Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

Ki Sakura Group, Chairman's Office.

Huang Taotao, who took off her mask, suddenly woke up from the sofa. She looked around blankly, and muttered to herself: "What is this place?"

Struggling to get up his delicate body, he turned around the office a few times, and his eyes fell on the dusty desk beside him.

A photo made her stand in place as if struck by lightning.

In the photo, a woman in a kimono with a delicate face is holding a little girl with a sweet smile.

This little girl is Huang Taotao.

And the woman is her mother.

She covered her mouth lightly, her face full of disbelief, picked up the photo on the table, stroked it lightly, and frowned: "Why have I never seen this photo..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a spring-like laughter suddenly came from the side: "Because, you shouldn't have come to this world."

Huang Taotao was taken aback, then turned to the window, and when she saw that person's figure, she couldn't help being shocked: "It's you?"

"We meet again." Xu Fu, who was wearing a tattered Taoist uniform, pointed to the seat beside him, and said with a light smile, "Sit down, Son of God."

"Son of God?" Huang Taotou asked suspiciously, "Are you talking about... me?"

"That's right." Xu Fu grinned and said, "Your mother is the twentieth generation god son of Dongying Kingdom. Her generation should have ended, but she committed suicide, so you can only inherit her position and be the 1st generation god son. Calling, you should not be unfamiliar."

"How...how do you know about my mother?" Huang Taotao felt something was wrong.

"Because I forced your mother's death."

Xu Fu played with his fingers and said these words with a smile: "At the beginning, I asked her to go back to Dongying to succeed Izanami as God, but she refused, so I ordered people to do it by force, and she committed suicide by jumping off the building."

"What... what?" Huang Taotao was paralyzed, obviously unable to accept this situation.

"But it doesn't seem to make sense to tell you these things now. People can't be resurrected after death, can they?" Xu Fu shrugged and said, "Even if she doesn't want to go back with me, her fate will not be much better. When you were born, you were originally a..."

Before she finished speaking, Huang Taotao rushed towards him, with strong hatred on her face, as if she lost her mind: "I'm going to kill you!!!!"

Xu Fu's face was calm, he took back the words in his mouth, and lightly lifted Huang Taotao with two fingers, and her body floated into the air.

"You bastard, let me go, let me go!" Huang Taotao struggled violently, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

For so many years, she has always thought that her mother committed suicide because of her father's despair. Hearing Xu Fu say this now is like overthrowing the three views accumulated over decades.

How can she be calm?

"I saved your life with the Soul Resurrection Technique, you should thank me."

With one hand behind his back, Xu Fu walked up to Huang Taotao, patted her forehead, and said with a gentle smile, "This time I'm going to Dongying to revive that dirty god, and help me pick that magical medicine, so I can make immortality." Dedicated to His Majesty, fulfilling the promise made 2000 years ago, and then sending you to Yingzhou to meet your mother, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

Huang Taotao, who was still struggling, suddenly became quiet when she heard this, and said with dull eyes, "Yes."

crunch.

The office door was pushed open.

Miko Fukada, who was dressed in black, walked in, glanced at Huang Taotao floating in the air, then at Xu Fu, stepped forward and respectfully said: "The arrangements have been made."

"Let's go." Xu Fu waved his hand.

Fukada Miko called a few servants and took Huang Taotao out of the office.

Xu Fu also walked out, and took the elevator to the third floor. This floor is the parking lot, but there is no car.

He walked deep into the parking lot and pushed open a dark red warehouse.

There is an altar in this warehouse, on which is enshrined a statue wearing an imperial robe and a crown. The profile of the statue is exactly the same as that of Tang Xuan.

And below the statue, a compass was slowly turning, engraved with runes from Qimen Dunjia, and in the middle of the compass, the word Tang Xuan was also written.

However, with each turn of the compass, the color of the word "Tang Xuan" becomes dimmed, and there is even an invisible thunder sounding vaguely.

Xu Fu stepped forward, stared at the compass for a few seconds, and said with a smile to himself: "Pingyuan Guangze, will the king not come? Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have underestimated Xu Fu."

"Wait a little longer, as long as he survives the catastrophe of Kunlun, my formation will be completely completed, and I will deceive the sky and cross the sea, and deceive the sky."

"At that time, your world and your people will all..."

"Long live Qianqiu."

……

Jingzhou Gymnasium.

"In Xiazhuang Fengping."

"It is the second generation successor of Mizong Quan No.70."

"Teach me more."

The short black man who walked to the opposite side smiled and cupped his hands towards Tang Xuan, showing some momentum.

Tang Xuan nodded calmly, raised a hand, and signaled for the opponent to attack first.

Since it was a martial arts competition, he would not rely on his own strength to despise the opponent deliberately.

Zhuang Fengping was not too polite, he stepped forward in a daze, his hands kept swinging, his arms and fist shadows were so fast, it was dazzling.

The truly powerful inheritance of boxing is not only "boxing", but also "footwork". If there is no support from the legs, the lower body can easily become a weakness.

If the Huo Family Fist is a halberd that is one inch long and one inch strong, then Mizong Fist is a short dagger that is one inch short and one inch dangerous.

The black short man's attacking methods can be said to be flawless.

The so-called flawless means that no matter what move Tang Xuan makes, the way Zhuang Fengping uses it can be countered.

"Master, this Mizong Fist is really a good thing to use against the enemy alone." Zheng Ansheng's disciple bowed and said respectfully: "Do you want to include it in the boxing manual of the outer sect?"

The boxing records of Fuxi Boxing Gym are divided into internal and external schools. The inner school boxing records have been passed down for hundreds of years. Only the former curator and the students of the closed school can study them. Without orders, they are not allowed to pass on to outsiders.

While the boxing score of the outer sect is the essence of a hundred schools of thought that combines the strengths of a hundred schools of thought into one body.

Over the years, the hundreds of large and small kung fu schools on Huaxia's body have basically entered the Fuxi Boxing Gym, forming the entire outer school boxing manual.

It is precisely because of this that Fuxi Boxing Gym can have such a great reputation and have disciples all over the country.

After Zheng Ansheng heard this, he didn't say anything, but kept his cloudy eyes on Tang Xuan. After living for more than 180 years, he found that he couldn't see through this young man.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

As Zhuang Feng rushed straight to the door, Tang Xuan remained expressionless, not even moving to dodge.

Mizong Quan excels in the word "miserable", the punch has no routine, and is enough to confuse people, but in Tang Xuan's eyes, he is as fast as a turtle.

Snapped.

Seizing the right opportunity, Tang Xuan grabbed Zhuang Fengping's sudden left fist with his bare hands. The latter's body froze, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Such an understatement to continue?