Quan Zhilong's Destiny

In a beautiful sea of ​​flowers, lay an elf-like girl, her fair little face was dyed with a slight blush, which made her more delicate and lovely, and the falling petals fell gently beside the girl, Lest it disturb the sleeping angel, the whole scene looks as beautiful as a painting. (provided she doesn't speak)

"Oh, I'm going. Where is this? You won't be traveling again." Ling Xinai rubbed her sore waist, stood up muttering, and looked around curiously.This is a big manor, and Ling Xin'ai is currently in the flower field of the manor, touching her chin, Ling Xin'ai thought wretchedly: Maybe I can find some good things later, hehe. (Sister, you are too nervous. You don’t even look at your current situation. If you fall in love with such a person, it seems that someone’s future pursuit of his wife will be difficult) What she thought was that there was actually a big surprise waiting for her ahead.

While admiring the beautiful scenery of the flower field, Ling Xinai walked casually along the path, as if she was on a spring outing in a leisurely manner.Finally, after going round and round, he came to an antique house.Ling Xinai looked at the door exuding the aura of domineering (eight) in front of her, her little face was full of tangles, "Really, I'm asking him a problem again, knowing that he is a good boy with good manners, how could he be so casual? , broke into other people's house without their consent, forget it, I don't care about it this time, don't encourage me like this next time." The embarrassed person said on his mouth, and his hands moved But he was unceremonious, and directly pushed the door domineeringly, with a "creak", the thick agarwood door was pushed open by a five-year-old girl, and the breath of history rushed towards him, even in the air. The airflow in the air was also trembling in surprise, which seemed to herald the arrival of a new era!

Ling Xin'ai was already deeply shocked by the luxurious atmosphere in the house, she stood there dumbfounded, and swallowed quietly, "Damn, you've made a fortune, this is the white marble from the Qin Dynasty, right? This is Wu Zetian's most famous The hairpin with nine phoenix heads that I love, could it be that the legendary concubine Yang Guifei's neon clothes and feathers... Ahhh, this is something that money can't buy, God still loves me the most, wow Hahaha!" (laughing with arms akimbo)

The old man hiding in the dark really couldn't stand a certain woman's magic voice ringing in his ears, and finally gave himself N times of psychological hints: I am not angry at all, I am very happy, after I am very happy, use what I think Her gentle voice seductively said, "Little girl, are you still satisfied with what you have seen, but what you see now is just the tip of the iceberg, do you want to get more, even the whole manor can be given to you?"

The sudden sound startled the complacent Ling Xin'ai. She didn't expect that the owner of the house was still there. Should I run away now, or should I run away, woo woo woo, but they are so reluctant to part with my babies Well, forget it, the green hills left behind are there, no matter if there is no firewood to burn, Miss Ben will always find a chance to get them back, hum.Ling Xinai, who was about to sneak away, just took a step towards the door, but the old man seemed to be able to see through his own thoughts, and closed the door with a "bang", "Little girl, you are leaving now!" Is it? Don’t you want all these things, I still have a lot of good things here.”

"Ahem, who said I'm leaving? It's not because the pattern on your gate is good, and I want to appreciate it up close." Ling Xinai pretended to be indifferent, and really moved forward to touch it. When I touched the door, I was already roaring in my heart: Is this trying to trick me down and hand me over to the police uncle?Mommy, Daddy, come and save me!

The old man seemed to really believe Ling Xin'ai's lies, or maybe he had more urgent things to do, and he couldn't control that much anymore. The host he had been looking forward to for so long finally appeared in his long-awaited, Who else cares!The old man's eyes lit up in the dark, and he said in an eager voice: "Whether the little girl can agree to the old man's request, it's very simple, as long as you agree, I will give you all of these."

Ling Xin'ai, who was ready to be arrested by the police uncle, unexpectedly heard such good news from the sky, but this could not easily dispel her worries. The other party didn't even dare to show his face, and the voice must be a wretched old man , not to mention that the other party has to promise him a condition, no, I can't agree.So, Ling Xinai pretended to be profound and said, "You are really joking, I am only a five-year-old girl, I am afraid I can't do what you asked me to do."

The old man is not calm now, the duck is about to fly, which is not bad, I have been guarding this house for 5000 years, and finally found a suitable person, so I can't let it go easily, Otherwise, I don’t know how long I should wait. I’m the famous Nancheng Shangxian, and I still have a lot of fine wine to drink, so I don’t want to stay here anymore, blah blah...

"Don't worry, little friend. After listening to the old man, I was originally Nancheng Shangxian. I was sentenced to guard this place because of drinking and mistakenly. I was looking for someone who is destined for it. But it took 5000 years before I finally found you. You can't put I'll give it up, otherwise, or I'll cry for you..." The old man started to play tricks as he spoke, it seems that in order to be able to drink, he also worked hard!

Ling Xinai felt that a group of crows flew over her head, and she was shocked. This world is really fantasy, even there are gods. I feel that this world is full of deep malice towards me... In the end, Ling Xin'ai, who was relieved, couldn't bear the crying of the old man, so she became cruel and gritted her teeth, "Enough, enough, I promise you, I promise you the head office!"

The old man burst into tears immediately, and could go to an opera at such a speed, Ling Xinai complained silently in his heart. "I knew that Xiaoyou would not reject me, a bad old man, so I won't talk nonsense, Xiaoyou just need to put the purple lotus on your wrist on this bead, and then use a drop of your heart blood to drip on it. Just above." The old man's voice was full of joy, as if his own fine wine was already beckoning to him, with a light wave of his hand, a lavender bead floated in front of Ling Xin'ai, Ling Xin'ai suddenly I really want to regret it, why do I feel that I have sold myself, and I have to bite my finger, it hurts so much!When I go back, I must ask Mommy to cook more delicious food for me. (Sister, it’s just a drop of blood. Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?) Well, in the end, our Lingda student endured the pain and dripped the blood on it. The color of the original lavender bead changed more and more. The deeper it got, the more it swished into Ling Xin'ai's left wrist, and the purple lotus became more and more coquettish as if it had been injected with life.

When Ling Xinai realized it, the old man had long disappeared, but she still didn't know how to use this space, so she shouted, "Hey, old man, you taught me how to use it." The old man's ethereal voice came from afar. It came from somewhere, "It's up to you to dig it yourself. I didn't understand it carefully. I only know that it was left by the Nuwa Empress in the early days of chaos. It seems that it can be upgraded, and I have spent the past 5000 years sleeping. Now, if there is anything you don’t understand, there is a projection stone in the room, you can figure it out by yourself~~~”

Ling Xinai looked at the projection stones piled up as high as a mountain in front of her, and felt that she had been deeply deceived, and couldn't help but shouted up to the sky: "Damn old man, don't let me meet you again..."

Immortal Nan Cheng, who just got into the wine cellar in Fuzhong, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, thinking: Could it be that someone is scolding me.Oh, never mind, drink the most, little ones, here I come!

The author has something to say:

Dear friends, do you think it is too long-winded? I pay attention to details, so the plot may develop slowly, because this is a novel that I really want to write. If you have any suggestions, please give them a lot, thank you!

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