Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

The Jade Emperor sitting on the dragon chair, his eyes suddenly looked like two fiery red suns, bursting with incomparably brilliant light.

Halfway through, the Jade Emperor made a crisp and somewhat muffled sound.

"Finally...... Zhang Xingxing, did you finally get that?"

"The Wheel of Fortune Begins to Spin......"

After saying that, the Jade Emperor closed his eyes, as if he was in some kind of contemplation.

......

In the world of cultivating immortals, the breeze gusted, and the surrounding area was in a mess of trees.

Zhang Xingxing looked at the scroll in his hand and muttered, "Holy Court, what is this?" With the doubts in his heart, he continued to open the scroll.

"Wow!"

In the next moment, countless dense golden talismans flew out and continued to rotate around Zhang Xingxing. In the end, they were submerged in Zhang Xingxing's body.

Suddenly, a golden halo filled Zhang Xingxing's body, and magnificent pictures appeared in his mind.

After a long time, the halo gradually dissipated, and Zhang Xingxing's face couldn't help but flash a strange color.

"Holy Court, this ...... Founding the country as an emperor can actually increase one's luck, gain the favor of the heavens, obtain the power of supreme merit, exponentially speed up the speed of cultivation, and continuously absorb the power of heaven and earth......"

"This ...... Isn't that amazing?"

Then, Zhang Xingxing seemed to think of something again, and said in a low voice: "No wonder...... In ancient times, so many people wanted to be emperors......"

"Holy Court, Heavenly Court, it seems that the Jade Emperor has also established a similar system...... That's why the immortals of Heavenly Court have such a strong strength?"

"Merit, strength, cultivation speed, and power ......" Zhang Xingxing muttered to himself, and in his mind, the figures of Chen Siying, Lin Wanqing, and Ma Feifei slowly appeared.

Then, Zhang Xingxing's eyes became firm.

Finally, take a step, like a sharp arrow out of the string, and shoot rapidly into the distance.

......

Qingcheng not far from Shihailing.

A simple courtyard is planted with colorful flowers and long catkins, constantly rippling with a breeze.

And a woman dressed in a white gauze robe, with her hands like sheep fat jade, sat among the flowers, under the catkins, plucking the simple strings, making a pleasant sound, giving people a feeling of relaxation and happiness.

If Zhang Xingxing was here, I'm afraid he would say that he had seen an acquaintance.

Because, this woman is the first woman she met when she entered the world of cultivating immortals, Song Shumin.

"Jingle bell!"

At the end of the song, the sound reverberated back and forth in the entire courtyard, and it did not stop for a long time.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open.

A man in a green brocade coat with a paper fan in his hand strode in, clapping and exclaiming, "Good, good play!"

Although, it was Song Shumin who was praised for playing the piano.

However, the man's eyes narrowed, but he looked at Song Shumin from top to bottom, and couldn't stop swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva.

That appearance was just like Song Shumin, who was wearing nothing and was completely naked, standing in front of him.

Women are emotional and have very accurate intuition.

Song Shumin is no exception.

Since the four masters in Crouching Tiger City, as well as Lei Ming, the young sect leader of the Wind and Fire Sect, and others died in the Song family in Crouching Tiger City, Song Yihai took Song Shumin to hide all the way, even across continents, and finally came to Qingcheng not long ago.

Although, the four masters of Crouching Tiger City, Lei Ming and others, were all killed by hidden aliens.

However, Song Yihai knew that some things could not be explained at all.

In other words, some things, even if explained, do not work.

Take what happened in Crouching Tiger City as an example, no one can prove that Lei Ming and the others were killed by a foreign race, or in other words, no one can prove that Song Yihai has nothing to do with a foreign race......

If, Song Yihai was caught by the people behind Lei Ming.

Then, they won't give Song Yihai any chance to explain at all, and they won't believe Song Yihai's explanation. can only be killed on the spot to vent the anger in his heart, and return Crouching Tiger City to a "justice" and "tranquility".

In the past six months, Song Yihai's wanted and besieged has made Song Yihai well aware of the powerful relationship. Therefore, this is why I took Song Shumin to this Qingcheng, which is far away from Crouching Tiger City and Tianmu Prefecture.

......

Song Shumin easily felt the dirty thoughts of the man in green brocade in front of him.

However, after all, this is Qingcheng, not Crouching Tiger City, and he is still in the process of fleeing.

And the man was dressed luxuriously, obviously not an ordinary person.

Therefore, Song Shumin had to frown slightly and said, "The son praised it falsely." ”

"The piano is beautiful, the sound is beautiful, the people are more beautiful!, yes, yes, haha! It's just wonderful!" the man laughed excitedly.

"I didn't expect that there was such a beauty in my Qingcheng...... From now on, you are my Wang Wenwu's person!" the man said in an unquestionable voice.

Although Song Shumin had already guessed, maybe this kind of thing would happen.

However, really from Wang Wenwu's mouth, after hearing this sentence, his pretty face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

Wang Wenwu saw that Song Shumin hadn't come to him for a long time, and couldn't help but whisper: "The beauty should be a little tired of playing the piano." Come, invite the beauty into our royal house and have a good rest. ”

"Yes!" the two servants standing behind Wang Wenwu said respectfully. Then, he walked briskly towards Song Shumin.

"Wow!"

"Don't come here, there are rules in Qingcheng here!" Song Shumin scolded.

"Rules?haha!" Wang Wenwu looked up to the sky and laughed, "It seems that the beauty should not know my identity yet, I am the eldest young master of the Wang family, the three major families in Qingcheng." In Qingcheng, I am the rule!"

At this time, Song Yihai in the room also knew that something was wrong in the courtyard, so he jumped and stepped in front of Song Shumin.

He said in a deep voice: "This young master, my daughter is weak and sick, so I won't go to your mansion to bother." Resting at home is enough. ”

As he spoke, a surging breath, like a volcano, erupted from Song Yihai's body. The whole courtyard suddenly roared in the wind, and the fallen leaves flew sideways.

Although, Song Yihai knows that now that he is still wanted, everything should be done in a low-key manner.

Wang Wenwu in front of him is a big few in Qingcheng, so he shouldn't have a conflict with him.

However, Song Shumin is his only daughter and his reverse scale...... Therefore, Song Yihai can't care so much.

In any case, I can't let my daughter suffer the slightest grievance.

It's a big deal, leave Qingcheng and change places.

"Huh?" Wang Wenwu raised his eyebrows slightly, he also felt the terrifying aura contained in Song Yihai's body, and he couldn't help but hesitate a little in his heart.

(End of chapter)