In the dormitory, the light gauze bead curtain flies.

Huangfu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of calculations.

He completely ignored the taboo and said softly to me, "You should think about it carefully, and double cultivate with me, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages." ”

Huang Fu Xuan deliberately straightened his spine, showing a strong physique. The dark green Confucian robe lined his long figure, adding a bit of domineering momentum to him, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Huang Fuxuan saw that I was silent, and then said, "You and I have no conflict of interest, when I reign in the world, if you want to stand on my side, I will take you." Now, you just need to enjoy my grace to you! You are ruthless to me, and double cultivation with me will not trigger the old disease, but if you are with the king of the east, it will be difficult to say. ”

"Looking for death?" Rong Ji grabbed Huangfu Xuan's neck with one hand, and his five fingers gradually tightened.

Huangfu Xuan was overwhelmed by the tolerance, and his face was extremely flushed.

He sneered, "Why bother, for the sake of a woman, to be my enemy, it is very unwise!"

"Di Jun, do you know why you died hundreds of thousands of years ago?" asked Rong Ji rhetorically.

Huangfu Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was recalling the events of the year.

Infinite hatred burst out of his pupils, as if he wanted to devour Rong Ji into his belly, "My life is only exhausted when I return to Chaos, but I can still make a comeback." However, Rong Yuan took away my position as the Emperor of Heaven, causing my luck to dissipate, and to this day, it has not been fully recovered!

Rong Ji shook his head and sighed, "A generation of heroes, I don't even know the cause of my death!"

Huang Fuxuan looked dazed, and stopped talking, obviously wanting to know the truth, but he didn't want to ask Rong Ji.

I'm also a little curious about his past life.

I saw that his will was slightly shaken, and I even took advantage of his shaking mind to throw a cobweb at him with my fingertips.

Clearing away the fog of dreams, I fell into Huangfu Xuan's dreams.

I stepped on a sea of white clouds, wandering aimlessly.

Looking up, the sky is like a house, enveloping all directions. The tiled blue sky is empty, and even if the sun is shining, the surroundings are still lifeless.

Looking down, the clouds are like cotton, spreading all over the sky. Occasionally, koi fish leap out of the boundless sea of clouds, and the clouds are cloudy, monotonous and pale, and lifeless.

In a blink of an eye, there is a lack of thunderbolts, mountains collapse, and wind and rain are coming.

A boulder fell from the sky and then shattered into slag. Among the stubborn stones, Huangfu Xuan broke through the cocoon and turned into an immortal, and his knife-like figure looked extremely dazzling in the sunlight.

He held the giant axe of opening the sky in one hand, cut through thorns and thorns, and smashed the yellow dragon directly.

As soon as the dream realm turned, the territory of the fairy world was already very broad. Huangfu Xuan sat in a high position, surrounded by a group of warblers and swallows, drinking and having fun.

But his methods were cruel, but he was selected by Xian'e, and his immortal power was lost.

"Emperor of Heaven, please, let me go!" Yixian Ese shrank in a corner of the Lingxiao Palace, kept kowtowing, and the blood hole on her forehead was getting bigger and bigger, but she didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Huang Fu Xuan raised his foot, put a foot on her head, and glared angrily, "I hate you self-righteous women the most!"

Xian'e cried sadly, "Emperor of Heaven, please spare me this time for the sake of Lin'er in my womb!"

Huangfu Xuan laughed angrily, "You have lost all your immortal power, and it is useless to keep you." ”

"No, the Emperor of Heaven, I have your flesh and blood in my womb, you can't do this to me!" Xian'e said fiercely, one emphasizing the lin'er in her womb.

Huang Fuxuan scoffed at this, "I had a dream the day before yesterday, and I dreamed that I would eventually be killed by my own flesh and blood. In order to prevent dreams from coming true, you will die in your womb. ”

Huangfu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"Come on, give white silk. ”

He was lying on his side on a high position, his deep eyes glowing, and the smile on his lips became deeper.

Xian'e's heart was like ashes, she slowly stood up, and slammed into the white jade pillar in the Lingxiao Palace, "Emperor Jun, I curse you, you can't die well!"

The dream changed again, and it was the same scene again, except that the Xian'e in front of him was no longer the Xian'e of the day.

I shuttled back and forth in his dreams, but when I saw that he was like a day for ten thousand years, in addition to cultivation, he was absorbing the immortal qi of Xian'e, which was very boring.

Just as I was about to crush the dream with one hand, Huangfu Xuan suddenly walked towards me, "Bei Lige, since you're here, why don't you sit down?"

He put his hand on my shoulder, his eyes were gloomy, and he had a smile on his face.

"Sit down, I'll paint a portrait for you, how about it?" Huang Fuxuan forcibly pressed me into his arms, the tip of his nose against my ear, and sprayed his snort on my cheeks.

I was really puzzled in my heart, why was I, a Void Rank Dreamer, still discovered by the person in the dream? Could it be that Huangfu Xuan had already broken through the Void Stage?

Thinking about it, alarm bells went out in my heart.

Huang Fuxuan held a wolf pen in his hand, and sketched my outline with a few strokes on the yellowed rice paper.

It's just that I'm obviously dressed neatly, but I look very embarrassed on the rice paper, and I can even be described as a wandering skeleton.

My head was full of black lines, and I wanted to snatch the rice paper and tear it to shreds.

Huangfu Xuan didn't allow me to snatch the rice paper, pushed me aside, and then sketched the outline of my body on the rice paper with a few strokes.

"Beili Song, this dream cloud couch will not be inferior to the couch of the king of Donglin. Huangfu Xuan raised his eyebrows, with a slight hint of teasing, and looked directly at me.

"You're dreaming!" I said through gritted teeth, only to feel that Huangfu Xuan's face was already thick to the point of being indestructible.

Huangfu Xuan smiled brightly, "Aren't we just in a dream?Bei Lige, for you, I gave up the reincarnation of Kongtong Yin, don't let me down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed at me.

I dodged and dodged, and suddenly remembered that he had witty words above the Beili court, clearing many obstacles for me to ascend to the king, and I couldn't help but feel confused.

"Huangfu Xuan, why do you insist on going your own way? When I first saw you, I only said that you are a hermit in the court, full of enthusiasm for Li Min. After that, you painted the skin for Huangfu Jing and poured out all your tenderness, I don't think you were just acting on the spot!" I recalled the past, only to realize that Huangfu Xuan was so contradictory.

Huangfu Xuan pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "You probably forgot that eighteen years ago, I witnessed the tragic death of my parents in this world and was still indifferent! How can a stubborn stone have a heart? Even if it is, it is hard and not hot. ”

His tone was calm, even a little bantering, and his eyes were gloomy, and there was no warmth at all.

As he himself said, he was originally a stubborn stone, and the plants and trees were all affectionate, but the stubborn stone was ruthless!

Huang Fuxuan blew the ink on the rice paper that had not yet dried, and muttered in a low voice, "In the days when I was your neighbor, I once thought that I was like ordinary people, and I knew what was right. However, after a dream, we will wake up after all! In the past, true feelings are always ruthlessly negative!"