Jingyu came to MIT through the American ST exam (ST is equivalent to the American college entrance examination). She is very beautiful, with standard eyebrows, almond eyes, a beautiful nose and white teeth, and a pink and white oval face.
Her charming dimples exude a superior and noble temperament. There are many people pursuing and admiring her, and there are even a few nobles from the capital who know her identity, who are eager to please her.
Everyone knows that if he can get her favor and get married, he will have one foot in the ranks of future national leaders.
Because according to surveys, all current national leaders except for one or two have daughters. If the system remains unchanged in the future, then the national leaders are likely to have a bunch of sons-in-law!
Who doesn’t long for beautiful women, power, honor and status to have a prosperous harvest together? Opportunities are all around us, how can we not reach out and seize them?!
But how could a beautiful and arrogant princess be so easy to get close to? First she was blocked by bodyguards, then by nannies, and finally she finally got to the beautiful woman after passing five hurdles. The beautiful woman was impervious to oil, salt, water and fire; she was as arrogant and cold as Guang Han.
Palace Fairy.[
After Flesh Lan Feiyang climbed up to the saddle, he looked around and saw that the peaks were undulating and continuous. Some small peaks in the distance looked like solitary boats or islands in the sea amid the light veil of clouds and mist.
He subconsciously stepped down and saw some blurry pictures gradually appearing in the rolling clouds and mist, as if someone was jumping or waving a stone sword in his hand. After a while, it became clearer and clearer, and the picture gradually appeared.
continuity.
It was a young man lying on his knees in front of a cup of loess, crying heartbrokenly. All his hands and fingers were dug into the loess, and his lips had been bitten with blood. The blood fell drop by drop into the loess, staining it.
A small piece of red soil came out.
Suddenly, a fairy-like man in his early fifties appeared behind him. He sighed softly and waved his hand to help the young man up with a gentle force.
"Lan, the dead cannot be resurrected. It doesn't help that you are so sad. I have collected her soul and two souls that were pinned by the talisman and have not been separated from the body, sealed them in the left palm that was cut off by the great wizard, and put them in this
In a pointed stone tool that once sucked your essence and blood. Let’s find a place with abundant spiritual energy to bury her. Maybe one day she will become a spirit like me. You can practice with me in the future, as long as you become an immortal
If you become a god, you will definitely be able to meet her again."
"How long will it take?" After hearing this, the young man's sad eyes filled with a glimmer of hope.
"It's hard to say." The Taoist Immortal Hermit sighed, "You have excellent bones and qualifications. If you practice with me, you should be able to become an immortal in a few hundred years and a god in a few thousand years. But it's hard to say when she can accumulate enough spiritual energy to become a spirit.
However, as long as you can become a god, you can break the evil spell cast on her by the evil witch and allow her to be reincarnated safely. In this way, you can still be together. However, if her reincarnated body is too bad
You only have a few decades to practice Dharma, and you cannot stay together forever."
"Decades are enough." The young man clenched his fist firmly, "Besides, I can wait for her to be reincarnated again."
The Taoist immortal hermit nodded: "Yes, it is feasible. However, every time she is reincarnated, part of her impression of you will be lost. After three lives, she will completely forget you. Therefore, between these three lives,
In the middle, it is best to form this spiritual body with one soul and two souls. In this way, if the two become one, she will be expected to become a god. To say the least, even if she can only become an immortal, you can also be a pair with a limited number of years.
Fairy couple."
Hearing this, the young man's eyes were filled with infinite longing: "Okay, then I will work hard to practice. Please accept me as your disciple!" After saying that, he knelt down in front of the Taoist hermit.
What follows is a scene of a boy punching and slashing in the mountains or stabbing with a sword; the two armies confront each other and fight hard, with severed limbs and heads flying, and blood flowing everywhere; the enemy is broken up, and they take advantage of the victory to pursue fiercely, and finally defeat the enemy.
The scene of the leader being beheaded and his body broken into pieces. The scene of the clan leader imparting the position of leader to the young man before his death, and the young man can only take on the responsibility and succeed to the throne. Finally, there is the wedding night, when the young man who has become the leader of the clan leaves the couple and the bridal chamber, under the moon
Scene of sad sword dancing.
As the clouds and mist rolled in, the scene completely dissipated, and a bunch of fine raindrops fell on Flesh Lan Feiyang's head. The cold breath spread from the top of his head to his whole body in an instant, and Flesh Lan Feiyang realized that he had already walked under the clouds and mist.
His consciousness suddenly increased to 45%, and he was suddenly confused: Who am I? Why am I here? Am I the boy just now? What happened to my head? I can't remember anything clearly?!
There was a clear spring in the mountain recess. Feeling a little thirsty, Lan Feiyang walked over and bent down to drink the water. Suddenly, facing the reflection in the water, he was stunned: he seemed to look like the young man in the picture just now.
Very similar!
"Leader Lan, Lord Chief!" Suddenly a whistleblower appeared on the opposite hillside, and someone shouted at him.
Flesh Lan Feiyang raised his head in confusion, only to see a burly man with a beard and a dozen or so people running towards him. Those people behind him waved and shouted when they saw Flesh Lan Feiyang raising his head: "
It’s the leader, really the leader!”
"Lord Leader, please come back to the clan with us." The bearded man raised his fists above his head and knelt on one knee in front of Lan Feiyang.
"My lord, the wife and the old lady miss you very much, and all matters within the clan cannot be separated from you. I beg you not to practice alone in this mountain anymore, but to come back with me!" Ruowei said.
The thin young man who looked familiar to Lan Feiyang (he looked more like Xie Xusheng) led the others and knelt on one knee in front of Lan Feiyang.
Therefore, Flesh Lan Feiyang was surrounded by more than a dozen people and climbed over the mountain peaks in a daze, arriving at the foot of the mountain after dark.[
After hearing the news, the wife and the old lady had people holding torches waiting for him outside the wooden house. When they saw him coming back, they burst into tears and scolded and blamed him. Even Lan Feiyang, who was in the flesh, felt a little guilty after seeing it.
"Even if you are obsessed with practicing, you still have to leave a son. When your son grows up and succeeds to the throne, it will not be too late to go into the mountains to practice immortality." Seeing the fleshy Lan Feiyang wolfing down the roasted leg of lamb, the wife sternly said
reproached.
"That's right." The old lady in her forties who still has her charm nodded with tears in her eyes, "If you are not satisfied with Xiao Shixin, you can still marry a second wife or a concubine. You can't just leave us alone.
Are you going to leave? Your grandmother is also old, and as a mother, I don’t understand the affairs of the clan. What will we do if you leave like this?"