The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

In today's imperial city, there are as many alchemists as a cow's hair.

His Majesty the Emperor is now fond of Xiuxian Wendao, and it has not been a year or two since he has ignored the government, although the operation of the entire country has not been substantially affected.

However, subconsciously, the people in the imperial city still have a lot of complaints about the old emperor who has been cultivating immortals all day long and promulgating many decrees that give preferential treatment to Taoist priests and monks.

Ouyang doesn't know how to hope, but when he just stands on the city gate and looks down at the city, Ouyang can feel the illusion that the city is already fading away.

Sanskrit sounds linger, incense mist lingers in the city, and the whole city looks like a believer in the ecstasy of Buddha.

Ordinary people can't practice, even the emperor who is the Ninth Five-Year King can't do it. The vitality of heaven and earth here is washed away by the smoke and fire in the world, so thin that it can't be felt.

Chang Xiaoyue also told herself that even if she was already a great monk at the fusion stage, her cultivation was suppressed to the point of barely building a foundation in this city of millions of people.

It is conceivable that for monks, the world is not a good place to go, and even monks avoid such places.

Ouyang looked at the most majestic palace in the middle of the imperial city, where the old emperor lived, and it was also the end of a questioning session arranged by his master for his second child.

"Tao can be Tao, very Tao!" Ouyang suddenly popped out a sentence that Dong Xuzi often talked about.

These old guys who have lived for thousands of years, inadvertently set up a game of more than ten years, it is really terrifying!

Ouyang sighed, took out the "Five Elements Escapism Fundamentals Encyclopedia" from his arms, and searched carefully.

Ouyang read it silently a few times, and he forgot all about it when he closed the book, so he had to turn it over and read it again.

While the memory was still fresh, Ouyang put the book in his arms and muttered: "God... what... Wuji, give it to me!"

In the end Ouyang gave up chanting the mantra, and only memorized the route of the true energy, shouted indiscriminately, clapped his hands, and the true energy gushed out from his body.

The night sky that was originally full of stars and moons was slowly shrouded in dark clouds, and the heavy snow like goose feathers fell suddenly.

In just a few minutes, the entire imperial city was shrouded in heavy snow.

Amidst the heavy snow, Ouyang turned his attention to the direction of Dongshi, where a good show is going on!

It was supposed to be the curfew time, but the East City of Huangcheng became lively.

A huge flower boat appeared on the streets of Dongshi.

It is already winter, but the flowers on the flower boat are so delicate and beautiful, as if they have just been picked.

On the flower boat, singing and dancing, countless dancers dressed in silk and satin swayed on the flower boat.

It is dizzying, and a few simple actions can stimulate a surge of male hormones.

On the flower boat full of beauties in pink, a woman wearing a gauze sits like a moon surrounded by stars.

Dressed in a white gauze dress, she sits elegantly on the top of the flower boat, her eyes without makeup are full of clear innocence.

Like a lotus flower growing out of hundreds of red flowers, it is so quiet and elegant that people feel holy!

The goose feather-like snow seemed to be unable to bear to fall on her body, and it only spun around her body.

It's a fairy!Only fairies can have such a face!

When everyone saw the figure of the girl in white, everyone was stunned, and then burst into astonishing cheers.

The flower boat is driving slowly on the street, and from time to time, melon seeds and peanuts are thrown from the flower boat, and each throw will cause people to loot.

It seems that as long as you grab the food thrown out, you can feel the aftermath of the food being held by a slender hand on the flower boat just now.

"I want to offer up the melon seeds!"

"Don't grab it! Don't grab it! Don't take it out of my mouth!"

"Purchase a lot of money to buy melon seeds and peanuts, one penny!"

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Compared with the turmoil under the flower boat, the girl in white clothes sitting in the flower boat has clear stupidity in her eyes, and looks like the years have been peaceful.

"Xiao Songsong, when you get down to the gate of the imperial palace, put away your murderous aura and attack the world. For a monk, it is no less than killing yourself!" Beside the girl in white, Chang Xiaoyue in red Sitting next to her, he spoke.

The girl in white is Leng Qingsong who is disguised as a woman. At this time, he is wearing a white dress, sitting in the middle of the flower boat, unable to move.

The golden core in her body was sealed in her dantian by Chang Xiaoyue in front of her, and she couldn't draw any strength from her whole body.

Leng Qingsong stared, and choked out a sentence from the corner of his mouth: "What do you want to do? Demon girl!"

"What do I want to do? Don't forget, we were originally engaged couples. I really want to see what a bitch who dares to harass my man looks like!" Chang Xiaoyue said angrily while sitting beside Leng Qingsong.

"She's already married!" Leng Qingsong said with a bit of bitterness.

A young man like him still doesn't know what liking is, and this kind of hazy affection has not been pierced, so hearing that she is married, it's just a bit sad.

Chang Xiaoyue looked at Leng Qingsong who was slightly sad, and her teeth itched with hatred.

Is Bai Yueguang so difficult to deal with?

A hurt expression?

Just as Chang Xiaoyue was about to get angry, she suddenly remembered what Ouyang Gang had said to herself: "A girl under 20 years old can take the initiative to befriend the city lord and take down the young city lord by relying on the so-called immortal connection. Do you think she What? It’s just a high-end green tea.”

The old emperor hadn't found Leng Qingsong for more than ten years, but suddenly he found it this year, and even arrested all the orphans he knew in Maple Leaf City.

There is no traitor here, who would believe it!

So who could this traitor be?

Except for Ouyang who is the king of children in Maple Leaf City, these orphans have always followed Xuan'er's lead.

All of this is just a game set up by a mortal.

When Ouyang heard that Chang Xiaoyue calculated that Xuan'er and her party were all in the palace, Ouyang could already confirm that Xuan'er must have reached some kind of deal with the old emperor.

Standing on the city wall, Ouyang looked at the flower boats in the distance, with a sneer on his face, a mortal who wanted to climb up had planned to such a degree, or she wanted to climb to a higher level.

Ouyang remembered that when he saw Xuan'er for the first time, those eyes with scrutiny value were well hidden.

But as Ouyang who came from time travel, no matter how scheming a child is, he is still a little clumsy in the eyes of adults.

"Eldest brother, why are you smiling so coldly!" Hutu shrunk his head, not knowing why the elder brother had to stand on the city wall in the middle of the night and drench in the snow.

Ouyang suddenly became interested, and asked, "Tu Tu, what do you think of the world?"

"It's very lively and interesting, but Tutu doesn't like it here. You can't ride paper cranes here, and the air here is stinky!" Hututu said, wrinkling his nose.

Ouyang picked up Hutu, patted the snow on the little guy and said softly:

"Does the air stink? No? It's the human heart that stinks!"