In a long and endless mountain range, a black palace stands on the top of the mountain, towering into the sky, with a total of 12 layers, and the layers are ten meters high. There are large areas of buildings in the surrounding area, but these twelve-story palaces stand out like chickens, overshadowing those palaces that were originally grandiose and magnificent, like subjects prostrate under the feet of giants, and naturally habitually ignore them.

The building on the top floor has been shrouded in clouds and smoke, which makes it seem mysterious and distant.

The Xuanyuan family, the new generation of the Holy Lord's study is on the twelfth floor of this palace.

It is said that it is a study, but in fact, the rows of bookshelves are empty, continuing the original style.

The previous Holy Lord Xuanyuan Huo said this, it is better to listen than to watch, it is better to see than to understand, it is better to understand than to understand yourself, and it is better to understand yourself than to write yourself.

However, Wu Heng felt that it was the old man pretending to be a magic stick, obviously he accidentally burned all the books in his own practice, but he made up such a high-sounding reason to explain.

When he came to this study, Wu Heng habitually looked at the scroll hanging on the wall on the left.

In the picture scroll, there is a woman with a charming face, she is better than snow in white clothes, just like the blooming snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, not stained with red dust, like a goddess who has been mortal for nine days. The snow-white long skirt, dragged on the ground, has a bit of beauty, her eyes are very gentle, and she is as tender as water.

At this moment, Wu Heng's eyes were very pure, with deep longing.

Although he had never actually seen her face, the woman in the scroll was all too familiar to Wu Heng - it was a portrait of his mother.

For a long time, Wu Heng did not move, standing still looking at the picture scroll, a huge study, empty, no one bothered him.

Half an hour passed, and another person's voice finally appeared in the study, with the majesty of a holy lord, irresistible, but also mixed with a little softness, she said: "This holy lord has a lot of opportunities, but I don't have time to accompany you here." ”

Hearing this, Wu Heng's heart trembled, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze staring at the scroll, sorted out his clothes and said, "I'm sorry, I was in a trance for a while, so I ......."

According to the second sister's hot temper, if a person dares to hang her for ten minutes, he has to be beaten hard, Wu Heng made her wait for half an hour, the situation is very serious!

"Well, remembering that you are still young, and you miss your mother, this Holy Lord forgives you innocence. The voice is very calm, it is already quite majestic, and people who are not familiar with Xuanyuan Yanran will definitely take it seriously, and immediately kneel down and thank you. However, Wu Heng and the second sister were too familiar, even to the extent of a certain body, so when he heard this, he felt how strange and strange he was.

However, in order to give the new Holy Lord some face, Wu Heng reluctantly leaned down and nodded and said, "Thank you for the Holy Lord's magnanimity and extrajudicial kindness, the villain is grateful!"

On the other side, there was a laugh that couldn't help laughing, Xuanyuan Yanran frowned, and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be honest with me, hurry up." ”

Wu Heng was embarrassed to make him wait longer, and did two steps in three steps, passing through the rows of empty bookshelves and coming to the innermost part of the study.

There is a ten-meter-long desk, which, unlike before, is not empty, but is covered with piles of folds. On the left, about one-tenth is placed, stacked together to a height of three meters, which is a fold that has been reviewed. The right one is very exaggerated, three meters long, two meters wide, and ten meters high, which has not been approved......

The new Holy Lord is on the throne, and the forces from all over the Xuanyuan family must fold up to report the recent situation, so that they can understand more, and there are also small people who offer many family reform plans, which seem to be for the development of the family, but in fact they want to show up in front of the new Holy Lord and ask for some benefits, so the excerpt has become the current situation. A great family in Zhongzhou is many times wider than the territory under the control of the mortal emperor, so if he wants to be a good holy lord, he is ten times busier than when any emperor is busy.

"It's a bit miserable. Wu Heng looked at the excerpt in front of him and muttered. In addition, there was a few seconds of silence in my heart for the second sister.

"You also know that it's miserable, obviously the position of the Holy Lord should be passed on to you, so you don't die, but you actually confessed to me, and let Miss Ben suffer for you!" Xuanyuan Yanran complained, because the fold completely sealed the desk, so she didn't see her in person.

"I'm just a shallow learner, I can't manage such a big business, I'm saying, your holy lord's position was appointed by a few grandfathers, why do you put everything on my head. ”

Xuanyuan Yanran ate the taste: "Hmph, don't think I don't know, several grandfathers originally unanimously elected you, but the great sage said that the Xuanyuan family can't tolerate you as an immortal, and wants to let you go to a wider place, so it fell on my head." ”

"Second sister, you are really too humble, I am far behind you, let alone a higher realm. Wu Heng lowered his head and touched his nose, a little embarrassed. To be honest, it is fortunate that the Qilin Dao Leader said such a sentence at the beginning, otherwise he would not have to be busy with the position of the Holy Lord.

Immediately, Wu Heng bypassed the mountain of documents and came to the back of the desk, and the scene he saw in front of him made him petrified on the spot, and some blood gushed out, and he couldn't stop.

I saw Xuanyuan Yanran lying lazily on a chair, with her snow-white jade arm on her head. The chair is more than two meters long and half a meter wide, so you can sit and read documents and sleep on it when you are tired.

At this moment, she does not have the image of the Holy Lord who is high up at all, but like a tired little cat, curled up in her sleeping nest. You don't have to think about it to know the reason, so many twists and turns need to be reviewed, and I feel tired just looking at it, let alone doing it.

Xuanyuan Yanran is wearing a generous red skirt robe, which supports the body curve more charming and colorful, with a snow-white body like jade, with a faint and charming luster, elegant jade neck, bright red lips, slightly exposed snow peaks, blow-breakable, neat and smooth short hair, wrapping the melon seed face in a moving and pretty way.

Because she was sleeping on her side in a chair, she was not wearing shoes, and her bare pink little feet were a little playful and casual. Looking up along his gaze, Wu Heng couldn't help but feel a little nervous, it was a pair of slender and round snow-white jade legs, the lines were sexy, seductive, so perfect that he couldn't find half of the flaws, revealing most of them, extending to a very extreme distance before being covered by the skirt.

Wu Heng's eyes lit up, I have to say that the second sister's legs are very dreamy, and her ability to be among the four beauties in Zhongzhou has a lot to do with this.

Xuanyuan Yanran's pretty face, a little sleepy, as if she was looking at Wu Heng like no one else, and she didn't have any scruples, she said: "The matter of the Golden Fairy Dew, I have you to lose." ”

"It's okay, it's what I'm supposed to do. Wu Heng said without hesitation, there was still some unbalance in his heart, but he was also a dignified human race god, and he actually played the role of a porter, but when he saw this pair of snow legs, he didn't have the heart to think about other things for a long time, and his eyes were locked there motionlessly, it was really long and white, the best!

"You came to me, do you want to try the feel?" Suddenly, Xuanyuan Yanran asked Wu Heng.

Wu Heng's heart pounded, thinking to himself that she was teasing me?

He couldn't help rubbing his hands, and said with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth: "Am I that kind of person, how can I find you just for this, but, but I don't mind giving it a try!"

Immediately, Wu Heng couldn't wait to stretch out his claws, and stroked them on the pair of slippery and satin-like snow legs with lightning speed.

Xuanyuan Yanran frowned her little eyebrows, slapped Wu Heng's claws away, got up and sat down and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Try, try the feel......" Wu Heng looked innocent, and he was reminiscing about something in his heart.

"Didn't you come to me to try to see if you could control the Xuanyuan Sword to deal with Nangong Chen? Why did you suddenly touch my thigh. Xuanyuan Yanran looked at him strangely.

Hearing this, Wu Heng remembered what was going on, and grabbed his head a little embarrassedly and said, "Well, it seems that I misunderstood, misunderstood." ”

"What you're thinking about in your head, it's all wrong. Xuanyuan Yanran was coquettish, a little crying and laughing, and asked him to try the feel of Xuanyuan Sword, but he didn't expect it to be mistaken for ......

Wu Heng returned to his previous serious appearance and asked: "The Xuanyuan Sword is the strongest force among the ten divine soldiers, the attack is the first, and the Pangu Axe will be defeated and ranked second, I'm afraid it's not so easy to control, right?"

"It's very difficult to control, when I was young, my grandfather gave me the golden sword, and I slowly became familiar with it, until twenty years later, I was able to control seven points. Xuanyuan Yanran nodded, she has now controlled the Xuanyuan Sword, it has taken a full twenty-seven years, and it is not easy for Wu Heng to control it in such a short time.

"Well, I'll try it, if it doesn't work, I won't be reluctant, after all, the Demon Dragon Pill on the Xuehua side is about to be perfected, and when the time comes, my certainty will be greatly increased. "Wu Heng Dao, he originally thought that with the Demon Dragon Pill, he would definitely win, but after the last battle, Nangong Chen was really not simple, and he had become a very terrifying Demon Cultivator, even if there was a Demon Dragon Pill, there was a chance of failure, and he was not ten percent sure, so he also wanted to try to see if he could control the Xuanyuan Sword.

"You come with me. Xuanyuan stood up and burst out of the study window in a red light.

Wu Heng chased after him, the power of the Xuanyuan Sword was very great, and if he wanted to control it, he would definitely have to make a lot of noise, so it would be safer to go outdoors to control it, so as not to damage the building.

Xuanyuan Yanran's speed was amazing, and Wu Heng chased after him with a walking formation, and it would be difficult to surpass it for a while and a half. Soon, she stopped in a clearing, it was the Xuanyuan family's martial arts arena, it was now in the afternoon, it was the most lively time in the martial arts arena, and there were many monks standing on the empty flat ground who were evolving the offensive method to fight.

In the martial arts arena, most of them were Xuanyuan Realm monks and psychic monks, and they were all flattered when they saw Xuanyuan Yanran suddenly coming, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "See the Holy Lord!"

"No need to be polite. Xuanyuan raised her hand and told them to get up.

Then Wu Heng came one after another, standing beside Xuanyuan Yanran, the scattered monks just got up, and when they saw the human god body coming, they hurriedly knelt down again, saluted and arched their hands: "See the god body!"

"I'm not an official, why do you see me?" Wu Heng asked puzzled when he saw this situation for the first time.

The times are different, Xuanyuan Yanran became the Holy Lord, Wu Heng, the friends who had friends with her in life and death, even if they didn't have a title, they had to be in awe, and the monks below the family dragon realm all needed to kneel and salute.

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