protect our patriarch

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However, after thinking about it, Goddess Xinglan figured it out on her own.

A person like Mr. Shouzhe, who is so magnificent, can turn clouds and rain with a flick of his fingers. Even if he is ranked first on the Shenying list, it can't reflect his talent. It's not incomprehensible if he doesn't participate.

Thinking of this, Goddess Xinglan respected Wang Shouzhe even more.

How much self-confidence does it take to be able to ignore the temptation of the Shenying List and the glory of becoming famous?This mentality alone has killed countless people instantly.

At that moment, she put aside her distracting thoughts, and reported to her work while eating the skewers: "Mr. Shouzhe, I have already organized and planned the next step according to your instructions."

As she spoke, she analyzed the follow-up ideas with Wang Shouzhe one by one.

Wang Shouzhe was grilling meat, feeding the Star Tree, Nine-Colored Deer, and Goddess Xinglan, while listening to Goddess's plan. He looked a little careless, but actually listened carefully and nodded frequently.

not bad.

After Xinglan Goddess was baptized by his thoughts, the door to the new world has been completely opened, and her thoughts are much more flexible than before.

Her plan is bold and thorough, and it is basically usable, but her lack of experience makes her arrangement not perfect.

Therefore, Wang Shouzhe put forward some suggestions for her shortcomings.

Goddess Xinglan thought for a while, her spirits lifted, and her eyes brightened.

She looked at Wang Shouzhe with a red face: "Young Master's layout is grand and magnificent, and it is like a grass snake with gray lines for thousands of miles. Xinglan has been taught."

With Wang Shouzhe's guidance and affirmation, Goddess Xinglan couldn't even eat barbecue anymore.

As soon as she put down the sign, she bid farewell to Wang Shouzhe, and then hurriedly rushed out of the courtyard, anxiously preparing to carry out the next step of the plan.

"Your Highness Goddess, do a good job." Xiao Lu shouted at her back, cheering up, "Make more money for our family so that we can improve the food for Xiao Xingchen and me."

"Uh-huh!"

The cute-looking Star Tree also nodded heavily, its eyes full of expectant little stars.

Hearing this, while Goddess Xinglan felt the pressure on her shoulders was heavier, she was also extraordinarily excited to fight.

To her, this plan is tantamount to a big war.

This battle is related to the future of the Promise Shrine, and whether the Shrine can rise under his own hands.

With the departure of the Goddess, the Luming Garden was joyful and peaceful again.

But in the outside world, there is a situation that is gradually brewing.

A gossip began to spread in the dark, and a layer of "shadow" gradually shrouded the sky over Xuantian City under the command of Wuji Temple.

In fact, this shadow is spreading to the entire [Wandao Xuantian] at an extremely fast speed.

Xuantian City.

【Western Suburbs Market】.

In the radiant Tianhe River, an old giant ferry boat is slowly sliding out along the edge of the Tianhe River, landing towards the market in the western suburbs.

Affected by the tidal energy of the Milky Way, the huge sails erected on the ferry to save spirit stones bulged and swelled, just like the belly of giant whales swimming in the void sea.

On the mast, some basalt cultivators in the Supernatural Power Realm wearing the uniforms of the generals were climbing on it, untying the cables, using enough profound energy to cooperate with slowly retracting the giant sail, and they were very busy.

The bow of the ferry.

A majestic old man in gray robe stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the incomparably huge market in the western suburbs of Xuantian City below him.

The howling wave of energy swept over his body, lifting his robe, and from a distance, the gray robe was scattered, quite a bit scattered.

He didn't know what he thought of, but his old but wise eyes dimmed slightly, and a trace of worry flashed across.

"Ancestor."

Next to the old man, a half-year-old boy was lying on the railing excitedly, exclaiming repeatedly: "Is this Xuantian City? It's so magnificent."

The boy's eyes are clear and pure, innocent and innocent.

"No, this area is just the western suburbs market on the edge of Xuantian City." The old man in gray robe suppressed the sadness in his eyes and looked at the boy, his expression became kind and gentle, "The real picture of Xuantian City is better than this market It needs to be dozens of times bigger, no, it needs to be a hundred times bigger!”

Although the Wuji Shrine is very poor, the [Wandao Xuantian] under its rule can be regarded as one of the 33 heavens in the fairy world, and Xuantian City, as the main city of Wandao Xuantian, is naturally majestic and huge.

The boy seemed to be frightened, his mouth opened wide, his eyes widened, and he looked like he couldn't believe it.

"Hahaha~" The gray-robed old man was amused by him, swaying the boy's head and said, "Yinliang~ Our Wandao Xuantian is very big, and the fairyland will be even bigger. When I sell this batch of grain, I will take you there Take a look at the Promise Shrine, and pay my respects to Her Highness the Goddess Xinglan."

The old man seemed to be extremely doting on the boy. Not only was his tone and attitude very gentle, but the way he looked at him seemed to be looking at the family's future hopes.

This old man is called [Wang Ansheng], from the [Qianlong Islands] Taoist Wang family, and also the Hunyuan ancestor of the Wang family.

The Qianlong Islands are one of the main forces under the rule of Wandao Xuantian. In addition to the Qianlong Wang clan of the Tao clan, there is also the Qianlong Ji clan of the Tao clan.

Although the Qianlong Islands seem to be quite large in size, the overall resources are actually quite poor. With two Tao tribes crowded into such a small area, naturally no one can develop well, and both sides are living a miserable life.

However, similar poverty situations are not limited to [Qianlong Islands]. In fact, the entire [Wandao Xuantian] is generally very poor.

the reason is simple.

This Wandao Xuantian was originally the place where Nanming Shrine and Ziwei Shrine were squeezed into the habitat of Wuji Shrine, and its own resources were relatively scarce. In addition, there were so many refugees who escaped from Wuji Shrine that they were evenly distributed. The resources occupied are very scarce, and as time goes by, it will naturally become poorer and poorer.

"His Royal Highness!"

The boy's eyes lit up, and his face suddenly showed a look of admiration: "Old ancestor, I heard that Her Majesty the Goddess is the fifth in the Shenying list! She is a role model for us young people in the fairy world."

Having said that, there was hope in his eyes: "I really hope that one day, I can also be on the Shenying List, even if it's only in the top [-]~"

This boy is called [Wang Yinliang], he is a very rare innate Taoist body, and he is also the most talented young man among the young generation of Qianlong Wang.

It is said that when he was born, he caused a large-scale vision of heaven and earth, which caused a sensation in the entire Qianlongwang family.

With such aptitude, if he cultivated it well, it would not be a problem to become a congenital son in the future. If he could inherit the family's Daoist scriptures, or become a disciple of a Hunyuan elder who was in his mantle, his future would definitely be boundless.

"Hahaha~" After hearing Wang Yinliang's words, the gray-robed old man Wang Ansheng laughed, "As expected of me, the Qilin'er of the Qianlong Wang Clan, with ambition! The age of great struggle is about to begin, but you want to rush into the Shenying List. One hundred, this is not a small ambition. However, you have to work hard and strive to become a follower of Her Highness the Goddess, so that there is a glimmer of hope."

"Yes, old ancestor." Wang Yinliang nodded solemnly, "Liang'er will definitely do it."

"Okay, okay." The gray-robed old man smiled with relief, and there was hope in his heart.

The former Qianlong Wang family was a powerful Taoist clan under the rule of the Wuji Temple. At its peak, it had three full Taoist scriptures.

Even when the Wuji Shrine was developing overseas, the Wang family closely followed the Shrine's footsteps and sent a group of tribesmen to support the Shrine's operations.

That clan was led by a young and promising patriarch, whose strength should not be underestimated.

It is also because of this that the Wang family gained huge benefits in that overseas development, and the family has become more and more prosperous in the past tens of millions of years since then.

Unexpectedly, the sky is unpredictable.

With the accidental fall of the Immortal Emperor Wuji, the territory of the Wuji Shrine centered on Wuji City was also attacked by the demons, and fell one after another. The contact between the Shrine and the land of development outside the territory [Xianmeng] was also lost.

During the disaster, the Wang family also suffered heavy losses. Not only the children of the family suffered serious losses, but also the family's property was wiped out. Finally, they ended up in the Qianlong Islands, a place of refuge.

In the millions of years since then, the Wang family has become more and more weak, and so far only one Taoist book is left to pass on.

Nowadays, the family is getting poorer and poorer, and it is almost impossible to complete the last change of Taoist master.

Fortunately, the Qianlong Wang family should not die after all.

Just when they were about to enter a desperate situation, the family was so lucky that an excellent innate Taoist body was born in their direct lineage, which gave the family a shot in the arm that was about to enter decline.

The patriarch Wang Ansheng even ruled out all the opinions and decided to send the child to the Wuji Temple.

Although Wuji Palace is also poor, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse after all, and it has a better future than staying in the family anyway.

I only hope that when this child Wang Yinliang develops greatly in the future, he can continue to bring vitality to the Wang family of the Qianlong Dao Clan.

Just as Wang Ansheng's thoughts were racing, the giant ferry boat under his feet also landed in the market in the western suburbs.

With the name of the Qianlong Wang family, the checkpoints in the market were quite polite to them, they just made a simple entry inspection, and the boat was released.

After entering the customs, Wang Ansheng immediately came to the largest rice store in the market.

Although the shopkeeper of Mihang was very busy, he still received Wang Ansheng respectfully and warmly.

Even though Wang Ansheng was very poor, he was Taoist Hunyuan after all. The shopkeeper of Mihang, a Daluo Jinxian, would not dare to be disrespectful to Taoist Hunyuan.

"Senior Ansheng, I understand why you are here." The shopkeeper of Mihang personally brewed a cup of tea for Wang Ansheng, with a bitter expression on his face, "But now, those third- and fourth-grade Lingmi that you brought , really can’t sell at the price you want.”

Wang Ansheng's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "I've already sold it at [-]% of the previous price, and you still don't want it?"

He couldn't help feeling worried. He had previously received a secret message from his friend [Elder Xuanhe], asking him to hurry up and sell the third-grade and fourth-grade spiritual rice in stock.

He thought he was fast enough, but unexpectedly, the news had spread completely in such a short period of time.

Just when his giant ferry landed, he saw more than a dozen ferries of various kinds going down the Tianhe River. Judging from the signs on the ferries, it seemed that they were all loaded with spiritual rice.

"Senior Ansheng, let me tell you the truth." The shopkeeper of Mihang said helplessly in a low voice, "The news about the production of grain seeds newly obtained by Jingong has spread all over the vicinity of Xuantian City, and everyone is talking about the expected production of grain in the future. The skyrocketing price will inevitably usher in a sharp drop.”

"Regardless of the fact that this news broke out just a short time ago, which family in the grain business is insensitive to this kind of news? There are already more than [-] people like you who come here with large quantities of grain and want to sell it in our market. A batch, and now, panic selling has formed in the market."

"But the more panic selling, the more unstable the food price will be!"

"Right now, the price of grain is almost one price a day, and we dare not charge more than the rice shop! We are afraid that if we charge too much, it will be thrown into our hands."

Wang Ansheng didn't expect the situation to be so bad.

And why didn't he know that once the news of the new grain spread, it would have a huge impact on the price of grain, and because he knew that, he was eager to sell the grain.

Who would have thought that he had already rushed over as quickly as possible, but still failed to catch up with the first wave.

The shopkeeper of Mihang sighed: "Well, for the sake of Qianlong Wang's being our regular customer, we take a little risk and accept all three or four grades of grain from you at a [-]% discount."

A heavy haze was cast over the face of the ancestor of Wang's Ansheng.

The boat he brought was just the vanguard, how could the output of such a huge Taoist clan be limited to this boat?
But the Qianlong Wang family was already in turmoil. If the food could not be sold, or could only be sold at a [-]% discount, wouldn't the family's situation become worse?
So, is the family still alive?

Could it be that we should continue to sell the few clan properties and dismiss some clan members so that they can develop elsewhere?
The shopkeeper of Mihang has seen this kind of situation a lot recently, and he couldn't help sighing softly when he saw this: "Senior Ansheng, judging from the current trend, the sharp drop in grain prices is a foregone conclusion. Why don't you hurry up and sell the remaining grain, and then rely on your king The old relationship of the family, go to meet the Goddess Xinglan as soon as possible, and apply for the purchase of new grains!"

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and continued: "I heard that in order to compensate the local families for their losses due to the sharp drop in food prices, Her Majesty the Goddess will distribute grain seeds at a lower price."

"It's just that the first batch of grain must have more monks and less porridge. If you arrive late, you don't know that it will be in the year of the monkey."

Hearing the reminder from the shopkeeper of Mihang, Wang's Ansheng patriarch was refreshed, and his heart suddenly became brighter.

That's right, no matter how downcast the Wang family is now, she is still the best minister of the Wuji Shrine!
Although I have lost a lot now, as long as I cry to Her Majesty the Goddess and successfully apply for a new grain planting, the production can be greatly increased!
If you can convince Her Majesty the Goddess to simply plant and produce grain for her... then wouldn't the drop in grain prices this time not only not cause a huge impact on the family, but a godsend opportunity instead?

The Promise Shrine can now eat meat with new grains. As the "great loyal minister", Qianlong Wang's soup is not too much to follow, right?
The more Patriarch An Sheng thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth, so he immediately bargained with Na Mixing and decided to sell all the old grain.

In the end, after repeated negotiations, Ancestor Ansheng sold all the third-grade and fourth-grade grains at a price of [-]% of the original price, in exchange for a large sum of spirit stones.

And Mihang will probably not lose money. After all, the fairyland is very big, and there are many places that lack food. Not all places have fallen in food prices now. In addition, Mihang itself has a very complete transportation system. As long as their turnover speed is enough Hurry up, maybe not only will you not lose money, but you can also make another fortune.

Ancestor Ansheng, who had sold out all the grain, did not delay, and immediately took Wang Yinliang, the innate Taoist body, and ran to the Wuji Temple to ask for a meeting with the goddess Xinglan, hoping to get a share of the development of new grain varieties.

However, due to delays on the road and grain sales, he arrived a bit late and failed to catch up with the first batch.

At this moment.

Outside the main hall of the Promise Shrine, there was already a long queue.

Goddess Xinglan, Elder Xuanhe, and Elder Qingmu are receiving wave after wave of "honored guests" in the hall.

These are representatives of the great families, either from Xuantian City, or from the nearby Void Sea.

"The Li family of the Xuantian Saint Clan pre-purchases a new type of grain for a period of [-] years. The contract is [-]%, and both parties are responsible for their own profits and losses."

Elder Aoki signed a supply contract for a period of [-] years after discussing with an ancestor of the holy clan.

Then, the ancestor of the saint clan thanked him a thousand times and left contentedly.

"Next person!"

Elder Qingmu looked serious on the surface, but he was happy in his heart.

Cool!He had never felt so happy in his life.

With the announcement of the production of new grains, coupled with Her Highness Goddess's secret use of various means of publicity, the price of grains in Xuantian City is plummeting at a crazy speed.

At this time, if the major aristocratic families hold on to the old grain, they will inevitably fall into a long-term loss.

The only thing they can do is to seize the time to obtain new grains, so as to increase the yield per mu and maintain the original output of Lingtian resources.

However, Her Majesty the Goddess is merciful.

As long as the [Wandao Xuantian] local family buys grain futures, they can get a certain discount to compensate for the loss of old grain prices.

As a result, the local aristocratic family who were originally resentful were naturally overjoyed.

As for the food price will spread beyond Wandao Xuantian sooner or later, and the families of other heavens will not lose money in this wave, then it has nothing to do with the Wuji Temple.

In the words of Her Majesty the Goddess, after all, the aristocratic families in other days are richer than Wandao Xuantian, and they will not die if they lose a little.

During the busy time, Elder Qingmu received one family representative after another, and sold more and more grain futures.

He couldn't help but make heroic calculations in his heart.

When this wave of shrines made a lot of money and gave him a bonus for Aoki, he would buy two large bottles of [Tianyuan Shengdan], eat one bottle, and throw away... no, look at one bottle!
Moreover, he had to replace the rice he ate every day with the eighth-grade Holy Spirit rice, and occasionally he could taste the ninth-grade Dao Ling rice.

As for the seventh-rank immortal spirit rice, hehe, go to his seventh-rank immortal spirit rice!
He is a majestic Taoist, and he has long been fed up with the seventh-grade rice that he can't eat no matter how much he eats~ He will not eat this stuff if it is given to him for free, whoever loves it can eat it!

Besides Elder Qingmu, Goddess Xinglan and Elder Xuanhe are also very busy.

They quickly received one family representative after another and signed one contract after another, while the family representatives outside were all anxious, for fear that they would not be able to line up new grains.

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at the same time.

In front of the main hall of the Promise Shrine.

A ray of light flew over quickly, settled on the steps in front of the hall, and turned into a figure in an instant.

The figure was a little fatter, and looked quite blessed. It was the elder of the Shenbao Hall, the elder of Baohu.

However, now his face, which has always been filled with an expression of kindness and wealth, is burning with urgency at the moment, and his eyes seem to be a little angry, but also a little annoyed.

deficit!Elder Baohu has suffered a lot this time!

Although the loss was not his personal money, but the public account of the Divine Treasure Hall!But how could he reap the benefits of making Shenbao Hall suffer such a huge loss?

And this time, it was obvious that Goddess Xinglan was setting him up, deliberately tricking him!
At this moment, Elder Baohu was preparing to rush into the hall with great momentum and settle the score with Goddess Xinglan.

"Fellow Taoist treasure gourd, stay here."

An old and tired voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Elder Baohu turned his head to look, but he saw one of the vice-masters of the Nanming Temple—Patriarch Ji Yan, and the younger generation of elite Ming Zhe.

The faces of the two of them are also very bad now, as if they have been bitten by a poisonous snake.

Seeing these two people, Elder Baohu suddenly became angry, and said with a sneer, "So it's Senior Jiyan, I heard that you signed a contract with Goddess Xinglan? Tsk tsk, it's really interesting~~ Bo, are you afraid that you won big?"

"Why is Elder Bao Hu so sarcastic?" Patriarch Ji Yan's face turned pale, and he said displeasedly, "When did this old man offend you?"

The overall strength of the Shenbao Hall is tyrannical. Although Elder Baohu is just an ordinary Taoist master, he is not afraid of Patriarch Jiyan.

Hearing this, he still sneered and said: "Ancestor Jiyan, I really believed in your evil deeds. For the sake of some mere benefits, I colluded with you and offended Taoist Master Chenguang and Goddess Xinglan!"

"It's not your fault, why would Goddess Xinglan set a trap for me!? Jiyan, ah Jiyan, you have made me suffer~! That Goddess Xinglan is so cruel!"

Ancestor Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily: "The contract was signed between you and Goddess Xinglan willingly. Do you blame me?"

"If I don't blame you, who should I blame?! I still suspect that you and Goddess Xinglan have secretly colluded, exchanged tricks, and deliberately dragged me into a trap!"

Elder Baohu also glared at him with a look of urgency on his face, ready to grab and bite at random, dragging Patriarch Jiyan and Shenzi Mingzhe into the water together as a pawn for him.

Seeing that the two big brothers were about to quarrel, God Zi Ming Zhe hastily persuaded: "Senior Bao Hu, ancestor, now we are all grasshoppers on the same boat, we can't fight among ourselves anymore."

"In this matter, it is obvious that Goddess Xinglan deliberately set us up. If we put pressure on her alone, it would be a bit weak. Why don't we join hands and force the Promise Palace to revise the contract? At least, we must do our best possible recovery of losses.”

"Otherwise, neither Senior Baohu nor the ancestors will be able to explain to Shangfeng."

As soon as these words came out, Elder Baohu and Patriarch Jiyan both woke up instantly.

It was probably because they had a common enemy. After getting rid of their anger, the two quickly calmed down. They also felt that only by joining forces would they be more oppressive. They could have a good "chat" with Taoist Master Chenguang and Goddess Xinglan.

In a few words, they joined hands and agreed to advance and retreat together in the future without compromise!
soon.

Goddess Xinglan also learned of their arrival.

The three of them were quickly invited to the side hall by Goddess Xinglan.

The maids filed in one after another, offering tea and fruit, and before they had time to leave the side hall, Elder Bao Hu couldn't wait to start attacking.

"Goddess Xinglan, where is your master, Taoist Lord Chenguang?"

Elder Baohu spoke in a cold voice, and Peiran's anger turned into a substantive coercion of the Taoist master, surging towards her.

Obviously, he didn't intend to give Goddess Xinglan any face at all, as if he wanted to use his power to overwhelm others as a Taoist master.

Unexpectedly.

Faced with his aggressive questioning, Goddess Xinglan did not panic at all.

She took a sip of tea and then said calmly: "My master is in retreat, and now I am the one who speaks in Wuji Shrine. Senior Baohu, you came here in anger, but what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?!" Elder Baohu laughed angrily, "Goddess Xinglan, you are young, but you are very good at it! Do you think that our Shenbao Palace is easy to bully..."

"boom!!"

Elder Bao Hu hadn't finished his coercive and intimidating words when there was a loud noise, and the coffee table in front of Goddess Xinglan was slapped to pieces by her.

"Damn! You old treasure gourd, isn't this Goddess giving you face?" Goddess Xinglan cursed with a cold face, "If you dare to speak wild words in front of this Goddess, believe it or not, this Goddess will immediately I ordered you to be tied up, this shameless old thing, and sent back to the headquarters of the Divine Treasure Hall together with the contract!"

The sudden rage of Goddess Xinglan immediately suppressed Elder Baohu's aura.

The words that came to his lips were held back, his face suddenly became cloudy and uncertain, and the eyes he looked at Goddess Xinglan also became suspicious.

If he is really kidnapped and sent back to the temple headquarters, let alone how things will develop in the future, he, Elder Baohu, will be unlucky first.

This sentence actually pinpointed his dead spot!
This Xinglan... Why does it seem like he has changed into a different person? This change of face has become so fast.

When negotiating the contract before, his attitude was still gentle and courteous, and he said "senior" one by one, but in a blink of an eye, he became "Bao Hu, you old bastard", and even patted the table with himself!Where did you learn all these tricks?
For a moment, Elder Baohu's eyes were a little dazed.

Xinglan's methods and aura are not like those of a young man who has just mastered the Divine Palace. For a moment, he almost mistakenly thought that he was negotiating with some old fox.

"Cough cough~"

Seeing that Elder Debaohu was suppressed in the first round, Patriarch Jiyan immediately coughed twice, and said with an elder attitude: "Xing Lan~~"

Unexpectedly.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Goddess Xinglan.

"What is Xingxing, what is Lan? Is this goddess familiar with you?" She raised her brows, as if she didn't give Patriarch Jiyan any face.

The old ancestor Ji Yan was stunned, and then there was a surge of endless anger in his heart: "Goddess Xinglan, even your master dare not talk to the deputy palace master like this!"

"What? Old guy, you can't take this little bit of grievance?! When you persecuted my master earlier, you didn't look like this." Goddess Xinglan chuckled, "The contract between you and me, this goddess has been extended A few copies have been printed and can be handed over to the other two vice-masters of the Nanming Temple and His Majesty the Emperor at any time."

"I believe they will definitely put the reputation of the Nanming Temple as the top priority, and they will do whatever they want."

"You..." Patriarch Jiyan felt tightness in his chest and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

If Goddess Xinglan were to do this, then his Xingyan lineage would probably be completely suppressed.

Moreover, Emperor Zun would never let Nanming Temple lose money through public accounts, and must sell his private property of Jiyan's lineage to honor the contract.

"What are you?" Goddess Xinglan took the tea brought by the maid again in a leisurely manner, and slowly skimmed the tea froth, her movements were indescribably noble and elegant, but her words were not polite, "If you want to talk, sit down and have a good time." Talk, get out immediately if you don’t want to talk.”

Patriarch Ji Yan's face turned blue and white from anger.

He really wanted to just walk away like this, but he couldn't summon up the courage no matter what.

If you just leave like this, the loss will really not be recovered.He really couldn't bear such a big loss!

As for using force against Goddess Xinglan in the Wuji Divine Palace... that would be even more humiliating.

"Xing Lan." At this time, God Son Ming Zhe, who had seen his ancestors being humiliated, finally couldn't help standing up, "We are all from the younger generation..."

"Go, go, go! Don't get close to this goddess, I don't recognize your status." Goddess Xinglan waved her hand and cast a deep look of contempt at him, "You said that you are also a quasi-god, if you are really My charm attracts you, so you have to perform well and make yourself stronger to conquer me."

"Look, what have you done? You're so cowardly and obscene, and you even resorted to using your power to force others to marry me?"

"My Goddess, I'll fuck you to death!"

"You have a good idea! You don't piss and take care of yourself. You are so cowardly, you are not as good as the kid from the Demon Temple. At least, people dare to put money on me with a clear price. At least you have courage."

The more Goddess Xinglan scolded her, the more she felt happy. The more she scolded her, the more she felt that this so-called Son of God Mingzhe was nothing!
Compared to Young Master Shouzhe, this boy was like a toad in a muddy pond. He could only croak and scream all day long, and there was no part of him that could catch her eye!

God Son Mingzhe has grown up so big, where has he ever been scolded like this?
At that moment, he was scolded so that his mind was almost blank, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get into it.

In the first round, Goddess Xinglan fought one against three, scolding Wushuang.

Victory!

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