Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

Wei Zi'an, who came out of the other courtyard, turned over and jumped off the courtyard wall, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Emperor Wu will not accept Murong Ya into the palace in a short time, is this good news or bad news?
Wei Zian's mood became very heavy for a moment, although Emperor Wu said that he would not hurt Murong Ya, at most it was that she would no longer be able to practice in the future.

But Wei Zian's heart is indeed in a mess, about his mother, about his lover.

One day, I will have a battle with Emperor Wu, and the news I got from Murong Ya should be a month away.

Can I break through in one month?

Wei Zi'an looked sad, it seems that Xia Emei should be accelerated to practice, after all, all his weight is on her.

Moreover, the meeting with the prime minister has to be planned, I wonder if the senior sister can be a guide...

The chaotic thoughts in his mind made Wei Zian a little upset for a while, there were too many things he wanted to do, and too many people with poor abilities.

Emperor Wu, I won't give you time to develop.

And the apostles, and You Shan...

There are still many things waiting for me.

Wei Zian rubbed his head, and came to the chestnut stand in the morning, where the old man was still there.

"Hey, son, you are here again."

As soon as the old man saw Wei Zian, he approached him familiarly and greeted him with a smile.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Wei Zian nodded slightly, "Are there any chestnuts?"

"Yes, yes."

The old man usually packed up the few remaining chestnuts and said, "This time, you don't need to give any more money."

"it is good."

Wei Zi'an took the chestnut with a smile and handed over a Lingshi.

"This..." The old man looked around in a panic. During the war, spirit stones are much more valuable than silver.

In normal times, the ratio of spirit stones to silver is one to one, but now it is one to two.

"Not much for you."

Wei Zi'an turned around and left, leaving behind the tearful old grandfather in front of the stall.

"Good man, good man."

A moment after Wei Zian left, two men in black robes suddenly appeared on the street.

"how do you feel?"

"He's kind-hearted, he doesn't look like a villain."

"Who says we're evil?"

"That's what the world says..."

"ridiculous!"

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After passing through the streets and alleys, Wei Zi'an returned to Qing Yunfeng's small courtyard all the way.

As soon as he stepped into the boundary of Qingyunfeng Square, the aura around him suddenly became much stronger.

At dusk, it is a good time for monks to practice, and many people will practice at this time.

Although he couldn't practice alone, Wei Zi'an's perception of aura was obviously much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Being in a realm with rich aura, just breathing makes people feel much happier.

Amidst this even breathing, Wei Zi'an also heard the sound of reading aloud.

"came back."

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the small courtyard, Wei Zian heard an excited voice.

Xia Emei turned her head, and seeing Wei Zian walk in, the surprised smile on her face gradually became calm, and finally became a little cold.

"what happened?"

Wei Zi'an asked with a smile, raised his hand and put the fried chestnuts on the table, "I brought them for you, eat quickly."

Looking around, Wei Zian asked without seeing Senior Sister Fu Ling and Senior Brother Bai Yi, "Where are they?"

"gone back."

Xia Emei said angrily: "Is there that fool who will wait for you here for a day and a night?"

Hearing the obvious anger in his tone, Wei Zi'an smiled wryly and sighed in his heart.

Who said that a good baby has no temper?
"Who said waiting for me is a fool?"

Wei Zian is not a fool, he won't follow her words, if that's the case, the grass on his grave will be as tall as a person in the next year.

"I think they are all little princesses."

Wei Zi'an stepped forward and gently lifted the little princess's chin, ignoring her somewhat annoyed eyes, and grasped those seductive lips.

"Um..."

Xia Emei pushed Wei Zi'an away, wiped her mouth, and snorted, "Don't think that I won't be angry."

With both hands clasped in front of his chest, the squeezed clothes became more and more taut, and there was a faint tendency to burst open.

Wei Zian blinked, and under Xia Emei's bewildered eyes, reached out and pressed.

"ah!"

Xia Emei's pretty face turned red all of a sudden. Although the two hugged each other, they hadn't reached this point yet.

It seems different...

Wei Zian blinked, rubbed his fingers lightly, feeling the softness that had just passed away.

"Dengtuzi." Xia Emei pouted and muttered softly.

Hearing her words, Wei Zian felt a little funny, and said dissatisfied: "You are all mine, why don't you let me touch you?"

"Who is yours..."

Xia Emei glanced at Wei Zi'an in a low voice, and started eating chestnuts like a little mouse.

"Did Senior Sister say anything?"

Wei Zian sat on the side, watching Xia Emei eat chestnuts.

"No." Xia Emei shook her head, then suddenly tilted her head and squinted at Wei Zi'an.

Appeared, murderous eyes.

Wei Zian didn't panic at all, bent down impartially, and pillowed on Xia Emei's white and tender thigh.

Some people say that looking up from this angle is to see the perspective of his girlfriend's death. The former Shi Wei Zi'an is a single dog and has no chance to experiment dialectically.

Now it seems that it is simply a lie.

Except for the towering jade, there is nothing to see at all, okay?

Seeing the blood-soaking scenery in front of him, Wei Zi'an felt that his ashes were about to be rekindled, so he quickly closed his eyes.

Out of sight out of mind.

"Did you go out to play?"

Xia Emei asked softly, "Or go to Heaven and Earth?"

Hearing these words, Wei Zi'an's body tensed suddenly, but soon relaxed.

After all, you can't blow yourself up, can you?

"Yes, an old friend invited me to listen to the music..."

"Listen to music?!"

Before Wei Zian finished speaking, Xia Emei's beautiful eyes widened, and her voice suddenly rose.

"I learned a lot about the apostle from him, and there are always more ways to deal with it."

On this point, Wei Zian did not lie, he actually learned about Hai's information.

It has to be said that in this respect, the spider web is indeed somewhat crushing. Although there are only a few people, they can gain insight into Hai's "past and present lives."

Hearing Wei Zian talk about tomorrow's game, Xia Emei's focus also changed.

"How sure are you of tomorrow?"

Xia Emei reached out and gently kneaded Wei Zi'an's head, making him lie down more comfortably.

Regarding tomorrow's battle, she was even more nervous than Wei Zi'an himself.

After all, it was a battle of life and death!

If the reputation is gone, it is gone. If the life is gone, it is really gone.

"Fifty percent."

Wei Zian leaned back and found a slightly more comfortable position.

"It used to be [-]%, but now it's [-]%!"