After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Lan Xing had a dream far, far away.

In the dream, he was still a child, even a baby.He was lying in the cradle, with a soft gold silk cushion under his body, and a golden hall outside. People in plain white woven robes walked around in the hall without making a sound.

Landing is the governor, he doesn't know whether he is alone like this, or everyone will be like this.All he knew was that it was rumored that he was the legacy of the executor's royal family, but that was not the case.

"The origin of this child is unknown. The old CEO passed away. When this little baby appeared under the portrait of Ye Mingxing, everyone saw it. What do you think we should do?"

"The executive officer was newly appointed yesterday, and he meant to silence everyone, even with everyone who knew about it..."

"Confused! Not to mention that the executor will be backlashed by fate, how do you know that this child's appearance was not ordered by fate? After all, he appeared under the image of Ming Xing..."

"But if this is not the case, are we going to make him the CEO? This is ridiculous,?? We don't know where he came from..."

Born without roots,??? Standing alone,?? This is how his life began.

Time and time again, he walks through the curse of resentment,...he brings disasters to the happy people,...he listens to the voices of the wicked, and is oppressed by the same race.There is no distinction between good and evil in his world, only strong and weak.

Kindness, love, happiness, these words have never been related to his life.He also used a pure heart to look forward to a better life, but the facts told him that a kind heart is nothing compared to pure strength.

There is no love and love for no reason in this world, everything has to be exchanged by him.

That black shadow appeared by his side at some unknown time, after thousands of times of numbness and pain, he accidentally found it among the magical artifacts that the demon world had missed.Sombra told him: "Barter, cause and effect are reasonable."

He also exchanged more and more things with him because of this.

It's not that he doesn't have cultivation, it's just that he has returned the cultivation accumulated from so many life-and-death missions to that black shadow to keep himself alive and to extend his life.

He still has a lot to do before he dies.

Lan Xing opened his eyes.

He raised his eyes and saw the resplendent and magnificent Phoenix Palace, the curtains were white, the golden embroidery thread was complicated and delicate, and with it was the hot power in his chest - he was in a trance for a moment, thinking that he was not lying on the bed , but soak in some kind of hot spring.

Lan Xing stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest.Next to his usually weak and slightly cold heart, there is a warm and beating heart, which is filled with cultivation and contains hot and pure power.

This power replaced the original operation of his heart, and continuously sent power to his limbs and bones, and the previously blocked and stagnant Qi channels were unblocked.This powerful force, accompanied by a burst of powerful cultivation, poured into his bones.

He no longer had to consciously straighten his back, this force was enough to support him, standing upright like a normal person without hard work.

There was an old little dragon dozing off beside him, Lan Xing asked in a low voice, "... Where is Master?"

After he opened his mouth, he found that even his own voice had undergone a slight change—speaking was no longer weak and strenuous, and his original clean voice clearly echoed in the hall, and it was somewhat between a teenager and a young man. slightly dumb.

The old Xiaolong moved and woke up: "Little God, are you awake? You have been sleeping for a few days. As for the big phoenix, I have nothing to do these two days, either sleeping in the side hall or wandering outside. Or wait in front of the study for the Kunlun God to make something... He didn't say what it is, but it seems to be related to the Buddha..."

Xiaolong babbled endlessly, and Lan Xing got out of bed without feeling any discomfort.

The main hall was originally where Rong Yi lived, and he was here when he woke up. He should have been brought here in an emergency, but he was never moved away. Rong Yi went to sleep in the side hall.

There was a pile of letter paper beside the bed, some of which had been crumpled into small balls of paper and discarded at random in the corner, and some of which were smeared with ink, messed up and mottled.

Lan Xing lowered his head, picked up a small ball of paper, opened it, and saw that it was a letter written by Rong Yi.

"Buddha, I have good news to tell you, I found a good..."

The word "good" was wrongly written by Rong Yi, so she stopped writing here and wrote on another sheet.There was no typo in the next one, but Rong Yi seemed to be distressed that the handwriting was not beautiful enough, so she changed many more.

Lan Xing knew that he often wrote letters to the monk in Jiang Guo, and he was used to it.

He put on his clothes and went outside.

Wushu Liuhuayuan didn't snow today, the sky was bright, he walked out from the main hall, looked up, Wushu Liuhuayuan was covered with white Buddha flowers.

That day, under the bodhi tree where he followed Rong Yi to study Judgment, there was a person standing, his body was already covered with Buddha flowers, and at a glance, it was also covered with snow.

His first reaction was that Xuanyuan, who came to make trouble that day, was still waiting here. He raised his hand subconsciously, but someone took off the saber at his waist, and he found nothing.

But when he raised his hand, the petals under his feet seemed to sense something, and as he spun slightly, the surrounding wind floated.

He froze for a moment, then frowned—looking at his right hand.He tried to compare a fire posture, and at this moment, bright and scorching sparks burst out from his fingertips, the scorching wind and waves swept past, the fallen flowers all over the ground rose out of thin air, and the "figure" in front of him followed suit. With this gust of wind exposed in front of my eyes.

The Buddha flowers were gone, and there was a glazed statue in front of me. This glazed statue was a bit weird, with strange knife workmanship. It was hard to tell who it was carved on, and the details were hard to say.

Gold paper and melons and fruits are offered in front of the glass statue, and a line of crooked characters can be vaguely seen engraved on the base.

"The statue of Ming Xing's apprentice, Lan Xing, is dedicated to the Five Trees and Six Flowers."

On the other side, several little dragons swam over in a hurry: "I'm so scared to death! What happened just now? Who made that fire light just now?"

A group of little dragons swam over, seeing that Lan Xing was the only one left here, they couldn't help lowering their voices: "Could it be him! Can he use spells?"

"I can... use magic." Lan Xing lowered his head again, looked at his hands, and murmured.

"Oh, are you awake?" Rong Yi's voice drifted out from behind him.

Lan Xing turned around and saw Rong Yi stretching her waist: "I just woke up from a nap and heard the good news. How do you feel now?"

His eyes were sleepy, red at the end of his eyes, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Lan Xing said in a low voice: "I have plenty of energy, no pain, and my cultivation has been completed. Master, have you taught me your cultivation?"

Rong Yi smiled: "The god in the study said that you can pass it on, so I will pass it on to you. You are born with a heart disease, and you need to use your cultivation to forge a second heart. I think your foundation is not good, so I will use mine first." The cultivation base has been done for you, and I will pass on some cultivation bases to you. Fortunately, the executor has a special physique and can accommodate any attribute of cultivation base. The executor of the God's Domain is based on offerings, and I will give you Burn an offering. If you practice slowly, you can get twice the result with half the effort."

Lan Xing was stunned for a long time, then suddenly knelt down and said: "Master's great kindness, I can't bear it. If there is anything I can do for Master, please tell Master. For this, I will go through fire and water."

——There is no kindness and love for no reason.Everything has to be exchanged by himself.

Staying by his side is what he fought for.And he didn't expect so much at first.

"Huh? It's nothing, it's just what you should do as a teacher." Rong Yi stretched again, "Buddha hasn't replied to me for many days. I look for him to play in the lower realms, but I still need the God's Dharma Tool." It will take some time to make it, little apprentice, why don't you come over and play cards with me, my name is Yuelao and Bai Ze... I haven't played cards for a long time!"

Lan Xing was stunned again, hesitating a little.

He whispered, "I...wouldn't."

"No, it doesn't matter." Rong Yi smiled, seeing him recovering from a serious illness, even his complexion improved a lot, his face looked more heroic and refined, she couldn't help being in a good mood, and reached out to pinch his cheek, "We will teach you Your... so it's decided! Come on, call Yuelao and Bai Ze, let's play cards."

The force was not heavy, and the slender fingertips were warm, and they stayed on his cheek for a while, just like a bird carelessly drifting away.

Under the Bodhi tree, a card table and various melon and fruit snacks were quickly placed.

Lan Xing had just been dragged by Rong Yi to sit side by side with him, when suddenly a small dragon swam up from the Five Trees and Six Flowers: "Big Phoenix, there is a message from God's Realm that there is a mission for the little God, and there is a punishment from heaven."

"No way?" Rong Yi fell into sadness for a moment, "My team has just been set up! We haven't started yet!"

They all knew that God's punishment could not be refused or delayed.

Lan Xing stood up, looked at Rong Yi's frustrated face, and moved his fingertips.

His voice was low and his ears were slightly hot: "... soon, master can... wait for me, I will come back to accompany you."

"Oh, it's okay, don't worry, I'll think about who to play cards with." Rong Yi began to ponder, "What is King Jundali Daming doing recently? Is he free?"

Lan Xing stared at him for a while, then lowered his eyes, bowed his head and walked out.

At the gate of Five Trees and Six Flowers, there stood a luxuriously dressed man.

Lan Xing recognized him as the CEO of Shenyu.His name is Feng Tianzhi, he looks like an ordinary person around 34 years old, with a shrewd and calm face, good at playing power.

Feng Tianzhi watched him walking slowly, his appearance and spirit were not the same as before, his heart sank, but there was still a smile on his face: "Lan Xing, don't come here without any problems. It seems that you are here at Mingxing, You are having a good time, and I hope you can stay for a few more days and experience more growth."

The implication is that he may not have the blessing to accept Mingxing's grace.He is still the executor of God's Domain, and he still has to lead tasks according to the law.

"My lord, don't come here without any harm." Lan Xing also smiled, "I will trouble you to explain the task to me personally, so I don't need to gossip anymore, please let me know."

"An executor is not effective enough to deal with disasters, and he will be punished with illness." Feng Tianzhi obviously didn't want to continue talking nonsense with him, so he sped up his speech and told him, "The time limit is seven days."

"Okay." Lan Xing was very calm, "Where is it? What's the name? Why did it start?"

It is not uncommon for the executor to be punished for his inability to deal with misfortunes.

It's just... this level of punishment is generally only qualified for the elderly with profound cultivation, and it is equivalent to receiving the merit of balancing all things for the perpetrator.Lan Xing was responsible for nothing good before, and most of them were trivial matters.

But now that he received this task, he was not surprised.

The improvement that Mingxing brought him was nothing more than this.

Feng Tianzhi said: "The person you want to carry out the punishment of God is Lan Jiang, the executor of Shenyu, who is also your classmate. This time the matter is different from before. Lan Jiang didn't release the water privately, but it was overdue. He originally He wanted to send a plague to a small country that was about to be wiped out in the Taiyin Realm, but for some reason, within one month, he was unable to enter the territory of that country."

Speaking of this, Feng Tianzhi also seemed annoyed, "What a waste."

"I see," Lan Xing asked casually, "Where is it?"

"Under the sun's light on the Xuanwu Wall of the Taiyin Realm, Jiang Guo." Feng Tianzhi said.