My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

Purple Emperor City.

The imperial capital of the Ziwei Dynasty is a majestic and majestic Tianguan. The long city wall is like an ancient real dragon entrenched on the ground, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance.

This imperial capital is not suspended in the sky, but it is full of beauty, and it is not weaker than those ancient aristocratic families that hang in the sky.

There are 108 big stars with violet air coiled in the high sky of Zidi City, each star seems to be within reach, with endless star power, vaguely forming some kind of mysterious and magical array, guarding the entire purple sky. Imperial City.

The entire Zidi City covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of kilometers. It is said that there are 81 huge dragon veins surrounding the underground of Zidi City. You can fall into a state of enlightenment at any time.

Zi Menghan and his party did not stop at other places in the Ziwei Dynasty, and came to Zidi City unimpeded.

Zi Menghan's status in the Emperor Ziwei Dynasty was almost in vain, her arrival did not cause much repercussions, and she was directly brought into the magnificent imperial city by Lingyun.

Over the imperial city, there is a golden dragon of luck, with a dragon body of at least tens of thousands of feet.

Seeing the arrival of Zimenghan, Jinlong Jinlong made a loud dragon roar in the sky, and there seemed to be joyous mood swings in his voice.

Zi Menghan raised his head and looked at the golden dragon of luck, a hint of surprise flashed in his clear eyes.

This golden dragon of luck is the result of the immeasurable luck of Emperor Ziwei Dynasty. In the past, he would not even look at her directly, but when he saw her coming, he would take the initiative to make a dragon roar, which was really strange.

Zi Menghan secretly thought in his heart, perhaps, after practicing with Master for all these years, the luck on my body is already different from before.

"Who dares to disturb the Golden Dragon of Fortune?"

Suddenly, a voice containing immeasurable divine power came from the depths of the imperial city, and the entire avenue of the void trembled violently, seemingly unable to withstand the pressure in the voice.

The speaker is an existence in the Dao Slashing Realm!

Zi Menghan narrowed his eyes slightly, with the opening of the Golden Age, the background of the Ziwei Dynasty became more and more abundant.

When Zi Menghan left that year, the strongest person on the surface of the imperial city was the inner chief of the peak of the Taoist realm.

At this time, there is actually a moat in the Dao Slashing Realm, and it is not the chief executive. It seems that the development of the Ziwei Emperor has also been very rapid in these years.

Ling Yun stepped forward and said respectfully, "Return to Commander Lin, Qinglong Guard pioneer Ling Yun was ordered by the Emperor to bring the Nine Princesses back, and is preparing to return to the Emperor, without any intention of disturbing the Golden Dragon!"

Immediately afterwards, Zi Menghan sensed that a powerful spiritual sense fell on him, and the commander Lin's voice sounded again: "The Ninth Princess is back? Go to the back garden to discuss matters!"

Zi Menghan's eyebrows raised slightly, so anxious?

The pioneers of Qinglongwei like Ling Yun were not qualified to enter the imperial city, so they left after the meeting, and their own maids led Zi Menghan to the back garden of the imperial city.

The entire back garden covers an area of ​​nearly 1,000 miles. The mountains are thousands of feet high, the rivers are running, the flowers and grasses are everywhere, the cranes are flying, and the beasts are running. It is like a vast paradise.

In the back garden, there is a huge lake that can't be seen at a glance. There are lotus flowers in bloom, each with a size of several feet. Each lotus leaf is several feet in size. Come, the whole lake is covered with mist-like aura.

"Boom!"

Above the lake were two youths with sturdy heads fighting each other, and the void that was hit by the aftermath of the energy was trembling unceasingly.

The aftermath of their attack landed on the lotus flower on the lake, but they saw a light blue energy mask lit up on the lake, which silently eliminated the aftermath of the energy they fought against.

There are restrictions everywhere in the back garden. If people who don't know the terrain here come here, they can easily get lost.

These two youths were all dressed in brocade and splendid clothes, with a strong purple aura lingering on their bodies. They were noble and domineering. Every move seemed to lead to landslides and earth cracks.

These two are all powerful!

Zi Menghan could see clearly that these two were princes of the Ziwei Dynasty, one of them was the thirteenth prince Zi Mingxuan, and the other was the third prince Zi Lingxiao.

The fight between the two of them seems to be domineering, but in fact, neither of them has used any real means, and they are just testing each other.

In addition to these two people, there are several figures standing in the mahogany corridor by the lake. Everyone is extravagant, the men are jade-like and the women are graceful.

These are all the princes and princesses of the Ziwei Dynasty. Gathering together at this time has the feeling of a family gathering.

However, in Zi Menghan's view, the estrangement between these people is very deep, and it seems that they are together happily, but they are actually calculating.

"Nine sisters are back!" A young girl smiled slyly, moved her lotus step lightly, and took the initiative to greet Zi Menghan.

This person is the seventh princess of the Ziwei Dynasty, Zi Mengxi.

"Seventh sister, when we parted back then, I missed it very much." Zi Menghan responded indifferently, her eyes were as deep as the stars, making it impossible to see her true thoughts clearly.

When Zi Menghan and his party came out of Taicang Divine City, they were once intercepted by Zi Meng's cherished dead man. Although Zi Menghan never mentioned this in front of others, he would never forget it.

Zi Mengxi seemed to have long been accustomed to Zi Menghan's icy attitude, so she didn't care about Zi Menghan's attitude, she said with a smile, "Royal father called us to communicate here, since the nine sisters are all here, the royal father should be very happy. It will be there soon."

Zi Menghan stepped into the mahogany corridor, and a woman wearing a golden hairpin said with a smile, "I heard that the emperor has ordered a marriage for Jiu Mei, who is the descendant of the Holy Prophet. Jiu Mei is really lucky, congratulations to Jiu Mei. sister."

The person who spoke was the third princess, Zi Mengli.

Zi Menghan said calmly, "Oh? Third sister wants to marry into Mu's residence, so let the third sister leave this marriage."

The third princess, Zi Mengli, was choked, and she said with a smile: "No, it's still the most suitable for Jiu Mei."

At this moment, the seventh princess Zi Mengxi smiled and said: "Ninth sister, you should not know that this marriage is originally the third sister's. It's just that the third sister recommended you to the father, the father will only then Let someone recall you, Third Sister is really good to you!"

Isn't this time the Seventh Princess Zi Mengxi's handwriting?

Zi Menghan raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes swept to the third princess, and said coldly: "Third sister, what the hell is going on?"

The third princess, Zi Mengli, gave the seventh princess a stern look and smiled at Zi Menghan: "Some time ago, there were officials from the frontier who colluded with the demons to disrupt the territory of the emperor's dynasty. This is a crack in the Demon Abyss. According to the usual practice, Mu Sheng has this merit, and my royal family should give marriage to the Mu family. The first thing I think of is Jiu Mei, who specially recommended you to the father and emperor!"

"My third sister and I are not that close. I'm afraid this matter is not that simple, right?" Zi Menghan responded indifferently.

Before the third princess could speak, she heard Zimengxi quietly saying: "Although the Holy Prophet has left the customs, his lifespan is not much, and the recovery of the golden world has not yet reached the level that will allow the Holy Prophet to recover quickly. It's hard to hold on for too long."

"In addition, the Mu family's inheritance is too long, and the family's wealth has already been exhausted. The current descendant is over half a hundred years old, and he is a dude who has been hollowed out all day long, and he has long been inhumane, even if the Mu Sheng's recovery can not help He's back to normal."

"Otherwise, how could the third sister give such a good thing to the ninth sister?"

There was a sudden look in Zi Menghan's eyes, so it was!

Prophet Muhammad came out of the seal, even in the golden age, can't stop his aging?

The Mu family's family life is in the middle, no wonder others are corrupted by the descendants themselves.

The shepherd's family has more than 500 descendants, and they have hidden illnesses. The Mu family is about to be cut off in this generation. No wonder the third princess did not want to marry the Mu family, so Zi Menghan was pushed out as a shield.

The Holy Prophet went out and smoothed out the two cracks in the Demon Abyss. This kind of achievement was very impressive, and Zi Menghan naturally admired it very much.

But it is absolutely impossible for her to marry into the Mu Mansion because of this!

"Third sister?" Zi Menghan looked at the third princess with a look of inquiry.

The third princess, Zi Mengli, saw that the seventh princess had made the matter clear, so she didn't hide it and said with a smile: "Seventh sister is right, the descendants of the Prophet Muhammad are indeed not very good! But , Jiumei is born with a waste body, it's not much better than him, waste and waste, you two are just a match made in heaven!"

"Snapped!"

Zi Menghan raised his hand gently, and slapped the third princess Zi Mengli away with a slap, hitting the pillar of the mahogany corridor, and her cheeks flushed red and swollen.

When Zi Menghan just shot, the third princess Zi Mengli clearly saw it. When she wanted to use her divine power to block it, she found that all the strength of her body was suppressed in her body and could not be displayed.

By the time she reacted, her body had already been pumped away.

This scene made everyone in the field stunned. The third princess was actually swept away by the most wasteful nine princesses?

Zi Mengli covered her cheeks, her face was slightly dazed, and then she screamed angrily: "Waste, you dare to hit me?"

Following her roar, Zi Mengli raised her hand and shot a purple phoenix, making a loud phoenix cry, fiercely attacking Zi Menghan.

"Bang!"

Zi Menghan raised her jade hand and patted it lightly, smashing the purple phoenix into the air with ease, without affecting her in the slightest.

"Third sister, let everyone see, who is the waste?" Zi Menghan's tone was indifferent, there was no wavering in his eyes, and he was extremely profound.

Zi Mengli just wanted to use other means to teach Zi Menghan a lesson, but after seeing Zi Menghan's gaze, she felt timid for no reason, and she didn't dare to take any more shots.

Zi Mengli took out a jade bottle with her backhand, poured out a puff of powder and sprinkled it on her face. The redness and swelling on her face subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to normal, and it was not obvious that she had just been slapped.

"My third sister and I are not that close. I'm afraid this matter is not that simple, right?" Zi Menghan responded indifferently.

Before the third princess could speak, she heard Zimengxi quietly saying: "Although the Holy Prophet has left the customs, his lifespan is not much, and the recovery of the golden world has not yet reached the level that will allow the Holy Prophet to recover quickly. It's hard to hold on for too long."

"In addition, the Mu family's inheritance is too long, and the family's wealth has already been exhausted. The current descendant is over half a hundred years old, and he is a dude who has been hollowed out all day long, and he has long been inhumane, even if the Mu Sheng's recovery can not help He's back to normal."

"Otherwise, how could the third sister give such a good thing to the ninth sister?"

There was a sudden look in Zi Menghan's eyes, so it was!

Prophet Muhammad came out of the seal, even in the golden age, can't stop his aging?

The Mu family's family life is in the middle, no wonder others are corrupted by the descendants themselves.

The shepherd's family has more than 500 descendants, and they have hidden illnesses. The Mu family is about to be cut off in this generation. No wonder the third princess did not want to marry the Mu family, so Zi Menghan was pushed out as a shield.

The Holy Prophet went out and smoothed out the two cracks in the Demon Abyss. This kind of achievement was very impressive, and Zi Menghan naturally admired it very much.

But it is absolutely impossible for her to marry into the Mu Mansion because of this!

"Third sister?" Zi Menghan looked at the third princess with a look of inquiry.

The third princess, Zi Mengli, saw that the seventh princess had made the matter clear, so she didn't hide it and said with a smile: "Seventh sister is right, the descendants of the Prophet Muhammad are indeed not very good! But , Jiumei is born with a waste body, it's not much better than him, waste and waste, you two are just a match made in heaven!"

"Snapped!"

Zi Menghan raised his hand gently, and slapped the third princess Zi Mengli away with a slap, hitting the pillar of the mahogany corridor, and her cheeks flushed red and swollen.

When Zi Menghan just shot, the third princess Zi Mengli clearly saw it. When she wanted to use her divine power to block it, she found that all the strength of her body was suppressed in her body and could not be displayed.

By the time she reacted, her body had already been pumped away.

This scene made everyone in the field stunned. The third princess was actually swept away by the most wasteful nine princesses?

Zi Mengli covered her cheeks, her face was slightly dazed, and then she screamed angrily: "Waste, you dare to hit me?"

Following her roar, Zi Mengli raised her hand and shot a purple phoenix, making a loud phoenix cry, fiercely attacking Zi Menghan.

"Bang!"

Zi Menghan raised her jade hand and patted it lightly, smashing the purple phoenix into the air with ease, without affecting her in the slightest.

"Third sister, let everyone see, who is the waste?" Zi Menghan's tone was indifferent, there was no wavering in his eyes, and he was extremely profound.

Zi Mengli just wanted to use other means to teach Zi Menghan a lesson, but after seeing Zi Menghan's gaze, she felt timid for no reason, and she didn't dare to take any more shots.

Zi Mengli took out a jade bottle with her backhand, poured out a puff of powder and sprinkled it on her face. The redness and swelling on her face subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to normal, and it was not obvious that she had just been slapped.