I really didn't expect to make the heroines fall in love with me.

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Section 350#First Volume#Chapter [-] Xiao Yuli’s Sleep Talking

Luo Wusheng weighed the two extra small pill bottles in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

This is in the name of his great achievements, and considering that in the future he may often overdraw his spiritual power due to the non-phase magic weapon, it is something sent as a second wave of rewards.

Well, Miss Qilin brought it.

After confirming that he would go to the imperial palace today, Miss Yanyao called the people from the six doors to take him into the palace later.

The person who came was an old acquaintance, the two gold medals of Wutong and Qilin...the things were given to him by Miss Qilin herself.

(So... my favorability level just now was indeed in place?)

Such a compliment can speed up the progress, Miss Empress is so confusing... Cough, what a lovely girl.

To be honest, Luo Wusheng really couldn't react for a while when the empress Taoist body suddenly mentioned the matter of marriage contract.

But soon he figured out the way.

(Probably because she wanted to get rid of the relationship between the two bodies, maybe because she realized that her behavior was a bit out of character when she saw the engagement last time? But making up for it with this attitude can really make people feel that she has a lot of love for that person. There is not much to say about the marriage contract...)

That being the case, as an old actor, Luo Wusheng, who should cooperate with the performance, naturally wouldn't turn a blind eye.

So the two of them took to each other's acting skills.

In the end, it seemed that the clothes were perfect, and Miss Yanyao went out contentedly, as if she was going to inform Xian Guofang.

And Luo Wusheng stretched his body and went to the next room at this time.

The sword pattern on Xiao Yuli's forehead still hasn't faded, but it seems that the handover of what the sword ancestor left in the Sword Emperor's Broken Sword is almost over?

At least the little girl now doesn't look like she's having an epiphany, but instead looks like she's simply sleeping.

It seemed that he was still having a nightmare, and there was continuous sleep talking from his small mouth.

"Master... Luo... Eh? Don't..."

Luo Wusheng sat aside and listened for a long time, but he didn't understand why, instead, it was the two who had waited for the six doors to come first.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to leave the little girl here first.

With the Daomen of Miss Empress, it can be said that this place is actually one of the few relatively safe places in the entire royal city.

If Xiao Yuli wakes up during this time, Miss Yanyao, who knows what happened yesterday, can explain to her exactly what happened after she fell asleep.

It is also worth mentioning that the space of Gu Yaotong has been restored to its original state, and it has been replaced with the classic skin of endless void plus cube platform. Explore this space in your own home.

But at this moment, looking at Miss Qilin in front of him, Luo Wusheng couldn't help feeling a little weird.

Does this mean that His Majesty called His Majesty to take me to see His Majesty?

You must be able to play, Your Majesty.

Luo Wusheng complained from the bottom of his heart, but happily put the pill bottle into his storage bag.

If he confirmed tomorrow that he could quickly restore his spiritual power through double cultivation, he could choose to keep only one bottle for insurance, and give the remaining two bottles to his wife Shuangxue just in case.

Two little girls in the foundation-building stage couldn't bear this kind of pill, and after much deliberation, it was the most suitable gift for their daughter-in-law.

(Tomorrow, I have to tell her about my resurrection... After all, according to my plan, I will have to die vigorously in a few days...)

If my daughter-in-law really thinks that she has sent it by then, I really don't know what will happen.

This kind of development reminded Luo Wusheng of the "Shock!A strange case recorded in "The Tragedy of the Monk Is Surrounding You and Me".

It is said that a monk with the secret treasure of resurrection did not tell the Taoist companion who loved him deeply that he could be resurrected, which caused him to die. I don't know how many times the close connection between the soul and the flesh, using the method of summoning the soul, successfully refined the monk who was waiting to be resurrected into a ghost...

When the ghost-turning cultivator regained consciousness and found that he had turned into a ghost and hadn't come back to life, and the Taoist couple had inherited Ning Caichen's mantle, he felt like crying without tears.

That person also couldn't understand, the probability of success in ghost refining was so low, how could he succeed in this person who was waiting for resurrection.

Some people died. He had a chance to live, but he didn't live completely, and finally died.

A lively cup.

Although Luo Wusheng felt that such a ghostly incident should not happen to him, but holding the resurrection in his hand, he didn't want to experience the feeling of life and death at all.

After accepting the elixir, Luo Wusheng thanked the girl in front of him.

"No need to thank you, you deserve it."

Miss Qilin still had that cold look, looking at him with the eyes under the mask: "But what's unfinished? I will give you a moment to prepare before entering the imperial palace."

Luo Wusheng touched his chin.

The little brothers in my own magic weapon pavilion have already received the notice, and even what I did yesterday has gradually started to spread in Wangcheng, so there is nothing to deal with in this regard.

After this time, my reputation in Wangcheng should be inflated again. If I stand outside now, I guess even if the value of the sacred value in front of people is completely empty, it will not be long before it can be quickly filled... Cough, thinking about it this way, In addition to being the home of the Empress, Wangcheng is also gradually turning into her own home?

Otherwise, it seems to be fine...

"Fellow Daoist Luo stay behind!"

Standing in the courtyard of this Qige house, Luo Wusheng, who was about to respond to the two six-door gold medals in front of him, was taken aback, and subconsciously looked back.

But he saw a group of figures coming towards him with eager smiles on their faces.

The group of people looked at each other, but as if they had been prepared for a long time, the red-faced man with the highest cultivation took a step forward, clasped his fists and gave a deep salute.

"Thanks to fellow Daoist Luo's help in this matter of the chicken demon, otherwise, I, who lost my sword, would have a hard time defeating that chicken demon, and I might even fall into the hands of that chicken demon... A word of thanks Not much to say, I [Yi Yan Jian] Guan Tu and all the fellow Taoists behind me have written down such favors."

"However, I still have something important to see fellow daoist today, so I will go to visit fellow daoist's Magic Artifact Pavilion in person after fellow daoist returns, and then I will talk with fellow daoist in detail."

Hearing the words of Guan Yunchang in front of him... Oh no, the red-faced monk who called himself Guan Tu, Luo Wusheng quickly returned the gift to this inexplicably kind Guan Gong.

"Fellow Daoist speaks too seriously..."

Starting with this sentence, Luo Wusheng exchanged brief blows with several merchants on the opposite side, before Luo Wusheng surrendered again.

"...When Luomou's business is over, I will entertain you well in the cabinet."

After a group of Nascent Soul cultivators returned their salutes with a smile, the Son of Demon Sect turned around and found that the two gold medals looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Hey, I have nothing to do here..."

"Let's go then."

Miss Qilin turned around without any muddle.

Section 351#第一卷#Chapter [-] Miss Qilin said so

Once again, I saw the phoenix gold medal of a certain demon son, and felt that I now have a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

Recalling the first time I met this young man, he was still suffering from a headache from a monster who had not yet entered the Nascent Soul but had strange methods, so he asked his six doors to help...

Although the evil spirits at that time were personally suppressed by the devil's son, and his reputation rose greatly because of the reputation of destroying the Yuanying, but the evil spirits that were temporarily raised to the level of the Yuanying were not considered the real Yuanying after all. Baby, so even though she was shocked at the time, she didn't think it was outrageous.

Tianjiao is always special... If His Majesty can use some of the power of Human King Sword before Yuanying, it will only be easier to do this.

At that time, what the Son of Demon Gate possessed was the trump card to threaten Yuanying, not the strength that could really match Yuanying.

But now... Thinking of those Nascent Soul monks who showed their eagerness to please the young man, but their cultivation level was not much different from his own, Wu Tong felt the difference in the world.

In a blink of an eye, the devil's holy son whom he was optimistic about had reached the present stage.

How time flies... What a ghost!

Hasn't it only been about half a month since I first met this demon son? ?

(Forget it, this is also a good thing, the better he is, the greater the probability that His Majesty will have that kind of thought...)

Indus muttered in his heart.

It's just that when she thought of her majesty, she felt something strange.

In the past few days, His Majesty has inexplicably consulted with her more often.

Well, this is a good sign, and it is just what she wants, after all, the chances of influencing His Majesty are increasing accordingly.

But these discussions were okay at the beginning, most of them were talking about the chaos of the Yaozu, and for some reason, they occasionally talked about the missing emperor... But recently, the topics have become more and more weird.

For example, she couldn't quite understand why His Majesty would raise the issue of age with herself.

As far as your Majesty's early twenties are concerned, compared to the long life of the Nascent Soul cultivation base, do you still care about age?

(The weirdest thing is yesterday... How did that conversation transfer from the matter of the monster clan to the folklore about the love between humans and monsters?)

Indus is puzzled.

But she still thinks highly of her "work."

Not only brought various topics back to the right track, but also occasionally passed the matter of some major powers in the court getting married with their children under the current chaos, and secretly talked with His Majesty about his views on the existence of marriage contracts.

In addition, what the Demon Sect Son did this time also gave her a lot of room to play... When the conversation between the other party and His Majesty in Dichi is over, she can quickly make up a wave of output.

Everything is for His Majesty!

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Luo Wusheng was teleported directly to the palace wall by the two gold medals.

The moment he arrived at this place, he felt an unknown number of breaths locked on him.

He had experienced this feeling during the night of demon suppression, but now that it happened again, he no longer felt much pressure.

Smiling nonchalantly to all directions of the breath, Luo Wusheng followed Miss Qilin, step by step across the flat and solid road covered with regular bricks and stones.

The road from here to where the Emperor Pool is located in the depths of the Imperial Palace has to be walked and passed through layers of guards, unless the emperor has granted permission.

From time to time, Luo Wusheng's eyes glanced at the various majestic buildings around him, but he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding landscape.

The spiritual sense penetrated into the dantian, looking at the Sword Emperor Broken Sword who had just returned this time.

After swallowing the other sword ghost that appeared in Jianlin City of Jianzhou, the broken sword already had a blank sword intent at the level of a heavenly sword ghost.

In addition, although Broken Sword itself did not participate in the layout of the 36 swords formation in the space of the ancient demon pupils, it still retains a formation eye that belongs to it alone, and uses all the elements it needs in the formation. All of the strength was sucked into its stomach.

After this round, the blank sword intent in Broken Sword has gained about one-fifth of the weight of a heavenly sword ghost.

It sounds a little less, but this is already the limit that a large number of high-level swords and magic weapons plus a special Wuxiang can achieve.

(However, I always feel that Broken Sword is a bit sexist... It is clear that there are many female sword cultivators in Jianzhou, but this trip only snatched more than 30 swords from nineteen male sword cultivators, and directly emptied the family. Shaking cold.)

Luo Wusheng complained in his heart.

What also makes him a little complicated is that the strength of the broken sword incarnation sword ghost has not been improved enough. After the two heavenly sword ghosts were swallowed and merged into one, only the previous special sword ghost form was blessed High-strength life-saving ability.

Of course, this can also be regarded as a Nascent Soul combat power, it would be even better if the Broken Sword could be obedient.

(My connection with it has also strengthened... Well, I used the dantian to meet its living needs before, and now I have 36 swords. I guess it wants me to meet its food needs...)

That is to say, since we have reached this point, it is still recommended to change the habit of entering and exiting from the waist first?

Now I am also a man who is hungry and rich, and knows the importance of the kidney.

"Ok?"

At this time, Luo Wusheng suddenly felt a familiar breath, but the somewhat heavy atmosphere mixed with this breath made him unable to help but make a voice of doubt.

He looked in the direction where the breath came from.

It happened that the two eyes over there also looked over.

Then those two gazes moved away silently with some embarrassment.

Luo Wusheng's face was a bit weird.

The familiar aura he sensed came from midair... It was a figure wearing a plume mask, floating lingeringly in the air.

A white thread was attached to the man, reaching to the ground, and tied to the needle of a huge black metal compass.

The compass is made of unknown material, but it looks extremely heavy, and the power of the seal is faintly flashing.

Underneath is a strong figure dressed in gaudy clothes and with soaring hair.

The figure also wore a mask on the face, and the pattern on the mask was like a tortoise shell.

"Eh... Night Crow Gold Medal? And..."