Fifteen moons and sixteen rounds.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, the Milky Way spans the night, and countless stars compete to appear first.

Outside the window, the night wind howled, and the shadows of the branches of the trees swayed.

In a dimly lit room, a man is lying on a computer desk.

The computer has a blue screen with a string of incomprehensible code on it.

The man slowly opened his eyes, sat up straight, looked up at the window, and calmly picked up the glass of water and took a few sips.

There was a figure floating on the ceiling of the room, and the figure was struggling, and he wanted to return to his body.

When the man put down the water glass, the figure was like a bubble, shattering in an instant, leaving no trace.

The man sat in front of the computer in a daze, until after dawn, when the mobile phone rang, he ignored it, got up and walked outside the house.

Open the door to the stairway, press the elevator button, the number keeps changing, stop on the twenty-second floor, the elevator door opens.

The man walked in and pressed the top button on the thirty-eighth floor.

A feeling of dizziness came from the elevator as it went up, and he waited quietly for the elevator to stop.

"Ding!"

The elevator doors open.

The man then had to walk up a flight of stairs, and the iron door on the top floor was blocked, but it was nothing for him.

Before you reach the iron gate, the door opens automatically.

He walked to the edge of the roof and stood firm, looking at the countless tall buildings at a glance.

In the early morning, the ground is shrouded in fog, and you can vaguely see the cars coming and going, and the lights are flashing everywhere.

Overhead, the plane cut through the sky, dragging its long tail and burrowing into the clouds.

The man stood there until noon, and for the first time there was an emotional fluctuation in his eyes, as if lamenting the world.

Turning back to the hallway, the iron door was closed, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

He took the elevator back to the twenty-second floor, walked into a room of more than 200 square meters, and just entered the door, a girl suddenly rushed out.

About eighteen or nineteen years old, with long black and bright hair, melon seed face and big eyes, a cherry mouth under the delicate Qiong's nose, black short sleeves supported by crisp breasts, the neckline slightly revealing a little career line, willow thin waist full of hand, shorts can't wrap the sexy buttocks, slender legs are white and long, and standing on the white floor tiles with bare jade feet.

"Where did you go, what about the 100 chapters you said, as an author, you have to keep your word, run out early in the morning, are you right about your readers?" The woman poked her fingers into the man's chest, because her looks, angry eyes were not intimidating.

"Xiao Mu is dead." The man walked around him and sat on a three-person couch in the living room, facing the LCD TV hanging on the wall.

Picking up the water cup on the coffee table, she was snatched by the woman just about to drink it, she wrinkled her nose and said angrily: "You can still go out to surf when you die, can you be merry?" ”

"I am the Supreme Immortal Emperor Gu Zhiling." The man spoke flatly, not bothering with her, got up and came to the water dispenser, took out a disposable paper cup, connected half a cup of hot water, and mixed it with a little cold water.

The toast is about to touch the mouth.

Suddenly, a slap came over him and hit him on the head with a snap.

He was a little stunned by this slap, in the vast expanse of time, the one who dared to hit the head of the Supreme Immortal Emperor?

Seeing that he hadn't reacted yet, the woman directly twisted her ears and reprimanded: "Did you not wake up, now I will help you wake up." ”

Gu Zhiling felt a burst of pain, broke free with all his might, pushed the woman a few steps away, and shouted: "Presumptuous, the little mortal is extremely arrogant. ”

"Oh, it's against you, if I don't fix you today, I'll write the three words Murong Rou upside down." The woman said and made a gesture of rolling up her sleeves, raising her hands and dancing her teeth and claws.

"Humph!" Gu Zhiling snorted coldly, and a wave of air overturned Murong Rou, drawing a perfect parabola in the air, and landed heavily in the corridor.

With another wave of his hand, the door slammed shut.

Murong Rou sat outside the door, enduring the pain in her buttocks, with tears in her eyes, and her delicate appearance made people feel protective.

"Bang ......"

She raised her hand and kept knocking on the door, shouting: "Xiao Mu, you scumbag, you said sweet words when you chased me, and now when you see that I am annoyed, you make up a lie to drive me away, you are a king......

Before Murong Rou finished speaking, a voice suddenly appeared in her head.

"I said that Xiao Mu is dead."

This scared her a lot, she didn't see half a figure at all when she looked around, and the fear had made her forget that her buttocks hurt, and she trembled quietly: "Who is talking?" ”

"You don't have to know, don't come again from this day."

"Ahhhh......h ”

Gu Zhiling ignored her, and took a sip of water to herself, Xiao Mu is dead, his matter should be over, this is the unchanging law of the Great Dao, Immortal Emperors are like this, not to mention mortals.

"Woooooooooo......oo Xiao Mu, you bastard, if I am killed by a ghost, you will be an accomplice, I will turn into a ghost to ask for my life, and pull you on the Huangquan Road...... Woowoo...... Bastard ......"

The sobbing outside the door continued, lasting for more than an hour.

Gu Zhiling was annoyed and waved open the door.

As soon as Murong Rou saw the door open, she quickly ran into the house, locked the door, and threw herself into Gu Zhiling's arms, her body trembling.

Even so, his mouth was still unforgiving: "Xiao Mu, you bastard, there is a ghost outside the door, you still don't open the door for me, if it weren't for the ghost seeing that I was good-looking, it couldn't bear to do it, you just waited to collect my body." ”

Gu Zhiling hid Rouyi in his arms, but he was still unmoved, as a generation of immortal emperors, after years of long-term tempering, if he didn't have this concentration, it would be better to wipe his neck.

"Why don't you speak, don't think it's not your fault if you don't speak, if you didn't answer my good morning call, I wouldn't have run over in the morning, if I didn't run over, I wouldn't have been thrown out of the house by you, if I hadn't been thrown out of the house by you, I wouldn't have bumped into the hell......" Murong Rou pointed his fingers and said a bunch of words.

"Xiao Mu is dead, I am the ghost in your mouth." This was the first time Gu Zhiling had felt helpless since he had been an Immortal Emperor for many years, and as for the last time, it had been a long time ago.

"Don't make a fuss." Murong Rou patted his chest lightly, and said, "I was scared to cry, and you scared me, you quickly admit that you were wrong, and I will forgive you, okay?" ”

"Murong Rou, Xiao Mu is really dead, the reason is that he died suddenly due to staying up late for a long time, I can see his memory, and I also know that you are his lover, I don't lie to you, leave, you will have a better future." Gu Zhiling pushed her away from her arms, only to see the woman with a resentful look.

"You still lied to me, you just don't love me anymore, and now you want to find a new love, don't you?" The tears on Murong Rou's face had not yet been wiped away, and her red eyes were staring at him.

"I am the Supreme Immortal Emperor Gu Zhiling."

He was afraid that Murong Rou would not believe it, so he went directly out of his body, and a phantom appeared in the air.

The long white hair flutters without the wind, the smooth and fair face reveals the angular cold handsomeness, the dark and deep eyes are charming in color, the high nose bridge, the beautiful lip shape, and the golden robe flowing with fairy rhyme, all of which are showing nobility and elegance.