After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

In the hall of trials, following Zheng Wan's choice, the buzzing began again.

No one thought that Zheng Wan would choose to go to Yuqing Gate when the twelve major sects were chosen arbitrarily.

After the Yuqing Gate ascended from the first generation of sect masters to Hedao, there has never been a person with amazing talents. It has always been the bottom in the Seven Avenue Gate, and an entire sect has practiced enchantment.

The low-level magic technique is not to collect yin to replenish yang, or to collect yang to replenish yin. Even if it is better than the magic sect of the magic way, it is moderate and will not exhaust the fish, but in the end it is also a means of flying and camping, and the vitality obtained from others will eventually return. It's better to be able to cultivate by yourself, even if your cultivation base rises quickly, your combat power will always be at the bottom.

Intermediate Charm——

The entire sect also persisted in the current Zi Xiu Daojun.

But there are also realm differences between Daojun and Daojun, Zixiu Daojun has no phase, and the other sect leaders present are already in the virtual realm. The higher the level of cultivation, the difference in realm at the first level is The moat.

As for the high-level magic arts, the legendary Mo Xujing, which was used to create the sky with one method, was lost after the first generation of sect masters soared.

"Little baby, you don't want to see their martial arts clothes look good," Jing Su Daojun shook his head, "for fear of delaying the innate Taoism."

"Daojun, I am determined and will not change."

Zheng Wan bent his eyes and refused.

Such a good-looking female doll stood there with a smile, even if she refused, it would not be annoying.

Seeing this, the other long factions stopped talking, and looked at each other, and they disappeared without a trace when they came.

For the first time, Daojun Zi Xiu won in grabbing his disciples, and he was happy in his heart. He became more and more satisfied with the newly recruited disciples. He recruited the leading disciple and said directly:

"Qingshuang, take the little junior sister to resettlement."

Qingshuang is a big disciple of Daojun Zi Xiu. He has a handsome appearance. Although his skin is darker, he has an exceptionally hearty air. He walked in front of Zheng Wan as a salute:

"Little Junior Sister sees her."

He handed Zheng Wan a school number plate with the word "one" engraved on it. The small letter Yuqingmen was in the upper right corner, saying: "When the junior sister enters my Yuqingmen, use the number plate to go to the deacon's pavilion and replace it with our door. The identity card will do."

"It's just that I have to bother the little junior sister to wait a little bit, and we can leave after the third level test tomorrow."

Zheng Yu followed Qingshuang to the guest room belonging to Yuqingmen to settle. When he went out hungry at night and went to the lobby to order food, he ran into Liu Yi in the stairwell who happened to be out.

Liu Yihongshang had black hair, and her eyebrows were very enchanting with a black pen. Zheng Yu couldn't help but look at it twice, who would have annoyed her.

"What am I doing?"

"If you don't look at me, how do you know that I look at you?"

Zheng Wan then remembered that the old account had not been calculated. Although the injuries suffered after the trial gate would disappear after going out, but Liu Yi had hurt her Aye Aniang's heart, and she held the trick:

"Look at your dressing up today."

"What does it matter to you?"

Liu Yi said crudely and honestly.

Zheng Wan's eyes moved around her, and finally landed on her red lips:

"Oh, I see, you need to find Cui Wang."

Liu Yi's lips were shaking, but she insisted:

"I love Zhenjun, so naturally I want to find him."

"Oh? Your admiration is to kill him over and over again in the trial domain? Really affectionate and incomprehensible."

Zheng Yu's eyebrows were crooked, and she felt that she was acting like a stick of a mandarin duck. Looking at Liu Yi, her whole body was shaking with anger, how energetic she was.

There was a familiar "Amitabha Buddha" from the stairs. Zheng Yu raised his head, but saw Cui Wang and True Monarch Floating coming together from top to bottom.

She immediately smiled sweetly and well-behaved:

"True Monarch Liwei, True Monarch Floating, what a coincidence."

"The little monk is also a coincidence."

True Monarch Floating is very interested in her now, especially the twelve bells seem to be still ringing in his ears, "This monarch and Liwei want to drink, and the little monk will not go?"

Zheng Wan glanced at Cui Wang and saw that his brows were frosty, and he didn't want to touch his brows, so he shook his head angrily:

"Don't go."

"Huh—" True Monarch Floating passed by, he glanced at Liu Yi and paused, "This little monk, did you kill many diminished ones in the trial domain?"

Liu Yi's face turned red, and Nene looked at Cui Wang:

"Yes, it is."

Cui Wang did not move his eyebrows, as if he hadn't noticed, he just stood quietly and listened to the words of the floating king.

The ancestors in the sea of ​​knowledge are constantly making noise.

"Miss Sister's obsession without you, you are sad, aren't you?"

"Still you are thinking, Xiao Niu'er talks affectionately, but she can kill you over and over again; Miss Zheng talks about admiration, but she turns her head to have love for you, do you really like it or fake it? Sad again, isn't it?"

The quiet sea rippled slightly, and he raised his eyes, only to see the orderly rows of wine jars on the counter in the inn.

I was a little thirsty.

"gone."

True Monarch Floating put his hands together to bid farewell to Zheng Yuliuyi, but before he left, he saw the woman in red with tears bursting into front of him, to be precise, rushing to Cui Wang.

Liu Yi clenched his fists and plucked up the courage:

"Can you please tell me the truth?"

Cui Wang looked up at her, frowning slightly:

"You and I have the cause and effect."

"Yes, that's it."

Liu Yi wiped the rouge off her lips with her fingers, "The little girl only asks the true gentleman one question, and the true gentleman answers me, so I will no longer be entangled with the true gentleman."

"you said."

Liu Yi looked straight at the face that was difficult to get close to the gods and Buddhas, still so beautiful, God bestowed him, gave him a face and talent that no one in this world can match, but it was so cold and so far away, she was a little sober, and Somewhat confused, everything has surfaced in the past:

"If that day was the first time I showed up and stood in front of the true monarch with the bloodstone hairpin, without Zheng Yu, no one else, would the true monarch look at me differently?"

Cui Wang seemed strange to this question.

He shook his head:

"will not."

"Why not?" Liu Yi clenched his fist, "True Monarch, you obviously treat Zheng Yu, Zheng Yu——"

But Cui Wang didn't answer her anymore. He and True Monarch Floating had gone down the stairs and disappeared in the corner.

Liu Yi stood startled, and when Zheng Wan was about to leave, suddenly said:

"You are also watching my jokes, aren't you?"

Zheng Wan shook his head, he didn't even have the heart to retaliate. The drama said that these eros-obsessed women are most prone to change: "What are you doing when I am laughing? Cui Wang ignored me, he also took you. Coming up."

She decided to stay away from her, and the two of them reported back to each other. She endured her twice, and the prince once. This time, if this person commits again in the future, he will be killed directly.

Zheng Wan made up his mind and ignored the dazed person, went straight downstairs, ordered a table to eat, and recorded Yuqingmen's account, so that he could eat a raw meal that is only available in the monastic world.

When I returned to my room and practiced for two big weeks and the full moon was high on the horizon, the door was knocked from the outside by a "tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk".

Xiaoer from the shop presented a mahogany box, which was clearly given to her.

"mine?"

"It's from the immortal." The shop second bowed.

"Who sent it?"

The shop Xiaoer just shook his head for some reason.

Zheng Yu went back to the room strangely, sat for a while, first tried his strength, and found that there was no restriction on the box. He opened the box with his hand, but saw a piece of yellowed parchment lying in the box, and a small piece of paper on the paper. It is densely written.

Could it be a treasure map that often appears in the monastic world?

Her heart thumped and jumped, Zheng Wan took out the parchment and scanned it carefully. The more she swept, the uglier her face became. When she finished reading it, the whole thing was almost full of smoke.

Zheng Wan patted the parchment:

"Cui Wang!"

Apart from Cui Wang, there will be no others.

He actually sent someone a roll of old paper, which was full of all sorts of cultivators who couldn't let go of their obsessions and failed in the end. There was actually the kind of Taoism that failed because of the overweight of the cultivator.

In Zheng Yu's view, this is simply ridicule.

She went out angrily, but the second person in the shop hadn't gone far, "Where does the giver live?"

"It's in the second room of Tianzi."

Zheng Wan thought, so-called cultivators are no different from mortals, except that they have greater magical powers, don't they also have to live in heaven and earth?

Asked to understand the place, when I arrived at the door, I thought there would be a restriction, but who expected the door to be pushed slightly and opened.

Cui Wang was sitting by the window, holding a jade gourd in his hand while drinking. The jade white surface was a little red. Seeing that it was her, he was startled: "How can you get in?"

Look at the prohibition halo is still there.

Zheng Wan doesn't care about these:

"I want to ask you, what is your intention to give this thing?"

"Could it be that you want to mess with my heart?"

"The monk, the heart of dust is too heavy, and he can't go far."

Cui Wang cast aside the jade gourd and looked down at her. His face was not happy or angry, but a pair of star pupils drank a boat of water. Zheng Wan looked at him, and his anger suddenly disappeared. Up.

There is a smell of wine lingering on the tip of the nose, and the smell of pear white is a little sweeter, and it smells like the scent of pear blossom and jasmine mixed.

Zheng Yu’s eyes flickered and he curled his lips to a smile. In Cui Wang’s dazedness, he suddenly stepped forward, raised his toes, and touched his cold thin lips, and then touched them again. He didn’t react in time. , Both arms have been supporting his neck, pulling him to lower his head, entwined with his lips and teeth, and touched him intimately.

Cui Wang's lips were as cold as his own, but slowly, the coldness faded, becoming warm, warm and fiery.

He stood upright, neither pushing her away nor responding to her, as if it were a piece of wood.

But Zheng Yu could clearly feel the undercurrent surging under this piece of wood, she could feel his chest was hot, and the heart that was constantly thumping and thumping under her chest was also hot.

She took a step back, her lips flushed with too much force, as if they were dyed with a bright color.

Cui Wang looked down at her, his expression unmoving, like ice and snow that had sealed it for thousands of years.

"Affection is evil."

He said.

Zheng Wan wiped his mouth and laughed mockingly:

"True monarch, you are so hot, but you also moved the heart of dust?"

"Zheng Wan, you are too persistent."

"I'm cultivating so that I can live forever and be happy. If I am not happy, what do I do to cultivate immortality?"

Zheng Wan tore the parchment paper to pieces and threw it under his feet, "You should practice your ruthless way, and don't care about me."

She walked away, Cui Wang stood in the room for a long time, suddenly covering his heart and vomiting blood.

He said blankly:

"Ancestor, the seal seems to be broken."