Three years ago, Saint Lingxiao died in the Battle of Xiqi, and Elder Lingzun took his place.
After the battle in the Stranger Valley, he also returned to the Fulong Empire with Zhong Wuyan and other Holy Land disciples, and successfully rebuilt the "Lingxiao Holy Land" on the original site.
The only difference was that the "Lingxiao Holy Land" at that time had lost its saints. Although its strength was still far superior to the secular sects, it was somewhat reluctant to call it a "Holy Land".
Seeing the decline of the sect, Qi Xuan couldn't help but feel worried and couldn't sleep at night.
By chance, he learned the amazing news from Zhong Wen, who came to visit Zhong Wuyan's master and disciple, that Zhong Wuyan could help others become saints. He was so excited that he couldn't control himself for a moment.
However, despite the title of "uncle", he and Zhong Wen are not familiar with each other. If they insist on having any intersection, it is because he was saved by the other party in the fake "Fire King Gate" ruins and suffered a lot.
A great favor.
Therefore, Qi Xuan felt a little embarrassed when he suddenly asked for help.
Ever since, he began to deliberately talk to his wife Zhong Wuyan about the troubles caused by the lack of saints in the "Lingxiao Holy Land" from time to time, hoping that through the affection between his aunt and nephew, he could persuade Zhong Wen to take action.
Help each other and help yourself break through to the realm of saints.
Zhong Wuyan is a pure and honest person. Seeing that her husband is worried, she naturally can't help but talk to her nephew.
"'Lingxiao Holy Land' lacks saints?"
When Zhong Wen heard this, without saying a word, he patted his chest and said, "What's the problem? I'll take care of it!"
Qi Xuan was immediately overjoyed, feeling that the strongest realm in the world was already beckoning to him.
Then, he looked at Zhong Wen with a confused look on his face as he worked hard and spent a lot of effort to send both Zhong Wuyan and Ji Weizhu to the realm of saints.
Having created two beautiful female saints with his own hands, Zhong Wen seemed to still feel that he was still unfulfilled. He even made a promise that when his two cousins were older, he would personally help them improve their cultivation.
Whether it was intentional or not, he didn't mention Qi Xuan's uncle at all, as if he had completely forgotten about it.
Seeing that the two women he was closest to were already cultivating saints, but he was stuck in the spiritual realm, Qi Xuan's mood was like riding a roller coaster, straight up and down, a deep feeling of loss could not stop flowing.
Come to mind.
However, after all, there are two more saints in the "Lingxiao Holy Land", and the status of the Holy Land has been completely stabilized.
Witnessing with his own eyes the amount of elixirs and spiritual crystals consumed by becoming a saint, he could not lose his old face no matter what, and asked Zhong Wen for "one more".
He had no choice but to swallow this depression and distress and bury it deep in his heart.
As for Master and Disciple Zhong Wuyan, whose life had been saved by him, and now that he had received such a great favor, he was naturally very grateful to him and would not ask for more.
It was in the process of helping Ji Weizhu improve his cultivation that the relationship between the two quickly heated up, and soon they broke through the scope of Youda and entered into passionate love.
After a period of psychological construction, Qi Xuan finally gave up and simply stopped pursuing personal improvement. Instead, he directly passed the position of Lord of the Holy Land to Ji Weizhu, while he secluded himself behind the scenes, hugging Ruhua Jade.
His wife has lived a shameless retirement life and plans to have a third child to contribute a small amount to the population plan of the "Lingxiao Holy Land".
Therefore, as the lover of the Lord of the Holy Land, Zhong Wen can enjoy the treatment of a super V like an emperor every time he comes here.
Back then, the "passionate young master" Xiao Qingqing also enjoyed the wonderful life of beauties feeding grapes with bare hands in his Fengyue Villa.
The one who just fed the grapes to the two of them was an ordinary and beautiful maid, while the other was the supreme Lord of the Holy Land. They were very different from each other in making judgments about superiors and inferiors.
"Junior brother, if you keep doing this, I won't help you peel grapes!"
Being licked by him again, Ji Weizhu's pink cheeks became more and more rosy, and her delicate skin seemed to be able to squeeze out water.
"Sorry sorry."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "It's just that Sister Ji's hands are smooth and tender. They are more delicious than grapes and make people want to stop."
"Like hell!"
Ji Weizhu laughed out loud because of his fight. She rolled her eyes at him and asked, "We are pressed for time this time, can we stay a few more days?"
"I originally planned to spend time with Sister Ji and my aunt." Zhong Wen sighed, "But our little brother is getting married soon, and Sister Nangong sent a message asking me to rush to the Imperial Capital to meet her in three days."
"Only three days..." Ji Weizhu's eyes darkened, but he quickly recovered, his lips parted slightly, and she asked in a low voice, "Is the little brother you are talking about the leader of the 'Tiandao Alliance' Zheng?"
"That's right." Zhong Wen nodded and responded, "This boy has been in love with the second wife of the Nangong family for three years, and now he has finally come to fruition. It's really impressive."
"Congratulations to him then."
Ji Weizhu thought for a while and said, "Although our 'Lingxiao Holy Land' was not invited, we are both the Seven Holy Lands in the world. Shouldn't I also express something?"
"No need." Zhong Wen shook his head and said, "This time we did not make a big deal, but chose to get married in a low-key manner. This is exactly what the young couple wanted. Except for the 'Tiandao Alliance' and the Nangong family, they only invited a very few people close to them.
Sister, just pretend that you don’t know about this person.”
"A marriage between powerful people will most likely be publicized so much that the whole world will know about it." Ji Weizhu said with a smile, "It's very commendable that it's as simple as theirs."
"This is what I value about my little brother." Zhong Wen laughed, and then suddenly stretched out his right arm, took Ji Weizhu's delicate body into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "This time only
If you can stay for three days, how precious is your time? Why bother talking about others?"
"You, what do you do?"
His hot breath sprayed on her earlobe, and she felt an itching sensation. Ji Weizhu felt numb all over, her cheeks felt dizzy, and her delicate body collapsed on Zhong Wen's chest like soft mud, unable to move anymore.
Her charming, shy and charming appearance is like a young girl waiting to be married. How can she have any majesty of a saint or a strong person?
"What do you think?"
Zhong Wen smiled mischievously and blew softly into her ear.
"ah!"
Ji Weizhu let out a sweet cry, her cheeks becoming more and more rosy, like a ripe apple, sweet and fragrant, making people want to take a bite.
Faced with such a stunning beauty, Zhong Wen couldn't hold back any longer. He leaned forward and kissed her pretty red lips fiercely.
A man and woman in love seemed to be stuck together with glue and could no longer be separated.
"Don't, don't be in the yard!"
After a while, she felt that Zhong Wen's right hand began to act erratically. Ji Weizhu felt frightened and embarrassed, and quickly cried out.
"Got the order!"
Zhong Wen chuckled, and suddenly a dragon shadow hovered under his feet, hugged the beauty in his arms, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Only the charming and fragrant breath lingers in the air, giving this saint's courtyard a different and beautiful color.
…
On the third floor of Wanjiang Building, the same private room, the same location.
The man in front of him has fairly regular facial features and a slightly stout figure. There is a hint of eagerness and desire in his small eyes, as if he wants to penetrate the clothes with his eyes and see the beauty in the green dress in front of him.
Coral frowned, feeling that the other person's eyes made her feel a little uncomfortable.
This is the seventh blind date arranged by Thirteenth Mother for her. Obviously, the previous six people could not meet her expectations for her future husband.
As the number of blind dates increased, her requirements for men gradually declined. By this time, conditions such as outstanding appearance, easy-going personality, and extraordinary talent had long been forgotten.
Now, she just hopes that the other person is a normal person.
However, the moment she saw the man, she still had a vague foreboding feeling.
"Are you Mr. Chang Weichang?"
For Thirteenth Niang's sake, Hualou still asked politely.
"Yes, I am Chang Wei, who is in charge of the Yaxun Chamber of Commerce." Chang Wei, a slightly fat man, stood up and gave a salute. His words were quite decent, "I have long heard about the reputation of the disciples of Piaohua Palace, and today I can see the beauty of Coral Girl.
, I realized that being famous is not as good as meeting you. Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"
"Young master, that's a compliment." Women are creatures that like to praise. Even if they don't have much favorable impressions of Chang Wei, Coral's eyes softened a little when she was suddenly complimented by him. "Young Master must also have my thoughts."
What have you heard?”
"Girl Coral hopes to be monogamous with her future husband and grow old hand in hand. Chang also agrees very much." Chang Wei nodded and talked eloquently, "Besides, compared with Miss Coral, those mediocre people outside
The vulgar fans are simply unsightly. If I get a girl as my wife, what more can I ask for?"
"Mr. Chang comes from an extraordinary family. Are you really willing to marry just one person for me?"
It was rare to meet someone with the same opinion, so Coral was quite surprised and blurted out.
"Is there still a lie?" Chang Wei patted his chest and then changed the subject, "It's just..."
"Just what?"
Coral's view of him has changed, and her tone has become much softer unconsciously, "Young master, it's okay to say it."
"If you can only marry one wife in this life, you must choose carefully."
Chang Wei's next words instantly refreshed Coral's outlook, "Especially whether the sexual intercourse is harmonious or not is directly related to Chang's happiness in the rest of his life. I wonder if you and I can spend a night together and try it out before we get married?"
"What did you say?"
Coral almost couldn't believe her ears, and the goodwill she had just established collapsed instantly.
"It's a coincidence that Chang will be free tonight. If Miss Meng won't give up, you and I might as well hold the candle..."
The more Chang Wei spoke, the more excited he became, with an obscene light shining in his eyes and a glint of light hanging from the corner of his mouth.