honestly. You are greedy for my body, and I beg you to help. Of course, I am a little greedy for your body... This is more like an exchange of interests.
However, Xu Qian has a good impression of Luo Yuheng and does not mind having sex first and then cultivating feelings.
The ancients said: Love will grow over time!
Luo Yuheng's eyes flashed with water, and at the same time there was a rare shame and anger. He said lightly: I will take action tomorrow, get out!
Xu Qi'an bowed and left the quiet room.
After leaving the yard, he came up with the mount and asked in a chattering question: What did you talk to the national teacher?
Xu Qi'an answered truthfully: I wanted to invite the national teacher to practice dual cultivation, but she refused.
She rolled her eyes.
Xu Qi'an also said: She thinks that the Taoist couple's affairs cannot be played by her, and she has to ask me to carry a sedan chair to marry her through the family.
He giggled like a hen: I haven’t even found the Lingbao Temple yet, be careful that the national master heard it and blamed him.
Xu Qi'an glanced at her and said that you won't be able to laugh in the future.
Next, take me to the royal palace.He said.
……
After Wang Zhenwen returned home, he began to ask his family to pack up their gifts, from their clothes to antiques, furniture, calligraphy and paintings, and to fill them all with boxes.
My family was confused, but I knew that something big happened.
Mr. Wang plucked up the courage to ask several times, but he didn't dare to ask again without a reply.
He kept instigating his most beloved sister to inquire about information.
Wang Simu made a judgment in his heart through the recent situation in the court and the fact that his father tried his best to win the reputation of Wei Yuan.
There are two possibilities, one is that my father intends to resign.2. Your Majesty plans to let his father resign.
This mansion was granted by the royal family and is located in the imperial city. It is different from the hereditary nobles. Once civil officials resign and return home, the imperial mansion with such imperial mansions will be taken back.
Unlike the nobles, I will die and have a legitimate son to succeed the title, and the imperial residence can be passed on forever.
It shouldn't be said that because of the relationship between his father and Wei Yuan, even if the heroes cherish each other, they will be political enemies in the end.There is no need to do this... Wang Simu was frowning and scolded:
Second brother, are you annoying?Stay there.
Mr. Wang immediately turned off the fire, curled his lips and left with his sleeves.
Just at this moment, the servant came to report: Miss, Princess Lin'an is here.
Wang Simu was a little surprised and immediately got up and went out to greet him. He was half a good friend of Lin'an, and the two sides had frequent contacts.
When I arrived at the living room, I saw the second princess in a red skirt, with her oval face and peach blossom eyes, as charming as ever.
Your Highness!
Wang Simu bowed and observed Lin'an's emotions. Speaking of which, Princess Huaiqing played a crucial role in the reason why she and Lin'an became good friends.
Princess Lin'an likes to be a demon, and is a bitch, but she is not capable of beating herself, except for acting coquettishly and knows how to please Emperor Jing.
Until he met Wang Simu, he had a dog-headed military advisor and often asked Wang Simu to come up with ideas, making it difficult for Huaiqing.
Although most of the time, Wang Simu's ideas will make Lin'an lose a lot of rice, it can occasionally cause a lot of lethality to Huaiqing.
Sexy!
Lin'an greeted him with a smile and asked: I want to see the King's Master.
As he said that, he glanced at Xu Qi'an who was disguised as a disguised person.
Wang Simu, who was observing the details, immediately noticed this detail and examined Xu Qi'an.
He is ordinary, with a very mediocre appearance and temperament.
But since this man can be brought by His Highness Lin'an, his identity must be not simple.
At this moment, she heard the mediocre man smile and said:
Oh, my sister-in-law.
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