The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 2112 See Through
Chapter 79

Long Xiaoshan stepped out of Mrs. Ye's womb.

Beside him is Wen Qingcheng.

The two of them almost came out together. When they reached the door, Long Xiaoshan stopped, looked at the peerless oiran in front of him, and smiled faintly: "Fairy Qingcheng, why don't you come and sit in my palace?"

Wen Qingcheng looked at the sky and said, "Isn't it early?"

Long Xiaoshan flicked his fingers: "It's not too late, is Fairy Qingcheng still afraid that I will do something wrong?"

"Your Highness was joking, so Qingcheng will bother you." Wen Qingcheng and Long Xiaoshan left together.

At this time, many Tianjiao who participated in the Taoism tea party saw the back of the two leaving together.

The eyes all showed strange colors.

Wen Qingcheng, the famous oiran in Jinghua, has never heard of who is the guest of honor, and even the second prince has not won him.

Could it be that the newly promoted His Royal Highness Prince Yin will take the lead.

The distance between Yin Tai's uterus and Ye Tai's uterus is not too far.

Soon.

The two of them had arrived in front of the uterus.

"Here we are, fairies, please come in." Long Xiaoshan stretched out his hand to pretense.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Wen Qingcheng stepped in calmly.

After the two of them entered, they came to the front hall to sit down, and immediately a maid came and brought a tea and fruit plate.

Long Xiaoshan said lightly: "Everyone back down, don't come in without my order."

"Yes, Your Highness." The maids all around retreated.

In the entire hall, only Long Xiaoshan and Wen Qingcheng were left.

With a wave of Long Xiaoshan's hand, the two doors were also closed, and the entire hall became a closed environment. Long Xiaoshan stared at Wen Qingcheng with a half-smile, but did not speak.

Wen Qingcheng's expression was slightly condensed, this kind of behavior is definitely not normal, let alone a lonely man and a widow in the same room.

Immediately, she smiled slightly: "Your Highness, what does this mean?"

Long Xiaoshan got up, walked slowly towards Wen Qingcheng, until he was in front of her, and then possessed himself, with both hands on the handle of Wen Qingcheng's chair, his eyes danced with purple-golden flames.

An invisible coercion spread out.

Wen Qingcheng's expression finally changed.

In her eyes, she seemed to see a high and mighty real dragon, majestic and domineering, and the terrifying aura of the dragon was overwhelming, making her spirit feel precarious.

"What do you mean, what do I mean?" Long Xiaoshan's faint voice resounded through the hall, as if it came from Jiuxiao, and it seemed to roar in Wen Qingcheng's spirit.

The Gang Yuan in Wen Qingcheng's body began to flow, and her body tensed involuntarily.

She is also in the Golden Core Realm, and her theoretical realm is higher than Long Xiaoshan, but facing Long Xiaoshan at this time, she has no sense of security at all in this Golden Core Realm.

"Your Highness, I don't understand."

"No, you should understand, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting next to me today, tell me, tell me, how much do you know." The purple gold flame in Long Xiaoshan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The Divine Wheel of the Six Paths turned violently, and the void trembled.

Wen Qingcheng's face became paler and paler, and the star trails shone in her eyes, as if she was resisting the terrible oppression of the soul.

But Long Xiaoshan's Six Paths God Wheel, how terrifying the mental power is.

Moreover, he has the true meaning of the ancestral dragon, and it also contains the power of a real dragon.

The psychedelic star trails in Wen Qingcheng's eyes seemed to be about to collapse, she gritted her teeth and said, "Your Highness, don't you think it's disrespectful for you to bully a woman like this?"

Long Xiaoshan smiled indifferently: "Bullying? It seems that you don't know me well."

In the center of the purple-golden flame, there seemed to be a deadly gray aura permeating it, and an eternal blood-colored killing god seemed to be stepping from the depths of time and space.

Wen Qingcheng felt suffocated.

The suffocation of death.

She didn't expect that this man really didn't feel pity at all.

Even her, the peerless oiran, seems to be just a lamb ready to be slaughtered at any time.

"Stop, I can tell you." Wen Qingcheng couldn't bear it anymore, the double torture of Longwei and Nirvana murderousness was enough to destroy anyone's will.

Whoa!

The penetrating killing intent faded away like a tide.

Wen Qingcheng breathed heavily like a drowning person rushing out of the river, his eyes still filled with fear.

In a short time, her clothes seemed to be soaked through.

Clinging tightly to her uneven body, the curves are exposed.

Long Xiaoshan seemed to have completely lost the threat just now, and turned his eyes around Wen Qingcheng's exposed curves, and said with a slight smile: "The fairy has a good figure."

"You!" Wen Qingcheng wished he could poke Long Xiaoshan's eyes blind.

This bastard.

She immediately circulated the gang yuan to evaporate the sweat on her body.

At this time, her expression was indifferent, without a hint of temptation, and she said coldly: "What do you want to know?"

Long Xiaoshan said: "How did you recognize me?"

Long Xiaoshan didn't say what he recognized, he knew that Wen Qingcheng would understand.

Wen Qingcheng pointed to her eyes: "Because my eyes are very special, and I can see things that many people can't see, such as luck."

Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes and said, "You can see the luck in me."

"That's right," Wen Qingcheng said, "Now you should know why I recognized you."

Long Xiaoshan looked at Wen Qingcheng's eyes. Before, he felt that these eyes were very special. They were like a vast starry sky, full of psychedelic colors.

Wen Qingcheng said that he could see luck.

It was no surprise to recognize him.

He is pregnant with the luck of the nine-zhang ancestral dragon.

It is indelible.

No matter how good his disguise technique is, even a peak Jindan like Huangfuqi would not be able to recognize him.

But as long as you see the luck, you can know that he is Shanlong.

Because of the luck of the nine-zhang ancestor dragon, he is the only one.

No wonder Wen Qingcheng sat next to him that day.

However, Long Xiaoshan didn't think about this at this time, he frowned and said, "Are there many people like you who can see through luck?"

Wen Qingcheng said: "Very few."

"Very few, so there are more?"

"Of course. After all, the cultivation world is so big and there are countless strange people. It is not surprising that they have the same ability. My father also has this ability."

Long Xiaoshan felt even more wrong.

In theory, it doesn't seem to be troublesome for someone to see through his identity as a mountain dragon.

After all, this identity seems to be of great benefit to him.

The youngest celestial alchemist, the number one genius in the alchemy world.

The battle of Qianlong is the first, and the younger generation is the strongest Tianjiao.

Either one of the two identities is enough to shock the world. If a person obtains these two achievements at the same time, how amazing it is, and what a huge improvement to his reputation.

But Long Xiaoshan understands that everything has two sides.

It’s too late.

He won the first place in the battle of Qianlong and ascended to the position of prince, and he has already been hated by others.

If he is also known as the youngest celestial alchemist in the alchemy world, many people will doubt what happened to him.

After all, strength can still be covered up with blood fusion.

But a heavenly alchemist cannot be achieved by relying on blood. Any heavenly alchemist needs a lot of practice in addition to talent. Long Yin had never been in contact with alchemy before, and suddenly became a heavenly alchemist.

This is the huge loophole.

(End of this chapter)