In Longzhou City, Dongfang Mi came with Ye Sheng.

The time invited by the Oriental Calendar is night, and it is daytime at the moment, so Dongfang Mi found a small house.

"See the princess!" the little house knelt down immediately when he saw Dongfang Miao.

Dongfang Mi walked directly into his courtyard, which was a stronghold on the surface, which was deliberately exposed.

The little house immediately followed suit, and came into the hall.

"What's the matter, how is the movement of the eldest prince?" Dongfang Mi looked at the small house, what did he gain from watching here for so long?

The little house replied: "The Great Prince's Mansion is preparing for the evening banquet, it is very lively, there is not much movement for the time being, and Dongfang Li himself is hiding in his room and does not come out, so I don't know what he is doing." ”

Dongfang Mi nodded, and asked again, "What about Tang San?"

Tang San's future must be a man standing at the top of this world, as long as he doesn't die halfway.

Dongfang Mi also wanted to meet this Tang San.

The little house smiled bitterly ashamedly, and said: "Tang San's vigilance is too strong, and his strength is also higher than his own cultivation, our spies were discovered by him, and after being knocked out, they lost it, and now I don't know where it is, after all, the entire Longzhou is too huge." ”

Dongfang Mi frowned, he originally wanted to see Tang San, but now he can't see him.

To be honest, Dongfang Mi was very curious about the cultivation of martial souls, and wanted to see Tang San's martial souls.

"Ye Sheng and I began to recuperate, waiting for the banquet in the evening, do you know how many people are at this banquet?" asked Dongfang Mi.

What the small house knew this time: "This time, the local officials with heads and faces in Longzhou have been invited, military generals, civil officials, and Confucianism and Taoism, as well as major princes and princesses. ”

Dongfang Mi frowned: "What does he want to do when he invites so many people?"

The small house shook his head: "This is not clear, the foreign prince uses peer communication to promote feelings, and everyone agrees to come, after all, this is an invitation from the eldest prince, who dares to refuse?"

Dongfang Mi waved his hand: "You go down, you will know at night." ”

I don't know why, after coming to Longzhou, Dongfang Mi actually felt that some traces in his heart were touched.

It seems that here she will meet an old man.

This feeling is very strange, the Buddha is the providence between the underworld, there is no cause and effect, and there is no reason to appear.

"Who the hell is it?" Dongfang Miao thought for a long time, but still had no clue.

Ye Sheng looked at Dongfang Mixiu's frowning appearance on the side, and immediately said, "Is the princess worried about the eldest prince?"

Dongfang Mi opened his eyes and looked at Ye Sheng: "Have you seen the eldest prince?"

Ye Sheng nodded and said, "I have seen it once, I can feel a powerful aura from a long distance, I estimate that if I fight with him, I will be at a disadvantage, he should be a seventeenth change of cultivation." ”

Dongfang Mi's face was serious: "Thirty years old, seventeen changes, this is completely gifted to reach more than twenty changes before the age of one hundred." ”

One hundred years old, twenty changes in the realm, the position of the future saint can be looked forward to.

Sure enough, the eldest prince is not easy to deal with.

"You're at a disadvantage, will you lose?" Dongfang Mi asked softly.

Ye Sheng shook his head and said confidently: "Don't worry, princess, although I can't win, I won't lose, unless it's the eighteenth change realm, otherwise the seventeenth change wants to defeat me, and it's too much to underestimate me." ”

Dongfang Mi nodded with satisfaction, Ye Sheng is the protagonist of Fang Han's template, the future is against the sky, his strength devours the heavens, he is not afraid of the great prince, that means that the great prince is also limited.

Dongfang Mi now only needs to accumulate slowly, and when she relies on Wen Yi and Ye Sheng in the later stage, this pair of anti-heaven protagonists, she can also ascend to the throne of the God King.

However, this is not what Dongfang Mi wants.

What she needs is to overpower all the protagonists, whether it is Dongfang Jing, who is the number one master today, or Wen Yi, who will be litigated by thousands of families in the future, or Ye Sheng, who devours all enemies, she needs to press over.

So she has been seeking change, from cultivating feathers alone into immortal arts, to actively practicing martial arts. From the talent of the son of the gods, to the current physique comparable to the qualifications of a saint, or the six reincarnation fists that she regarded as the foundation of the Ten Thousand Worlds, she didn't want to sit back and enjoy it.

Therefore, thinking about it this way, Dongfang Mi is not afraid of the Oriental calendar.

"Hmph, you're also a decade older than me, and when I reach your age, I'll definitely surpass you in all aspects. Dongfang Mi snorted coldly.

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At night, the mansion of the Oriental calendar is brightly lit.

Glazed jade trees are arranged along the road, emitting fluorescence that illuminates the night.

In the huge mansion, rockeries, lakes, pavilions, peach blossoms, and fragrant fragrance come to the nose.

One after another powerful figures came in, bringing their companions, some with their families, some with their subordinates, and some with their juniors, talking to each other, exchanging ideas, and hypocritically.

The civil officials under Dongfang Li were enlivening the atmosphere everywhere, and there was laughter and laughter for a while.

When Dongfang Mi and Ye Sheng's carriage came here, they were immediately pulled over by the house slaves, and then the house slaves knelt down next to the carriage and acted as human steps.

Dongfang Mi is dressed very gorgeously tonight, with a rose-red floor-length dress, snow-white shoulders exposed, full breasts are covered, bulging, light makeup is painted on her face, and her long crystal hair is fluttering, which is glamorous.

As soon as he stepped out, Dongfang Mi saw a house slave kneeling next to the carriage and immediately understood what it was.

"Get up and go aside. Dongfang said indifferently.

She doesn't like to step on slaves, mainly because she doesn't want to bully weak, ordinary people, and she wants to step on her enemies.

The servant immediately left in a panic, and Dongfang got out of the carriage and entered the meeting place with Ye Sheng, who was following him.

In the crowded courtyard, someone suddenly shouted: "The thirteenth princess is here." ”

Suddenly, the whole courtyard became quiet and quiet, and everyone was looking at the door, wanting to see the appearance of the thirteenth princess herself.

During this time, Dongfang Mi was in the limelight, laying down such a large territory, and also built three cities, reshaping the trading places on the outskirts of the wilderness to attract caravans.

Even the commercial transactions with Longzhou City have decreased a lot, and many people have heard of Dongfang Mi.

A woman who is praised, a woman who is pampered, a woman who makes all women in the world jealous.

She doesn't have a talent that makes people blush, nor does she have an enviable cultivation, but she has a father who loves her very much.

If this father is just an ordinary person, that's fine. But when this father is replaced by the most powerful and powerful man today, who can decide hundreds of millions of lives with one word.

This jealousy will expand indefinitely.

Some of the ladies present wanted to see what Dongfang Mi looked like, how could they get Dongfang Jing's love?

And near the courtyard, there is a courtyard, in the courtyard there is an attic, which stands high, and above the upper floors of the attic, next to a window stands a young man in black.

The black-clothed boy carried a huge iron lump on his back, which was black, three meters long and one meter wide, which was extremely inconsistent with his emaciated body.

The black-clothed young man looked at the door and showed a sneer: "Thirteenth princess, we finally meet again." ”

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