Chapter 89 Empress Fenghua (5)

saved him?
The young man looked down at the wounds on his body, they had already healed, and he must have used a good medicine.

Well, why not!
still is
Can't die?

Seeing that the young man was silent and about to become depressed again, Mu Tang hurriedly put away his playfulness and ordered, "Come here, take the young master to rest."

Standing on the same spot, Mu Tang quietly watched the young man's back gradually disappearing, frowning slightly: "Shou Baozi, what's going on with Xiao Yi?"

She just felt that there was no spiritual fluctuation in the boy's body.

In this case, either his strength is stronger than his own, or he cannot cultivate at all.

[Ah, please accept the information of His Royal Highness from this plane. 】

-

The boy did not have a name, and to be honest, he didn't know who he was either.

As long as I can remember, people around him have been hiding away from him, saying that he is a disaster star. When he was born, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, with lightning and thunder.

Secretly scolded him as the nemesis, and killed his parents and other relatives.

In short, whoever suffers will be unlucky.

So, he lived alone in a remote cabin, relying on the surrounding weeds and fruits to barely make a living.

In this way, the boy gradually grew up, and his face became more and more handsome.

In an accident, a young lady from a certain wealthy family fell in love with him and wanted to take him as her male favourite.

However, not long after, the lady died inexplicably, and everyone came to blame him, beat him to the brink of death, and threw him out of bounds.

It happened to be discovered by Junli's subordinates and picked it up.

At that time, Mu Tang didn't come, and the original owner hated men because of the closure of the blog, so he was directly thrown out.

Not long after, there was sudden turmoil on the border of the Western Regions, and the original owner rushed to investigate the situation.

The boy stayed alone in the palace, and was favored by a general from the Western Regions.

He resisted to death, tried to resist, and finally escaped, his chest stuck to his back with hunger, so he sold his valuables, bought a steamed stuffed bun, gorged himself, and accidentally choked to death!
Born in trouble?People who are close to you?Forced out of the clan?

Finally, choked to death!
Tsk tsk tsk, this is too bad luck.

[Host, your task is to make His Highness's luck index reach the full level. 】

Mutang: "..."

Is something like luck something she can change if she wants to?
【The host just needs to let His Highness think that he is very lucky from the bottom of his heart. 】

And this kind of operation?

Mu Tang was in a complicated mood, and suddenly wanted to meet the excellent owner of Zhibaozi.

but.

"Baozi, can he really not cultivate?"

[Yes, the body born with calamity is hard to see in ten thousand years. Once activated, no one can beat it in this plane. 】

It sounded very powerful, Mutang became interested, and asked curiously: "How to stimulate it?"

【As long as you experience the heart-piercing pain, you will be able to stimulate the potential of His Highness. 】

Heart-piercing pain?

Forget it, he can't practice, it's enough to have her protection.

-

A few days later, the imperial palace garden.

A few charming and beautiful boys sat in the gazebo, but they stared at the black-clothed boy standing alone by the lake, jealousy made their original pretty faces ugly.

One person gritted his teeth and said, "Is he the bitch whom His Majesty favored all night?"

The people beside him were indignant, "Yeah, it doesn't look like that either, how could His Majesty take a liking to him."

The man sitting among them raised his jaw slightly, his eyes didn't hide his disdain, and said sneeringly, "Oh, he's just a cripple who can't cultivate. I really don't know what method he used to confuse His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)

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