After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

I accidentally ran into you by accident.

Zheng Wanpins the words. He only thinks that this person is really boring. He always emphasizes that he is unintentional. But who can misunderstand. Will the future ruthless Taoist change his ambitions because of her small accident?

She smiled indifferently, and then asked:

"Since the true monarch is out of the barrier, when will he be able to solve Gu?"

Cui Wang was startled:

"You deliberately waited here just to ask this monarch, when will you release Gu?"

"That's natural."

Zheng Yu took it for granted, "between me and the true monarch, besides this, what else is there to say?"

The night is lacquered and the moon is bright.

Cui Wang looked down at her, the bright moonlight fell on her pure white face, her eyelashes were long, her lips were slightly curved, and there was a faint coolness in her squiggly eyes, as if she was standing in front of her. It's the breeze of nothing.

She seemed to not care at all.

A cold, but seemingly mixed with some other gas that was too intense for him, submerged him from the bottom up.

Cui Wang fixedly looked ahead, a pillar was erected at the corner of the eaves, and there was a cloud of shadow under the pillar.

"There is really nothing to say."

He spoke slowly and honestly.

"That's it." Zheng Wan said with a smile, touching his palm, "I also hope that the true monarch will break through the magical realm as soon as possible and release the shackles of you and me."

"Bound?"

Cui Wang said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint the real person, you and I can't understand Gu for the time being."

"Why?"

Zheng Wan clearly remembered that there is no bottleneck in the non-stained glass body before the magical realm.

According to the speed of Cui Wang's cultivation, at most two years, she can completely get rid of love.

Zheng Yu’s surprised eyes fell on the pale and thin face that was struck by the moonlight. A layer of faint crimson appeared on the paleness, but in the blink of an eye, that layer of crimson faded from his face like running water, but instead revealed a trace of osmotic whiteness. As a result, the pupils were as dark as thick ink, and as cold as immersed in water.

"Guess this... Once Zheng Zhenren has been promoted to the Yucheng Realm, his skills should have changed."

"How do you know?"

Zheng Wan's eyes went round instantly.

Cui Wang carried his hands on his back, and said lightly:

"If Zhenzheng has time, he might as well go to the third floor of the Jingyao Hall in the basement of the Department of Administration to take a look. There is a huge volume of cigarettes, and there is a list of biographies of all the big figures in the Xuan Cang world since the beginning.

"in this way."

Zheng Yu nodded and made up his mind to wait until tomorrow. The Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of this door has always only praised the founding ancestors, and has not seen his life. If the Secretary really has it, she can get a glimpse of it, maybe, less. Take some crooked roads.

In Cui Wang's silence, she took the lead and walked away a certain distance. As if thinking of something, she threw something over without looking back. Cui Wang took it and found it was a simple jade crown.

It is made of white jade with a row of small swords carved under the crown. If you look closely, you will find that one small sword is a miniature formation. Counted one by one, exactly nine, which matched the end to end.

Nine nines into one.

This can be regarded as an intermediate mysterious weapon.

Even in the eyes of Cui Wang, this item is not worth mentioning, but it still needs to spend six or seven upper-level gems, based on the number that Zheng Wan has on hand...

Cui Wang looked up, but heard a voice from the curvy figure that was about to sink into the night:

"This is the day of the true monarch's birthday. The little gadget I prepared in advance, but I missed it, but I can't give it away..."

She turned around, her eyes sparkling like a lake.

"It's more than two months late," Zheng Wan raised his hands in front of his forehead, and gave a deep blessing. "Zheng Wan is here, I wish you every day and every day."

What she did was the etiquette of the mortal world.

Men's twenty is the world, and after twenty births, it represents a crown, standing, and adult.

This is an extremely important day for any aristocratic family born in the mortal world. On this day, the elderly will be crowned, praised by parents, supported by friends, so brilliant, and Chang'an thereafter.

But Cui Wang didn't have everything.

"gone."

Zheng Wan finished his salute, waved his hand carelessly, and disappeared into this lonely long street.

Cui Wang stood quietly.

I slid the fingertips across the radiant face of the jade crown, and found the word "Cui" written in gold lacquer on the inner circle. This word was written in the blood of the golden beast, and it would not retreat all year round.

And the words, he has rubbed countless times in the Zeng Mortal Realm, the silver hook and iron painting, strong on the back of the paper.

Who has ever said to him that when a person is young, no matter how he has passed through years and years, it will always become an imprint that cannot be erased in his entire life.

It's not like this.

Cui Wang thought--

In fact, he doesn't want anyone to touch his head, praise him, or crown him.

But it seemed that a hand was gently stretched out from the dark, and this hand quietly flicked the strings, letting the ripples spread out layer by layer, until the tip of the heart was numb and piping hot.

Cui Wang held the jade crown and stood still to the east. The first bell in Fengwu City was ringing. The small vendors were carrying their burdens and the chimneys began to curl up with smoke. He woke up suddenly.

Waking up, but mocking:

"Really be a ghost."

He casually threw the jade crown into the storage bag, no longer had any appreciation of the sunrise, tore open the space, stepped in and returned to Guixu. The Jiantong who stood in front of the cave mansion saw him come, and he was busy:

"Meet the true monarch."

Cui Wang let out a "huh" and stepped into the cave.

Jiantong scratched his head: How can Zhenjun seem to be in a particularly bad mood today?

Cui Wang entered the cave, pushed away the long case with his sleeves, and stood there for a long time against the long brocade under the case. When the ancestor thought he would not move, he leaned down, picked up the brocade, and threw it aside.

Sword Qi was used as a guide, and a bluestone slab of Nuo Da was lifted out.

The old ancestor watched the soil on the ground being dug up again, and went down several tens of feet before reaching the end. He couldn't help but said: "Baby, you have to... Right?"

Cui Wang remained silent, holding up a box with a vigour. He looked at the familiar pattern of flowering branches of Begonia before he opened it up.

There are two sword ears lying side by side in the box. The red one has faded a bit, but the white one is still like snow. Next to Jiansui, there is an unsurprising porcelain bowl, the blue and white porcelain pattern that can be seen everywhere in the market.

He called the jade crown out of the storage bag, rubbing his fingertips from the first small sword to the last, until it fell to the word "Cui", and finally put it in.

The little jade crown fell into the porcelain bowl and let out a crisp "dingdong".

Cui Wang stretched out his hand to close the lid of the box, and the lid and the body of the box made a soft "click", spreading far away.

The old ancestor noticed that his fingertips were a little trembling when covering the lid, and there was an inexplicable soreness in his nose. He was so rough and could not understand the entanglement, but only felt sore:

"Baby, you are..." Why bother.

Cui Wang put on the talisman paper and put the box back again. The long sword dug down a few more layers before covering it with soil layer by layer. This time, he no longer used spells, but with shovel yuan. Zhi's small shovel covered the soil back little by little.

As the last layer of mud was covered, the light in his eyes also extinguished.

"Old ancestors," Cui Wang's voice was dumb. "The clan's uncle even dyed five stone powder, and his **** was hot and hot. How did he give up in the end?

"I don't know."

"Don't smell, don't see, don't read, don't be tempted."

The ancestor closed his eyes, folded his hands together, said "Amitabha", and then opened:

"You **** fart!"

Cui Wang didn't reply, he walked out, leaving only his ancestors yelling in his ears:

"Your ancestor, I only know that there is wine today, drunk now, and sister now. She is false, I will false, where is there so much nonsense."

"Let me say, you and your mother-in-law are really exactly the same axis."

Cui Wang tightened his lips, but listened to the ancestors to continue:

"What do you want to say is different?"

"Old ancestors, there is no chance in life, and a monk is only a lifetime. How do you know that my choice at the moment is not wrong? How do you know that if I choose another one, it must be right?"

The ancestors were speechless.

He watched Cui Wang go to the Wuwang Peak Forbidden Land.

"Xiaowang looks at you...really wanting to retreat?"

Although I said that I had to retreat to the dead, I only closed it in my own cave. I would leave when I wanted to. But if I went to Wuwang Peak, there was an ice and snow cage. If I went in, I couldn't get out easily.

For ten years, one less day will not work.

When the gatekeeper of the forbidden ground saw him coming, he gave a salute:

"True Jun is well."

Cui Wang let out a "huh" and showed his identity jade badge, and lost ten upper-level gems: "Ten years between immortal characters."

"Xiao Wangwang, do you want to fight for ten years in two years?"

The gatekeeper took a picture of him with a copper mirror, confirmed that it was correct, received the Yuanshi, and gave a sign of auspicious clouds: "True Monarch, please."

Cui Wang went into the ice cage:

"Excluding everything in the middle, to be precise, less than half a year."

The cage is open, the cage is closed.

The gatekeeper took a look inside, only to see the corner of the robe after the sword repair in black disappeared behind the ice and snow pass, hitting the bell and ringing for a long time, and after a while, Daojun Tianhe and Zongzhang came together. , The two looked faintly.

One humanity:

"Li Wei is afraid that it is deeply disturbed, so he uses foreign objects."

Another humanity:

"Tianhe, if Ruthless Dao is trapped in love, what will happen..."

"When the fairy king Benlei was about to ascend, he still died and died. Persistent persistence is in danger."

"Fine, let's go."

The gatekeeper watched the two silently coming in the door, and then walked together, touching the back of his head inexplicably, and said to his heart: Could it be that Zhenjun Li Wei had something wrong in his cultivation, how can Zongzhang and Daojun Tianhe both suffer? Qiu Shen?

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Two flowers bloom, one on each table.

Cui Wang went to the ice and snow cage to retreat, Zheng Wan had already found the shopkeeper surnamed Bai with the transfer paper given by the fat monk.

The shopkeeper surnamed Bai is a skinny and shriveled old woman. In the later stage of the microcosm, her hair is gray and her face is covered with gray spots. From the looks of it, she is already a portrait of exhausted oil and withered lights. She will die at the end of her life, and there will be no breakthrough. Up.

Seeing her coming, I just opened my eyelids lazily, just looking at her with a strange look:

"From Yuqingmen?"

Zheng Wan nodded obediently:

"Yes."

"Which peak is under?"

"Zixiu Peak."

The old woman's eyes opened a little bit, Zheng Wan only discovered that if the gray spots and skinny face were removed, the white shopkeeper actually had a pair of beautiful eyes.

The eyes were cloudy due to the years, but when she tried to look at people, she could still see the original look.

"Sure enough, she is a beauty."

The treasurer Bai sighed faintly, she lay down on the wicker chair behind her, and the sun fell through the shadow of the whirling tree, shining on her no longer beautiful face, and the vertical and horizontal wrinkles relaxed.

She closed her eyes, seemingly tired:

"Go, talk to the chef. If you like to be a pavilion, you can do nothing. It doesn't matter. I'm an idler, I'm Yuzhenlou, and I can still afford it."

Zheng Wan followed Yuzhenlou as the shopkeeper and went to the lobby again.

The shopkeeper's surname is Li, who is also the cultivation base of Yucheng Realm. He was born with a face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he smiled honestly.

But Zheng Wan had seen him successfully send out a monk who had come to make trouble before, and he knew that this person was absolutely inconsistent.

"Shenzhen Zheng really wants to serve dishes in my Yuzhen building?"

The shopkeeper Li Dai glanced at the Tier 4 vestments on the young female cultivator. The cherry pink dress and the slender fingers didn't seem to be able to be a running hall.

What's more, he also recognized that this person had been on the Canglan News several times two months ago, and had such a profound friendship with the respected Master Liwei.

"natural."

Zheng Wan smiled at him.

Was the shopkeeper a man or a young man. Seeing this female sister smiled at him, she couldn't help but look at him more, thinking that with this color, it's no wonder that Mrs. Wei Wei's invisible temperament is also Will be fascinated by color.

Can the saint go down to earth.

On behalf of the shopkeeper, he grumbled under his skin, but he was still courteous:

"It's not impossible, it's just that... this chauffeur is complicated and trivial, and most of them are done by rough people. I'm afraid it will tire Zheng Zhenren."

Zheng Wan looked at the shopkeepers flying in the front hall. They were all in gray, with a white kerchief on their shoulders, sweating like syrup. Rarely, he used the white kerchief to wipe his sweat with the white kerchief. The child is not white, with yellow sweat stains...

"Mrs. Jin, I really want to do this?"

If she asked her three senior sisters to see it, she would be laughing to death.

Zheng Wan flattened his mouth.

Yuzhen Tower is the largest restaurant in Fengwu City. Although the people of Yuqing and Guixu have no stones in their pockets, they will occasionally come to have fun.

Zheng Wan hadn't cared about Xiaoer's mood in the past, but he couldn't bear it when he watched it at this time.

Granny Jin also sighed, don't say Zheng Wan herself, let her watch this face-saving doll like a gray mouse being called in this restaurant, and she couldn't bear it either.

At this moment, the round-faced monk, who had only been seen in the department yesterday, hurried in from outside the Yuzhen Building. Seeing Zheng Wan's eyes lit up, he handed the dynasty treasurer a trick.

The shopkeeper greeted him graciously immediately:

"Rare visitors, rare visitors.

The real monarch came to my Yuzhen Tower, and my Yuzhen Tower is really brilliant. "

"I didn't call you, Ben Jun called her."

The round-faced monk pointed towards Zheng Wan.

Zheng Wan passed over with a smile.

"Isn't Zheng Zhen trying to work in this Yuzhen Building?"

The round-faced monk eased his expression and said to the shopkeeper of that generation, "It just so happens that I want the room upstairs, so let Zheng Zhenren serve in my room."

"Success, success."

The shopkeeper was embarrassed for arranging Zheng Wan, if the delicate female sister was really allowed to do crude work, it would be fine for a while, if the other party recollected it and finally angered him, it would not be good.

"Zheng Zhenren thinks it's good? The guests in the elegant room are generally generous and less leisurely..."

Zheng Wan followed the two upstairs, and when the shopkeeper said that he was generous, his eyes were bright. This is the method of wanting to stop the desire, if the ingredients are average, the speed of cultivation will not rise.

And high-end food, all of which are delicacies with complete color, fragrance, and taste. If you just stay in the elegant room to be a dish and chant, you don’t have to be marinated in a leisurely way; secondly, you can afford this elegant room. If you order it, it must be a high-level elementary food.

"to make."

The round-faced monk listened with a smile, touched the non-existent chin, and went straight to the Posing Hall on the second floor.

"This gentleman just came to taste Yuzhenlou's delicacies today, Zheng Zhenren, and he ordered a sixth-order snowy arowana, a fifth-order fruit beast, and a fifth-order white jade dragon whisker."

Zheng Wan listened and couldn't help but scream for the Yuanshi in his pocket.

She has just seen the menu. This sixth-order snow dragon fish needs three upper-level stones, the fifth-order fruit beast has one upper-order stones, and the white jade dragon mustache also has ninety-nine middle-order stones.

One meal cost her two months of hard work.

"True gentleman wait a minute."

Zheng Wanfu was blessed and went out to sing trumpets and prepare dishes with a smile.

As soon as the person left, the round-faced monk scowled and said to the agent who was waiting:

"This is not a thing in the pool. She is the one who is in charge of the new Black Iron Order of the Yuqing Gate. Xiao Li, recruit a bright spot, don't offend others. You can do whatever Zheng Zhenren wants to do in Yuzhen Building in the future. Convenience. If there is a loss, it is natural to ask the Lord."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, and pointed to the direction of Guixu Gate:

"But who?"

"I don't really understand this matter. The person who entered the ice and snow cage retreats. Before the retreat, he only asked such a thing." The round-faced monk arched his hands to the sky. I'm afraid that my prince and his relatives have already become a loess, and the prince will naturally do his best to do what he asked to do."

Zheng Wan stayed in Yuzhen Building in this way.

At first, there was some tweaking when singing the trumpet, and gradually, he became extremely comfortable.

With the help of the shopkeeper, the guests who came to Yuzhen Building knew that there was an extremely beautiful running hall in Yuzhen Building. If they wanted to see this side of the running hall, they had to go to the private room and order a sixth-order arowana in the snowy area, and be quiet. Set an hour, let the patron smell the smell and watch the appearance.

Of course, it is not without the daring and daring guests who came to provoke and even stubbornly after hearing the fame, but these guests were finally broken by this "traveling hall".

The reputation of Yuqingmen "Jade Beauty" spread like wildfire, and the strange habit and the peerless appearance occupied a very large space in the Canglan Newspaper.

Three years passed quickly.

When Zheng Yu was able to run and jump to shout "Sister" to Zheng Yu, Zheng Yu successfully entered the middle stage of Yucheng Realm, and obtained a talented little supernatural power:

The blue sky flashed.

The blue sky flashing is naturally worse than the tearing space of the Magic Realm Society, and Zheng Yu's original strength can only be used three times in a row when it is full, but if the other party is in her illusion art, she will be surprised. Jumping behind the opponent, one blow is enough to kill.

When Zheng Wan practiced Qingkong Flash to perfection, the Blackwater Secret Realm opened.