Lunch was very rich, and Wang Quanquan cooked two bowls of rice, and his stomach was round.

During the banquet, Liao Yuanzheng talked about the interesting things in the past, and he couldn't help mentioning the grandfather who passed away from Wang Quanquan, and finally he couldn't help but have a while.

On the contrary, the king's authority can see it, and it does not affect the meal at all, and he also comforts the other party from time to time.

Finally, when it came to Wang Quanquan and Liao Huanyan when they were children, the young people who were originally very interested began to wilt, and they casually talked about it, and the perfunctory meaning could not be more obvious.

Since he woke up, he has been keeping a distance from women of the same age, intentionally or unintentionally, not because he is proud of his superiority, but because he always feels that these little girls are too young and a little naïve.

After eating, Liao Yuanzheng took his wife out for a walk, and there were only two young people left in the family.

Liao Huanyan is indeed not as lawless as she was when she was a child, she speaks slowly and logically, and she does not take her attitude towards the king's authority to heart.

The two chatted with each other, and Xiao Nizi, who took the initiative to get on the bus with the traffickers, was admitted to one of the top key colleges and universities in the dynasty.

Looking at her conversation, she has indeed grown a lot over the years, and she is much stronger than the king's power that messes around all day long.

The young man was thinking about how to find an excuse to say goodbye, when the room suddenly began to shake, and he stopped and looked at the water glass on the table, the water trembling.

"Earthquake?"

Liao Huanyan looked strange, as far as she knew, the capital was not next to the earthquake zone at all.

The tremors only lasted for a few seconds, and when I turned on the TV, there were similar reports that the epicenter was located under the imperial city, and the magnitude was not large, and there were no casualties.

There is also a lot of discussion on the Internet, some people who call themselves Mr. Feng Shui say that it is the displacement of dragon energy, and some say that it is the prophesied end of the world, all of which are not too big to watch.

Wang Quanquan took the opportunity to get up and said:

"It's not too early, I'll go first."

"Stay for dinner."

"No, I have something to do."

Leaving the Liao family, Wang Quanquan subconsciously calculated, and the more he calculated, the deeper his brows were twisted.

"It's weird, there is no root."

……

In the sky above the skyline of the capital, a purple-haired immortal was hidden behind the clouds, accompanied by an immortal official dressed as a Wenchen.

"Tianzun, what's going on with that earth movement just now?"

"The Shaking of the War of the Holy Spirit."

"Even the Nine Abysses will be affected?"

"Not only the Nine Abysses, the whole time will be affected, no matter the past or future, this matter is related to the living beings of the world, once defeated, only the world will collapse waiting for us."

The purple-haired immortal didn't have a loud voice, but his words were like thunder, he was the supreme god in charge of the Nine Abyss Thunder Division, and his status was transcendent, but in the face of such a catastrophe that destroyed the world and the earth, he was still helpless.

Jiuyuan is a prison, they are just jailers.

Ten thousand years ago, the battle of destroying the soul ended, and the guilty souls were sent to this realm, and the nine abysses lacked spiritual power, and these people were equivalent to losing their qualifications for cultivation.

Although it is impossible to peek into the whole world, it is not necessarily a bad thing to be confused from birth to death for a lifetime, but the bane that was not eliminated 10,000 years ago finally fought back wildly, achieving today's greater catastrophe.

The immortal glanced in the direction of the capital and said to himself:

"Hopefully it's in time."

With that, he rolled up the clouds and flew towards the Heavenly Palace.

……

Early on Sunday morning, Wang Quanquan was woken up by Liu Heng's phone call, and the other party was afraid of leaving him.

Knowing that Wang Quanquan was in the dormitory, he hung up the phone and drove to school.

Within an hour, the downstairs roared, and the students stuck their heads out of the window to find a guy in a bag standing there with a bouquet of flowers, next to an eye-catching sports car.

Although this kind of scene is rare, it is not impossible, but it is still the first one waiting for someone downstairs in the boys' dormitory.

While everyone was discussing, Wang Quanquan walked downstairs with a black line on his head, looking at Liu Heng with a spring breeze on his face, and a sense of powerlessness came to his heart.

"Can you keep a low profile?"

"It's low-key enough for me."

Liu Heng said, handing over the flowers in his hand, "Help take it, I'll tidy up my clothes." ”

He deliberately wore a white suit today, which was worth a lot of money.

When the onlookers saw him handing the flowers to a boy, they immediately blew up:

"Damn, it's true, he's confessing to a man."

"Who is that guy who was confessed?"

"It's like a kingship."

"Awesome my brother..."

There was a noise above, and Wang Quanquan vaguely heard some discussions, he took the bouquet with an expressionless face, and deliberately said in a loud voice:

"I agree!"

Liu Heng didn't know what was going on, and said while sorting out his tie:

"This is for Zhou Xiaohua, you take it carefully."

The students above are already high, and they are all excited:

"Looks like it's going to be a tough battle tonight."

"That broad has no vision, and he actually looks at a person who has no two flesh."

"Yo, jealous? Don't you already have Brother Long? ”

There are really like-minded people in the co-authoring crowd.

Liu Heng still didn't feel that he had been discredited, and after tidying up his hairstyle, he said:

"Let's go, Zhou Xiaohua should be in a hurry for a while."

Wang Quanquan squeezed out a smile, turned around and raised a bouquet in the direction of the dormitory building, and lowered his head into the car.

The sports car roared away, but behind it was a scolding:

"Damn, it turned out to be green tea."

"It's really a villain's ambition, no, it's hemorrhoids."

……

On the way, Liu Heng kept telling about the situation at Zhou Xiaohua's family, which was like a treasure.

Zhou Xiaotong was born in a scholarly family, her grandmother is a professor of history at Qingwen University, she has retired, her grandfather is a famous calligrapher, and Liu Heng's hometown has a genuine handiwork of the other party, but it is a pity that the old man is old and died a few years ago.

Zhou Xiaohua's father teaches mathematics at another university, and her mother is in charge of running a restaurant, which is the one they went to not long ago.

Seeing Liu Heng talking about Zhou Xiaotong with excitement on his face, Wang Quanquan's gaze gradually became strange, and he suddenly interrupted the other party:

"Fat Liu, how much does Zhou Xiaohua do?"

Liu Heng was stunned, "How do I know this?" ”

Then he reacted, "What are you asking for?" ”

"It's okay, just make sure you're a pervert."

Under Liu Heng's lifeless driving skills, he arrived at the center of the capital in half an hour, which was still the ancient city, and there was a magnificent courtyard standing in front of the two.

There is a plaque hanging above the vermilion gate, and the plaque is written with two big characters of "Zhou Mansion", which is vigorous and powerful.

The lower left foot of the plaque is written with the words "Zhou Hongfei", which is thought to be from Zhou Xiaotong's grandfather.

Wang Quanquan looked up at the plaque, and Liu Heng was already impatient to knock on the door.

"Here we go!"

A crisp voice came from inside, and a moment later, the heavy wooden door was opened, and Zhou Xiaotong appeared in front of the two wearing an apron.

Looking at the woman dressed at home, Liu Heng's eyes were straight, and the flowers prepared in his hand were not sent out for a long time.

Wang Quanquan kicked him at the right time and said with a smile:

"I'm so disturbed, please don't mind Mr. Zhou."

"Where."

Zhou Xiaotong smiled softly, and turned to look at Liu Heng, who reacted at this time, handed out the bouquet in his hand, and his face turned red.

"Classmate Zhou, this is for you...... Our family. ”

At the critical time, he still didn't show that face.

…… (End of chapter)