Chapter Ninety-Seven: Birthday (I)

In the end, the emperor still did not put his dangerous thoughts into action.

After all, it was the nine human immortal deities in front of them, if they were forced to rush and join forces to fight back desperately, its current strength might not be able to suppress it, and the final result would probably be a defeat for both sides.

The World Origin is still being lost, and the rate of loss is accelerating, and it has clearly sensed that its own essence is gradually becoming weaker. If you don't try to solve the invasion anomaly soon, it may not be long before you have to use deep sleep to recover.

It is reasonable to be reasonable, and now these immortals are still of some use to themselves.

"That's it, let's leave this matter open for now."

The emperor sighed, raised his hand slightly, and wisps of colorful clouds appeared out of thin air, instantly fragrant and bright, hundreds of clouds around his hand lingered and swirled for a while, condensed into nine finger-sized jade-colored beads, emitting bursts of light, clouds steaming and blue, beautiful and abnormal.

"This is the Void Spirit Essence that I have collected and refined, and after you take it, the heavy damage caused by the loss of your incarnation will soon recover as before," it said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The immortals are sincerely thanking each other this time.

The emperor sighed, pondered silently for a while, and then said: "That anomaly is difficult to deal with for the time being, now I will give you a new task, with my will to recruit those local officials and generals of the puppet Chu State, as long as you are willing to change your past and not return to the imperial court, I will not be blamed for the past." ”

"If you dare to disobey, you can kill on the spot!"

"Yes, your ministers obey."

The nine human immortals breathed a sigh of relief, this task was still easy, after all, it was just dealing with some ordinary people.

"With me, you don't have to worry about karma,"

The Emperor continued: "As long as you kill that anomaly, you will be meritorious to the heavens, and in the future, everyone will be able to advance to the realm of true immortals, and you will be at ease for a long time." ”

This is the promise of painting cakes, in fact, according to the records of the classics handed down from ancient times, the longevity of the true immortal is only more than a thousand years, even if there is a stronger magical power, when the limit comes, it still has to be scattered, dust to dust, soil to earth.

However, the immortals did not dare to question it, and after thanking them again, they retreated one after another.

……

In the city of Jinling.

After Qin Feng finished dealing with things, he returned to the main world.

When his figure reappeared in the room, he found that the eastern sky outside the window had just turned white, and the difference in time flow rate was three times, which was still quite convenient for him now.

He lay on the bed for an hour, and it wasn't until it was dawn that Qin Feng got dressed again, and after washing, he went downstairs to help his mother with work as if nothing happened.

"Got up so early? Why don't you sleep more? ”

In the kitchen, the busy mother couldn't help but smile when she saw her son come in.

"Well, I've slept well."

Qin Feng answered, turned his head and saw that there was still some freshly sawn wood in the yard, so he took out an axe from the corner of the kitchen and went to the yard to start chopping wood.

Today's rural areas are not as good as in the past, and most of the cooking uses liquefied gas or biogas, but of course firewood is still indispensable. Just look at the firewood restaurants in the city that are doing business, whether it is because of taste or feelings, it will not disappear in the short term.

At least Qin Feng likes his mother's dishes very much, the kind of local chicken that is carefully stewed over a firewood fire, plus some red dates, angelica, perilla leaves, etc., the taste of fresh and thick chicken soup is not necessarily worse than that of the chef of a star-rated hotel.

In just a moment's effort, all the wood turned into firewood all over the ground, with Qin Feng's current strength, it was not too easy to do this.

He spread the firewood out in the yard before putting away the axe and going back to the house. Since this thing still has some moisture, it can't be put away right away, and it has to be left there to dry for a few more days before it can be used.

Breakfast was ready, and in front of Qin Feng were two large bowls of noodles, with mushrooms and leeks in them, plus a few poached eggs, which was fragrant.

"Let's eat it first, if it's not enough, there will be it in the pot." Mother said to him.

Qin Feng nodded, picked up his chopsticks and began to feast.

"The gift has been prepared for you, let's go to your uncle's house together." Daddy said to him with a wine glass.

"Okay."

Qin Feng agreed, his uncle is doing business outside and traveling extensively, it is rare to organize a birthday banquet, and it is estimated that there are many guests at home today, and his family still has to rush over early.

After eating breakfast and throwing the gift into the trunk, Qin Feng drove out, his parents were sitting in the back seat, and Aunt Liu Si and her little daughter also came over to rub the car, which happened to be full.

At the moment, there have been sporadic guests arriving at my uncle's house, and in the newly built blue plastic greenhouse next to the villa, many neighbors and villagers who have come to help have started construction.

In the bedroom upstairs, a melodious faint bell rang, the stunning beauty on the bed turned over lazily, the jade hand reached out and fumbled on the bedside table for a while, found the mobile phone, put it to the ear and called lazily: "Which one?" ”

"Sister Lan, are you still sleeping?"

Qin Feng's voice came: "I'm almost at your house." ”

"Uh, okay, I'll get up right away."

Su Yulan was excited, and quickly sat up from the bed, and with her movements, the thin air conditioner was slid off from her snow-white round shoulders, revealing a bewitching and seductive curve.

At this moment, she only has a pair of dark purple translucent lace panties all over her body, plump and straight, and the jade legs of amazing length are hidden in the depths of the quilt, but the slender feet like jade carvings are half-exposed, and the pale pink nails are as lovely as pearls, with wordless charm.

Of course, from a medical point of view, sleeping is indeed good for health, whether men or women, if you want to maintain a good figure, it is best not to wear underwear when sleeping at night.

After hurriedly saying a few words, Su Yulan hung up, got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom, and after a while, there was a sound of running water inside.

After a while, Su Yulan wrapped her bathrobe and returned to the bedside, her slender hand gently pulled the belt around her waist, and the soft silk nightgown slipped off her shoulders, revealing a snow-white carcass with concave and convex curves and attractive curves.

She took a light breath, the round shape of her chest became more and more towering, and she came to the closet, opened the cabinet door and chose it for a while, and finally picked out a pair of pure white lace-edged translucent lace-up underwear.

Slowly changing into the floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror, the amazing round and straight, deep ravine, the top of the proud jade peak, the pink buds looming, and the matching white lace cut-out panties below, with the same color suspender stockings, slender fabric, with pure and sweet temptation.

Put on a white classical lady dress outside, take care of her long hair like ink, and only then did she pick up her mobile phone and open the door after tidying up, Qin Feng was already about to go upstairs at this moment.