The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 257: The Holy King’s Bastard (1)

I need to strengthen my exercise. I went to the supermarket yesterday and bought a bag of food and drink to bring home. Today, my shoulder hurts...

*

Wang Yizhu stood under a clump of bamboo in the back garden of Shengwang Mansion, lowered his head and quietly watched an ant crawling on the toe of his boot. There were also a few young men who were dressed in the same way as him, and stood aside in ordinary cotton gowns, bowing their heads in the same respectful manner.

Twenty feet away in front is the flower hall with the largest area and the most elegant furnishings in this emerald bamboo garden. On the veranda was playing 'woo woo'.

Several beautiful young girls quietly surrounded Wang Canglang, looking at him with great admiration, their eyes were full of twinkling little stars, and some girls were even moved by the 'beautiful' song so that water vapor appeared in their eye sockets .

Wang Canglang was playing the jade flute, and while smiling, flung his gaze at a girl in white by the shallow lake in front of the flower hall.

The girl was wearing a long white and flawless dress, lined with a nine-fold light sarong like smoke and mist, which set her off like a fairy in the clouds. She is Yu Piaomiao, Wang Canglang's cousin, and also the fiancée of Young Master Wang. She is also the young master of Tiansheng Palace, one of the most powerful forces in Xiaoyao Mountain, and the most beloved youngest daughter of the master of Tiansheng Palace.

In the words of outsiders, this pair of jade-like men and women is a perfect match, a match made in heaven. There are hundreds of millions of powerful sons and young masters in the entire Xiaoyao Mountain family, but they will never be found. It's a cute person who is a better match than them.

The weather today is not bad, the sun is shining, the breeze is pleasant, Yu Piaomiao has just finished her three-month retreat, and with the help of a powerful elixir, she has broken through the cultivation base of the seventh rank. Successfully possessed the strength of the lower sixth rank.

It happened that the servants of Tiansheng Palace gathered a few rare treasures and presented them as congratulatory gifts. Yu Piaomiao, who was in a good mood, simply brought someone to look for Wang Canglang. When his fiancée came to the door, Wang Canglang, who was also in an extremely happy mood, suddenly gave birth to elegance, so he asked his servants to prepare a lot of thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, which he would use to roast rabbits!

"The flute sound like killing a pig. The behavior of a pure prodigal."

Wang Yizhu stood under the green bamboo, lowered his head and sneered secretly. Wang Canglang, an idiot, if he hadn't had a good background and was the youngest son of the current Holy King, an idiot like him would have died long ago without a place to bury him.

Cultivation without cultivation, xinxing without xinxing, greedy and lustful to the extreme, besides trying to find money every day, is desperately playing with the maids around her. Occasionally, he took a group of servants to **** a few weak folk girls outside the palace of the Holy King. This is the young master Wang Canglang.

But he is the direct son of the contemporary holy king, and Wang Canglang's youngest brother is 180,000 years older than him. For the Holy King, this is really old-fashioned, and he really loves Wang Canglang to the bone. So no matter how mischievous Wang Canglang is, he is no longer a thing, he can still be superior. Enjoy everything in Shengwang Mansion wantonly.

Even Wang Yizhu and his concubines, the disciples of the Holy Palace, have to obey Wang Canglang like slaves.

The sound of dense footsteps came from the side. A few cooks brought a group of servants over on foot, and they all carried the cleaned demon rabbit 'Huoyun rabbit' in their hands. There is already a well-prepared barbecue grill on the side. These rabbits, which are thickly marinated with spices and sesame oil, are the best time to grill them.

What is burning under the grill is not ordinary firewood charcoal, but a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that is three feet square and dark golden in color. The wisdom that opened like a cloud slowly withered in the milky white flame. It turned into wisps of purple smoke and rose slowly.

The whole Green Bamboo Garden was wafting with a strong fragrance of Ganoderma lucidum, Wang Yizhu took a deep breath, and felt the energy and blood floating all over his body, and the magic power in his body increased a little bit. There was a treacherous glint in his eyes, and he grinned mockingly.

Unlucky Wang Fu Wang Chief Manager. How much private money did these thousand-year-old ganoderma cost him?

Wang Canglang is stingy by nature, and it is impossible for him to take out spirit stones from his pocket to buy these thousand-year-old ganoderma lucidum as firewood. Wang Yizhu heard that Wang Canglang gave Wang Fu just a thousand middle-grade spirit stones. Wang Yizhu calculated that if he wanted to roast the rabbits prepared by Wang Canglang, Wang Fu would have to subsidize at least a hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones in order to buy enough Millennium Ganoderma lucidum.

"Unlucky Wang Fu. Hey! It would be great if he felt resentment towards Wang Canglang." Wang Yizhu squinted his eyes and pondered secretly. That palm-sized cave magic weapon.

In the Holy King's Mansion, he has developed some servants who are loyal to the supreme master, but those servants are not of high status, they are all ordinary servants and low-level fighters, and they can't play much role.

If he can absorb Wang Fu and let him become his companion, he will open a gap in the middle and high-level circle of the Holy King's Mansion. In the future, he will be able to attract more people through Wang Fu and erode More power of the Holy King's Mansion.

He is just an inconspicuous **** in the Holy King's Mansion, a **** whose status is not even comparable to those of the housekeepers. But he believed that he was 10,000 times better than Wang Canglang, and that the Shengwang Mansion, and even the entire Xiaoyao Mountain, would become his possessions in the future.

Not to mention anything else, just the idiots in the cave hidden in front of his chest, when they have a combat power that matches their cultivation, it will be extremely easy to destroy the entire Xiaoyaoji things.

"We are the servants of the gods, but you are only mortals after all." Wang Yizhu raised his eyelids with an indescribable sense of superiority, and looked at Wang Canglang who was still sitting on the veranda playing the jade flute from the corner of his eyes.

Occasionally he would glance at Yu Piaomiao, his lower abdomen was already hurting like a knife, and the heat from the three inches below his lower abdomen burned his blood to the point of boiling. This woman who is sitting by the small lake, putting on the pure appearance of a celestial maiden descending from the mortal world without being stained with dust, and who is born with a certain beauty, will be a good plaything, right?

Don't give him a chance, as long as you give him a chance, even if he exchanged all the credit he has saved, he will ask the great master to send a few powerful envoys to help him kill Wang Canglang and let him live well Enjoy Yu Mimi this wonderful little bitch.

Damn it, for so many years, Wang Canglang and Yu Piaomiao have never left Xiaoyao Mountain for a trip. If they could go out together and let him serve along with them, he would have killed Wang Canglang long ago, and put Yu Piaomiao, this little girl It has become the most obedient doll.

Suppressing the flame in his heart, Wang Yizhu stood respectfully under the emerald bamboo just like the **** around him, looking down at the domineering ant on the head of his boot.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped, Wang Canglang put down the jade flute, and the girl beside him hurriedly offered a jade basin, hot water and a pure white silk scarf, and wiped his fine white fingers with a special ointment, She applied a thin layer on his smooth and moist lips.

Wang Canglang, with a face like a crown of jade, red lips and white teeth, pursed his lips, allowing the ointment to be evenly distributed on his lips, and stretched out his clean hands to let the girls apply the same on his nails. A light pink ointment was applied.

Looking at a piece of jade mirror, he hung a strand of long hair from his forehead, but the position was shifted, and the long hair about the size of a sesame seed was carefully placed where he should be. Only then did Wang Canglang slowly Standing up, maintaining a graceful and impeccable demeanor, she slowly walked towards Yu Mimi: "Little sister, is this song 'Happy Meeting' interesting?"

Yu Lingmiao squinted her eyes, quietly feeling the wind blowing on her face, sighed softly, and answered the wrong question: "I smell the scent of winter jasmine..."

Wang Canglang raised his brows, and said with a low laugh: "Little sister likes winter jasmine? Brother Minger dug up the bamboo in this yard."

Yu Piaomiao snorted softly, and said shallowly: "I hate winter jasmine the most, the wind smells like him, it's disgusting."

Wang Canglang's face turned, he turned around with his nose blowing his nose and staring at him, and pointed at Wang Yizhu fiercely: "That, who is that, hurry up and take someone to look outside to see which **** who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive Things, dare to plant winter jasmine in the yard, flatten his house for me, and drive people out of Xiaoyao Mountain!"

Yu Yaomiao closed her eyes, and said lightly, "His heart is terrible. When I came here before, I didn't smell this smell, but this time, when I was in the best mood, I suddenly had this flower. The smell floats over..."

Wang Canglang jumped up like a mad dog. He pointed at Wang Yizhu and yelled angrily, "Hurry up, don't you? Did you hear that? His heart can be punished, his heart can be punished, dig out the hearts of that family, give me I'll be broken!"

Wang Yizhu and the **** around him twitched at the same time, "His heart can be punished", does that mean? Dig out someone's heart and chop it into pieces. Is this his heart to punish? Eldest young master, I know that you never study and only work **** women and gold, silver and jewelry, but if you misinterpret the meaning of words like this, if it spreads out, it will lose the face of the Holy Palace.

But Wang Canglang is such a person, Wang Yizhu responded respectfully, secretly glanced at Yu Piaomiao's perfectly lined face, turned around hastily, and hurried out of the Green Bamboo Garden.

Wang Canglang smiled, turned his palm over, and took out a delicate jade flower pot from his sleeve, a plant like a red coral ~IndoMTL.com~ shone red all over, and was covered by a layer of flame-like light mist Surrounding exotic flowers bloom just right in pots.

"Little girl, didn't you say last time that you want a wild 'Red Fire Buddha's Palm'? This was brought by my brother himself, and I searched for it in the southern wilderness for several months, and finally found it. Yes, look, does this flower bloom well?" Wang Canglang put the flower pot in front of Yu Piaomiao as if offering a treasure.

Wang Yizhu, who had just walked to the gate of the Green Bamboo Garden, sneered and shook his head lightly.

The red fire Buddha palm was brought back by him in the wilderness of the south. If it wasn't for this excuse, he wouldn't have been able to leave the Holy King's Mansion. Of course, he did not find this flower, but his omnipotent master sent the messenger directly.

"Pleasing women with my merits? Heh..." Wang Yizhu sneered, gathered dozens of family private soldiers, quickly rushed out of the Holy King's Mansion, and rushed towards the direction where the fragrance of flowers came.

As soon as he went out, he saw Wang Fu swaying, leading a few servants to block the doorway of a shop. (To be continued..)

...

...()