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

The room was dark and mixed, but the neatly arranged tables and chairs could still be vaguely seen.

And the heavy books on the table directly above.

Wei Zian took a few glances, it seemed to be a history book.

boom--

Zhang Kaijing waved his hand lightly, the door closed with a sound, and the dark space suddenly became brighter.

"History."

Zhang Kai mirror tapped on the table with his fingers, and the teacup was slowly opened, with wisps of hot air lingering in it.

"Reading history books can know the past and predict the future."

The fragrance of tea leaves soon filled the room.

Smelling the fragrance, Wei Zian closed his eyes slightly, his tense nerves gradually calmed down, and his mind became calm.

Moreover, Wei Zi'an also vaguely noticed that this tea seems to be able to cure the hidden diseases left on the body.

"Anshen Fragrance." Zhang Kaijing smiled and said, "It's very precious. I didn't give it to the emperor when he came last time."

Wei Zi'an was a little surprised. Hearing this, he quickly sniffed it a few times.

"Haha, there's no need to do that. If you like it, I'll give you some later."

Wei Zian hurriedly cupped his hands, "Thank you..."

"I don't know your name yet?"

Zhang Kaijing stroked his beard and said, "My surname is Zhang, you can call me Uncle Zhang."

Uncle Zhang...Wei Zi'an was a little dazed, and always felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, shouldn't he be called the prime minister or a great talent?

Could it be that there is a source?
As if seeing Wei Zi'an's hesitation, Zhang Kaijing took a sip from the teacup, and said something that made Wei Zi'an feel like being struck by lightning.

……

Qingyun Peak at this time.

There were no contestants, and the organizer did not give an explanation. Many viewers felt a little aggrieved, but please don't dare to curse.

The one above is the patron saint of the Southern Kingdom, Mr. Qi!

He is still a scholar, who dares not to show etiquette in front of him?
"Is it really okay?"

Xia Emei wrinkled her nose, and her beautiful eyes were red, as if she had cried.

"Do not worry."

With a reassuring smile on her face, Fu Ling patted Xia Emei's shoulder lightly.

Suddenly, the whole world fell silent.

Fu Ling's pupils shrank slightly, and her whole body tensed up suddenly.

dangerous!
Looking around, I found that the other people seemed to be petrified, but the master on the stage didn't change at all, still drinking tea in a leisurely manner.

The vigilance in Fu Ling's heart quietly relaxed.

"Take it easy, little girl."

A soft and charming voice rang in my ears, and then a woman as beautiful as a fairy appeared in front of me, her every move was full of charm.

King of the Hundred Thousand Mountains? !
Fu Ling's beautiful eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of her in surprise.

"gentlemen."

The charming demon king nodded slightly.

"Long time no see, Tu Shanqing."

Mr. Qi paused while holding the teacup, and said with a smile, "It's been hundreds of years since we last said goodbye."

"Yes." Tu Shanqing exclaimed, "It has been 490 years."

490 eight...

Fu Ling on the side blinked, the only action she can do now is to blink,

More than 400 years, could it be related to the calamity?
It's just that the king of the Hundred Thousand Mountains appeared in front of him so openly, isn't he afraid of being blamed by Emperor Wu?

Shiwan Dashan is located at the junction of Nanguo and Wuguo, so it is naturally overwhelmed by the two countries.

And the rich imperial prestige in the capital is precisely the most direct nemesis of the monster race.

"After so many years, old friends have come back to life."

Mr. Qi shook his head and sighed: "Wang Piff dared to play tricks on my apprentice, his character has not changed at all."

Who is Wang Piff?

Fu Ling listened carefully, as if she had discovered a new world.

"I believe that sir will handle it well." Tu Shanqing said: "The calamity is approaching, and the way of heaven is collapsing. Are you ready, sir?"

"Who dares to say that he is ready?" Mr. Qi asked back, "I can't see the secret either."

Tu Shanqing was thoughtful, and Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Why did the calamity come so fast this time?"

"It wasn't even ten years ago."

Mr. Qi snorted coldly, a little remorse and anger flashed across his face.

Mr. actually got angry.

Fu Ling opened her mouth wide in surprise.

She has practiced with her master since she was a child, and it has been more than 100 years now, and this is the first time she has seen her master angry.

What is it that can make the master so angry?

"I didn't expect the impact of that incident to be so great." Tu Shanqing closed his eyes and shook his head lightly, "If I knew the result of that day would be like this, I would stop him no matter what."

"It's just that it's too late..."

"Don't talk about this." Mr. Qi waved his hand lightly, "I don't know what the king is for?"

Tu Shanqing blinked, thinking that you didn't ask me to take a look?

But Fu Ling left aside from the corner of her eye, and she instantly understood.

"That kid is nice."

Tu Shanqing doesn't care about these things, anyway, it's not his own territory, so he doesn't have to take care of himself if there is a problem.

Mr. Qi remained silent for a while, "The time is not yet, I hope you can restrain the primitive monster race."

"When is the time?"

Tu Shanqing asked: "Isn't my monster clan a creature of this world?"

"From ancient times to the present, how have we ever had our own right to speak?"

Tu Shanqing suddenly raised his head, his slender eyes glistened with blue light, "I wonder if sir can give me an explanation?"

"Can you give Yaozu an explanation?!"

The cold voice was deafening.

Rumbling--

A dull thunder fell from the sky, as if the whole world was responding.

……

at the same time.

A landmark building in the capital, the Tianji Building with the highest altitude.

The old emperor with an old face sat up from his chair, no expression could be seen on his gloomy face.

Rumbling--

The thunder fell, and then there was a strong wind and rain!

First came the heavy snow and then the big jade. The people in the capital avoided the rain cursingly, lamenting the bad weather.

"It's raining."

The old eunuch's shrill voice sounded.

"Ah."

Emperor Wu nodded slightly, and walked slowly to the railing of the Tianji Building.

The violent storm stopped before the eyes, as if there was some natural barrier.

Raindrops slowly slid down the golden curtain, and the gloomy Tianji Building flickered.

The eunuch glanced at him slightly, then lowered his head with drooping eyelids.

The emperor's dragon spirit is getting weaker and weaker.

An eventful autumn.

Internal and external troubles are a huge drain on Long Qi. In the current troubled times, we actually need a wise king who can overwhelm the world.

"Where is the prime minister?"

There is not much expression on the wrinkled face.

"I don't know."

The old eunuch shook his head lightly.

"Call me Wang Huanzhuo."

"Yes."

The old eunuch bowed and left.

Only Emperor Wu was left on the top floor of the entire Tianji Building.

"Want to hide it from me?"

As Emperor Wu leaned on the fence, his eyes gradually turned golden.

"gentlemen?"

Seeing the blue light, Emperor Wu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and smiled wryly.

He looked up at the gloomy sky, and the lightning that flashed from time to time lit up the whole world.

"Could I, really be wrong?"