I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

The bright and colorful asteroid belt was ups and downs in the starry sky, and the holy white robe stood with his hands behind his back, calmly overlooking the three young people.

"See Your Majesty!"

The two are Li Chen and Zhao Hao who came from the relics of the universe. They were both scarred and in a state of sluggishness. They were obviously attacked by disasters in the relics and escaped by chance.

Another man with a resolute face and a calm expression, a bit of an arrogance in the world, was Chu Xiaoye.

Xu Beiwang remained expressionless, and said in a deep voice:

"The three of you have outstanding talents and good conduct. As long as you follow in the footsteps of this deity, you will have a bright future!"

There was joy in the eyes of the three of them, the weight of these words was too high, and there was a faint meaning of accepting them as confidants.

"I will swear allegiance to my lord!"

The resolute voice echoed in the starry sky, and the three of them had deep awe and piety in their eyes.

The Supreme Being in the Beginning is the Supreme Being who walks the universe, unstained by dust, forever shrouded in a divine ring, to be favored by him, has already died without any regrets.

Xu Beiwang looked at them casually, and then said casually:

"In the next forty years, you all go to explore the ruins. Whoever finds the most ghost objects will be the holy son of Fengque."

As the words fell, the three of them trembled, and their hearts almost burst.

For a moment, they even suspected that something was wrong with their hearing.

Holy Son of Phoenix!

What kind of detached position is this supposed to be?

Absolutely crush the members of the Golden God Clan!

That is the head of Feng Que in the future!

Even if it is just a mascot, it can also enjoy the worship and admiration of hundreds of millions of creatures!

"Do your best to find the ghost." Xu Bei looked at the sharp light in his bright eyes.

He needs more flowers from the other shore, so he can only place his hope on the three treasure-hunting mice.

The luck of the three treasure hunters is not as good as that of the Tiandao embryo, but the fluctuation is extremely high, which means that the upper limit is high. .

For example, compare luck to salary.

The monthly salary of Tiandao Embryo is generally 100,000 yuan, with little fluctuation and very stable.

The monthly salary of the three treasure hunters is 40,000, when it was low, it was only 20,000, but when it was high, it could reach 200,000, or even 500,000!

Xu Beiwang is betting that when they are at their peak, they will be seductive enough to stimulate their potential, and perhaps they will be able to outline their peak luck.

"Living up to your high expectations!"

Chu Xiaoye was the first to recover from the shock, and a strong murderous intent emerged from the depths of his eyes.

Killing two people, he is bound to become the only one.

"If anyone fights internally, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Suddenly, the indifferent Daoyin sank, and the misty eyes fell on Chu Xiaoye intentionally or unintentionally.

Chu Xiaoye shuddered, and immediately dismissed any thoughts that he shouldn't have.

The white robe's eyes were calm and calm, and three top-level Taoist artifacts fell from the magnificent planetary belt, all of which were on the top of the spectrum of heavenly artifacts!

"Temporarily lend it to you to avoid dying in the ruins."

After finishing speaking, Xu Beiwang looked around the three treasure hunting mice coldly.

He is about to step onto the bloody stage, and he has only two ways to improve his combat power, condensing the burial gas in the endless burial ground, and nourishing enough Bianhua Minghua.

He can no longer dig and search, he can only gain if he is willing to give up. As far as the lucky treasure hunter is concerned, holding a top-level Taoist weapon will greatly increase the chance of survival.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The three knelt down in the starry sky, and respectfully took over the coveted Taoist artifact.

With it, I will definitely not disappoint my lord!

"Move immediately."

The figure in the white robe erratically disappeared into the vast starlight.

The three of them took a deep breath to calm down their joy, and there was a strong sense of competition in their eyes. They turned into Changhong and galloped under the starry sky, rushing to the ruins of the universe like every second.

The position of the Holy Son is bound to be won! !

"Wow, didn't you say you want Miaomiao to be a saint?"

"Then you go to explore the ruins?" Xu Beiwang stared at her.

"No...not going." Miao Keai's eyes were timid, her head was shaking like a drum, and she said stubbornly:

"Anyway, Miaomiao wants to be a saint, she is unique and cannot have a son!"

Xu Beiwang was noncommittal, and continued to sit cross-legged in the Star Dou Domain to meditate.

Whoever gets the ghost object is more valuable, isn't he the one who has the final say?

At that time, it will be announced that the two treasure hunters will be equal, and both will be arranged as Feng Que's sequence seeds, allowing them to continue to infiltrate and create greater benefits for him.

Although his behavior was a bit shameless, without him, how could these three humble treasure hunters have their current cultivation?

A few days later, a hazy and broken scroll floated over, on which stood a girl in a light red neon dress, her soft black hair spread out, carrying a strange fragrance all over her body.

"Aunt!"

Meow is cute, with light steps, like a fluttering butterfly, flying happily.

She was extremely happy, seeing Huang Ru alone, she even smiled with big eyes narrowed into crescents.

The girl pinched the stupid cat's face and chuckled, as bright and delicate as a peach blossom on a branch in spring.

"Mother-in-law, let's go." Xu Beiwang stepped out of the asteroid belt.

A complicated and subtle expression flashed across Huang Rushi's eyes, of course she also knew about the awkwardness between the couple.

It's not easy for her to mention this matter, but regardless of family affection, she must be on the sidelines.

"I'm sorry..." Huang Ru nodded with a smile.

With clear and charming eyes and skin as shiny as porcelain, it is no wonder that she was the number one beauty in that era.

Xu Beiwang didn't look much, and turned into a bright comet across the starry sky.

...

The world of nothingness.

The barren ancient Taoist platform is extremely magnificent and tall, with many runes branded on it, and the chaotic mist of the age of mythology is lingering and transpiring.

The four Taoist monarchs of the Seven Crown Kings used Taoism to open the corridor leading to endless burials.

"Little villain, Miao Miao has brought enough snacks." Miao Kei raised the necklace on her pink neck.

Being able to get along with the little villain for decades, he will definitely sleep with Miaomiao, right?

Just thinking about it, a noble and elegant figure in a purple dress came from afar.

Miao Keai grinned, and immediately lowered her head and stomped her feet, cursing countless times in her heart.

Big bastard!

Follower!

Fifth Jinshuang quietly stood alone at the foot of the platform, her skirt fluttering, her graceful eyes staring at the white robe.

Huang Ru pursed her lips, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and turned her head to look into the distance.

"What are you doing with me?" Xu Beiwang asked with a calm expression.

"They can go, but Bengong can't?" Wu Jinshuang raised the tails of his eyes slightly, and his green eyes looked straight at him without blinking.

Xu Bei turned a blind eye, sacrificed the burial source in his body, and slowly refined the pouring black mist.

Fifth Jinshuang didn't feel any embarrassment, and walked towards her dog's legs with graceful steps.

A moment later, following the roar of the Seven-Crown King Daojun, nothingness collapsed, and a terrifying black mist fell down, like a star field falling from the sky, seeming to overturn everything.

A dark corridor emerged, and the white robe turned into stars, and he stepped into it calmly.

Wu Jinshuang and the other three stood in the incomplete picture scroll, followed closely behind.

...

The burial is vast and boundless, filled with black mist and billowing dust.

This place is more dreary than purgatory, death is an eternal theme, and the black land is endless,

The howling wind sounded like two iron plates rubbing against each other, sharp and ear-piercing.

Huang Ru was palpitating and trembling, her soul was like a leaf, being dragged and fluttered by the wind.

Gradually, she felt that every inch of her reason was rotting away, and her expression became distorted.

"Take me."

Xu Beiwang strolled in the courtyard and said calmly.

Miao Kei was trembling, last time Miao Miao fainted like this and almost died, so she hurriedly grabbed the little villain's palm.

Huang Rushi didn't care about taboos, holding her son-in-law with her pale fingers, the Lingtai was suddenly clear, and the ups and downs of emotions gradually stabilized.

Holding a loli in one hand, Bai Pao walked endlessly in the burial ground.

"Why are you pulling?!"

Fifth Jinshuang's green eyes flashed dangerously, and his tone became extremely cold due to resentment.

The slut's radius of hundreds of feet was filled with stars, and the erosive funeral atmosphere like mercury pouring down the ground could not penetrate an inch.

Huang Ru noticed it, and quickly let go of her hand, stayed away from the powder keg area, and kept a safe range of ninety feet away from her son-in-law.

"Cute meow, are you provoking me?" Wu Jinshuang said coldly, her perfectly perfect face was full of threats.

The girl in the red skirt was terrified, and quickly withdrew her little hand.

Miaomiao refined the copper pieces, the big villain has long held a grudge, and she can't find an excuse.

"Miao Miao has to work hard to cultivate..." After finding a lame reason, Miao Kei ran ninety feet away cautiously with her waist down.

Fifth Jinshuang raised her delicate chin slightly, her eyes were full of interest.

"Use the burial air to temper the emperor, and call me immediately if there is anything wrong."

After explaining this sentence, Xu Beiwang sacrificed a small palace and stepped into it.

The endless burial ground did not hinder his consciousness in the slightest, and he could explore the boundless area at will.

That's right, Xu Beiwang's trip has another purpose.

Endless burials are too weird, why did the predecessors open up such a road?

He had stayed in Burial Pear Village for dozens of years. Although the village was full of dead spirits, they must have come from another universe.

Therefore, Xu Beiwang had a guess.

Will there be a space node in the endless burial ground, connecting different universes?

Not without this possibility, he was going to search the place where the burial gas was the strongest and where the burial gas was the thinnest.

"What are you thinking?"

The woman in the purple skirt was leaning lazily against the door of the palace, her thick eyelashes flirting in all kinds of ways.

Xu Beiwang didn't want to talk to her, and concentrated on exploring the burial area.

"Still angry with Bengong?" Fifth Jinshuang walked over.

She squinted her phoenix eyes, and pressed a crystal white foot against his abdomen, rubbing her pink toes rhythmically.

"Fifth Jinshuang, please respect yourself." Xu Beiwang pushed his feet away, his voice so flat that there was no emotion.

Fifth Jinshuang looked helpless and panicked in the depths of his eyes. After a moment of silence, he stared at him coldly:

"Do you really want me to beg you humbly? It's absolutely impossible."

Xu Beiwang looked at her, and said calmly:

"I just want you to make a change, that's all."

Wu Jinshuang's eyes flickered, and said lightly:

"My world is very simple, there is only you alone, but if I want to be docile, I can't do it."

For the first time in her life, she showed her true feelings, without the imaginary sense of shame, only a trace of nervousness.

Xu Beiwang remained silent, and then said frankly, "I just hope you don't have such a strong desire to control anymore."

The atmosphere in the hall became cold.

Fifth Jinshuang's brows and eyes were cold, and she directly vetoed:

"Impossible, that would not be Wu Jinshuang!"