"The tomb of the Emperor Ziyang is in Qingshenzhou, and he will be born after the nine-day period. ”

Dugu Nansheng sat cross-legged on Su Ping's side, lifted the hair in his ears, and said indifferently.

"Nine-day period?"

Su Ping groaned and flipped through the memories in his mind.

The nine-day total suspension is one of the many supernatural celestial phenomena in the three thousand Dao Prefectures.

On this day, there will be nine suns in the sky, scorching the earth.

All the things in the world will be agitated, fall into madness, and frantically attack everything around them, which is a big catastrophe for the people at the bottom of the three thousand Dao Prefectures.

It is rumored that the day of the birth of the Ziyang Emperor is the nine-day hanging, and the time of the emperor's fall is also the nine-day hanging.

Su Ping touched his chin and asked, "How long will it take?"

The statue of the nine-day total hanging is extremely rare, and the last time it appeared was hundreds of thousands of years ago, the day of the fall of the Ziyang Emperor.

For the sake of an emperor, he didn't want to wait hundreds of thousands of years.

"Just recently, it is estimated that there are less than a few years left before the emperor's tomb will be completely unveiled. Dugu Nansheng saw Su Ping's concern and replied.

As he spoke, Dugu Nansheng took out a token made of ancient purple gold from his arms and handed it to Su Ping.

"This is one of the keys to the Emperor's Tomb, holding the Ziyang Emperor's Order, you can be protected by the Ziyang Emperor. ”

"A few years? The time is right. Su Ping nodded with satisfaction, the time is neither long nor short, it can be said to be extremely suitable.

In a few years, he is sure that he will grow into a great power, and when the time comes, even in the emperor's tomb, he will be able to have the power to protect himself.

He took the Ziyang Emperor's order and looked at it carefully.

The material of the imperial order is special, revealing the atmosphere of the ancient, giving people an extremely extraordinary feeling.

It was supposed to be an ancient supernatural metal, but under Su Ping's careful observation, it was found that it seemed to have nothing special except for being extremely hard.

"System, help me identify this Ziyang Emperor Order. ”

"Under-appraising.....

The pleasant sound of the system came.

"The appraisal was successful. ”

"The Ziyang Emperor's Order, a grade of ancient holy soldiers, has a total of twelve, which is one of the keys to the Ziyang Emperor's tomb, and it can be protected by the Ziyang Emperor. ”

"If you are lucky enough to get together the twelve, you can cast a shocking array to kill the sage and resist the full force of the sage. ”

"It's still an ancient holy soldier, and what Dugu Nansheng said is true. ”

Su Ping bowed slightly, very satisfied, glanced at Dugu Nansheng, and encouraged:

"In the future, if the Holy Son gains a lot, this Holy Son can give you a red identity. ”

"Redface?"

Dugu Nansheng frowned slightly, and thought in his heart:

"An emperor's tomb only changes the identity of a red face, it seems that it is a little difficult to become his imperial concubine. ”

Dugu Nansheng hesitated for a while, thought for a long time, and said, "When the time comes, the Holy Son may still need to defend someone. ”

"Oh, who to watch out for?"

Su Ping put away the imperial order, stretched his waist, put his legs on Dugu Nansheng, and said casually.

"Nangong Tian. ”

Dugu Nansheng felt Su Ping's movements, his brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly stretched it out and kneaded it carefully.

Although the technique is blunt, after all, it is the high-flying Dugu Nansheng, the first time to pinch someone's legs, but it is better to be careful, very cautious, and the movements are exquisite.

Su Ping still felt very comfortable.

That's how life should be.

You should find more goddesses of the Allure City in the hearts of secular monks to be servants.

One plays, one dances, one beats legs, one pinchs shoulders, and then finds one who feeds the grapes.

It's simply not too comfortable.

It seems that in the future, I will have to work harder to practice, and strive to catch a group of holy goddesses and bring them back to be maids, so that it will be more comfortable.

"What's wrong with Nangong Tian?"

He glanced at Dugu Nansheng and asked with a chuckle.

In fact, Dugu Nansheng is not bad, her appearance, heart, temperament, and figure are all outstanding, but she has a bad background and was not born in an ancient family, otherwise she would be a goddess.

It's improvised, but it's barely usable.

Dugu Nansheng felt Su Ping's admiring gaze, was in a happy mood, and chuckled:

"Nangong Tian is the Ziyang Holy Body, which is rumored to be the same physique as the Ziyang Emperor who suppressed the first generation. If Nangong Tian also participates in the battle for the Emperor's Collection, I am afraid that there will be a lot of changes. ”

Not only will there be a lot of changes, Nangong Tian, as a personal disciple selected by the Ziyang Emperor, can be said that most of the emperor's funeral is prepared for Nangong Tian.

Once Nangong Tian is allowed to enter it, outsiders are afraid that they will not be able to take away even a single hair.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Su Ping waved his hand, very arrogant.

"He will soon be the man of the Son, and the day he will go out will be the day of his surrender. ”

"So, even if there is a change, it will be a good change. ”

Su Ping chuckled, very charming.

The suppression of Nangong Tian was already within the plan, and now everything is ready, just waiting for the other party to come out.

It's just that Nangong Tian has always been arrogant, and Nan Sheng guesses that he shouldn't be willing to surrender. ”

Dugu Nansheng sighed faintly, hating in his heart.

He invested so much effort in Nangong Tian, and he was expected to make him become the emperor, but he didn't expect that the Fuyao Sect would suddenly kill Su Ping, the holy son of Fuyao who was like the emperor of the fairy world.

Everything you bet on is instantly wiped out.

Emperor Nangong Tiancheng was hopeless, and she was also forced to become a maid.

"If you don't surrender, then hit him until he surrenders, and under strong suppression, he can't be allowed to disobey. ”

Su Ping didn't care very much, Dugu Nansheng's slender hands were as soft as bones, pinching his body, like a stream blowing, very comfortable.

Dugu Nansheng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid, even if the Holy Son really kills him, he won't surrender." ”

From the moment she surrendered to Su Ping and became Su Ping's personal maid.

The relationship between Nangong Tian and Su Ping is already like fire and water, and they are endless.

There is no man who will sit back and watch his fiancée serve other men.

Afraid that Su Ping would be suspicious, Dugu Nansheng added: "He has been famous for a long time, has a lonely and arrogant temperament, and has a very deep obsession with Emperor Cheng, even if he dies, he will not surrender to others." ”

"Then let's die. "Su Ping's color does not change his course.

On the road to becoming an emperor, it is destined to be blood-red.

All those who stand in their way either surrender or die, and there is no other choice.

When it comes to the emperor, Su Ping doesn't want any accidents to happen halfway, even if he breaks the rules of the sect.

A little Nangong Tian, if he is interested, it's okay, if he is not interested, then don't blame him Su Ping for being ruthless.

"I hope I didn't press the wrong treasure again this time. After listening to this, Dugu Nansheng sighed in his heart.

To this day, she still feels like she's dreaming.

Because what happened today was nothing short of fantastic.

In one day, it was as if I had experienced heaven and earth, and the difference was unbelievable.

She is a noble daughter of a Dugu family who is high above the sky and the stars and the moon, the goddess in the hearts of hundreds of millions of men, and is even expected to become an imperial concubine, but she just came to Fuyao Sect and turned into a humble maidservant.

If it's a dream, it's a nightmare.

......

I never woke up from my dream.

Dugu Nansheng could only accept his fate.

In his heart, he was thinking about how to attack Su Ping, who was like a natural emperor, to pave the way for the future achievement of the imperial concubine.

Days passed.

In the past few days, Dugu Nansheng has lived in Suping's Fuyao Holy Palace.

Her job is very simple, just in addition to Su Ping's daily practice, she pinched his legs, rubbed his shoulders, stepped on his back, and so on.

Even so, it aroused the envy of Yuexi and Li Rudao.

"Miss, how did things come to this?"

Xiaolan's treatment for her own young lady is very unfair.

"Even the Holy Son of the Suyue Holy Land wanted to marry you, but you refused. ”

"Why did you choose to be a maid for Su Gongzi.......?

"Although, he is indeed very good-looking, almost as long as he is a person, whether male or female, young or old, will be excited. ”

"But no matter what, Miss, you can't be his maid, fight for it, it's good to be a concubine!"

"If you are like this, if you let the family know, the ancestors will beat me to death!"

Xiaolan sat next to her young lady and said in pieces.

"How many times have you said this, aren't you annoyed?" Dugu Nansheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said impatiently.

"But......" Xiaolan lowered her head, very aggrieved.

"There is nothing to complain about, being a maid and maid for Su Gongzi is treated higher than at home, and her status is no less than that of a noble daughter of a desolate ancient family. ”

Dugu Nansheng stroked the hair in his ears and comforted.

"Moreover, I am not an ordinary maid, if I can make immortal achievements for him in the future, he will leave the position of imperial concubine to me. ”

When he said this, Dugu Nansheng was full of expectations, although there was little hope, but at least there was still a head.

Xiaolan shook her head, although she didn't know what happened that day, but she knew the helplessness in her young lady's heart, otherwise, she would never have made such an unwise choice.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, didn't ask more, but muttered, "What about Nangong Tian, do you want to find a way to kill him?"

Dugu Nansheng looked surprised: "Why did you kill him? Nangong Tian has anything to do with me?"

Xiaolan understood and blinked, "Of course, it's to help Aunt Su clear the obstacles." ”

When Dugu Nansheng heard that Xiaolan Cheng Su Ping was Aunt Su, a ray of joy appeared in her peach-like eyes, and she smiled:

"It's just a small Nangong Tian, Su Gongzi will raise his hand to suppress it, and it won't be effortless. ”

At the same time, Su Ping, who was practicing cross-legged in the cultivation room, preparing for the reshaping of the secret realm of the Dao Palace, suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of essence, and got up and looked in the direction of due south.

There, it is the direction in which Nangong Tian lives.

At this moment, the spiritual power there fluctuated violently, as if the sound of the Great Dao resonated, and the clouds in the sky converged, faintly achieving the potential of thunder tribulation.

The power is extraordinary, and there seems to be nine days of thunder.

"Nangong Tian is finally out of the customs. ”

Su Ping smiled, like a spring breeze and harmony, "It's really good for this holy son." ”