The Netherworld many years ago.

In the first life, when he was fifteen years old, under the tears of the two big flowers in the village, Lu Qing was accepted by the beautiful man sect for five hundred taels of gold.

His cheap parents laughed very happily, this stubborn son was not interested in the ten cows of the stupid daughter of the village chief's family, he never thought about it, tsk, it was really a wise decision, and the prize money for his sister to marry her husband had fallen.

Lu Qing has since embarked on the path of cultivation.

In a group of beautiful men sect with monsters and, Lu cleared the necessary eating, drinking, and sleeping is cultivation.

The morning news is sparsely exposed on the jade plate, and the ice, fire, thunder and lightning are fantastic.

Twenty years later, the Ten Thousand Heavenly Thunders rolled in, and the first Yuan Infant Thunder Tribulation descended on ......

Lu Qing was 35 years old

, and his body was not even ashes, and his soul was also split into human and infant separation.

Lu Qing: "System, didn't you say that I am extremely qualified, what's going on?" System

: "I said that I am not blessed by this world, what do you have to say, my life is up to me." "

The soul infant condensed into the flesh and threw it into the Chaos God Domain.

Sixteen years later......

In Murong Mansion, a stunning girl of sixteen or seventeen years old stood in front of the spirit platform, at this time Murong Li was still a little immature, and her palms were full of nervous sweat, caressing on the stage.

"Spiritual power, three stages.

As soon as this voice came out, the girls and boys around him laughed secretly, and the mockery on their faces was not hidden at all.

"Again. She

was used to these mocking voices, and those sisters of the same race were only three steps and two steps of laughter, and she didn't understand what there was to mock, it was like losing her mind.

It has to start from three years ago, at that time, she was a well-known genius in Qingzhou City, cultivating at the age of seven, cultivating at the age of fourteen, and at the age of fourteen, she was also scheduled to be accepted by the big sect, but she returned to the third stage overnight, and she tried her best to make no improvement.

Her fiancé also divorced her, and she had read the fire in the city's spiritual sky, she was like the beginning of Xiao Huohuo, however, she didn't have a ring like in the picture book, the old grandmother.

However, she will not give up, and she wants to make these people regret it.

Grab your money and get out of the house.

Lu's Commercial Bank is the largest chamber of commerce in Qingzhou City, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, Lu Youqian, as his name suggests, is the richest man in Qingzhou City, the most famous is her son, who is only 16 years old and has the qualifications of the city, and his cultivation talent is also rare, and people of the same age are only Murong Li three years ago.

"Lu Gongzi's handwritten picture of a beautiful man, please come and appreciate it. The

little waiter spread out the picture scroll, and the three "beautiful men" showed their true colors, and the pen was full of flowers, vivid.

A group of family members didn't dare to agree, but still boasted against their will: "Lu Gongzi is really talented, beautiful and ingenious, and the person in this painting seems to have come to life." "

Ah, I've never seen such a beautiful man, and it's really grown into my heart. They

boasted, endured the nausea in their hearts, received the reward, and fled quickly.

Lu Qing sighed and looked at Xiao Fang: "Is my painting really good?"

Xiao Fang hesitated twice, but still nodded: "The young master drew very well."

"Then tell me what you saw.

Xiao Fang pointed to the person in the middle: "This person's smile is uninhibited, and his eyes are full of yearning for freedom."

He pointed to the strange masked man again: "This man wears a black mask and has a resolute expression, which is unwilling to be oppressed by men in this world."

There is also this belt man, although he is bound, he is still in danger of facing ......

" Lu Qing threw a silver ingot: "Xiao Fang, you still know me best." Some

disgusted smelled the body fragrance on his body, these paintings were just the last layer of his unwillingness as a macho man.

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