Falling asleep in a dream, waking up in reality, Prunella was woken up by the sunlight outside the window, this glance startled, the red mosquito net, the high ceiling, pouring down, isn't this the bed of the future in her dreams?

Xia Kucao's eyes widened, and she quickly shook her head at a speed of ten times a second, and then looked, it was still this scene, she had to pinch her arm, oh my God, it hurts!

Xia Dry grass woke up in fright, this is not a dream, it is too real, she turned over with a carp, and then remembered the words of the woman just now.

There is also that sentence What is my heart to the bright moon, pure can be born.

In order to verify whether this was a dream or not, she opened the door, and opened the door with only the clothes wrapped inside, and there were two maids guarding the door.

"Holy Maiden, you wake up, I'll give you a coat, although the sun is shining today, but the wind is still cool after the rain and the sky is clear, you wait until you get dressed before you go out!"

"Holy Maiden?" Xia Kucao could no longer refute it, these two people were real, living people with hands and feet.

She looked at the little maid with a blank look, really put on her coat gently, and skillfully dressed her, and tied a tender green purse around her waist.

The clothes were all satin, and they were worn on the body in a flowing and free manner, and Xia Dry Grass said in a flurry manner: "Where is this, why are you doing this to me?"

The little maid bowed her head respectfully and replied: "Holy Maiden don't need to panic, we are your portable maids, I am Xiaoqing, this is your mansion, Holy Maiden's Mansion!"

Prunella couldn't react for a long time, and the surrounding scene changed, the pond in front of the gate was full of frolicking goldfish, and the yard was full of fragrance and flowers.

The doors and windows are all fine gilt, brilliant, atmospheric and **.

"How did I become a saint, why am I not impressed at all?"

"Yesterday there was lightning and thunder, you were recognized by the magic mirror under the watchful eye, we don't know the specific process, I heard that the heavens chose you by thunder, and the patriarchs and elders personally announced the results. ”

"Thunder, does that mean I've been struck by lightning?" Xia Kucao trembled, and quickly opened his arms to look around, there was no discomfort on his body, not even the wound he had been beaten before.

Xia Kucao pouted incredibly, and said to himself: "No, it's so magical, is there something wrong with God's head?"

Xia Kucao sat in the pavilion puzzled, she used her hand to gather strength, just like the method told her in the previous dream, there was no flame in the palm of her hand.

I want to jump from the big tree again to test whether I have magic and martial arts, and I don't have the courage to live to die.

No, I still have to go to the patriarch to make it clear that it is the first book, Xia Kucao immediately got up, asked for directions, and went straight to the patriarch's mansion.

The crackling sound in the room did not stop, and the maids knelt beside and trembled in fear.

"Okay, I'm a saint, this position is only worthy of me to sit, and now a person has appeared out of thin air, why, why?" Xia Zizhu's scream was terrifying.

The patriarch and his wife stood outside the door, looking dejected.

"You go and persuade Zhu'er, it's not a way to move like this!" said the patriarch to his wife.

"I'm going to go to you, don't you know her temper? is angry, it's strange to listen to you, it's all Zhu'er's master who is incompetent, why is it so coincidental, if you do it early and stagger the time with that woman, can't you hide it from your preconceived ideas?"

"In the woman's opinion, don't talk about the koi wizard behind your back, blame Zhu'er is not a destined person, although the saint is the core of the witch clan on the bright side, but Wushan Yun is the soul of my witch clan.

There are thousands of disciples of Wushan Yun, and each of them has unique skills, inheriting the ancient witchcraft of my Wu clan, and the first saint does not let the people of the Wu clan learn more about this secret technique, but she wants to take the right path.

This world is ever-changing, who knows where it will go in the future? If the little girl Zhu'er studies hard and learns the true legend of the koi wizard, I am afraid that she will not be able to control a territory in the witch clan in the future?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted: "I don't want to learn the true inheritance of the master, the master and his old man have learned the magic of crooked and evil ways in order to maintain their youth forever, not only their appearance has changed, but even their bodies have changed, living like an old monster, how can they be like a saint, without a single gray hair for a hundred years, and they can still marry into the royal family, is it possible that my father wants me to never marry for the rest of my life and be with those smoky things all day long?"

Xia Zizhu cried after speaking, the patriarch's wife hurriedly comforted her, and the patriarch sighed and said:

"Stupid, don't I think about your future? The Holy Maiden has only a big election in a hundred years, you have missed the opportunity, if you don't learn tricky spells, you will be as old as your mother in my sixtieth year!"

"Yes, Zhu'er, what your father said makes sense, when your father is down, you have no brothers and sisters, and you can only rely on your husband's family to live in this world.

If you learn the skills yourself, our second elder won't be worried, although you inherit the true inheritance of the koi wizard, you can also marry and have children!"

Xia Zizhu suddenly cried and said: "I don't want me not to marry and have children, I want to be a concubine, I want to marry the prince, I like him, father, mother, you help me, okay, the funeral of the first saint is not over yet, if this saint dies early, maybe there will be a chance to choose again, father!"

The patriarch said with tears in his eyes and distressed: "Zhu'er, why are you so extreme, the future emperor can only marry a holy daughter, this is already a decree."

The reason why I planned for you before was because we were in a prosperous and peaceful world, and I thought that although you were not a saint of heaven, you would not do anything under this name, and you would not be able to goof.

Now there is a heavenly holy woman, and it has been announced that the Wu clan will be in turmoil if the saint dies early, the Wu clan will be in turmoil, and Nanchu will no longer be afraid of the Wu clan, and our Wu clan will become a thorn in the side of the emperor of Nanchu, you know, this is not a glorious thing after all.

Now it coincides with the prosperous era where there is no place for the Wu clan, and the reason why the emperor kept my Wu clan made him have a thorn in his heart, one is that the Wu clan has a holy woman in charge, and he has palpitations.

Second, the emperor is also afraid that the annexation of the Wu clan will be counterattacked, and the country will be lost again, I am the patriarch, I have to consider the people of the whole clan, otherwise I will be the sinner of the ages!"

"Father, don't you love me, don't you think about me for the Wu clan, don't you think about me? I'm your only bloodline, I'm above 10,000 people under one person, don't you also follow the scenery?"

Xia Zizhu's mind is now full of this belief, the position of the Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan is hers, Ji Zigong is also hers, and the position of the future concubine belongs to him, who is naturally pampered and lawless.

The patriarch wiped away a handful of tears, waved his hand and said, "You calm down for a few days first, Zhu'er, there are some things that you can't do for your father!"

After saying that, he left lonely with his hands behind his back, and the patriarch's wife hurriedly hugged Xia Zizhu and said: "Zhu'er, don't cry, you shouldn't say that about your father, he loves you more than me, don't worry, my mother will persuade him, but if there is any flaw in this holy woman, I will not let it go, you have a good rest!"

Xia Zizhu looked at this vibrant courtyard, but she felt full of desolation, she screamed at the rose heartbreakingly, and knocked the rose petals to the ground with both hands like a madman, and her hands were pricked and bleeding without knowing it.