After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

The woman's rich fragrance is still lingering on the tip of her nose, and Cui Wang stood upright, his handsome eyes covered by the crow's long eyelashes, restraining the exposed thoughts.

He looked up at her, turned around to leave, stepped out of the door, and said "wait" again behind him.

Cui Wang stopped and turned to look at her. Seeing Zheng Wan with his clothes closed and his head raised, he thought for a while:

"Doesn't it look good?"

Without waiting for her to respond, he took out a skirt from Qiankun's bag and stuffed it into Zheng Wan's arms impatiently:

"Then wear this."

After saying that he was leaving, he told Zheng Wan to stop:

"Pay before you go."

Cui Wang was taken aback and listened to Zheng Wan's fingers and counted with him: "As soon as you came, you broke the door and you have to pay. You have to pay for three broken glass lamps. After drinking a glass of wine, those on the ground—"

She hesitated to speak and looked at the pots and panguo that had been scattered when the two were in a mess, "I have to pay."

"If you leave, they will definitely hold me here as the first card." Zheng Yu looked at him pitifully, "If a male cultivator forces me at that time, you will be so tired that you will run again. "

"..."

Cui Wang twitched at the corner of his mouth, and quickly pulled out his sleeves from her hand, and said lightly: "The disciple of Daojun Zixiu, Yuqingmen, dare to force it in a mere Xuanyi Pavilion."

Zheng Wan curled his lips, but saw Cui Wang walk a few steps to stop, and turned his head to look at her: "Not leaving yet?"

"I will sort it out."

Zheng Wan rushed to the mirror. It was a place for fun and pleasure. Naturally, she was well thought out. She had all the toiletries in the room. She looked in the mirror and sorted out the hair and clothes that had just been messed up.

Cui Wang stood in the corridor and waited.

Occasionally, a love seeker came out and saw that this white-robed swordsman was lonely. Even though he was restrained, he was still incompatible with Wu Nongjiao here, so he could not help but detour.

And in the lobby on the first floor of Xuan Yi Pavilion, the two of Gui Gong and the old bustard were spinning around, looking up at the stairs shyly. Others were not thinking about this Yinggeyan Dance, and from time to time they glanced at a room on the second floor.

"Hey, you said that True Monarch Liwei... so good, how come to our Xuan Yi Pavilion?"

Not to mention that all of Guixu’s sword repairers are too poor. If they don’t have money to go to the kiln, even if they are rich, they rarely come to the Xiaohuguan.

"No... that real person, really is Real Monarch Liwei, that?"

Gui Gong thought of the situation in the room just now, if he didn't look at the handsome face of Zhenjun Liwei, he would look at that imposing look, he really seemed to come to catch the rape.

He smacked his mouth, "warming", and patted his leg:

"It's no wonder that I don't look down on the Huachao Lay."

He used to think that the Huachao layman had no five or six points, two or three points were always alike. Who knows that when the Lord comes out, he will become the daylily in the ground, and the person is Yun Dian Shuang Xue, where Is it comparable in this muddy field?

Even if it is a fake, it is not enough.

Bai Ling was also pulling her great-aunt ancestor over there, and the great-aunt ancestor couldn’t hang on her face, and just ridiculed the other party. It didn’t come to my mind—that innate Taoist kind of strolling around the Xiaohuguan, unexpectedly attracted Liwei Zhenjun. .

She slapped her face abruptly!

"That's True Monarch Liwei!"

She had a lingering fear in her heart. I can recall the shocking glance of the talent just now, and I feel that what a good name is not to be exaggerated. Even the daughter of the master of Taibai Gate, who is known as the first beauty in the Profound Cang Realm, is infatuated and admired. The peerless genius who has never come, turned out to be--

"Mr Liwei really has a leg with that innate Dao-seed!"

Turning his head and looking at the Huachao layman with a sullen face beside him, he was full of interest and couldn't help dissipating.

There was a sound of smashing porcelain upstairs, falling into the ears of the monks who were listening to the corner with their ears erected, as if drums were drumming in their ears.

The old bustard heard it too, she and the turtle stared at each other, and whispered:

"I heard before, the more deserted Xian'er, the more he gets up on the bed..."

The two of them laughed blackly, but they couldn't help but let go of their hearts.

This lover also pays attention to the quarrel at the bedside and the bedside. They can still do this. After waiting, they won't toss her Xuanyi Pavilion again.

The old bustard coaxed away the people who came:

"Go go, what's the matter with you?"

"Sing and dance, dance and dance..."

The old bustard smiled and greeted people again. After a while, the atmosphere in the lobby resumed. When she breathed a sigh of relief, she saw the men and women who thought they were going to play for a long time came one after another.

The man's robe was like snow, his black hair was like a waterfall, and he stepped down step by step with his hands on his back. Under the wide white robe, the whole person is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, which makes people afraid to look at it.

Then, step by step followed a low-level female nun, and she also changed her clothes.

The whole body is pure and white like snow, with countless dark patterns intertwined. When walking, the skirt is fluttering, and under the shadow of heavy lights, it seems that there are fireflies and butterflies flapping its wings, and the light is tactful. It makes the whole person have a dusty charm, and there is still a touch of flattery between the eyebrows, clear and gorgeous.

"Tianyu Liuguangyi!"

Grand Aunt Bai Ling called out in a gloomy voice. If he said before, "What good luck is this dead girl," now his eyes are red with jealousy.

She lived for hundreds of years, and she didn't even touch the side of the Tianyu Liuguangyi. This one would cost hundreds of upper-level primordial stones. This dead girl--want to know where it came from!

"Taeguzu, you pinch and hurt me."

Braun brought out a cry.

At this time, the old bustard greeted him graciously:

"The true monarch is leaving?"

"Let's take a look, how much does it cost." Cui Wang said.

The old bustard is a cultivator of the Jade Cheng Realm. As soon as his soul consciousness turned upstairs, he started to care: "This real man just called a pot of wine, two plates of red fruit, upstairs..."

"There are a total of two hundred and eighty-nine lower-level yuan stones and fifty yuan beads."

Cui Wang threw away three middle-level primordial stones:

"Don't look for it anymore."

Zheng Yu was choked. She has been digging and searching for a lot of Tiantong only two lower-level primordial stones. This Cui Wang casually offered a reward, and she needed dozens of lower-level primordial stones...

She stretched out her hand to the old bustard:

"I'm looking for."

The old bust's squinted eyes opened wide: "Real people mean..."

Zheng Wan nodded:

"Get it to me."

She lifted her chin towards Cui Wang, who was almost at the door, and narrowed her eyes: "Understood?"

understood.

The old bustard coughed, really pulled out ten lower-level primordial stones from his sleeve, and when he put the primordial beads out, he saw the beautiful female cultivator waved his hand:

"You will be rewarded for the rest."

...... So fertile and generous.

When the female cultivator left, the old bust could not help holding the turtle's ear and asked, "The female cultivator just now belongs to Daojun Zi Xiu?"

"Listen, hear that it is."

Over there, Zheng Wan was carrying a huge amount of twelve lower-level primordial stones. When she walked out the door, she saw Cui Wang everywhere, but she was not disappointed, seeing that the night was getting dark, she turned around.

Pushing the door open, Aye Aniang sat under the tree in the courtyard and waited for her.

Aye was twisting his eyebrows to go back to the air, while A-Niang leaned on the wicker chair and slowly shook it. With a cup of tea in hand, the blue lucid flowers in the courtyard quietly bloomed, and the fragrance of the flowers filled the entire courtyard.

Zheng Wan jumped into Aniang's arms:

"A-niang! A-niang! I made money today!"

She didn't mention how the money was made, just like when she was a child, she lined up the twelve bright and white primordial stones on the round table, "Does it look good?"

"good looking."

Wang squeezed a primordial stone and looked at it carefully. The appearance of this place is completely different from that of the mortal world. Such luminous stones are indeed unprecedented. She watched it for a while and pushed it back, Zheng Wan put it away and handed her ten yuan beads.

Even if the husband is not guilty, and cherishes his crime, Yuanzhu can still be obtained by mortal people. If it is Yuanshi, it will be bad if it is taken.

"Aniang, don't be reluctant. One of this light stone can be exchanged for a thousand beads, and one bead can be exchanged for ten gold bars. Your daughter is rich now!"

Zheng Zhai returned to his mind and pushed the chess piece:

"Well, tomorrow I will go to buy jewelry and clothes for your mother-in-law. Aye has to buy a pipe. I saw a rich man smoking that pipe at the market yesterday. It was very interesting."

Zheng Wan smiled contentedly.

In the shadow of the light, she thought, things in the world often have defects in the perfection, just like the moon above the head, no matter how perfect it looks, the jade plate always hides gray shadows and bleakness.

It is also great to be able to protect Aye and Aniang so that they can rejoice in their lives and go peacefully.

With a slight breeze blowing, Zheng Wan only felt as if a crisp "boo" came, and the dust in his heart seemed to have been brushed by a soft brush.

Wang and Zheng Zhai only felt that their daughter had taken a nap, hugged them all, and hurried into the room previously reserved for her.

The two looked at each other for a while:

"Why are you talking about it?"

"It doesn't look like a bad thing."

At this time, Zheng Wan was already sitting cross-legged on the couch, his soul consciousness sank down and entered a state of inward looking.

She didn't quite understand what the state of Cai was just now, but realized that her twentieth orifice was full at the moment when the wind passed by.

The crystal leaf in the sea of ​​knowledge jumped up and greeted her, and then a line of faint blue squares jumped out:

"If you want to stop, you will be strong, and the soul will be strong and imaginary. This is the'Soul Art'."

Zheng Wan looked at the ten lines and finally understood that the Moxu Jing exercises were divided into two parts. In order to fill in the orifice and increase the repair; the other part is to practice the soul consciousness.

Mo Xujing Mahayana is the method of the illusion world. Under the first method, you can create the illusion world. The so-called Mahayana, one is the cultivation of the Mahayana, and the second is the soul-consciousness Mahayana. Only when the vitality is abundant, can all things be created; and only Only when the soul-knowledge is Mahayana can everything be alive.

This soul tactic is the tactic of refining soul consciousness, and what is now open to her is the most basic soul conscious formula.

but--

Zheng Wan looked at the small line underneath, "The first layer, the foundation of soul building needs the help of Polygonum Talisman."

Smaller words: "After you have cultivated my soul tactics, you can choose one of the three types of talisman, pill, and formation as a supplement."

Zheng Wan was in a difficult situation.

If so, should it be painting symbols, alchemy, or oh, what about Xizhen?