Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

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"So... Brother Li is okay...?"

Jiang Chulong asked nervously while sitting on the bed with her legs hugged.

Pleasant Goat Hot Pot Restaurant is well received by the people in the world. Now it has become the Jianghong Restaurant in Ziyang Prefecture, and the news is very well-informed.

Today, a few swordsmen in the hot pot restaurant were drunk. They got a brazier from somewhere and burned paper in front of the hot pot restaurant.

They cried while drinking.

And they were talking to Genmao.

"Woo, you haven't finished your story yet!!!"

"Woo, I toast you a glass. No one can show off in front of others better than me. How lonely it is to be invincible~~~ woo!"

"Mist, mist, mist..."

"The first time I remembered you was because I stepped on your watermelon peel and watched your back go away. I didn't expect that the last time we saw each other was also your back!"

Hua La La——

A gust of wind blew from somewhere.

"Fuck, where did the evil wind come from?"

"Pick him up quickly!!"

"The heart fell into the brazier, and there was nothing left!"

So, a few drunk swordsmen chased a hair and ran around, and fell hard a few times.

Such a weird scene, even Jiang Gong couldn't help but ask.

"Nine out of ten people in life are unhappy, you don't do this..."

Yeah.

Jiang Gong felt that the few people looked familiar, so he couldn't help but comfort them.

But after knowing who they were mourning, even the style of painting changed.

"Miss, don't be like this, put down the sword."

"Do you know where the people from the Summoning Demon Cult are? Why do you come to them for revenge?"

The scene was once very chaotic.

Fortunately, when Jiang Chulong was at a loss, he remembered that the teacher was very powerful and might have a way.

So he came in and asked:

"Teacher, can a person with only a hair left... come back to life?"

Tianzun was silent for a long time, and he couldn't do it.

If he said no, it would make his image as Tianzun look worthless.

If he said yes...

There's only a hair left!

After knowing the whole story, Li Mo didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while, and could only comfort Jiang Gong for a while.

"Don't worry, I can see at a glance that your brother Li is blessed with a long life, and he is definitely not an ordinary person. I won't believe anyone who tells you that he is dead in the future."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, practice quickly, today I will teach you a new sword technique."

Teacher Tianzun taught today, of course, the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique.

Although hundreds of years of martial arts insights disappeared, Li Mo didn't feel bad.

First, he has accumulated martial arts insights for more than two decades, and this is just a drop in the bucket.

Besides, when Jiang Gong practiced the Dragon Slaying Sword to the highest level, how could the investment feedback be worse than the martial arts comprehension?

....

One and a half hours later.

Jiang Chulong entered this unique sword technique and challenged the Red Dragon again.

But after all, it was a sword technique that he had just learned, and it was still far from being able to fight against the legendary innate creatures.

He coaxed Jiang Gong to exit the world and rest.

Li Mo started his own practice.

"There are quite a few upper-shaped pictures in the investment feedback."

"Although the tempering of the fighting spirit against Qi Tian is not as good as one-tenth of the extreme form, it is better in quantity."

The martial arts world of Jiu Tian Shi is much deeper than he thought.

Originally, he had just made a name for himself in Nanjiang and ranked in the top five on the Potential Dragon List. Unexpectedly, before he could get excited, he found that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg of this world.

Emperor Dayu watched the southern border being broken.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Gods revived.

These are not illusory things, but are closely related to the people around him and him.

Time passed.

The next morning, when Li Mo woke up, he saw the first ray of morning light from the window.

Li Mo's eyebrows were a little swollen, as if he was beaten in a dream.

Well, more than one.

Defeated five upper forms, this is his achievement last night.

If he relied on the upper form alone, I am afraid he would have to fight at least sixty times. If the Qitian Fighting Will was placed on others, it would be a pit.

Turning his head and looking at the empty pillow, Li felt that it was worth it to be tired.

Imagine.

One morning when you wake up, you suddenly find that the ice ball sleeping on the pillow is looking at you like a stranger. How scary.

Well, you should try harder.

But in addition to trying to improve your realm, you should also make some other preparations.

So Li Mo went downstairs and found Qin Yuzhi, who was in the courtyard, reading books from the past hundred years and familiar with the working environment.

"Master Qin, is it possible for Yunmengxian to revive again in your body?"

"Well? Not for the time being."

Qin Yuzhi shook her head, and then muttered in a low voice: "Why are you two asking me the same question..."

"The same question?" Li Mo was stunned.

"Yes, do you still want to ask, when Yunmengxian showed signs of waking up in my body, how did I prevent it?"

"That's right..."

Li Mo reacted and realized that the other person who asked the question should be Bingtuozi.

Qin Yuzhi repeated: "That is naturally to do something that is not in line with Yunmengxian's temperament."

"Can you be more specific?" Li Mo took out the notebook.

"For example, Yunmengxian likes to play chess and likes to take everything under his control. I just play mahjong. It's all about luck. You never know whether your next hand of cards will make a ten-digit arhat."

Qin Yuzhi gnashed her teeth when she talked about the Ten Arhats.

She had only met them once in her life, and it was fine if it was in a dream, but she hadn't finished that dream yet.

"What else?"

"For example, Yunmengxian likes to sleep and be at ease, but I only sleep once a month and work overtime every day. I will outlast him!"

"...."

Student Li leaned back slightly.

No wonder they could build such a complex and huge Yunmeng Palace. What kind of model worker is the Demon Cult?... Uh, the Demon Cult should not be considered a Demon Cult at that time. If you have to say, it was even a stable job...

"Playing mahjong... working overtime..."

Li Mo pondered.

Qin Yuzhi shook her head and said, "This is just a way to prevent Yunmengxian, and it may not be suitable for Ying Bing."

"Her situation should be different from mine."

"Do you have any clues about the preferences and temperament of the Nine-Colored Yuanhuang?"

Li Mo asked seriously.

Qin Yuzhi's mouth twitched slightly and she shook her head.

"Aren't you an ancient?"

"You are a few years away from my time, and I am tens of thousands of years away from the time of the Yuanhuang Ancestor God. Moreover, even if we are in the same era, how many people can come into contact with her kind of existence?"

"And my memory is not complete. Even if I have learned a little bit, I don't know when I can remember it."

Qin Yuzhi snorted, as if looking at a fool.

Li Tiancai crossed his hands and cushioned his lower body, like a thinker.

Something that the Nine-Colored Yuanhuang would never do.

No clue, absolutely no clue.

Don't start with playing mahjong?

Wait!

Li Mo suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He accidentally remembered that in Bingtuozi's dream, in the Ying family ancestral hall, the elders of the clan had said during the sacrifice.

The Ying family was created by the ancestors of the Ying family.

Yes, it is creation, not reproduction.....

Is there a possibility!

"Nine-Colored Phoenix... has never been in love!"

"He... doesn't understand love!"

Li Mo slammed the table.

Qin Yuzhi's eyes widened, as if struck by lightning, and she fell to the ground in fear.

Not a buddy.

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