Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

It was said to be a carriage, but in fact, the carriage was pulled by two strange beasts with white wings on their backs.

This strange beast looks like a horse, with a pure white body, and its smooth arcs are full of a different kind of beauty.

On the top of the head, there is a bright silver horn, which reflects the luster in the sun.

Fang Lin recognized it at a glance.

Sky unicorn.

Such spiritual beasts are rare, and there are probably not many in the entire imperial capital who are qualified to possess such a vehicle.

The carriage was a splendid place, with a golden flag fluttering in the wind on both sides of the front of the carriage, with a golden seven written on the flag.

Gold has always been the exclusive color of the royal family in the country.

And these seven characters seem to represent a special meaning.

The identity of the visitor seemed to be obvious. ??

Fang Lin remained calm, "After waiting for so long, I finally met the real owner."

Song Qingge smiled lightly, stood up, picked up the tableware, and sat next to Fang Lin.

Not long after, there were footsteps approaching, accompanied by strange looks from around them.

"You two, would you be lucky enough to share a table?"

Fang Lin couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, "Of course!"

The people in the restaurant were quickly cleared out.

Opposite Fang Lin, there was a young man sitting, who looked older than Fang Lin.

His face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like morning stars, he is dressed in expensive clothes, and there is a hint of dragon spirit between his brows.

This is the seventh prince of the Lingfeng Empire, Qin Tian.

Qin Tian filled a glass of wine himself, and then picked up the glass after feeling that there were no more drinkers in the small building.

"Seventh Prince Qin Tian has met Master Fang!"

Fang Lin was mentioned, but Song Qingge was not mentioned.

Master refers to Fang Lin's status as a guest in the elixir paradise.

As the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smiling face. Fang Lin smiled lightly and raised his glass, “Your Majesty, there is no need to be polite!”

Qin Tian and Fang Lin drank

One, and then looked at Song Qingge.

"I haven't heard from Miss Song for a while. I didn't expect to see you again now. Miss Song has already achieved such a level of cultivation. It's really gratifying and congratulatory!"

Song Qingge smiled slightly, his beautiful eyes focused on Fang Lin.

"It's Qingge's honor to have the honor to meet the young master!"

Fang Lin looked sideways and raised his hand to touch Song Qingge's head, "It's not your honor alone, it's the blessing of two people."

Song Qing's songs are full of affection, and his eyes are like spring water.

Qin Tian couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this, "It's really a great thing to have such a pair of immortals and Taoists in the imperial capital!"

Fang Lin withdrew his gaze and said, "It is not only a beautiful thing for the imperial capital, but also a blessing for you, Qin Tian!"

Qin Tian's eyes narrowed and he suddenly raised his glass.

"This cup, I would like to honor Master Fang!"

A glass of wine, poured directly into it.

Putting down the wine glass, Qin Tian's eyes showed a trace of excitement that could not be concealed, "It is indeed my fate. Master Fang's words are reasonable. Master Fang can rest assured that if His Highness rises in the future, the Song family will be the only pillar of the empire! "

Fang Lin had a clear mind.

Qin Tian was very smart and knew what Fang Lin wanted.

Just now, he revealed the relationship between her and Song Qingge.

He came here purely because of Song Qingge.

Indirectly, the status of the Song family also rose accordingly.

Song Qingge's relationship with his family is a family matter, and he only needs to do what he should do.

Fang Lin nodded lightly and then said, "How is your majesty doing now?"

Qin Tian didn't shy away from it at all.

"The situation is not good. I don't know when the real storm will come."

Fang Lin was not surprised, "Then you

Woolen cloth? "

Qin Tian paused after hearing this, "To be honest, the situation is not very good. Now in the court, there are more people supporting the Third Emperor Brother. To put it worse, no matter what situation Hu is in, it is not good for me. of."

Fang Lin's eyes flashed and he nodded.

If the old emperor chooses the third prince, Qin Tian will have almost no chance. More people in the court will assist him in ascending the throne. No matter what he does, he will be almost dead.

And if the old emperor chooses him, the third prince will also usurp the throne. His side will also be weak and difficult to resist.

To put it bluntly, this is the current situation.

Qin Tian then spoke, "But after last night, Brother Three Emperors had a large piece of flesh chopped off. The situation now is a bit subtle."

When Fang Lin heard this, he didn't say much.

After last night, it was naturally Fang Lin who had solved the problem of five powerful Dongxu men.

Even in this imperial capital, the disappearance of five powerful Dongxu men is definitely not a joke.

Even his third prince, Qin Ming, could not withstand it.

This meal didn't last long.

Finally, Qin Tian left a space ring and stood up to say goodbye.

Fang Lin took a sip of wine, picked up the ring and stood up.

"Let's go, there's no need to stay in this crappy place."

…

The ring sent by Qin Tian is still very rich in resources.

From the most basic spiritual stones, to various types of elixirs, and even top-level spiritual skills and spiritual treasures, we have everything you need.

It seems that in order to express his feelings, Qin Tian has spent enough money here.

The number of spiritual stones alone reached half a million!

On the street, Fang Lin held Song Qingge's hand, thinking slightly in his heart.

Song Qingge followed obediently, "Master, where are we going?"

\u003e Fang Lin turned his head when he heard this, and he had something to say.

"We have already stood in the sun, so naturally we don't have to wrong ourselves so much."

Linchun Tower.

This is one of the largest restaurants in the imperial capital. In the imperial capital, it is as famous as the Immortal Palace of Buzui.

The entire restaurant has seven floors, which is definitely considered a high-rise building in the entire imperial capital.

Buildings taller than Linchun Tower can only be seen in the palace wall compound.

On the top floor of Linchun Building, Fang Lin stood on the balcony, looking at the lights in the distance.

"It won't be long before I can say goodbye to this city."

In the breeze, Fang Lin sighed slightly.

Song Qingge changed her clothes, her long and white thighs swayed in front of Fang Lin's eyes, and finally came directly in front of him.

"Master, would you like to come in with me?"

A faint smile appeared on Fang Lin's face, and his eyes went up.

In the dim light of the lamp, Song Qingge's pretty face was covered with a layer of blush.

Fang Lin curled his lips, suddenly stood up, picked up Song Qingge around his waist, and strode towards the bedroom at the back.

In the room, a layer of barrier suddenly rose up, and the melodious voices were isolated within the hidden light curtain.

A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

…

late at night.

Song Qingge held her fragrant cheek in one hand, and a large piece of spring light was exposed at the corner of the quilt.

Following Song Qingge's gaze, Fang Lin was sitting on the sofa not far away, holding a scroll in his hand and looking at it intently.

"It is not an honor for one person, but a blessing for two people!"

Suddenly, Fang Lin's words appeared in Song Qingge's mind.

In the darkness, the light outside was very weak, and Fang Lin's expression could not be seen clearly. He could only faintly distinguish the outline of Fang Lin's face.

Song Qingge was stunned, his pear dimples sunk slightly, and his smile was as bright as a flower.