The Evil Imperial Monarch Chapter 1485: How are you

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Chapter 1485

[The last chapter made a typo and wrote Wen Ting as Yu Ting, which has now been revised. As for Murong Xianxian and Mu Xianxian, this is not wrong, and there is a hidden meaning, the origin of the name, please rest assured to read, welcome Readers and friends can bring up the bugs in this book at any time]

Long Shaoyuan has lived in the guest room for three days and three nights, the ancestral home of the Murong family, and has not seen Murong Xianxian yet.

"Master, why hasn't that Murong Xianxian appeared yet? Are you not in a hurry?" Accompanied by Long Shaoyuan was a beautiful maid, chattering non-stop.

Long Shaoyuan closed his eyes to practice and smiled and said: "Murong Xianxian also claims to be comparable to the young supreme, how can he come to see me so soon, if I guess it is correct, she is afraid that she will ruin the marriage..." /

"What! She dared to ruin the marriage? What kind of thing is she, let her marry the young master, it is a blessing for eight lifetimes!" The maid pursed her mouth very unwillingly.

I became Long Shaoyuan's maid, and of course he had slept with him countless times. I tried my best to please him, just as a maid.

That Murong Xianxian, who has the opportunity to become the wife of the young master, wants to destroy the marriage?

"Jiaxin, why bother to be angry, I had expected that she would not give in so easily..." Long Shaoyuan looked confident and hooked his fingers, and he pulled the maid named Jiaxin into his arms. Inside, the big hand got into the bottom of her skirt.

"Ah...Young Master..." Jiaxin's voice immediately softened, and Meisi looked at Long Shaoyuan in a puzzled manner.

This is a handsome man who has a chance to win the supreme position. Following him, even if it's just a love affair, it is worthwhile. At least he has also improved a lot of strength for himself.

"People are jealous, you want to marry Murong Xianxian..."

"Don't worry, I won't marry her, and she won't marry me..."

……

Long Shaoyuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and Murong Xianxian also cooperated very well. He did not return to Murong's ancestral land from beginning to end, but floated on the Weishui River in a boat.

On this day, a gossip was spreading wildly in the city of Weinan.

"Have you heard, Long Shaoyuan, the young master of the Long Family, went to visit Lixia Temple yesterday..."

"No way? Where is Li Xia Temple, that's all auntie, Long Shaoyuan has such a heavy taste?"

"It's true that the security is uneven. Someone saw Long Shaoyuan enter several old archway houses in Lixia Temple with his own eyes, and he also booked a place to play very well..."

"It's really unforgettable, can this kind of goods still aspire to the supreme?"

"Li Xia Temple, in fact, it is also good, cheap..."

The city of Weinan has a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, but such a piece of gossip was almost spread among practitioners within a day.

Where is the Lixia Temple? It is one of the brothel districts of Weinan City, and the sisters in it are mostly older. There are thousands of archways here.

Although many people don't want to believe that Long Shaoyuan will go in and out of this kind of place, but the so-called one pass ten, ten pass hundred, plus some people's description of adding fuel and jealousy, really many people believe it.

The so-called people can't look at face, maybe people like Long Shaoyuan like this kind of tone is not necessarily.

The news soon reached Murong's house. Murong Zhentian was sitting on the main seat of the hall, and when he heard the news, he couldn't help but frown.

"Patriarch, things are strange. As far as I know, Long Shaoyuan has been staying in our ancestral land for a few days without taking half a step..." Murong Lin felt a little strange and asked Murong Zhentian, "Could it be Someone deliberately discredited Long Shaoyuan?"

There was a strange smile on Murong Zhentian's mouth: "Let them discredit, I want to see what kind of mentality this Long Shaoyuan is, does he really look like a young man..."

"Will this anger the Long Family?" Murong Lin was a little worried.

Murong Zhentian coldly hummed: "Do you think our Murong family is so good to bully?"

"Others discredit him about what matters to us, let him go, this matter has nothing to do with us!" Murong Zhentian gave Murong Lin a cold look.

Murong Lin's back was sweating cold, and he hurriedly retreated. He didn't dare to stay here anymore, for fear that he would provoke Murong Zhentian, a fierce tiger.

……

On the banks of the Weishui River, the night is thick, and the hazy moonlight pouring on the river surface casts a bright silver makeup on the Weishui River.

The flower boat moored quietly on the riverside. With the breeze ups and downs on the river, the mother and daughter of Murong Xianxian and Murongxue have stayed here for four or five days.

Murong Xianxian sat cross-legged on the river, closed her eyes slightly, she was drawn into her body by the moon, forming a layer of silver brilliance on the surface of her body, like a piece of silver jade armor. All packages.

"The slender talent is really strong, and it can directly absorb Yuehua. If he can **** all the power of the stars into the body in the future, it may be possible for her to reach a height that I can't imagine..."

Looking at her daughter practicing here, Murongxue's beautiful eyes also kept splendid.

Several stages of practitioners are called the soul of self-cultivation, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the good fortune of the world.

It stands to reason that after reaching the realm of law, you can be called a strong man who seizes the heavens and the earth, but it is still far away if you really want to fully achieve the great fortunes of the heaven and the earth.

Zongwang powerhouses can brand Fuzhuan, use the power of Fuzhuan to seize the good fortune of the world, but also need to use Fuzhuan, if you want to take the good fortune of the world at hand, it is almost impossible.

Perhaps only after reaching the level of a saint, can you truly seize the heavens and the earth at will, and become stronger.

The soft moonlight turned into a steady stream of power, and entered Murong Xianxian's graceful posture without any rejection. Murong Xianxian's body was like a container, constantly absorbing the force of the moonlight.

The power of human beings is limited, and the power of Yuanling is also limited. Powerful practitioners can be comparable to the moon and the stars, and the limits of their bodies to accommodate power are also endless.

Only when your limit is continuously improved can you have more talents. This is also the power of talent.

A few hours later, the sky lit up with a white belly, but in front of the flower boat, a young man in a black robe appeared.

"Who..."

Murongxue woke up from entering concentration and found a stranger approaching, she immediately opened her beautiful eyes, and two fierce and fierce lights rushed to the stranger in front of her.

But when she saw the person in front of her, she was dumbfounded, and she was shocked.

"What, what? It's you..." Murongxue couldn't believe it. She shook her head vigorously when she saw everything she saw, thinking she was dazzled.

The man in front of him, the one he had been thinking about for decades, unexpectedly appeared in front of him again.