Fantasy: The Villain of Destiny

"If I'm not wrong, your mother was also born in the Immortal Realm." Lu Changsheng said.

Lan Ruobing was a little distracted and couldn't accept it for a long time.

Yes, if the mother was born in the Immortal Realm, all this seems to make sense.

Why has there been no news for more than ten years, a noble girl from the fairyland wandered in the mortal world, and even gave birth to a daughter for the people of the lower realm, the forces behind her will definitely not allow it.

Her mother could only revise one book, leaving only the words "Don't wait, don't read", and left sadly.

Originally, she thought that with Lu Changsheng's power, it would be easy to find her mother, so she exchanged herself for Lu Changsheng's promise, but now it seems that her chips are far from enough.

Lan Ruobing no longer had the tranquility she used to have, and now she was a little bit more lost.

"Ding~ The mood of the daughter of luck is impaired, the luck value is -100, and the villain value is +100."

Lu Changsheng watched Lan Ruobing silently, and was a little surprised by the system's reminder.

Lan Ruobing just stood there silently, and Lu Changsheng watched quietly. After some time, Lan Ruobing slowly recovered and broke the silence:

"Ruo Bing thank you son for telling me, and please don't tell father."

She was very grateful to Lu Changsheng for his frankness.

She knew where her mother was, but she could do nothing about it. In contrast, it was a better choice to let Lan Shanlie continue to have a dream.

Lan Ruobing tried her best to soothe her emotions, but her eyes looked extremely empty.

Originally thought that as long as he was successful in cultivation, walked out of the Xuanwu world, and became strong enough, he would be able to reunite his family, but now it seems that his efforts all the time have no meaning.

In front of the famous head of the fairyland, the Xuanwu world is humbler than a grain of sand, and she will not be able to enter the fairyland no matter what.

What's more, now she can't help herself...

After a long time, Lan Ruobing closed her eyes, sighed deeply, then tried to smile, and said tremblingly:

"It's getting late, Ruo Bing serves the young master to rest."

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng shook his head, and immediately hugged Lan Ruobing by the waist.

Lan Ruobing has a slender body, plump figure, but unexpectedly light, a woman is like ice, tender like water.

Lan Ruobing kept silent, just buried that beautiful face on Lu Changsheng's chest, and after a while, the clothes on Lu Changsheng's chest were wet.

Lu Changsheng put Lan Ruobing on the bed, Lan Ruobing's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her provocative eyelashes trembled slightly, and under the moonlight, the tears at the corners of her eyes were particularly crystal clear.

Lu Changsheng frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

It's a sigh of downtime, and I feel sorry for Yongxu.

Another way is that the moon is rare, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse.

After Lu Changsheng put her down, he turned back and sat aside, and picked up his tea again. He didn't like drinking tea before, but now it's just because of his habit.

After a while, Lan Ruobing's breath was no longer disordered, but only she knew how it felt in her heart.

"Let's rest first, we can discuss the rest." Lu Changsheng said indifferently.

"In the lower realm, there is also a lack of a maid who serves tea, pours water, warms the bed and beats the legs, you can stay by my side.

Of course, it’s only when you’re in the Xuanwu world, but if your exquisite celestial body can surprise me, and if you can make a few tricks with the people from the fairyland, I can consider letting you follow me to the fairyland. "

Lan Ruobing's body froze slightly, and then her tense body slowly relaxed, and she leaned against the bed.

"Ding~ The daughter of luck is grateful to the host, the luck value is -100, and the villain value of the host is +100."

Lu Changsheng thought silently, even if he didn't make a move, even if the Xuanwu Holy Land was destroyed, Lan Ruobing would probably be able to save the day.

The luck of the people from Xianyu may not be as good as hers. If an unlucky person without luck probably has no good fruit to eat, without him, luck will bite back.

Huh?Why do you feel like scolding yourself?

Lu Changsheng doesn't care about the so-called backlash of luck, what he wants is the villain value, and of course the exclusive opportunity of the son of luck.

For example, Mu Xu's Dao Orb, or Lan Ruobing's Linglong Immortal Physique, for the latter, Lu Changsheng took a fancy to the big fish behind him.

And no one knows how far this daughter of destiny will grow when she enters the fairyland. If it is really what he thinks, this wave of investment will make a profit, or more precisely, it is speculation.

In the early morning of the next day, Lan Ruobing slowly opened her sore and swollen eyes. She slept very soundly last night.

The jewelry from her hair was taken off and placed beside the pillow, the phoenix robe was taken off and covered her body, the rest of the clothes were intact, and the slim mandarin duck jacket set off her proud curves.

Lan Ruobing woke up and saw Lu Changsheng who had been sitting withered all night, she hurriedly arranged her clothes and got out of bed. It was still early in the morning, but her face was extraordinarily rosy, and she, who was always calm, said with a little embarrassment at this moment: " Son... I..."

Lu Changsheng glanced at her, and said lightly: "You? Hehe, didn't you persuade me to rest? I slept soundly, and my sleeping appearance was surprisingly poor."

Lan Ruobing was startled, and she was about to cry again. At this moment, she no longer had any pride in front of Lu Changsheng.

She had put life and death aside last night, but with twists and turns, her heart was no longer dusty, and the courage she mustered up before disappeared completely.

"Aren't you going back to dress up and change your clothes? Do you still need me to help you change?"

"No...don't bother you, my lord."

Lan Ruobing ran out of Man Tingfang as if fleeing, and quickly returned to her small courtyard, closed the door tightly, and buried herself deeply in the quilt.

I don't know how long it took, Lan Ruobing got out of the quilt, looked at her red dress, gently stroked the embroidery on it, and murmured:

"The clothes should be pretty, right? It seems to be made for him... But, do I really... do I have an ugly sleeping posture?"

"Ding~The daughter of luck is in love with the host, the villain value +200"

Just kidding, how could a fairy sleep with an ugly face?