Chapter 239: Gao Leng Immortal Venerable, Hug (5)
So he lived directly in Huangfu's house and changed Huangfu Meng's surname to Li Meng.
He's not here to renew the edge.
It's to cross the heart demon, as long as Li Meng doesn't have an accident.
He was in retreat.
And the Huangfu family is equivalent to a monk in the merger period in vain, and the most powerful monk in the Mahayana period.
Even if he didn't do anything, he stayed in their house and retreated.
But for the Huangfu family, this is a huge opportunity.
Sure enough, all the sects in the Immortal Cultivation Realm have opened the door to the Huangfu family.
Countless opportunities and resources are at your fingertips.
Soon the Huangfu family became the most prosperous family in the north.
In the past ten years, the family has even cultivated several genius seedlings in the foundation building period.
This was in the past, with their such a rotten family background.
is completely unthinkable.
And all these resources come from Li Ziheng to stay in the Huangfu family.
And he stayed at Huangfu's house to protect Li Meng.
The Huangfu family directly opened the ancestral gate and wrote Li Meng's name on the family tree.
The rule that women are not included in the genealogy.
Changed by Li Meng alone.
Because the Huangfu family never thought of marrying off the baby pimple chestnut.
As long as she appears, she sits in the main seat.
All the people in the Huangfu family, the elders, and the juniors all held her in the palm of their hands and spoiled her.
And what's even more terrifying.
Li Meng also got a large number of high-grade immortal artifacts from Li Ziheng.
Even the snake on her wrist is a great spirit animal.
Li Ziheng specially caught her to protect her.
The woman lying on the ground, in pain, showed hideous jealousy in her red eyes.
Why, she is just like her.
's mother is just a branch of the Huangfu family, and even her parents died, which is worse than her, the orthodox Huangfu family.
But it took a lot of shit luck.
Get the pampering that everyone wants.
She was not reconciled.
Li Meng is struggling whether to release people at the collapse point.
After all, it is vicious, and it must also be vicious.
Hitting the shirt will knock the person to death.
This kind of viciousness is also too brainless.
But I saw the prompt come up again.
[Female supporting role: Huang Fuxin, cultivation: foundation building period, identity: your NPC cousin. If you can't smoke it, she doesn't have to be afraid of kissing. 】
Li Meng didn't expect this automatic template to be so detailed.
She sighed, what came on credit was incense.
This plane is indeed an NPC.
She is a big supporting role, and she only appeared for a few months before she was led.
The rest of the people are of course chickens and dogs in front of the male protagonist, and they are not worth mentioning.
After all, the outline of this plane is the main direction.
It's the male protagonist who pretended to crush the past all the way, and finally shattered the void and flew away.
Complete his magnificent, pretending to be a god.
Oh, the point in time she traveled through.
The male protagonist has almost completed eighty percent of the pretending routines.
All that's left is how to overcome your own rotten street pain problem, and then perfectly step on the skulls of countless people, and embark on the final and successful ending of pretending.
Of course, it's none of her business.
Her plot points also don't have questions about why the male protagonist has a headache.
This problem is not up to her, and it does not need to be understood.
The hint resurfaced.
[Character lines, you can add one point. ] Character action, can add three points. 】
She glanced at the lines underneath the frame, and the necessary actions that needed to be made.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
But when I think of adding points, I don't care how brain-dead I am.
She walked slowly to Huang Fuxin.
Fifty lashes have been drawn.
Huang Fuxin's fingers clasped the ground tightly, trembling all over, and her eyes burst out full of hatred.